Father Jiang hates grandma very much.
At first, he hated his grandmother for not agreeing with his daughter to marry him because he had no job, no education, and was a street gangster.
Later, he blamed his son's death on his grandmother, believing that she had killed his only son.
When he learned that his grandma passed away, Father Jiang laughed heartily and felt extremely happy.
now……
Jiang's father raised his hand high, smashed his grandmother's photo, tore it into pieces, and threw it into the bathroom toilet.
As the biological daughter of her grandmother, Jiang's mother was not angry at all when she saw her husband treating her mother's photo. She was still cursing.
Jiang's mother disliked how little money and valuables she found, and scolded Jiang Heshu for being shabby. She also scolded her mother for giving the house to Jiang Heshu.
Father Jiang rolled his eyes when he heard this.
Jiang Heshu doesn't live here, but he still keeps the place clean, which shows that Jiang Heshu has a deep affection for this house.
If he trashes this place...
Jiang's father suddenly laughed, turned around and went to the kitchen to get a knife, chopped up the sofa, and then smashed the coffee table.
Jiang's mother didn't know why, but she always listened to her husband's words and joined in the destruction without much thought.
Soon, the two of them smashed everything in the living room to pieces.
They were also wary of being overheard by their neighbors, so they moved as gently as possible.
But Li Wen is a retired soldier, and he lives in Grandpa Zhao's house next door. With only a wall separating him, he still heard it.
After realizing something was wrong with the sound, Li Wen immediately got up and went out to check.
As a result, Li Wen saw Jiang's father and Jiang's mother who had finished smashing the living room and were about to smash the bedroom.
When Jiang's father saw Li Wen, his newly healed waist was aching again. He knew that he could not defeat Li Wen and did not dare to provoke Li Wen again.
But Li Wen was standing at the door, and he couldn't escape at all...
Father Jiang's heart suddenly moved, he took out a lighter and lit the sofa on fire.
When a fabric sofa encounters fire, it bursts into flames, which is particularly obvious in the dark night.
As expected, Li Wen didn't care about catching them and hurried to put out the fire.
Jiang's father took the opportunity to grab Jiang's mother and ran towards the door, but when he reached the door, he paused slightly.
Last time Li Wen broke his waist and caused him to lie in bed for a long time. Father Qiu Jiang will never forget it.
Today may be a chance to take revenge.
Father Jiang looked back at Li Wen who was putting out the fire, and lit the doll on the shoe cabinet with a lighter.
Seeing that the fire intensified, Jiang's father took Jiang's mother, whose hands and feet were weak, and fled.
After leaving the community, they took off their masks, changed their clothes, found a private car, and prepared to return to City C.
Jiang's mother was a little scared. She grabbed her husband's arm and asked in a low voice, "What if we burn that man to death?"
Jiang's father was very calm and said lightly: "What does it have to do with us whether he dies or not? It's not us who did it."
Hearing this, Jiang's mother was stunned and looked up at the man beside her.
Father Jiang looked calm, even as if nothing had happened.
For some reason, looking at her husband like this, Jiang's mother felt a chill go down her spine.
That was a human life, how could he...
Suddenly, Jiang's mother thought of something and stood there.
Her legs began to tremble, "Husband, if the fire is too big, wouldn't everyone in that building..."
Father Jiang interrupted her, "Remember, even if they are all dead, they have nothing to do with us."
“We just wore masks and hats and no one would recognize us.”
"Even if we are suspected, they can't produce evidence. As long as we refuse to admit it, no one can do anything against us."
Father Jiang had a good idea, but just when they were about to get on the highway, they were stopped.
Li Wen, a retired soldier, recognized the identities of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother at a glance. After putting out the fire, he immediately dialed Pei Yan's phone number.
Pei Yan sent people to find Jiang's father and Jiang's mother. After stopping them, he sent them directly to the police station.
Jiang Heshu knew what happened next.
After hearing this, Jiang Heshu clutched the sheets tightly, filled with anger and guilt.
It turned out that the phone call at night was from Li Wen.
It turned out that while she was sleeping soundly, Li Wen was putting out an emergency fire. He, and all the grandparents in the community, were in danger of dying in the flames.
Jiang Heshu's voice was hoarse, "It's all my fault. If it weren't for me..."
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Pei Yue.
Pei Yue held her hand and said disapprovingly: "Sister-in-law, don't take everything on yourself. It's not your fault at all."
"Yes! This is all Jiang Lijie and Ding Shuxian's fault, it has nothing to do with you." Mu Xueqing also agreed.
How could it be okay?
Although she didn't want to, the blood of Jiang Lijie and Ding Shuxian was indeed flowing in her body.
Mu Xueqing saw what she was thinking, "Even if they are related by blood, they cannot blame you for their mistakes. You are an independent individual."
Jiang Heshu's nose was sore, his eyes were lowered, and he said nothing.
Pei Yue comforted: "Sister-in-law, the doctor said you would faint only if you are not in good health. Just stabilize your emotions, don't think too much, and take good care of yourself. Leave all this to Brother Yan."
"By the way, Brother Yan has already found a designer. It won't take long before the home will look exactly like before."
Regarding these words, Jiang Heshu just smiled reluctantly.
She knew very well that even if Pei Yan spent money to make it what it was before, it would never be the same again.
Because what Jiang Heshu cared about was never the style of the furniture, but that these large and small things were personally selected by his grandmother.
It was the home that my grandmother had arranged with her own hands, and it was also the home where she grew up.
However, all this was ruined by her biological parents.
Jiang Heshu couldn't help clenching his fists.
Suddenly, the door of the ward was opened.
Jiang Heshu looked up and saw Ding Ruirui walking in the front. Her eyes were red and she had obviously cried.
Behind her were many familiar faces to Jiang Heshu.
Ding Ruirui said: "Sister, Grandpa Zhao and the others are here to see you."
Seeing them, Jiang Heshu cheered up and said guiltily: "Grandpa and grandma, I'm sorry, it was my fault that caused you..."
But Grandma Wu said: "Look what you kid said? It's not you who started the fire. Why are you apologizing?"
The others nodded, and there was no trace of blame on their faces. Jiang Heshu's eyes became even more sore as he watched.
So many things happened during this period, and they had always been helping her and protecting her just like grandma. While Jiang Heshu was grateful, he couldn't help but miss his grandma even more.
How wonderful it would be if grandma was still here...
Jiang Heshu's eyes were filled with sadness.
Grandpa Zhao said: "Besides, this is a good thing for us. It's not too late for us to thank you!"
If someone else had said this, Jiang Heshu would have felt that the other person was being arrogant because he was almost set on fire. How could it be a good thing?
However, what Jiang Heshu didn't know was that this was not only a good thing for everyone, but also a huge good thing.
