Tiger's family never dreamed that their own house would be on fire.

The family of three immediately panicked.

"Help! Someone come quick!"

"Please save my house!"

"Help! Fire! Come quick, put out the fire!"

The three of them hurriedly started shouting.

Normally, let alone such a big fire, even if the fire had just started, all the villagers would have come out to put it out.

But today, Tiger's family called for help for a long time, but not a single person came to their aid!

Everyone stayed indoors; no one came out at all.

Tiger had no choice but to shout, "Mom and Dad, stop shouting! Let's figure out how to put out the fire ourselves!"

They said they would try to find a way, but all the buckets were in the yard, and with the fire so big, they couldn't get in at all.

Without buckets, what will we use to hold the water?

Wang Dahua plopped down on the ground, wailing and crying.

"Stop crying!"

Zhao Shunqiang was furious: "If you don't have a bucket, can't you borrow one from someone else?"

As he spoke, he rushed to his neighbor's house and knocked on the door.

No matter how hard I knocked, there was no sound from inside.

It was as if no one was home.

Tiger refused to believe it and went to another house, but the result was the same.

He had no choice but to run towards the edge of the village.

A group of villagers sat at the village entrance chatting, and they all burst into laughter, no one knew what they were talking about.

Tiger stamped his foot anxiously: "My house is on fire! You guys need to come and help!"

Everyone was taken aback.

Then someone scoffed, "Help? Help with what?"

"We helped you put out a fire at your house, are you going to report us later?"

"Who knows if the fire at your house was divine retribution for all the bad things you did?"

"Tiger, let me tell you, you've done something bad, and God is punishing you for it. If we help your house put out the fire, we might get caught up in it too!"

"Let me be frank, the silver coins that Wei Dong dug up the other day, I heard, one of them can sell for over a hundred yuan! But after you reported it, we got nothing, and now you want me to help you out?"

"We'll help you if you just give us back the silver dollars."

Everyone looked on with amusement, as if they were watching a good show.

Tiger finally understood.

These people are holding a grudge against him for reporting the silver dollar incident, and they're deliberately refusing to help him!

It's even possible that the fire was started by the villagers!

He was furious, his face turning ashen, and he demanded, "Did you set my house on fire?"

Watch your mouth!

Immediately, someone got angry: "Who set your house on fire? Just because you did something bad doesn't mean everyone else is like you and does all sorts of wrong things!"

"Exactly, who knows what caused the fire? They're trying to pin it on us. Do you have any evidence?"

The crowd glared at each other angrily.

Tiger chickened out.

He could feel the hatred everyone had for him. If they really started fighting, he would be finished!

"If you don't go back to put out the fire, your house might not even have any beams left!"

Someone made a gloating remark, and everyone immediately burst into laughter.

It wasn't until this moment that Tiger realized how foolish he had been to report the jar of silver dollars.

Now the whole village probably hates him, so it's no use saying anything now, and no one will help him.

He felt some regret, but even more resentment.

All of this is because of Li Weidong!

If it weren't for Li Weidong, how could he have ended up in this state?

Tiger secretly vowed that one day he would trample Li Weidong under his feet!

But right now, the most important thing is to find a way to put out the fire.

With no one in the village to help, the whole family had to do it all by themselves.

Even with their best efforts, the three of them couldn't put out the fire, which burned for almost an hour before being extinguished.

The house was perfectly fine, but now it's burned down to the ground, leaving not a single thing behind.

"God! How could you be so blind!"

Wang Dahua collapsed to the ground, slapping her thighs and wailing in despair.

Zhao Shunqiang was completely drained of energy. He squatted to the side, his body hunched over, looking as if he had aged several years.

He built this house when he was young and lived there for half his life. Now that he's old, it's been burned to the ground.

Not only did he lose his house, but he also lost the family fortune he had accumulated over the years. Everything had to start from scratch, and this blow almost crushed him.

Tiger's eyes were bloodshot, and the whole family was devastated as they looked at their burned-down home.

But the rest of the villagers were overjoyed.

"This is karma!"

"That's right! Zhao Huzi is so powerful. We finally got lucky and got a few silver dollars. Whether we sold them for money or kept them as family heirlooms, it would be fine. But he turned around and reported us. Now we have no silver dollars. See, karma has come back to bite us!"

"If you ask me, this fire is definitely a punishment sent down by God!"

"I can't say for sure what God will do, but who in our whole village doesn't hate him? Who knows who might have secretly started the fire!"

"Whoever it was, this is a great thing to do, it's so satisfying!"

For a time, the whole village was talking about it, and everyone was overjoyed, even more so than during the New Year.

Some of the people who were tricked by Tiger into growing mushrooms even went out of their way to buy a pound of pork to celebrate!

Zhao Xiulian also learned about this, but didn't know what to say.

Finally, he sighed and said, "Who can I blame but myself for the mess I created?"

Then he instructed Li Weidong, "Go and tell your uncle that if your eldest uncle's family comes over, don't let them in. It's best if they don't even see the old man."

"Otherwise, the old man will be furious."

Although I know that the old man was completely disappointed in his other children after that hospitalization, they are still his children after all. How could I not feel sorry for them now that they have ended up like this?

Don't let him be coaxed into spending all his money for his coffin.

Li Weidong laughed: "Okay, then I'll go tell my uncle."

...

Tiger's house burned down, leaving him nowhere to live. Zhao Shunqiang really wanted to stay with the old man, but he was a step too late for Li Weidong.

The whole family was chased away by Li Weidong's third uncle as soon as they reached the village entrance, let alone enter the house.

Finally, left with no other choice, he had to beg Li Baotian for help.

"What do you want from me?"

Li Baotian was annoyed when he saw them: "You've done too many immoral things and you're getting your comeuppance. What can I do about it?"

Tiger, no longer arrogant, said cautiously, "Village chief, we are people from Peach Blossom Valley, and now we don't even have a place to live. As the village chief, you can't just ignore us, can you?"

"If word gets out, it won't be good for our reputation, will it? We need to find a place to live before the house is built!"

Then he started acting like a scoundrel: "If you don't help me, my parents and I will stay at your house and not leave!"

Wang Dahua and Zhao Shunqiang followed suit, sitting down right in front of Li Baotian's house and refusing to move.

Li Baotian was utterly speechless: "How can there be such a logic in this world!"

"Then what do you suggest we do?"