Chapter 697 Returning to Before Liberation

Chapter 697 Returning to Before Liberation

What the hell?

What do you mean I run fast? Are you, Jia Zhang, still a human being?

The third aunt was so angry with Jia Zhang that she even wanted to hit Jia Zhang on the head with a basin.

I saved your life with kindness and helped your family put out the fire, and you want me to be the scapegoat?

Even though she had lived for decades, the third aunt was still shocked by Jia Zhang's shamelessness.

I knew you were shameless, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless!

"You are trying to push me into the fire pit!"

The third aunt kicked away Jia Zhang, who was clinging to her thighs, and resisted the urge to give her a few basins of soup, and took a few steps back in disgust.

Jia Zhang noticed the disgusted look in the third aunt's eyes and was so angry that she almost cursed.

What do I mean by pushing you into the fire? I'm just asking you for a favor. If you don't want to help, then don't help. Why are you cursing at me?

If this happened under normal circumstances, Jia Zhang would definitely jump up and have a fight with the third aunt!

Fortunately, people from the yard arrived in time and the fire was put out ten minutes later. There were more than twenty people participating in the firefighting, who took turns pouring water on the roof and the house, so that the fire was controlled within the Jia family and did not affect the surrounding neighbors at all.

But the fire was out, but the Jia family suffered a great loss.

Not to mention whether there is money left in the house, just replacing furniture, buying mattresses, and repairing the house is a considerable expense.

Fortunately, Jia Dongxu did not wait too long before calling for help to put out the fire, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. In serious cases, even the entire yard would be affected.

"Ah~! Ah~!!!"

"Damn it! How did it catch fire? How can we survive?"

"Lao Jia! Lao Jia, please take me away!"

Looking at the burnt black house and the water all over the floor, Jia Zhang collapsed to the ground and wailed desperately.

Although Jia Zhang started calling him "Old Jia" in front of everyone again, no one in the courtyard had the heart to report her.

It was already so miserable. If she was arrested and sent to labor camp again, they were worried that Jia Zhang would be unable to get over it and hang herself in the yard.

"Old Jia, how are we going to survive? We have no money and almost lost our house. I might as well go back to labor camp!"

"Old Jia! Old Jia!"

When Jia Zhang thought about how hard the Jia family had worked to save up so much money, her heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife and she almost fainted from the pain.

Not only was the money gone, but repairing the house would cost at least a hundred dollars.

"Ah, Dad, Dad, please come back soon and take a look!"

In order to avoid arousing Jia Zhang's suspicion, Jia Dongxu also started shouting while holding the stick.

To be honest, seeing the miserable situation at home, Jia Dongxu suddenly regretted his decision, but since things had come to this point, it was impossible to turn back, and he could only go on to the end.

The house can be renovated and the bed can be bought a new one, but if the stealing of money is discovered, not only will you be scolded, but you will also lose face in front of everyone in the hospital.

Therefore, even if he regretted it, Jia Dongxu would not show it.

“Ah~ah~ah~ah~~”

The stick in his arms also started howling. Although he didn't know what had happened, the chaotic scene really scared him.

The three aunts looked at the Jia family members sitting on the ground and screaming, and they looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Before, Jia Zhang always spoke ill of Qin Huairu in the courtyard, saying that she was a jinx and that nothing good had happened to her since she came to the Jia family.

But now it seems that Qin Huairu may not be the jinx.

Many of the bad things that happened to the Jia family were caused by Jia Zhang herself, and today's fire was even more unbelievable. Just as the labor reform ended, the house caught fire right after. It was really unbelievable.

Some people in the courtyard even suspected that Jia Zhang was summoning ghosts all day long, but she failed to summon old Jia and instead summoned some other unclean things.

Otherwise, why would the house catch fire out of nowhere?

As to whether it was arson, people in the courtyard felt that the possibility was not high. The only possible person, Xu Damao, had already gone out to work, and other people in the courtyard did not have such a big conflict with the Jia family.

After much guessing, no one suspected Jia Dongxu who was sitting on the ground and screaming.

"Well, Jia Zhang, stop crying. The fire is out now. Go check if your money has been burned. If you are lucky, it won't be burned!"

The three aunts, who were annoyed by the howling of the three people, could not help but remind them, but at the same time they could not help complaining in their hearts, "When the fire just started, you rushed in desperately, but now that the fire is out, you are sitting on the ground crying for your parents."

Isn't this just pure brain disease?

After being reminded, Jia Zhang was stunned for two seconds, then jumped up from the ground with a bang.

"Money, my money!"

While yelling, he rushed into the house.

Seeing this, the onlookers in the yard were not in a hurry to leave. They also wanted to know how much the Jia family had lost.

If the loss is big, will this crazy woman ask them to borrow things again?

Or, go to the street office to apply for donations? ?

If it had happened before, the street office would definitely not agree to the donation, but given the current situation, it is hard to say for sure.

Just as I was thinking about it, there came from the house the sound of slaughtering a pig.

The bed that Jia Zhang usually slept on had been burned to a bare frame; the quilt, straw mat and everything else on the bed were all gone.

Not only that, Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu's beds, the wardrobe in their home, and a table were also burned. It was a mess and the losses were heavy.

"Ah, I can't live anymore, I can't live anymore!!!"

Jia Zhang felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe. She collapsed to the ground and rolled around in circles.

"Third Aunt, what's going on?"

"Why did our house catch fire out of nowhere?"

At this time, Qin Huairu, who hurried out of the steel rolling mill, saw the house that was still smoking, and was completely stunned.

No, she had just been out for a short time, how come the house caught fire?

"Oh, we don't know either..." The third aunt sighed and briefly recounted what had just happened, emphasizing the process of everyone in the yard working together to put out the fire.

Unfortunately, Qin Huairu simply ignored all of this and simply thanked the people in the courtyard.

"Qin Huairu, why did you come back just now?"

Suddenly, Jia Zhang ran out of the house angrily and slapped Qin Huairu without any reason.

"Snapped!"

"Do you know that I was almost burned to death just now? What are you thinking, you damned bastard? Do you want me to die sooner?"

Jia Zhang looked at Qin Huairu with triangular eyes and bared her teeth, cursing at her.

After scolding her, he still felt unsatisfied, so he raised his arm and wanted to slap Qin Huairu a few more times.

A fire brought the Jia family back to the time before liberation. Jia Zhang was extremely furious, but she couldn't vent her anger on the people in the yard, nor on Jia Dongxu who had a crippled leg, and certainly not on her precious grandson.

The only one who can be bullied is Qin Huairu.