The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 147 Fire
The night is as dark as ink, and everything is silent.

"boom!"

The fire snake suddenly shot up, fueling the flames with oil, and instantly ignited a sea of ​​fire.

A dark shadow flashed and disappeared in the firelight.

The crackling flames and the unique smell of burning kerosene awakened the sleeping people.

"on fire."

"Come and put out the fire!"

Two screams startled the entire village.

Shang Wan suddenly opened her eyes and subconsciously looked in the direction from which the sound came, taking in all the exclamations, running sounds, and the crackling of the flames.

Something bad happened before tomorrow even arrived.

"I'll go take a look." Shang Wan put on her coat, pressed Lu Chengjing, who was also about to get up, back down, and opened the door to go out.

A sudden clap of thunder echoed in the sky, clouds surged, and huge raindrops pounded down heavily, striking the wooden roof with a pattering sound.

Heavy rain poured down, and the fire gradually subsided.

The villagers stood in the rain, carrying buckets and basins, staring blankly at the houses that had been burned to almost nothing but ashes, and wiped the rain off their faces.

Is the Gao family having a run of bad luck? The people are dead, and now even the house is going to die.

"Thank goodness it rained, the fire is finally out."

"How could a fire suddenly start when neither cooking nor lighting is being done?"

"Who knows? As long as the fire is out, that's fine. It's still raining, everyone should go home and come back tomorrow."

The villagers walked back in twos and threes, all soaked to the bone, but still holding buckets or basins on their heads.

Shang Wan stood at a distance with a large leaf on her head, thinking to herself that this was truly a timely rain.

She only guessed that something bad would happen to the village, but she didn't expect that the Gao family would be the one to suffer the misfortune.

The raindrops pounded on the ground, stirring up an earthy smell that masked the lingering kerosene odor in the air.

Someone deliberately set fire to the Gao family's house.

"Arson?" Lu Chengjing took a clean cloth to wipe the ends of Shang Wan's hair that were wet from the rain. Hearing this, his brows furrowed slightly. "Does the Gao family have some other evidence?"

“I already looked through it before, but I didn’t find anything useful.” Shang Wan shrugged. “Even if there was, it’s all burned now.”

Lu Chengjing's brows furrowed even more.

Shang Wan yawned. "Let's go to sleep first. We can go to the Gao family tomorrow and maybe we'll find something."

That's the only way. Lu Chengjing replied, "Okay."

The heavy rain continued until morning, with raindrops pattering down relentlessly.

The He family master and apprentice wanted to go home during the rain. Shang Wan asked Shi Tou to hitch up the oxcart, intending to take them back to the city, but since Gao Yan knew how to drive an oxcart, Shi Tou didn't need to make the trip.

The four packed a few things and, braving the heavy rain, drove the oxcart into the city.

On a rainy day, you can't see anything in the ruins, but Shang Wan's efforts weren't in vain. Instead, she leaned against the door and played with the two children.

Xiao Huan set up a table next to her and started tailoring new clothes for Yuan Yuan.

Chu Xu has been wearing Lu Chengjing and Shi Tou's old clothes these days. They are too long in every way and don't fit him at all, which is a real hardship for the young master.

Fortunately, Shang Wan had some fabric that was suitable for boys, so Xiao Huan decided to make two sets for Chu Xu as well.

Shi Tou was engrossed in memorizing a medical book, but whenever he tried to slack off, Lu Chengjing would immediately notice. With a casual glance, Shi Tou would snap back to attention and pick up the book again to continue memorizing. Today it was raining, so Yuan Yuan didn't go into the mountains and was trying to walk on her own two legs on the soft mat.

The chubby little guy stretched out his two plump short arms to support himself on the ground, his little bottom sticking up high, and his short legs stretched out to form a perfect triangle.

The little feet stomped hard, making a "hey hey hey" sound. First, one little hand was released, then the other. Before it could even stand up straight, it was immediately pressed back down, turning into a triangle again.

Thanks to the ointment and Xiaobaicai's efforts, the knife wound on Chu Xu's back has scabbed over, and he no longer needs to remain in a prone position.

He sat cross-legged beside her, staring intently at Yuanyuan, ready to reach out and catch her at any moment.

Since convincing Yuanyuan not to let the turtle crawl on him, the two little ones have been playing together.

Chu Xu was the youngest in the family, and it was rare to have a child even younger than himself who liked to stick to him and ask him to play with him. He instantly felt like an older brother.

Most importantly, playing with Yuanyuan means you can ride a wolf—what a majestic wolf!

Even his father and older brother had never ridden a wolf, but he did. He was incredibly amazing!
Shang Wan was also watching her son, wondering when the little guy would be able to turn the triangle into a straight line.

The two of them waited for a long time, but the triangle remained a triangle, without any change. However, its round little belly rose and fell, showing that the triangle was really trying.

Chu Xu was eager to help, but Yuan Yuan immediately moved aside like a crab, her chubby little face clearly showing her refusal to help. She wanted to stand up by herself.

The little guy put all his effort into overcoming his short arms and legs.

Shang Wan found it hilarious and even wanted to go over and cause trouble.

What kind of mother is this?
Chu Xu reached out and tugged at Shang Wan's skirt, asking softly, "Did something happen last night? I heard the door open."

"Why do you care so much about a child?" Shang Wan raised her hand and rubbed his head. "You were sleeping soundly and suddenly woke up. Are you afraid of thunder?"

"Who's afraid? I'm not afraid at all!" Chu Xu's face flushed red, and he absolutely refused to admit that he had been awakened by the thunder.

Shang Wan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Everyone has things they're afraid of. It's just thunder. What's there to be ashamed of?"

"I told you I'm not afraid! This young master isn't afraid of thunder at all!" Chu Xu firmly denied it, slapping away the hand on his head and puffing out his cheeks as he asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Shang Wan frankly stated, "I'm afraid of dying."

Chu Xu was taken aback, then muttered softly, "What's so scary about death?"

Shang Wan's gaze fell on the hardworking Yuan Yuan, her voice so soft it was almost a sigh, "That's because you've never really died."

Chu Xu crossed his arms and pouted, "You talk like you've actually died. What's so scary about death? You close your eyes, kick your legs, and eighteen years later you're a hero again."

Shang Wan chuckled: "Who taught you all this?"

Chu Xu said, "That's what everyone in the military camp says."

He wrinkled his little nose and glared at Shang Wan with his cat-like eyes, "Father isn't afraid of death, my brother isn't afraid of death, everyone in the army isn't afraid of death, and I won't be afraid of death either."

The child's tone was somewhat smug.

Shang Wan finally understood why this kid dared to jump off the cliff.

As the two were talking, the small triangle on the cushion slowly turned into an arc, and the little chubby hands clenched into two small buns, trying to control the body and straighten up little by little.

Great, the arc has become a straight line.

Chu Xu pulled Shang Wan to clap along.

Yuanyuan grinned, then with a "splat," she fell flat on the soft mat, turning into a puddle of mud.

Chu Xu: "..."

Shang Wan couldn't help but burst out laughing, which made Chu Xu glare at her.

The baby has fallen, and the mother is still laughing. Instead of picking her up and comforting her, she should be doing her a good job.