Tragic death and rebirth, married to the abstinent uncle and was spoiled crazy

Late at night, a raging fire broke out in the backyard of the general's mansion. The fire reached the sky, and the originally quiet general's mansion was filled with noise.

Lin Tingwan lay quietly on the bed, listening to the gradual bustle in the yard. She sat up, changed her clothes, opened the door, and looked at Yuzhu as if she had just woken up. She asked, "What happened?"

Yuzhu was still holding a bucket in her hand, as if she was about to run out. When she saw Lin Tingwan coming out, she hurried over and said seriously, "Miss, there's a fire in the warehouse. The fire is very big. Lianqiao has gone over to help."

Lin Tingwan turned her head and looked in the direction of the warehouse. She could clearly see the flames rising into the sky. She nodded and said, "I'll go with you."

"Miss, please be careful. This fire is not a joke."

Lin Tingwan smiled helplessly and said, "Your young lady is not a fool, she understands."

After leaving the yard, Lin Tingwan realized that everyone had woken up and was heading towards the warehouse.

Lin Tingwan arrived late, and Lin Mingqian and others were already here.

Old Mrs. Lin was even more anxious, and ordered, "Go in and move everything out of the warehouse—"

The fire was so big now that if this person went in, there would be nothing left even a trace. Everyone hesitated for a while, but no one went in.

Old Madam Lin was so angry that she picked up her walking stick and started beating the maids around her. "Go in! Go in and move out the valuables. If there is anything missing, I will teach you a lesson."

Lin Mingqian frowned and shouted, "Alright, burn it, then burn it..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Old Lady Lin, "You prodigal son, you are the head of the family, so you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are, right?"

After a pause, Old Lady Lin glared at Song Yingyue fiercely, "It's all your fault, you greedy, vicious woman. At that time, I told you to put these things in my courtyard. If you had listened to me, how could this happen now?"

What some people like to do most is to put the blame on others, just like Mrs. Lin now. She is the greedy person from the beginning to the end.

Seeing that Song Yingyue was losing, Lin Tingwan hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Song Yingyue's hand, held it tightly, and slowly said, "Grandma, what are you talking about? The things in the private storehouse were earned by my father and brother at the border with their lives. Mother naturally has the right to dispose of them."

When Old Mrs. Lin saw Lin Tingwan, she felt a little frightened. After all, she still remembered clearly how she got beaten with a stick a while ago.

She coughed lightly, ignored Lin Tingwan, and turned to look at Lin Mingqian with deep accusation in her eyes.

Lin Mingqian frowned slightly, his eyes full of impatience. After he grew up, he didn't get along much with Old Lady Lin. Before, he only saw her once every few years. It was only after returning to Beijing this time that he realized how difficult Old Lady Lin was.

The fire was fierce and spread quickly to the surrounding huts. The air was filled with a thick disgust and pungent smell.

The maids and servants carried wooden buckets in their hands and poured water on the flames one after another. Everyone acted quickly and continued to put pressure on the fire.

Finally, with everyone's efforts, the fire was put out. Butler Bai led a group of people and rushed straight in. After a while, they came out carrying several boxes.

With a serious expression, he walked straight to Lin Mingqian's side, leaned over and whispered something in his ear. The next moment, Lin Mingqian's expression suddenly became serious.

Lin Mingqian coughed twice and said, "Everyone go back and rest. What happened today was just an accident. There wasn't much loss in the private storehouse. Steward Bai will make a note of those who put out the fire today and reward them."

When Mrs. Lin heard that the loss was not much, her face lit up with joy. She walked quickly forward, and when she was about to open the box, Lin Mingqian stopped her.

"Mom, what are you doing?" His eyes were deep and his emotions could not be seen.

Mrs. Lin's hands froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal. "Of course, I'm going to check if anything is missing. As for the matter of silver and money, it's better for the master to investigate it himself." After saying that, she glanced at Butler Bai.

The latter kept his head down, looking neither humble nor arrogant.

The mansion originally had a housekeeper who was appointed by Old Madam Lin herself, but as soon as Lin Mingqian came back, this housekeeper Bai followed him back and naturally took over all the big and small matters in the mansion.

The only person he is loyal to is Lin Mingqian. Seeing that she cannot win him over, Old Lady Lin wants to get rid of him, but she has not succeeded so far.

Lin Mingqian frowned slightly, his eyes full of displeasure, he spoke in a somewhat cold tone, "Yingyue, it's cold tonight, help mother go back to rest."

Upon hearing this, Old Madam Lin angrily questioned, "Lin Mingqian, what do you mean? Now you think I am meddling in your affairs, right? Why, I gave birth to you, and I can't touch the things in your private vault?"

If it were before, Lin Mingqian would certainly explain it humbly, but today he really didn't have the patience.

He shouted loudly, "Send the old lady back!"

Old Mrs. Lin was stunned for a moment by the yelling, and the maids around her took this opportunity to help her away. The two had been married for so many years, and Song Yingyue knew that Lin Mingqian wanted to get rid of them, so she quickly followed him.

Lin Mingqian asked the servants around him to retreat, leaving only a few trusted men to direct them to move the boxes back into the house.

Lin Mingqian turned his back to Lin Tingwan and Lin Yuehong, said with a serious expression, "Come in with me." After that, he walked into the half-burned warehouse ahead of the two of them.

The beams inside had been burned and twisted, and the pillars that hit the walls were also collapsed by the fierce fire.

The remaining furniture, utensils, books, etc. in the house were burned beyond recognition, blackening the walls and scattered in the dust.

The roof was half damaged by the fire and had collapsed in places, revealing exposed beams and mezzanines.

Because there were too many things in the house, Pei Jinan only gave her the valuable things. Lin Mingqian naturally noticed this, "The things in the house had been moved before the fire started."

Lin Yuehong frowned slightly and walked around the room. As expected, he found something suspicious: everything had signs of having been moved.

Lin Mingqian had a complicated expression and deep eyes. "If they wanted to destroy the evidence, they would not have left such obvious traces in the house. If they have the ability to be invisible, they would definitely not make such a low-level mistake."

During this time, Lin Tingwan kept his head down and listened to the two people's speculations without saying a word.

Lin Yuehong tilted his head and thought for a while, then his expression suddenly became complicated. He quickly walked towards a pile of burnt things and started searching.