Volume 1: Reborn in the 1980s, selling lunch boxes with my mother Chapter 155 He wants to burn them to death?
On the evening of the fourth day of the first lunar month, every household in Liuzhutou Village stayed up late with lights on, waiting for midnight to pass before they rushed out to set off firecrackers to welcome the God of Wealth.
According to the older generation, the five gods of wealth from heaven will descend to the earth on the fifth day of the first lunar month. Whoever's family is the first to receive the gods of wealth will have a lot of wealth in the coming year.
The local custom of welcoming the God of Wealth, in addition to setting off firecrackers and offering incense, candles and cakes, is to light a fire in one's own yard, throw in the garbage and some junk accumulated during the past few days of the New Year and burn it. This custom is also called "sending away poverty."
Hu Qiongfang is now running a business and pays more attention to this custom than other families. He deliberately dug out a lot of junk from his home and piled them in the yard, intending to burn them all together.
Next door, the light was on in Jiang Lesheng's room. Hu Qiongfang thought about it and decided not to knock on the door to remind her brother-in-law to come out and "send away poverty".
Jiang Lesheng is a scholar, so he probably looks down on the superstitious practices in the village, right?
According to custom, on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, in order to keep the "God of Wealth" at home, the locals have a custom of "staying at home on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year". On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, no one in the family can go out and will not open the door to receive guests.
Hu Qiongfang had been busy for half a year. She finally had a day to rest. She thought about making something delicious for her son and daughter and spending some time with her two children. She piled the food in the yard and lit a fire. She asked her son Jiang Cheng to help watch the fire, and the mother and daughter went to the kitchen to knead dough and make noodles.
The locals attach great importance to welcoming the God of Wealth on the fifth day of the first lunar month. After setting off firecrackers and lighting fire to send away the "poor ghost", they have to cook a big pot of noodles. These noodles have to be especially chewy hand-rolled noodles, and they cannot break after being cooked, because the noodles are scooped out in strings. On the fifth day of the first lunar month, the locals call noodles "money strings".
After welcoming the God of Wealth and eating money dumplings, the ritual of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year is considered complete.
What the mother and daughter didn't know was that just after they entered the kitchen, the door to the next room was opened from the inside.
Jiang Lesheng stood at the door, waved to Jiang Cheng, and said to his nephew with a gentle smile:
"Chengcheng, I heard that you are looking for people in the village to borrow books for the first and second grade?"
"I still have some junior high school books and notebooks here. If you don't mind, take them and read them. Anyway, these few books won't make much money if they are sold as scrap."
Jiang Cheng stood up hesitantly.
To be honest, he didn't like this little uncle very much. The children of the Jiang family were all precocious. When Jiang Cheng was very young, he discovered that other people's fathers would spend their money on their children first.
But whenever his father earned money, he would spend it on his younger brother Jiang Lesheng first, and provide for his uncle's food, clothing and expenses, and only then would the rest be given to them and their sister.
Especially when his grandmother was still alive, in order to save money for Jiang Lesheng to go to college, she withheld the money his father earned from working hard in the mine, and even did not pay for his sister's tuition, forcing his sister to almost drop out of school.
Jiang Cheng didn't like Jiang Lesheng, but when he thought about how Jiang Lesheng had spent so much money from his family and that he had taken his junior high school textbooks and notes, he could barely get back some interest, so he stood up and walked towards Jiang Lesheng's room.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked into the inner room, he was pushed hard from behind.
In the darkness, Jiang Cheng felt a piercing pain in his hands. He raised his hands and blood gushed out. He rolled on the ground in pain and stood up. Then he heard the sound of broken glass colliding on the ground through his cotton-padded jacket.
It must be Jiang Lesheng!
He didn't know where he got so many broken glass shards from, but he spread them on the ground. If Jiang Cheng hadn't subconsciously used his hands to support himself when he was pushed to the ground, and had fallen face down, his eyes would have been blinded.
Jiang Cheng was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.
But he didn't have time to be afraid, because he suddenly thought of Hu Qiongfang and Jiang Tian who were rolling noodles in the kitchen.
Jiang Cheng endured the piercing pain in his palm, pulled out the broken glass that had pierced his palm, looked around, picked up the stool next to him, and smashed it against the window glass in the room.
A huge sound of glass breaking was heard in the yard.
Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and shouted to his mother and sister in the yard.
"Mom! Big sister! Run! Go call for help! Jiang Lesheng wants to kill me!"
Regardless of whether Jiang Lesheng did this to kill him, Jiang Cheng was sure that he wanted to kill himself by biting him to death.
Don’t believe it? The evidence is all there!
When the police come over and see so many broken glass on the ground, and Jiang Lesheng deliberately pushed him to the ground, didn't he want him to be stabbed to death by the broken glass?
But, he kept shouting at the top of his lungs for a long time, but where was the person?
Hu Qiongfang and Jiang Tian had been locked in the kitchen by Jiang Lesheng.
There is a wall behind the Jiang family's kitchen, with only a very small window, which is more than one person high and cannot be climbed up by normal people.
There was a door and a window in front, but at this moment, the kitchen door had been locked from the outside. Jiang Tian just used a small stool to smash the window glass and wanted to remove the window frame when he smelled a pungent smell of kerosene.
Oh no! It must be Jiang Lesheng!
He wanted to burn them?
How dare he? It's Chinese New Year, the neighbors are all there, every household is celebrating the New Year, if there's a fire here, there... Wait! Tonight is different!
The local custom tonight is to "send away the ghost of poverty". Who in the village doesn't burn a fire in the yard?
In previous years, there have been cases where people accidentally set their houses on fire while lighting fires to “send away the ghost of poverty”.
Jiang Lesheng dared to do this, which clearly showed that he wanted to kill them, and then put the blame on the "sending away the poor ghost". Then he would burn the three members of the family to death without anyone knowing. According to current customs , Jiang Lesheng would be the only heir of the Jiang family.
The new house her mother worked so hard to build next to the provincial road, her family’s restaurant, and the savings in the bank... so that’s what’s going on!
Jiang Lesheng, this beast, actually had such an idea of "eating the whole family"!
Jiang Tian gritted her teeth in hatred, but she couldn't panic.
Jiang Lesheng even poured out kerosene, which made it clear that he didn't want the three of them to walk out alive tonight. God let her start over again, he couldn't really let her be burned to death like this, right?
Must find a way to escape.
Thinking of this, Jiang Tian picked up the gourd ladle and stuffed it into her mother's hand.
"Mom! There's water in the water tank. Pour the water onto the door. Our door is made of wood. If it gets damp, the fire won't get in for a while."
As he spoke, Jiang Tian picked up the small axe used to chop wood nearby and chopped at the door leaf with all his might.
The kitchen door had been locked from the outside by Jiang Lesheng. Only by cutting off the door leaves and knocking down the wooden door would they have a chance to escape!
Again and again, Jiang Tian's knuckles were numbed by the shock, and kerosene flowed under his feet.
“Sweet!”
Hu Qiongfang pulled Jiang Tian away.
The next second, a burst of fire rushed in from outside the door.
