It's bad! The cub raised in the space met the prince and called him daddy

Time in the space villa seemed to flow just for her. After a comfortable bath, Fang Qingge sat in the rocking chair by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Her beautiful eyes looked at the big supermarket and pharmacy downstairs, as well as the gurgling spiritual spring water at the border. Everything gave her a sense of peace and tranquility.

Fang Qingge closed his eyes and enjoyed this moment of happiness.

Ever since the handsome killer she wanted to rescue appeared in the space, she never spent the night there again.

She was too tired today. She seemed to have forgotten the existence of others in the space and fell asleep unconsciously.

Of course, after the space elf transformed into a kitten, it suddenly came into contact with the second person in the space, and seemed to have more emotions.

Afraid that the owner would remember and kick the man out again, it pretended to snore all the time and pretended to be asleep.

**

The moon is black and wind is high at night,

The villagers were all tired after a day's work and fell asleep at home.

In the middle of the night, a dark and bulky figure floated in the strong wind and came to Fang Qingge's newly built house.

She looked around furtively, and cursed a few times under her breath.

He used a can of tung oil to water the piles of wood and thatch in each new house.

It was a coincidence today. Because of the heavy rain, Uncle Shen and his men piled all the remaining wood and thatch used on the roofs into each house, which was exactly what the visitor wanted.

Looking at the empty tung oil can in his hand, the visitor cursed angrily:

"Bah! You seductive vixen, you have harmed my Tiger Girl, you must die a miserable death. Don't you have money to build a house? I will turn it all into ashes. I will see if you dare to be so arrogant again in the future. Bah, bah, bah! You slutty vixen."

After she finished cursing, she stomped her feet on the ground a few times. In the dark night, her face was twisted beyond recognition and looked hideous.

It turned out that this person was no one else but the wife there, Ma Zhaodi.

*

After completing all these preparations, Ma Zhaodi took out a tinder from her sleeve and grabbed a handful of hay doused with tung oil.

After taking a quick look, he found a sheltered place, blew out a spark and ignited it.

Just as she was about to throw it into the house with a smug grin on her face, she didn't expect the wind direction to change, and the flames of the burning hay suddenly flew onto her face.

"Ahh!..." He let out a scream, and then Ma Zhaodi covered his mouth again. He endured the pain and swallowed the sound back.

In the blink of an eye, her hair and eyebrows were burned into yellow curls, and the skin on her face was also burned with blisters of different sizes.

Ma Zhaodi was in so much pain that her tears and snot came out. She looked as disgusting as she could be.

*

This time she gritted her teeth and endured the pain, looking at the road with her eyes swollen into slits, and swung her arms to throw handfuls of burning hay into each house.

I watched as the flames suddenly exploded when they met the tung oil, and quickly ignited the hay and wood in the house.

Seeing that her goal was achieved, Ma Zhaodi laughed hideously, "Hehehe". Her wound was torn at once, and the pain made her stomp her feet and close her mouth, mumbling curses out of her throat.

Seeing the fire in the houses growing bigger and bigger, Ma Zhaodi didn't care about the tung oil can thrown on the ground and ran out.

There were sounds of dogs barking in the distance.

But no one expected that after a few breaths, Ma Zhaodi, who had run away, suddenly came back.

She hurriedly gathered a pile of dry straw into her arms, lit a torch, and ran out in a hurry.

While running, he was gurgling in his throat.

"Bah! I'll let your neighbors take advantage of you."

In a short while, the firewood piles of Fang Qingge's neighbors all caught fire. The fire burned more and more fiercely, and soon affected the sleeping family members in each house.

*

The fire quickly burned up with the help of the wind. The flames and choking smoke that shot up into the sky woke up the villagers who were still sleeping soundly after a day of hard work.

"Ouch! The water is leaking. Cough cough cough... The water is leaking."

"Put out the fire! There's a fire..."

Someone shouted louder and louder.

As the shouts grew louder, the fire began to spread everywhere, and the first things to burn were the dry firewood piles that were not wetted by the heavy rain.

Fortunately, there was a heavy rain, otherwise the entire village might have been affected.

**

Fang Qingge was awakened by Aunt Yu's constant knocking on the door. Uncle Shen, who was still awake, called his eldest son Shen Wendong to put out the fire.

"Qingge, Qingge, get up quickly. There's a fire in the new house. Oh my God! What's going on?"

Aunt Yu's voice changed in tone due to shock and fear.

Fang Qingge came out of the space after hearing the noise and quickly opened the door.

"Mom, where is the fire? Cough cough cough..."

The choking smell of smoke in the air immediately choked back the words she was about to ask.

Aunt Yu said distressedly:

"Qingge, take it easy and don't worry. There's a fire in your new house. I didn't want to tell you, but since it concerns you, I asked you to get up."

"Ah? The new house caught fire? How could it happen? Cough cough cough..."

Fang Qingge was so choked that he didn't have time to ask any more questions. When he walked out of the house, he found that in the pitch-black night, the sky above the entire village was filled with the choking smell of smoke from burning wood and straw.

"Ahem, mom, didn't it just rain?"

"Ahem... Qingge, the things outside the house are wet, but the things inside are all dry! Your father and the others just moved the remaining wood and straw into the house because it was raining, ah!"

Fang Qingge heard this and hurriedly took Aunt Yu's hand and left.

"Mom, hurry up, let's go see what's going on?"

"Okay, please slow down."

*

When the mother and daughter were almost at the new house, they saw a commotion over there. The villagers were busy carrying buckets, basins and branches to put out the fire.

Before Fang Qingge even got close, he was choked and started coughing, covering his mouth and nose.

"Qingge, cover your mouth and nose with this headscarf. Mom will go over to take a look. Don't worry too much. Your father and eldest brother have already gone over.

You can't help much if you go, and your mother will still be worried about you. Just wait here."

Fang Qingge had no choice, and knew that if he went like this, he would only cause trouble, so he just said "hmm" and stood obediently in a safe place, waiting anxiously.

No matter how anxious she was, she knew she couldn't do anything too extreme.

Looking at the thick smoke above his house, he felt a surge of resentment when he thought about how the house he had been looking forward to day and night and had placed all his hopes on suddenly disappeared.

The tears in my eyes were choked by the smoke and flowed uncontrollably.

Not far away, I saw my neighbor Xiumei covering her mouth and nose, trotting over on the muddy road.

"Qingge! Ahem... Aunt Yu was worried about you and asked me to come and keep you company. Don't be too sad. Your health is the most important thing."

Xiumei ran over and saw the tears on Fang Qingge's pale face. She sighed, took her hand and tried to persuade her.

……

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