"Such a big matter, we really should tell them," Aunt Qin nodded.

As they were talking, before Old Man Lu and Mrs. Chen had woken up, Li Dachui's shouts rang out again outside the courtyard of Village Chief Li's house.

"Village chief, that girl ran into the fire. The fire is too big to save her now. What should we do?"

Upon hearing this, Village Chief Li and the others were immediately overwhelmed with worry, but they still hurriedly ran out.

By the time they arrived, the fire at Jiang Qinyu's house was so large that people could feel the heat from a great distance, and no one dared to approach.

"Village chief, this..." Li Dachui stared wide-eyed, at a loss for words.

Village Chief Li shook his head. "If she wants to die, no one can stop her. We'll tell her the truth when Old Lu's wife wakes up."

Chen Xiuer's attempt to harm others failed, and she rushed into the fire to commit suicide. All he could say was that those who harm others and themselves are better off dead.

After saying that, he looked at Lu Yancai's house and asked, "Did you manage to steal everything from Lu Lao Er's family?"

“They’ve all been moved out, and they’re placed in a row away from A-Zheng’s things,” Li Dachui said immediately.

Lu Yancai's family went back to Ma's parents' home for the Chinese New Year this year and will not return until the third day of the Lunar New Year.

"Alright, let someone keep an eye on it and make sure the fire doesn't spread to other places." Village Chief Li glanced at the fire and then walked back.

Fortunately, the houses in the village were not built in a continuous line. Only the Chen family's and Old Lu family's old houses were next to each other, while the other houses were some distance apart. Otherwise, tonight would have been really difficult.

...

Jiang Qinyu received the letter seven days later.