Ning Zhi's new house and the Song family are neighbors, but there is an open space of dozens of meters in between.

When they left to send them home, the Yun family and Ning Dayuan bent down and bowed solemnly to Song Lao: "Uncle Song, thank you for taking in during this time, it's really troublesome for you." ”

"Nothing." Song Lao smiled and waved his hand kindly: "If I have to say thank you, I should thank you, since you came to the house, Ah Bai's smile has also increased, if you want to come in the future, come to live again." ”

At the beginning, he took them to live at home, in addition to his own kindness, more for his little grandson.

His grandson seems to be gentle to others, but in fact, he is alienated and indifferent in his bones, and it is rare to treat Ning Zhi's family differently.

"Definitely." Yun responded politely.

Ning Zhi waved at them step by step: "Grandpa Song, brother of the Song family, let's go." ”

Song Shenbai didn't seem to hear it, stood still and didn't move, quietly watching their backs, picking a rose flower at random with his fingertips, and when he spread his palm again, the petals had been crushed.

He lowered his eyebrows and fell to the ground.

Old Song grabbed the crutches in his hand, as if he had seen through everything, and his eyes smiled: "Ah Bai, but you are reluctant to let them go?" ”

"Nope!" Song Shenbai said word by word, turned around and entered the house.

Song Lao did not expose his lies, and glanced at the crushed petals on the ground with a smile.

That night, sleeping on his own kang, Ning Zhi rarely had insomnia.

The night in the countryside was silent, the mountain wind swept through the window eaves, and Ning Zhi's small body turned over and over, always feeling restless.

She held her heart in place, gasped, and simply sat up, and was about to get off the kang to find some water to moisten her throat, but she heard the footsteps of Si Si Suosuo.

Ning Zhi held her breath, her ears pressed against the wall, listening to the sounds outside.

Outside, the distant mountains overlap and the treetops sway, the dark clouds cover the moon, and the night is dark like ink.

Two ill-intentioned figures were moving towards the corner of Ning Zhi's house.

One of them had a fire breaker in his hand, and the other had hay to start a fire.

They are not outsiders, they are Ning Laosan and Ning Laosi.

Under the shadow of the swaying tree, Ning Laosan lowered his voice, and when he thought of what he was going to do next, his teeth trembled lightly: "Fourth brother, do we really want to do this?" ”

"Don't you want to avenge your mother and my family's wealth?" Ning Laosi indifferently asked him: "Don't you hate Ning Dayuan, who is a wild farmer living in a new house?" ”

"Of course I hate!" Speaking of this, Ning Laosan's face was almost black and almost merged with the night.

"Then what nonsense are you!" Ning Laosi stepped forward, hid under the window eaves, and motioned to him: "Hurry up and light the fire!" ”

Ning Laosan no longer hesitated to obey the order and stepped forward, lighting the fire fold, faint flames, glowing with cold.

Don't look at the house is made of bricks, but the windows, internal compartments, and beams are wooden, especially the windows, which are covered with oiled paper, which is the most flammable, and if it is lit, it will be out of control.

This is not only trying to burn down the house, but also wanting their lives!

Ning Zhi's face sank instantly, his clenched fingertips were white, and the corners of his forehead were bruised, and he was about to go out to catch the two thieves who set the fire, but he heard another wail from outside the house.

"Fire, fire! It hurts! ”

In the thick night, Ning Laosi, who was on fire, jumped three feet high.

It turned out that when the two of them lit the fire, Ning Laosan's hands trembled, and the fire fold fell on Ning Laosi's body without lighting the hay, and the flames immediately devoured his clothes like a beast.

From a distance, it looks like a flaming fireball.