Hearing his own brother talking like this, Song Jianguo had no idea and could only sigh and hold his youngest son's hand back home.
Song Wenfang was well-behaved, and did not go along to watch the fun, but stayed at home and waited. Maybe she also knew that even if she went there, she would not be able to help, so she might as well stay at home, because no one was at home, so she felt uneasy.
Song Wenjing stepped forward and rubbed his sister's hair lovingly, "Wenfang, be civilized in school. If you make any mistakes, remember to tell your brother."
Song Wenfang nodded firmly, while Song Wenming shrank his head. The ferocity of his elder brother's fight just now was still fresh in his mind, but he did not dare to disobey his elder brother's wishes.
That night, the family had dinner happily and had no other spare time activities. After a little repair, they went to bed.
In the middle of the night, Song Wenjing was woken up by a splash of urine. It was already the end of December, the weather was freezing, and he didn't want to get up. But it was very uncomfortable to hold it in all this time.
I had no choice but to put on my cotton-padded jacket and quickly run outside the house.
After a minute, he finally relaxed and quickly ran into the house again and got into bed.
The continuous movements also woke up Song Wenming who was sleeping on the same bed. But the child fell asleep easily, and within five minutes, there was no movement again when Song Wenming woke up.
On the contrary, Song Wenjing, who had been running outside for a while, suddenly lost his sleepiness and couldn't sleep due to tossing and turning.
About half an hour later, when Song Wenjing was just a little sleepy, he suddenly felt that the window outside the window became slightly brighter.
At first, he didn't pay attention and planned to continue sleeping. But the light continued to exist, even brighter than before, and penetrated into the house through the window.
Song Wenjing was startled and then realized that there was a fire outside.
He quickly put on his clothes and kicked Song Wenming awake. At the same time, he ran to his sister Song Wenfang's bed and shook him awake. Finally, he ran to the next room and shouted loudly to his sleeping father.
When Song Wenjing opened the door, a plume of thick smoke suddenly rushed in, making him have difficulty breathing and violent coughing followed.
At this time, he could no longer care about this. He rushed out of the house and looked towards the place where the fire started.
It turned out that the haystacks piled in the yard burned for some reason, and the entire yard was brightly illuminated by the fire. What's terrible is that the haystacks were close to the house, with only two or three meters between them. If they continued to burn, they would be involved.
to whole house security.
Fortunately, it was discovered early, and the haystack had only just ignited for a while. Moreover, it had just rained during the day, so many places were wet, which also slowly delayed the spread of the fire. Otherwise, such a fire would not have lit up the dry haystack.
, it is estimated that it will burn out in a while.
And because it is not far from the house, if the wind picks up and the fire spreads, the consequences will be disastrous.
By the light of the fire, Song Wenjing had already discovered a trail of footprints along the low courtyard wall, stretching towards the haystack. It was obvious that someone had deliberately set the fire, and it was not an accident.
It sounds like a long time, but in fact it only lasts a short time. Song Wenjing held the washbasin in his hand, rushed to the big vat in the kitchen, scooped up a whole basin of water, rushed to the fire again, and threw himself on it.
It's a pity that it's a drop in the bucket and the effect is not good. I can only run back and forth again.
When he ran out of the kitchen carrying water for the second time, Song Jianguo, wearing only underwear, had also run out.
When he saw the haystack on fire, he stamped his feet anxiously. Then he rushed into the kitchen, picked up the bucket for water, scooped up the water in the water tank, and ran towards the fire. At the same time, he was still shouting.
, "Fight the fire! Put out the fire!"
It was already midnight, and basically all the neighbors were already asleep. It was impossible to expect them to come over in time, and we could only rely on the efforts of our own family.
The two little ones had already put on their clothes and got up. Seeing this situation, they were eager to help.
"Wenfang, please help fetch water. Wenming, find something and surround or cover the row of shoe prints over there with something." Song Wenjing pointed to the row of footprints and ordered Song Wenming.
Song Wenming is too young to be of much help at the moment, but those shoe prints must not be destroyed. They are the only evidence to find the murderer.
The three people's efforts finally paid off, and the fire was slowly brought under control.
But don't take it lightly. You must turn the haystack over again to prevent sparks from igniting the haystack again.
"Brother, brother, open the door quickly. What happened?" Song Jianping, who lives next door, heard the call for help and finally rushed over.
Song Wenming, who had finished what he was doing, hurriedly opened the courtyard door and let Song Jianping in.
"Second Uncle, our haystack caught fire for some reason." Song Wenming cried and explained to Song Jianping.
In fact, Song Wenming didn't need to say anything. At this time, Song Jianping saw the current situation and knew what was going on. He quickly ran over and started to help.
At this time, the fire was not very strong and was about to be extinguished. With Song Jianping's help, the haystack was quickly removed and the scattered sparks were extinguished.
It was only then that everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately it just rained and the upper layer was wet. Otherwise, it would have been troublesome." Song Jianguo said with lingering fear.
Song Jianping on the side also felt lucky, "Yeah, it's better to keep this haystack away from the house in the future. Otherwise, I really don't know what will happen. If there wasn't any wind today, and Wen Jing discovered it early,
The consequences could be disastrous."
After being busy for a while and still feeling nervous, Song Wenjing finally relaxed and did not take any chances. He knew that this was a man-made act of arson. If nothing else, the biggest suspect was Song Cheng.
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I had just had sex with him during the day, and with Song Cheng's temper, he had suffered such a big loss, and he definitely wanted to make up for it.
"Jianguo, what's wrong with your family? What happened?" Outside the courtyard gate, some of the neighbors finally got up and rushed over.
Without waiting for Song Jianguo's answer, Song Wenjing said bluntly: "Sorry, I accidentally set the haystack on fire. But fortunately, it has been put out. Thank you everyone for coming to help."
Song Wenjing did not let everyone in, but persuaded everyone to go back at the entrance of the courtyard. It was already very cold outside in the middle of winter, and no one would have wanted to get up if they hadn't heard the shouts.
At this time, when Song Wenjing heard that the fire was out, he muttered in twos and threes and went back to sleep.
Song Wenjing's eyes were sharp, and he had already spotted Song Cheng among the crowd not far away, looking over at the excitement. Not even the hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth escaped his eyes.
Song Cheng's home is about a few hundred meters away from Song Wenjing's home. According to normal logic, it is impossible for him to know that a fire broke out here so quickly. Unless he has been hiding nearby to monitor everything happening.
At this point, Song Wenjing has determined that the arsonist is undoubtedly Song Cheng.
However, Song Wenjing did not alarm others, but calmed everyone back.
He is not a policeman and has no right to examine the case. Even if he has made up his mind, he will not accuse anything without conclusive evidence. If he makes a mistake, he may be beaten down.
"Dad, you go back and put on your clothes first, don't get cold. Second uncle, why don't you go back to sleep first. We will handle the rest ourselves." Song Wenjing comforted the two elders.
Song Jianguo was indeed shivering from the cold. He was nervous just now and didn't feel anything yet. Now as soon as he stopped, he felt a burst of cold air, making him shiver involuntarily.
So Song Jianguo hurried back to the house to get dressed. But Song Jianping was unwilling to leave, and wanted to stay and help.
"Wen Jing, let's dig through the haystack now to make sure we don't miss anything. Also, try to stack the haystack as far away from the main room as possible to avoid any further accidents." Song Jianping picked up the rake and prepared to continue.
Work.
"Second Uncle, to tell you the truth, someone set this fire on purpose. I think there is more than 80% chance that Song Cheng did it."
Song Wenjing no longer concealed anything, but truthfully informed Song Jianping of the shoe prints he had found, as well as the suspicious spots he had just seen Song Cheng hiding in the crowd.