In the darkness, flames crackled and leaped from the Song family's house, illuminating half the sky. The fire grew larger and larger, and thick smoke spread in all directions.
The villagers carried buckets and basins, filled them with water, and ran to the Song family's house to extinguish the fire.
The whole village mobilized.
From inside came the agonizing screams of the Song family members being burned alive. They saw figures engulfed in flames running wildly, but like headless flies, they couldn't find an exit. Then they collapsed to the ground, struggled a few times, and then stopped moving.
Gradually, the voices of the Song family members subsided until they disappeared, leaving only the raging fire that was devouring everything, the entire courtyard engulfed in flames.
The villagers stood at a distance with their buckets in their hands. They had done their best, and some of them even had their skin burned.
After a long silence, someone asked, "Are all the Song family members at home?"
The families nearby chimed in with their opinions.
"They're all here. Song Daming and Song Xiaoming sold everything they could in the house, and today they came back to plunder the furniture. I think I heard them yelling that they were going to sell the whole yard and the whole plot of land."
“I saw that Shen caught a chicken to stew. The whole family was eating at home. Maybe she put something in the chicken soup.”
"I overheard Mrs. Shen cursing yesterday, saying that if this family were to perish, it would be better if everyone were dead. Could it be—"
Everyone understood; it seemed that Shen had drugged the entire family and then set the house on fire.
People couldn't help but sigh, realizing that once someone becomes a gambler, they drag their entire family down into the abyss.
With her money gone, her land gone, and even her home to be sold, it's no wonder that Madam Shen didn't want to live anymore.
The Shen family members watched this scene from the crowd, their expressions even more silent than those of the other villagers.
The end of the Song family is truly shocking.
If they hadn't insisted on opposing the Qiao family from the beginning, things wouldn't have come to this.
Even if the Qiao family wasn't involved in the current events, they've sown the seeds of evil, and the situation will only spiral out of control.
These past few days, they've been hesitant, feeling a lingering resentment stuck in their hearts, but now it seems nothing is better than being alive.
Moreover, the Qiao family is large and powerful, and they have an army. Killing a few people would be easier for them than stepping on ants.
But as long as they don't cause trouble, the Qiao family won't target them.
Therefore, the Shen family's future prospects are still very promising.
In one night, the Song family's house was reduced to ruins.
The next morning, when the villagers went to check, they only found a few skeletons burned to white bones.
Everyone shook their heads. The Song family was completely wiped out. They had brought this upon themselves; it was both hateful and pathetic.
The Qiao family made no comments or gloated, maintaining a high level of composure in the face of death.
It was only during lunch that Old Man Qiao tapped his bowl and plates to emphasize this.
“If any member of the Qiao family dares to gamble, I’ll chop off their entire hand, and if they still don’t listen, I’ll chop off both of their hands.”
After they finished eating, two people came to the door: Shen Lao Da and Shen Lao Er.
"Is there something you need?" Old Mrs. Qiao asked coldly.
The Song family has all courted disaster. If the Shen family still harbors hatred, then let them be.
Anyway, the Qiao family doesn't cause trouble, but they're never afraid of trouble either.
The Song brothers also knew that the Qiao family would not invite them in.
"Aunt Qiao, we would like to buy rice and seeds from your family wholesale. We need about 2,000 catties of white rice and 300 catties of seeds. I wonder if you could do us a favor?"
"As long as you pay the right amount, selling to you is no problem. However, for some good varieties of rice, we only sell hulled rice, not the seeds. For others, we can sell the seeds," said Grandma Qiao.
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