Chapter 334: Arson
After beating the man, Xia Zhizhi folded her arms, sat back in her chair, crossed her legs, and hooked her feet.
The Song family had never seen such a ridiculous behavior before. The whole family was stunned. Even Song Zhili, who was standing next to them, forgot to eat.
After all, this was not the first time Song Zhili had come into contact with Xia Zhizhi. He had met her many times when he was in the army. His impression of Xia Zhizhi was that she was a little white flower, weak in body, a little coquettish, but with a good personality and talent.
I didn't expect her to suddenly strike out with a powerful punch.
Everyone stared at Xia Zhizhi in a daze. After a long while, Ma Chun finally reacted. He rushed to Song Zhijie who was lying on the ground and began to shake him vigorously: "Zhijie, Zhijie, poor child!"
Old Lady Song also reacted, patting her thigh and began to cry: "My poor sister Wang Fang, why did you die so early? If you hadn't died early, my life wouldn't be so hard. I worked hard to help you raise your grandson. Even if I didn't have any credit, I still worked hard. I didn't expect that this grandson would marry a she-devil. I'd rather die than go with you!"
Song Zhijie was young after all, and he slowly came to his senses after only two punches and being shaken by Ma Chun.
His face was covered with blood from his nose, and he looked very pitiful. Ma Chun hugged him distressedly and began to cry: "This is unjust. How can a girl from a good family dare to lay hands on her fiancé in her future husband's house?!"
Xia Zhizhi didn't like what she said, so she went up and gave Ma Chun a slap on the face: "Watch your words, you said this is my future in-laws' home, and since it's mine, of course I can do whatever I want with it."
Ma Chun didn't notice and was hit hard. He covered his face with his eyes wide open, and then screamed at Song Yong beside him: "Are you dead? Just watching others beat your woman like this?"
The men of the Song family are good at hiding. Song Yong, who had been sitting quietly by the side, had no choice but to stand up and say to Xia Zhizhi, "What on earth do you want to do?"
Xia Zhizhi spread her hands and said, "Uncle Song, I don't like what you said. Of course, I just want to cultivate my relationship with you guys!"
The whole family was trembling with anger at her shameless behavior.
Song Zhijie has been spoiled since childhood and has never suffered such hardship.
這還是他有記憶以來，頭一回挨揍呢，眼淚鼻涕和鼻血糊了一臉，坐在地上，可憐兮兮的抓着自已奶奶的褲腿：“奶，我不要娶這個母夜叉，我不要！”
Old Lady Song seemed to be really distressed about him, and immediately hugged him and coaxed him: "Don't marry her, don't marry her. With her character, don't even think about setting foot in our Song family's door in the future!"
Xia Zhizhi's face, which was originally full of smiles, instantly fell silent when she heard them say that. She looked at Old Man Song with an ambiguous expression, "Master Song, you came to ask for this marriage, so you can't just say no."
Old man Song was already old, and he was pressed by the big table, but he didn't lie on the ground to cheat her of her money, because people these days didn't have that awareness.
He held his waist with an extremely ugly expression. Before he could even open his mouth, the old woman shouted, "Who is your grandpa? We in the Song family don't have a granddaughter-in-law like you. Get out!"
Xia Zhizhi's face fell completely. Under the puzzled gazes of the Song family, she took out a match from her pocket, lit a candle, and said slowly: "I'm putting it here. Whether this marriage takes place or not is not up to you. Unless I don't want you, you can't escape from my palm."
The flickering candlelight reflected her face, which was clearly extinguished, but seemed a bit permeable. Xia Zhizhi sneered: "Just accept your fate. In this life, you are my people in life and my ghosts in death."
After saying this, she held up the candle and lit up all the curtains and newspapers on the walls.
The Song family.
The Song family was stunned.
In winter, the weather is dry and the curtains and newspapers are flammable, so a small flame would start immediately.
The Song family screamed shrilly and cried as they ran out of the house.
Xia Zhizhi stood at the door with her arms folded, trying to persuade them all to go back.
She got used to it, and she didn't let Song Zhili, who came over with a bowl to ask her for some leniency, go. She raised her hand and gave him a big slap, and his bowl flew away: "Go back, a family must be complete, no one can be left behind!"
Song Zhili is over 1.80 meters tall, and he has developed a muscular body while in the army. Although he is not very old now, one can tell that he has the appearance of a rough guy.
Although Song Zhili is a few months younger than Song Zhijie, he looks more mature and appears older than the fair, clean, handsome and gentle Song Zhijie.
Even the strongest member of the family didn't dare to break through Xia Zhizhi's defense.
The Song family members showed shock and fear in their eyes.
What the fuck is this?!
Old man Song stared at her with a pale face, not knowing what this powerful little beast ate to grow up.
The old man covered his mouth and coughed hard: "Let us out quickly, or we will get angry!"
Xia Zhizhi said very coldly: "You are my future in-laws. You are not allowed to go anywhere without my permission."
The fire was getting bigger and bigger. The Song family members couldn't stop coughing in the thick smoke. Song Zhijie was still young and didn't want to die. He looked at Xia Zhizhi who was blocking the door with a pleading expression: "Let us pass. You, you are killing people. It's against the law!"
Xia Zhizhi put her hands on her hips and said fearlessly: "It's against the law, but since you don't want to be my relatives, I will turn you into my ghosts today!"
Song Family: ...
Are you crazy?
Song Zhijie showed a desperate expression and screamed: "I will marry you, I will marry you, please let us out, please!"
Xia Zhizhi crossed her arms and looked at him with disdain: "Tsk, I thought you were so determined."
She then turned around, opened the door, picked up a bench, and walked out slowly.
The Song family hurriedly fetched water to put out the fire.
The house was made of bricks. Xia Zhizhi had set the fire premeditatedly. She had chosen the places to set fire, and the fire would not affect other places in a short time.
After all, she just wanted to torment these people, not to kill them immediately.
So even though the fire looked big, it was just the smoke from burning paper and cloth, and it could be put out by pouring a few basins of water on it.
Xia Zhizhi sat on a bench, eating melon seeds, and watched the Song family work together to put out the fire.
After the fire was out, the group sat on the ground exhausted and helpless.
Except for Song Zhili, he was from the army after all, and his physical strength was better than others, but not much better. After all, he was the main force to put out the fire, and the others were just fumbling back and forth, which was purely a waste of time and effort.