My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Interne

Chapter 244 Can mother be brought back to life?

In the live broadcast room, netizens who had just watched the live broadcast were helpless. Because they couldn't see the picture, they only seemed to hear the sound of an ax hitting something hard.

  [Let me see what happened. ]

　　[This kid couldn’t really run out from the door, could he? How is this possible? ]

Hurry up and let me see, my God, I really ran away. ]

Wang Hao took his mobile phone and rushed all the way to the door of the house.

 Her mother's gentle voice came to her ears: "Child, open the door quickly and get out of here."

Mianmian also said: "Don't be afraid, your uncle and the police have met and they are already waiting for you outside."

Wang Hao opened the door obediently.

 As expected, the policeman who had just arrived and his uncle were standing at the door.

 From the time I made the call to now, it only took about 10 minutes.

Uncle Wang Hao saw his nephew's eyes were red. He pulled up his sleeves and said, "Sister, don't do anything with your brother-in-law. Let me tell you, we men all have... Oh my god, brother-in-law?"

Uncle Wang Hao stared blankly at the coming axe, forgetting to hide for a moment.

 Fortunately, the policeman next to him reacted quickly and took action quickly, blocking the blow with the security steel fork in his hand.

 Another policeman took out his meal and said to Wang Hao's father, "Police, please put down the axe, hold your head and squat down on the spot!"

 Netizens can still only hear the sound.

　　[The police won’t really be here, right? Let's see the picture, ah, I want to see it. ]

[That's right. ]

Mianmian did not let Wang Hao continue to live broadcast the scene. She knew that Wang Hao was feeling very sad now.

But as if he heard the requests from netizens, Wang Hao picked up his phone, turned around, switched the rear camera, and pointed it at his father's face.

Uncle Wang Hao has now recovered from his surprise. He hugged his nephew and backed away. As he backed away, he asked: "Haohao, Haohao, are you okay? Didn't you say that your mother came back from traveling? Where is your mother?"

Wang Hao looked at his mother next to him and said in a trembling voice: "Mom, mom is next to us, mom, mom is dead..."

Uncle Wang Hao hadn't heard clearly yet, so he asked, "What did you say?"

However, the next second, he also saw it. He was holding his nephew. There should be nothing in front of his nephew, but now there was a woman in pajamas standing.

 The woman smiled softly, noticed his gaze, and shouted softly: "Brother, did you see me? Well, I am already dead. I was killed by Lao Zhang."

 Uncle Wang Hao froze on the spot, his face full of shock.

 In the house, the police had subdued Wang Hao’s father and handcuffed him.

Wang Hao's father's eyes were red, and he looked at Wang Hao with a particularly fierce look, as if he regretted not sending his son to see his mother earlier.

“Sister, are you kidding me? Did you do magic just now?” Uncle Wang Hao smiled and reached out to touch the sister in front of him.

Finding that he couldn't touch it and that his sister's feet were far away from the ground, he suddenly understood that what his sister and nephew said was true.

 Sister is really not alive now.

 When this answer came to his mind, anger immediately appeared on Uncle Wang Hao's face. He walked up to Wang Hao's father and punched Wang Hao's father in the face.

“Damn thing, you **** thing, why did you harm my sister?”

“I usually post on friends who love my wife and children, but you turned out to be such a beast?”

“My sister is not good enough for you? She gave up her high-paying job just to save your face. Why do you do this?”

Blood spilled from the corner of Wang Hao's father's mouth. The policeman next to him originally wanted to pull Uncle Wang Hao, but after thinking about it, he didn't pull. Instead, he squatted down and stood in front of Wang Hao: "Kid, are you not injured? I'm sorry, uncle is still late. One point." He blocked the camera, and his uniformed chest appeared in the live broadcast room.

Wang Hao shook his head. The eight-year-old boy looked very calm now and said seriously: "Uncle policeman, you, you were not late, you saved my uncle."

　　[I’m a real policeman, this thing is really true. ]

  [This live broadcast room is really something! The child's uncle seemed to be talking to himself just now. Is there really a ghost? ]

“Haohao, is there anything else you need me to do?” Mianmian asked Wang Hao.

Wang Hao turned the phone to himself again and asked hopefully: "I, can I bring my mother back to life? I can give you money again."

Mianmian shook her head: "No."

The policeman on the side did not interrupt. He looked back and saw that Uncle Wang Hao had almost beaten the person, so he went up to pull Uncle Wang Hao away.

"Okay sir, we will punish him according to law after interrogation. Please don't hit anyone again when I'm not paying attention."

Uncle Wang Hao was indignant, glanced at his nephew, and ran to his side.

“Then I want my mother to stay with me like this, is that okay?” Wang Hao asked again.

Mianmian shook her head again: "No, it's not good for your mother."

Wang Hao’s mother was an ordinary person. Although she was filled with resentment after death, it was not to the point of becoming a resentful ghost. If you stay in the mortal world like this, you will either be eaten by evil spirits as a snack, or you will dissipate naturally. This is a bad thing!

Wang Hao was completely disappointed, and tears burst into his eyes again.

 He wanted to throw himself into his mother's arms, but his touch came up empty.

 “No, no, I want my mother to stay with me, I want my mother...”

Uncle Wang Hao picked up Wang Hao, holding the mobile phone in his hand. He was also sad, looking at Mianmian in the live broadcast, he said: "You helped our family Wang Hao, can you see my sister? And I, you also helped?"

Mianmian nodded: "Yes, you have to say goodbye to her before dark today. She has stayed for seven days. It would be bad for her to force her to stay."

 This sentence directly tells the audience that she did see Wang Hao's mother.

  [The newcomer who made a bet with us earlier, does the bet still count? funny.jpg]

[The newcomer is here, but I think it’s a bit incredible, and I still don’t quite believe it unless we see the police interrogating the case. ]

　　[That is, it doesn’t matter if handcuffs and handcuffs appear, let us see them go to the police station! ]

Netizens who have just gotten to know Mianmian as a child are still skeptical about the fact that Mianmian can see ghosts. They kept sending barrage requests, wanting to see this matter come to an end.

The police officer who happened to be present had already seen the entire room, used a walkie-talkie to contact the police station, and then said to Uncle Wang Hao: "Please, come with us to the police station to make a record. Although he is young, what he said is also very important. .”

Uncle Wang Hao, who was thinking, nodded: "Okay, we will go with you."

After answering the police, he looked at Mianmian and said: "Can you help me again? We, we will let my sister leave before 12 o'clock in the morning, okay? Whatever you want, our family will do our best to do it. .”

 As Uncle Wang Hao spoke, his knees actually buckled.

Everyone can see what Uncle Wang Hao wants to do!

Mianmian’s true fans are particularly worried.

The behavior of kneeling down is, at best, respect, but at worst, it is moral kidnapping. People who kneel are unable to do what they want to do, so they think of using this method to force others.

There is a saying that goes well: I have knelt down to beg you, but you are still unwilling to agree to me. Why are you so heartless?

The newcomers in the live broadcast room are different. Seeing Uncle Wang Hao kneeling, he secretly thought: Kneel down quickly. Kneel down and let us see what this kid will do!

They stared at the screen with excited expressions.

But to their surprise, Uncle Wang Hao’s knees did not successfully fall to the ground. The young man was sweating, his body was stiff and his legs were bent, strangely frozen in place.

These newcomers in the live broadcast room are full of questions: What's going on? Why is this different from what was expected?

 (End of this chapter)