Chapter 2: Evildoers' Evil Will Be Rewarded
The drug is too strong.
Ye Chutang spent an hour to prepare the veterinary medicine.
She rolled over, panting, and lay on the ground.
My legs felt like they were not my own and were shaking uncontrollably.
"I didn't expect it to be so tiring. Not only are my knees swollen, but my waist is almost broken!"
After saying that, she looked at the handsome man who was unconscious beside her.
There were many scars on his body, both new and old, but the most eye-catching ones were the scratches all over his body.
Ye Chutang was too embarrassed to look at it, so he stood up and put on his pants.
"I'm going to keep my word. Starting tomorrow, I'll help you get rid of the fire poison."
After saying that, she picked up the coat that the man had left beside the cold pond and wrapped it around his hormone-filled body.
Then he carried him and activated his earth-based ability to return to the crabapple tree.
At this time, it was completely dark.
The Liu family had all died, and the village was exceptionally quiet; occasionally one could hear the sounds of farmers eating and chatting.
Ye Chutang put the unconscious Qi Yanzhou on the bed in the east wing, took off his wet coat, and hung it on the screen to dry.
Then he went to the west wing and found a set of underwear that Old Man Liu had just bought but had not worn yet, and put it on him.
I also took the opportunity to touch those tempting abdominal muscles.
As she left, she lit the oil lamp on the table in case the man woke up and couldn't see.
Ye Chutang returned to the original owner's room, lit the oil lamp, changed into clean clothes, and bandaged the wound on his forehead.
Tired and hungry, she sat at the table, took out bread and yogurt from the space, and ate while thinking about her next plan.
Should I continue to stay in the countryside and live a carefree life?
Or should I go back to Shangshu Mansion and take back everything that belongs to the original owner?
Before Ye Chutang decided which way to go, he heard a knock on the door.
"Miss Ye, are you asleep?"
She immediately recognized the voice as that of Aunt Wang from the village.
The original owner was very good at needlework, so Mrs. Liu negotiated a business deal with a cloth shop in the town.
The original owner was asked to embroider handkerchiefs for the cloth shop. The embroidery fee for one handkerchief was fifteen cents, and two were embroidered a day.
Aunt Wang's son worked as a carpenter in the town. He would come to the original owner every ten days to get the embroidered handkerchiefs, take them to the cloth shop, and then bring back twenty blank handkerchiefs for the original owner.
He earned ten cents as a delivery fee and gave the rest to Mrs. Liu.
Tomorrow is the ten-day deadline, and the original owner was supposed to give the twenty embroidered handkerchiefs to Aunt Wang this afternoon.
Unfortunately, she died in an accident and could not be delivered as promised.
Aunt Wang waited and waited but no one showed up, so she took the initiative to come to the village to look for someone.
After all, these ten cents are so easy to earn, it would be a shame to miss them.
Aunt Wang banged on the door and yelled at the top of her lungs, "Miss Ye, Miss Ye!"
It seemed as if he would wake her up even if she fell asleep.
Ye Chutang hadn't dealt with the bodies of the three members of the Liu family yet, and was worried that if he didn't open the door, Aunt Wang would call the villagers over.
She stuffed the bread into her mouth and threw the packaging bag and yogurt box into the trash can in the space.
Then, according to the original owner's memory, a bamboo basket was found on top of the wardrobe.
On the top of the bamboo basket, twenty embroidered handkerchiefs were neatly arranged.
It is a double-sided embroidery with excellent workmanship.
Ye Chutang kept one handkerchief and left the room with the remaining nineteen.
She called out from the door, "Aunt Wang, please wait a moment. I'll be right back after I put on some clothes."
After saying that, she quickly walked to the west wing, lit the oil lamp, then took out clothes from the closet and fiddled with them.
Looking at the west wing from the outside, you can see a family of three drinking from the silhouettes on the window.
Ye Chutang looked at the silhouette with satisfaction and opened the gate.
She handed the handkerchief to Aunt Wang and explained, "Madame Liu's son is here today."
As he spoke, he deliberately turned sideways so that Aunt Wang could see the situation in the west wing clearly.
When Aunt Wang saw the "family of three", she quickly blocked Aunt Wang's view.
"They are still eating and chatting now. I have been busy until now. I was so tired that I fell asleep. I forgot to hand in the handkerchief and embroidered one less. Please tell Brother Wang and the owner of the cloth shop. I'm sorry."
Aunt Wang knew that Ye Chutang was a young lady's maid, so she was not surprised by the wound on her forehead.
She sighed and asked, "Miss Ye, do you plan to live like this forever?"
Ye Chutang recalled the original owner's weak character and tried hard to squeeze out two tears.
"Aunt Wang, I am not liked by my father and my stepmother. What can I do?"
The Shangshu is a second-rank official in Beijing, so Aunt Wang dare not make any irresponsible remarks about the Ye family's affairs.
She quickly took a step back and said, "Miss Ye, I will ask Cheng'er to take your words to the owner of the cloth shop. I'm leaving first, so you should go to bed early."
"Okay, it's dark and the dew is heavy, so be careful on the road, Aunt Wang."
After Aunt Wang left, Ye Chutang immediately closed the door.
She threw the two stiff bodies at the foot of the wall into the west wing, then searched the room for anything valuable or useful and put them into the space.
Having lived in the apocalypse for more than ten years, stockpiling supplies has become her biggest hobby.
Ye Chutang took some cooking oil from the kitchen and poured it on the three bodies to help them burn.
Finally, she moved the oil lamp over the three bodies and made a simple dumping device.
About an hour later, the oil lamp fell down automatically, setting the west wing on fire and burning the three bodies to ashes.
Humph, he wanted to rape and kill the original owner, and then disguise her death as illness.
Then she would pretend that they accidentally knocked over the oil lamp after drinking and burned themselves to death!
After Ye Chutang finished the arrangements, he left the west wing.
She thought the fire would spread to the main house and kitchen, so she put all the useful things inside into the space.
After finishing her work, she went to the east wing and took the still unconscious man to the cellar behind the house and hid him.
Soon the village will catch fire and the villagers will surely come to put out the fire.
If they found a strange man in the east wing, she would not be able to explain herself.
After settling Qi Yanzhou, Ye Chutang stored all the food, vegetables and wine in the cellar into the space.
Then go back to the main room to rest.
She was so tired that she fell asleep in the blink of an eye.
More than an hour later.
Ye Chutang was awakened by the crackling sound of burning wood.
The huge firelight shone through the window, dyeing the room crimson.
She continued to lie on the bed with her eyes closed, waiting for the villagers to come and put out the fire.
About two quarters of an hour later, the eaves of the main house also caught fire, and heat waves rolled in.
By this time, the villagers had already discovered that the village was on fire, and they ran over with pots and buckets, shouting "There's a fire."
The heavy gate was quickly knocked open.
The "unconscious" Ye Chutang was rescued.
Aunt Wang pinched Ye Chutang's philtrum with one hand and patted her face with the other, "Miss Ye, wake up quickly."
Ye Chutang slowly opened his eyes and asked in confusion, "Aunt Wang, what happened?"
"Miss Ye, there was a fire in your farm. The west wing was burned down. I'm afraid that Mrs. Liu and her family of three are gone."
Ye Chutang frowned slightly, "Fire? How could it be a fire?"
After saying that, she turned her head and looked at the west wing that had been burned into ruins, her eyes full of panic.
Aunt Wang recalled the silhouette of the window she had seen earlier and guessed, "I'm afraid that Mrs. Liu and the others drank too much and accidentally knocked over the oil lamp, which led to the tragedy."
I don’t know who said, “This is what happens when evil is done.”
The villagers who heard this all agreed.
They all knew how the Liu couple tortured the original owner.
It's just that it's none of their business and no one wants to care.
Now that all three members of the Liu family are gone, it doesn't hurt for them to have some fun.
While the villagers were struggling to put out the fire, Qi Yanzhou woke up in the cellar.
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