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I'm Wang Mei, an ordinary young woman. I work in the city, and although I am not rich, I can barely make ends meet. My parents are both in the countryside, and they have done a lot for the education of our three sisters. I have two older sisters, and they are already married, and their lives are happy. However, my family story was not as good as it could be.
After my father died, my mother lived a simple life alone in the countryside. I always wanted to repay my mother for raising us, so I decided to buy her a small house. Although this house is not large, it is a good place to live in our countryside. I thought that my mother could live more comfortably and with more peace of mind.
Six months later, a strange man came to my door, claiming to be a distant relative of my mother. He said he heard that I had bought a house for my mother and wanted to come and see it, so he asked if he could buy it. I felt a little strange because my mom never mentioned this person. I politely declined him and told him that I bought the house for my mom and wasn't going to sell it.
The man didn't look angry, but smiled and said, "Young man, I always feel so sorry for my parents, but there are still many selfless people in this world. I was a little displeased, because I thought there was a hint of sarcasm in his words. I was even more sure of my decision and was reluctant to sell the house to such a stranger.
Seeing that I was resolute, the man didn't say anything more, and turned to leave. I wondered why this person knew about my mother's house, and his attitude made me feel uncomfortable.
When I got home, I told my mom about it. When my mother heard this, she looked a little nervous, saying that she didn't know this person and hadn't heard of him. We all thought it was strange and didn't know how this person knew about it.
A few days later, I received a phone call from a woman on the other end of the line, who claimed to be the man's wife. She said that her husband was very touched when he heard that I had bought a house for my mother and wanted to ask me to meet to express his gratitude. I was a little confused, but politely agreed.
When we met, the woman greeted me warmly and thanked me for my help to their family. I responded politely and asked a few things about their family. She told me that they had come from out of town, had just settled in our city, and that they didn't know much about the surrounding area. Listening to the tone of her voice, it seems that she is not familiar with the situation here with us.
After chatting for a while, I took the initiative to mention the house, saying that I bought it for my mother and didn't plan to sell it. When the woman heard this, she showed a hint of displeasure, but still smiled and said, "It's great that young people always feel sorry for their parents. ”
I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, and I felt that the attitude of this woman and that man was a little weird. When I got home, I told my mom that I had seen the man's wife, and she looked even more nervous and said that we should be careful and not trust strangers. I understand that, after all, our community is not very safe, so it's better to be careful.
Over the next few days, I took a look around and noticed that the man and his wife seemed to be particularly concerned about our family. A few times I've seen them outside passing by our door, as if looking at something. I began to feel a little uneasy that this might not be easy.
A few days later, I received a phone call from the man at home. He was a little nervous and asked if I could meet again. I hesitated, but finally agreed. I wondered what he was trying to say.
We met at a café and he looked a little nervous, but he seemed to hide some anticipation. He talked about the situation of their family, saying that they had come from another city and hoped to settle here. He said that when he heard that I had bought a house for my mother, he was very touched and wanted to express his gratitude to me.
I listened to his words, and I was a little puzzled. I asked him how he would have known about it, and he laughed and said that his friend had told him. I felt a little strange because I hadn't made it public in my circle of friends. He also said that their family's financial situation was not very good, and they wanted to buy this house as their home. His words made me feel a little moved, but I still insisted that I bought this house for my mother and did not plan to sell it.
He listened to my answer, looking a little lost, but still smiled and said, "Young man, it is really touching to always be so filial. His tone struck me as unnatural, as if there was something hidden in the unknown.
When I got home, I told my mom about the meeting. After hearing this, my mother looked even more nervous and said that we should be careful with this man and not easily believe his words. I also felt that this man's behavior was a little strange and decided to be vigilant.
Over the next few days, I noticed that the man and his wife were often seen around our house, as if looking for something. I began to feel a little uneasy that this might not be easy. I decided I wanted to take some steps to keep myself and my family safe.
A few days later, I decided to go to the police station with my mom to report that the strange man and his wife's behavior had upset us. After listening to our narration, the police said that they would step up patrols in our vicinity, and at the same time advised us to remain vigilant and not to come into contact with strangers easily.
When I got home, I discussed it with my mom and decided to increase the safety measures at home. We installed surveillance cameras and reinforced doors and windows to ensure the safety of our families.
However, it didn't end there. A few days later, I received a package with a letter and a bank card inside. The letter reads: "Thank you for your help to our family, this is a little heart, please accept it." "When I opened my bank card, I saw that there was a lot of money on it. I was a little shocked and didn't know what to do.
After discussing with my mother, we decided to donate the money to those in need as a good deed. At the same time, I replied to the man's letter, thanking him for his kindness, but firmly refused to accept his gift. I told him we didn't need his money and hoped he would understand.
In the days that followed, the situation in our neighborhood gradually calmed down, and the man and his wife were never seen again. I think it may have been a misunderstanding, but I'm still a little confused about their behavior.
This incident made me more aware of the importance of family and the importance of caring and kindness to strangers. I decided to cherish every moment with my family even more, and at the same time learn to keep myself and my family safe.
After some time, life gradually returned to peace. My mom and I felt reassured that this strange man and his wife might just be out of a momentary misunderstanding or good intentions, and not malicious.
However, one night, I received a strange phone call. A man's voice came from the other end of the line, claiming to be the man's brother. He said he knew I had bought a house for his brother and thanked me for helping his brother's family. I wondered how this man knew about this.
I talked to him for a while, and he told me that his brother's family was not doing very well financially and that he hoped to be able to buy the house. I remembered my previous experience and felt a little uneasy, but I politely rejected his request, insisting that I bought the house for my mother and did not plan to sell it.
After hearing this, the man looked a little disappointed, but he still smiled and said, "Young man, it is really touching to always be so filial. His tone was similar to that of the man and his wife before me, and it made me feel a little uneasy.
When I got home, I told my mom about the call. Mom's expression became more serious when she heard this, and she said that we must be careful with this stranger and not take their word for it. I also felt that things were getting more and more complicated and decided to be more vigilant and ensure the safety of my family.
As time went on, the man's brother contacted me again and offered to pay a higher price for the house. I hesitated, but ultimately refused his request. I think this matter has gone beyond simple buying and selling, and there may be more complex motives behind it.
After discussing it with my mother, I decided to tell the police about the incident, hoping to get some help and advice. The police said they would continue to step up patrols around us, while advising us to remain vigilant and not to easily trust the kindness of strangers.
This incident made me more vigilant and made me cherish the affection and relationship between my family members even more. I hope to be able to get through this difficult time safely, and at the same time, I hope to be able to seek more help and support from the police.
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