"Yes, we don't know either, we're just guessing." After saying this, the old lady looked at Lin Qiushu and asked, "Why are you asking about Crippled Wang's family matters? Do you know his son?"
Lin Qiushu could tell that everyone seemed to really hate Crippled Wang's family.
So she casually made up a reason and said, "I was scammed out of money by his son. I'm just a businessperson."
"Oh dear, you should hurry then. Maybe his son is at home."
Lin Qiushu thanked the elder and walked towards the alley.
When she reached the doorstep of Crippled Wang's house, she took a deep breath and listened—there was no movement in the courtyard. Then, she began to knock on the door.
After three knocks, suddenly a burst of footsteps was heard.
Followed by a rough male voice calling out, "Who's there? Who's knocking?"
Lin Qiushu found the voice somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.
Just as she was about to answer,
The door suddenly opened.
