Jiang Ye shouted anxiously: "Aunt, don't be impulsive..."
Before Jiang Ye could finish his words, he saw a fat black shadow falling next to him. Zhao Meijuan fell to the ground, splashing a huge amount of dust.
"Cough cough cough."
Jiang Ye was choked by the dust and started coughing. He stretched out his hand to clear away the dust in front of him, and at the same time he had to protect Xiaobao who was lying on the ground. He was a little flustered for a moment.
And the Wu siblings across from the dust...
"Ah... my legs."
Wu Guoliang was hit on the leg by the shovel thrown by Zhao Meijuan, and he fell to his knees with a thud. He couldn't control the pain and howled loudly.
Yao Qiyue clapped her hands and taunted Jiang's mother, the only one who was still intact in the yard:
"Look at this yard, it's all collapsed. It's not appropriate for you to stand there."
"You decide whether to pour it yourself or let me give you a ride."
Jiang's mother didn't expect that Yao Qiyue could kick the fat Zhao Meijuan away with one kick. She still couldn't figure out how Yao Qiyue suddenly became so powerful.
She was really scared now. Looking at Yao Qiyue's serious eyes, she sat down on the ground tremblingly, and then lay flat on her back with her legs spread out, without any shame at all.
Yao Qiyue took out a matchbox from her pocket and played with it casually in her hand.
"You said I set this place on fire, how confident are you that you can escape?"
Wu Guoliang covered his leg in pain. Hearing Yao Qiyue's crazy words, he couldn't help but roar: "I'll give the house back to you and we'll move out immediately.
Yao Qiyue sneered, "You bastards like you who occupy my nest and bully an orphan like me are just wasting your life."
"Why don't we die together?"
Yao Qiuyue lit the match in her hand and pretended to throw it into the oil.
Jiang's mother was frightened by Yao Qiyue's crazy actions and screamed.
"Yao Qiyue, think about Xiaobao. He's so young, can you bear to burn him to death?"
Yao Qiyue paused, and Jiang's mother thought she had loosened her grip, so her tone became more urgent.
"Don't you just want a house? We'll move out right away."
"Listen to me, I'm doing this for your own good. How could I possibly harm you?"
"You treat us like enemies, kid. Put down the fire in your hand first."
Yao Qiyue had left a deep stereotype on Jiang's mother. Although she was afraid that Yao Qiyue would go crazy, she also felt in her heart that Yao Qiyue would not dare to set a fire.
How could Yao Qiyue not understand what Jiang's mother was thinking?
She wants to use Xiaobao to threaten me now, but her plan has not worked.
Yao Qiyue lit a match and threw it onto the oil.
The fire instantly illuminated half of Yao Qiyue's face.
"ah!"
Jiang's mother couldn't bear it any longer. She screamed and fainted while holding her chest.
Wu Guoliang struggled to put out the fire, but he was kicked away unexpectedly.
Yao Qiyue stood about one meter away from the fire like a door god.
The firelight made her look like a demon.
She also looked at Wu Guoliang and his wife with a smile.
"Look, I gave you a chance but you didn't cherish it!"
"Don't you like my yard? Then why don't you be buried together?"
"Why am I so considerate?"
Wu Guoliang looked at Yao Qiyue welcoming death with a smile on her face and trembled with fear.
He really didn't expect Yao Qiyue to be so crazy. He crawled to Jiang's mother in fear and tried to wake her up.
The calmest person here was Jiang Ye, who dragged his sick body to hold Xiaobao in his arms.
He waved at Yao Qiyue, his voice unusually gentle: "Come and give us a hand. We father and son want to be closer to you."
Xiaobao also stretched out his arms and shouted to Yao Qiyue, "Mom, hold me."
Zhao Meijuan, lying on the ground, looked at Jiang Ye, who was also a little crazy, and was so scared that she crawled away, muttering: "Crazy, crazy."
"Your family is crazy."
Yao Qiyue raised her eyebrows at Jiang Ye and his son. She didn't expect Jiang Ye to be so calm in facing the crazy things she had done.
She walked slowly to Jiang Ye's side, and the fire behind her grew bigger, attracting the attention of the neighbors.
"It's on fire, put it out!"
"Go get some water and put out the fire."
The voices outside the door were running towards each other and relaying the news.
Wu Guoliang seemed to see hope, his eyes gleamed with hope, and he shouted loudly: "Help!"
"Murder! Help!"
Yao Qiyue didn't pay attention to Wu Guoliang's shouts. She touched Xiaobao's head and comforted him, "Don't be afraid."
Everyone wanted to rush into the Yao family's house to put out the fire, but they couldn't open the door.
Someone shouted into the yard, "What happened to the people inside? Why can't the door be opened?"
"If no one comes to open the door, we'll break it down."
Zhao Meijuan was very excited and shouted at the door at the top of her lungs: "Bang the door! We are being threatened! Someone come and help us!"
She no longer felt bad that the door was broken, she just wanted someone to rush in and catch the madman Yao Qiyue.
During this short half hour, her heart was in turmoil.
The clothes were soaked with cold sweat and dried thoroughly by the fire.
"Help! The fire is coming."
Zhao Meijuan was close to the fire and she was really afraid of being burned to death.
The people outside the gate heard the people in the yard crying for help and worked together to break down the gate.
The scene in the yard surprised everyone.
There was nothing wrong with the house in the courtyard, but the firewood pile was burning.
Everyone in the yard lay on the ground wailing, and no one could help put out the fire.
Yao Qiyue held Xiaobao and lay beside Jiang Ye, who was lying weakly on the ground.
The crowd had to split into two groups, one group to fetch water to put out the fire, and the other group to rescue the people in the yard.
An old lady went to help Yao Qiyue. When Yao Qiyue raised her head, she showed her beautiful face and swollen cheeks.
It's obvious that he was beaten.
The old lady felt pity and asked loudly, "Oh, isn't this Yao Qiyue, the daughter of the Yao family?"
"Didn't you marry into the Jiang family?"
Yao Qiyue looked up and searched her memory, and found that the person in front of her was her next-door neighbor, Aunt Meng.
She is also a wonderful person, and her tears come easily.
"Aunt Meng, you have to make the decision for me!"
"They're coming to steal the house my parents left me!"
Yao Qiyue wiped her tears with her sleeve and poked her face to make it look even more red and swollen.
"Look, Aunt Meng, they not only beat my husband to death, but they also beat Xiaobao and me."
"They are going to kill our family!"
"I can only set fire to lure you over to protect myself!"
Yao Qiyue cried so hard that tears welled up in her eyes, her heart broken.
Aunt Meng was filled with righteous indignation when she heard this. She grabbed Yao Qiyue's arm and said, "I'll take you to a safe place and wait."
"I'd like to see who's so brazen as to come and rob a house in broad daylight."
Yao Qiyue held Aunt Meng's hand, her voice choked with sobs and a hint of panic: "Aunt Meng..."
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