Siheyuan: How the Little People Live

Ye Wenwu naturally recognized the secretary of Zhangjiazhuang, but the secretary of Zhangjiazhuang was a relatively low-key person. However, if anyone thought that he was very easy to bully, they were wrong, and they were very wrong.

Being able to become the secretary of a village and without any of the village chief and the directors under him making trouble, doesn’t it prove that this secretary is no ordinary secretary?

Now that the secretary had spoken, both Grandfather Zhang Yourong and the village director's faces changed.

It seems that the arsonist this time really hit the secretary's aorta. You know, the secretary seldom intervenes in village affairs, but if he really wants to, no one can stop him.

Ye Wenwu had just said that this matter was caused by his sister-in-law and his third nephew. Logically, out of consideration for his position as the village chief, he would have said less, but now...

It must be said that the villagers were quite concerned about this matter. The village committee members following behind were all farmers from the fields, and they were also quite familiar with the direction of each intersection.

They knew very well that since the other party had set the fire, they must be preparing to escape.

If we go over there in a swagger, the other party may have already disappeared.

However, because Ye Wenwu built the houses of his eldest uncle and second uncle in relatively remote places, if they were close to the village, the crisscrossing alleys might have allowed the arsonist to escape.

But now the surroundings are very empty. As long as we control a few intersections, we can definitely wait and catch those who set the fire secretly.

Ye Wenwu did not follow them. He checked many routes during the day to make sure that the arsonist would not be able to escape.

But it was pitch black in the night and he was unfamiliar with the place. He didn't want to not only fail to catch the thief but also get injured, thus causing others to laugh at him.

After a while, loud screams were heard from the front.

The village chief and the secretary looked at each other. They knew that the twenty or so people in the village must have caught the arsonist.

"Let's go and see if this is the master."

The secretary and the village chief both walked forward, and Ye Wenwu followed his great-grandfather alone.

. . . . .

Ye Wenwu's grandmother Liu Xiaocui and his third uncle Zhang Liming sneaked to the new site that Ye Wenwu had chosen for his second uncle and eldest uncle to build a house.

Seeing the piles of wood that had become as high as a small mountain, Grandma Liu Xiaocui's eyes became red. If the money earned from the wood was given to them, their family would have to eat so many meals of meat to earn the money back.

However, she knew that this place was guarded by someone, so she looked around. When she saw her eldest son, he seemed to be holding his stomach and ran to the side.

At this time she knew that the laxative she had administered had been successful, and she quickly called her third son.

"Limin, wait a minute. Let's each take a piece of this wood and light it. Then you can just lie at home every day without any hassle."

When my third uncle Zhang Liming heard this, his eyes sparkled with anger. Life in the past few days had been very stressful for him, and the key point was that the work in the fields had not been completed yet.

Now hearing his mother say this, he was quite moved. After all, as long as his eldest and second brothers came back, they would take care of the fields and land he needed to cultivate.

This way, he wouldn't have to do physical work, nor would he be scolded by his wife at home.

"Mom, even though my eldest brother has gone to the bathroom just now, if we light it like this, will it be extinguished?"

Third uncle Zhang Liming knew that although he could light the fire quickly, his eldest brother only had diarrhea after all. If he saw the fire, he would definitely rush back. By then, the fire would be too small to burn much wood.

Unexpectedly, Grandma Liu Xiaocui took out a glass bottle from her arms.

"Son! Look what this is? How can I not be prepared when I come?"

Zhang Limin used the faint moonlight to illuminate the glass bottle in his mother's hand and shouted in surprise:

"Mom, you're not going to send my dad's wine back!"

He was also a little surprised. After all, if there was alcohol, the fire might have been bigger.

Liu Xiaocui rolled her eyes at her youngest son.

"Son, why can't you guess it? Your father is such a stingy person. If I steal his wine, he will fight me to death. This is the kerosene I got from the commune during the day."

"With kerosene, the fire was so big that even if they poured water on it, it would be useless. I can already imagine that they could only try their best and watch the wood in front of them burn."

Second uncle Zhang Liming did not expect that his mother Liu Xiaocui actually brought a bottle of kerosene. Sure enough, everything had been prepared in advance. Of course, he was also a little nervous in his heart.

Then Grandma Liu Xiaocui poured all the kerosene she had brought with her onto the wood in front of her.

My third uncle Zhang Liming brought some slightly dry branches and leaves from the side and covered the wood with them.

What they didn't know was that in the distance there was a pair of eyes staring at them, with traces of blood and drops of tears in the eyes.

So this is the person who just went to the toilet, Ye Wenwu’s uncle Zhang Liguo thought.

They felt something was wrong after dinner that night. The main reason was that most of the food was given to the children. Children have weak constitutions and do not have much resistance. They just kept pooping.

Uncle Zhang Liguo originally thought that his children were sick and wanted to take them to the health center in the commune immediately.

Fortunately, Ye Wenwu noticed the clues. Since his physique was modified by the system, it did not have much impact on him. However, he still ended up going to the toilet seven or eight times.

Everyone thought that the food at home was spoiled, or that everyone had diarrhea because they ate something unclean, but Ye Wenwu didn't think so.

After all, when he first came here, he often ate and drank here, but he had never seen this situation. Moreover, based on what happened to his uncle Zhang Liguo before, Ye Wenwu was somewhat certain that someone might have given him a laxative.

Then everyone gathered together to make some deductions and decided not to make the matter public.

This is also why my uncle Zhang Liguo could hide in the back and observe the two people who were setting fire in front from a distance after using the toilet.

Uncle Zhang Liguo now wanted to pounce on them and catch them, but he knew who they were.

No matter what the reason was, at least he couldn't do anything and could only watch from afar.

Grandma Liu Xiaocui and my third uncle Zhang Liming had already completed the preliminary work. They quickly hid in the corner, lit a flame with a match and threw it on the wood.

If the wood was made of normal stone, it would be difficult to burn. However, with the preparation of his grandmother Liu Xiaocui and his third uncle Zhang Liming, the flames appeared on the wood and soon formed a raging fire.

As soon as the wood was lit, the two of them immediately began to prepare to escape.

But under the light of the burning flames, grandma Liu Xiaocui and third uncle Zhang Liming seemed to see a lot of people running towards them from a distance. They were so scared that they started running immediately without even bothering to light another pile of wood.

Unfortunately, there were so many people coming that my grandmother Liu Xiaocui and my third uncle Zhang Liming ran around but were still caught by the people behind them.

When Ye Wenwu, the village head and the secretary arrived, he saw that his grandmother Liu Xiaocui and his third uncle Zhang Liming were both tied up and kneeling on the ground.

Especially grandma Liu Xiaocui's unruly appearance. Even when she was caught, she was not at all panicked and was very arrogant.

On the contrary, his third uncle Zhang Liming, who was standing next to him, had never seen such a scene in the group before, and was so scared that he started to wet his pants. Although everyone gathered around, no one went to put out the fire directly.

Looking at the raging fire in front of her, Grandma Liu Xiaocui's face showed a hint of satisfaction and she burst into laughter.

"Hahahahahaha, I was the one who set the fire, so you guys should put it out."

Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to put out the fire. After all, the fire was quite big, and with their years of experience, they knew that the fire could be put out.

Ye Wenwu's expression did not change at all. Others might not know whether these woods were real or fake, but he, Ye Wenwu, had told his uncles yesterday that the woods bought from the lumberyard were actually hollow, or some useless wood with only a good appearance.

Although these woods are waste materials and some useless woods, the total cost is less than 50 yuan, but it is still quite a lot.

"Grandma, do you know why I am standing here so quietly instead of rushing over to put out the fire?"

Ye Wenwu stood in front of his grandmother Liu Xiaocui and said calmly.

"Because these woods are all fake or useless, I am not worried at all. I feel it is worth it to use such a small amount of wood to trick out a mastermind like you."

The people who were surrounding the fire and not trying to put it out looked at each other in bewilderment. The main reason they did not try to put out the fire was that the fire was too big and even if they did, not many flames could be saved.

Moreover, it is pitch dark here, which makes casualties more likely to occur.

But now it’s different. The arsonist has been caught by them. By then, all of Ye Wenwu’s wood will have been burned, but it won’t be a problem. At most, the arsonist can just compensate Ye Wenwu at the original price.

But what they didn't expect was that these woods were actually waste materials, and they looked at Ye Wenwu with some admiration.

When the secretary saw that it was these two people, he sighed and shook his head, especially when he smelled the urine smell on his third uncle Zhang Liming. If it hadn't been dark, Zhang Liming might have been infamous for eternity.

The great grandfather Zhang Yourong standing by was even more upset. He had originally held out a glimmer of hope that it might not be his sister-in-law and his third nephew.

But the reality did give him a big question mark, and Ye Wenwu had indeed guessed it right, that this might have been done by his third brother.

But today, when he saw that his third brother Zhang Youheng did not come, he felt relieved. He didn't know how to face his younger brother, and he really didn't know how to face his dead old father later.