Siheyuan: A romantic village doctor, making trouble

Chapter 307: Almost Burning Jia Zhang to Death

Just when the two sides were on the verge of a fight and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, an elderly neighbor stood up and coughed lightly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Everyone calm down and listen to me."

He slowly walked between the two of them and said earnestly,

"Yan Jiecheng, I know you are worried about losing the money, but you can't just accuse someone wrongly. Everyone knows the situation of the Jia Zhang family. They are an orphan and a widow, and their life is not easy. Besides, although Banggeng is naughty, he is not a bad person by nature. We have to give him a chance to correct his mistakes. As for the money, I think you should look for it again. Maybe you accidentally put it somewhere and forgot about it."

The old man's words were like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the anger in Yan Jiecheng's heart.

He stood there in a daze, and after thinking carefully, he realized that his memory was indeed not very good recently, and maybe he really had lost the money.

Thinking of this, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and then apologized to Jia Zhang: "I'm sorry, Jia Zhang, I may be too impulsive. I... I'll look for it again."

Although Jia Zhang was still unwilling in her heart, she saw that Yan Jiecheng had apologized, and she felt guilty, so she did not pursue the matter any further.

She sighed, took Banggeng's hand and turned back to the house, leaving only one sentence: "Be careful with your words in the future, don't wrongly accuse others."

As Jia Zhang's mother and granddaughter left, the crowd gradually dispersed.

The courtyard returned to its former tranquility, but the turmoil left a deep impression on everyone.

Yan Jiecheng returned home exhausted, his face so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it.

The third aunt looked at her son in this state and felt bad. She had just witnessed everything that happened in the yard and sighed in her heart: "Alas... since your father died, our family's life has been getting worse day by day, and now he is being bullied to the extreme!"

After hearing this, Yan Jiecheng's anger burned even more. His eyes turned red and he gritted his teeth and said, "Humph, I'm not done with her!"

The third aunt looked at her son's angry expression and said distressedly: "Jie Cheng, you must know that our family depends on you as a man now. You can't let Jia Zhang bully you!"

Yan Jiecheng nodded vigorously, indicating his agreement with his mother. He clenched his fists, and a firm look flashed in his eyes: "Mom, don't worry, I will never let Jia Zhang go easily!"

Then, Yan Jiecheng thought about the money he had lost. The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he felt. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Where did the money go?"

Suddenly, he thought of something and his eyes became sharp. "That's right, it must have been Bang Geng who did it! This guy has been a thief since he was a child. He must have stolen our money!"

Thinking of this, Yan Jiecheng's anger grew stronger, and he gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice:

"This damn old woman actually dared to steal my money!" Anger surged into his heart like a tide, making it impossible for him to calm down.

As night falls, the entire courtyard is immersed in tranquility.

Yan Jiecheng quietly walked out of the house under the cover of night and tiptoed to Jia Zhang's room.

He pushed open the door carefully, and a stale smell hit him in the face.

Yan Jiecheng tiptoed and walked gently into the room.

He looked around and found Jia Zhang and Bang Geng lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

His eyes fell on Jia Zhang's face, and a feeling of disgust surged in his heart.

Yan Jiecheng found some dry branches and leaves from outside and piled them outside Jia Zhang's door.

There was a cunning light in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a sinister smile.

Then he picked up the match, struck it lightly, and the flame jumped up instantly.

Yan Jiecheng threw the burning match into the pile of dry firewood, and the flames spread rapidly.

"Humph, I let you steal my money, today I'm going to burn you to death!"

He said viciously, his voice full of resentment and anger.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, and the raging flames licked the night sky, as if to swallow the whole world.

Thick smoke billowed in the air like ink, and the choking smell made people suffocate.

Yan Jiecheng stood in the distance, looking at the sea of ​​fire from afar, feeling a sense of revenge in his heart.

He imagined Jia Zhang trapped in the sea of ​​fire, suffering from the burning pain, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, when the flames just rose, Yan Jiecheng was so frightened that he trembled all over and his face turned as pale as paper.

Fear quickly surged into his heart and he immediately turned around and fled the scene, running back to his home.

He couldn't bear such pressure and guilt and just wanted to get away from this terrible place as soon as possible.

At this moment, Banggeng, who had been unconscious, suddenly woke up.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment in a daze.

When his eyes fell out the window, he was horrified to find that the fire outside had already reached the window and the raging flames were spreading inside.

Banggeng's heartbeat suddenly quickened and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He hurriedly shook Jia Zhang beside him, trying to wake her up: "Grandma, wake up!"

After Jia Zhang was shaken awake, before she could react, she was dragged off the bed by Bang Geng and pointed at the fire outside the window.

Jia Zhang opened her eyes wide, unable to believe what was happening before her eyes.

The two of them panicked instantly and frantically looked for a way to escape.

They shouted for help and tried to put out the flames with blankets, but the fire became more intense and could not be put out.

Other people in the courtyard were also awakened and got up to check the situation after hearing the cries for help.

Everyone ran out of the house and was surprised to find that the fire was out of control, with flames raging and devouring everything.

Everyone panicked and rushed to find tools to put out the fire.

Some brought basins of water, some picked up brooms, and some drew water from the well.

For a moment, the courtyard was filled with a tense and chaotic atmosphere.

Thanks to everyone's efforts, the fire was finally brought under control.

Jia Zhang and Bang Geng escaped the disaster and they hugged each other and cried.

Yan Jiecheng hid in the corner, watching everything happening in front of him, muttering to himself: "We let them escape this time, I will never let you go next time!" His eyes were full of hatred and unwillingness.

Jia Zhang looked at the house burned by the fire and felt sad.

The house was obviously uninhabitable and at least needed to be renovated, but Jia Zhang was simply unable to afford the cost at the moment.

She hugged Banggeng tightly, crying out in grief: "Lao Jia, Xiao Jia, come and have a look, our house has been burned down! That damn guy actually set fire to our house!"

"He will definitely get his comeuppance. He will be hit by a car and die when he goes out!"

Jia Zhang cursed angrily.

Her voice was filled with endless resentment and sadness, as if she wanted to pour out all the pain.

However, no matter how she cried, she could not change the reality.

The house is destroyed, life is in trouble, and the road ahead is full of hardships and challenges.