Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year

Chapter 112 Raining

Shen Ningning was crying sadly, her little body trembling like a swaying butterfly, helpless and fragile in this endless dark night.

When the Black Wolf King and Lang San saw Wu Zuchang's death, they both looked up to the sky and howled, and the mountains and fields echoed with a sad and desolate sound.

 Not long after, the departing wolves came back one after another, dragging the assassin's body.

　　Not a single one of the men in black ran away, they all became dead souls under the wolf's mouth.

 Fortunately, Wolf Four still saved one person's life, but he was bitten to the point of dying.

Shen Ningning wiped away her tears and took a deep breath: "Well done, Langsi, keep this person, I want to give it to my brother, I can't let brother Zuchang die in vain!"

At this moment, Deng Fugui came running following the voice: "Sister Xiaolang! Go back quickly, the Wu family is on fire!"

Shen Ningning was shocked.

She immediately asked Lang San to carry Wu Zuchang's body and rode the Black Wolf King all the way back to Xitai Village.

The fire in Wu's house was not big, and black smoke billowed out from the yard.

 Many villagers spontaneously carried water to put out the fire, while some remained indifferent.

 During a drought, no one has much water, and even if there is a fire, they can only watch helplessly.

When Shen Ningning arrived, the fire had not yet been put out.

 She looked panicked and wanted to go into the house to check.

Handled by Deng Fugui.

 “Don’t go! Sister Xiaolang, thick smoke can kill people!”

Several young and strong men from the village went in with their mouths and noses covered, and after a while, they carried out two dark men.

When it was placed on the ground, Shen Ningning hurriedly stepped forward to check.

Wu Cui and Qian Siniang have run out of energy.

 A villager with some superficial medical skills stepped forward, checked his pulse, and shook his head regretfully.

 “The old Wu family is too miserable.”

“Yeah, what’s going on with this sudden fire?”

“Look at the blood on that wolf’s back, it looks like it’s the stupid son of the old Wu family!”

The strong man who was responsible for carrying the couple out shook his head: "It looks like he woke up and wanted to crawl out, but he had no strength."

 Deng Fugui was the first person to discover the fire.

He took the initiative and said: "I saw the suspicious man in black coming out of Wu's house, and I kept staring at him. After a while, he started to smoke."

He called for someone as soon as the fire broke out, but unexpectedly it was too late.

The wolves dragged the bodies of the men in black down the mountain one after another.

The villagers were so frightened that they backed away—

"Is this a killer? The old Wu family has provoked someone!"

“Three members of the family died. It was a tragedy.”

 The night wind blew, causing Shen Ningning's blood-stained dress to fly slightly.

She felt that someone was trying to silence her, but the Wu family and his wife died unexpectedly because of her.

 The next day, when the sky was dark, everyone was surprised to find that it was raining continuously around Xitai Village.

The villagers expressed their gratitude for the gift from the God, and came out to receive it with basins in their hands with great joy.

 In the mountains, Shen Ningning took back the little hand that had just released half of the dark cloud.

 Chen Ye was busy not far away and dug three holes for her.

 She helped bury the three members of the Wu family.

Because she heard that Wu Yatou no longer had a grave, she helped pile an empty grave next to Wu Zuchang, and placed the trampled rattan cage in it.

I hope that their family of four will meet each other under the spring and keep each other company.

The wolves stood around the little guy and could feel Shen Ningning's depression.

 The Black Wolf King kept licking her little hand to comfort her.

Chen Ye walked back to her: "Miss, are we really not going to report it to the official and just bury it like this?"

"It's useless to report to the officer. They are dead and can't speak. Only the living killer can find out something."

"But I don't believe anyone. I have to wait for my brother to come back." Before that, Shen Ningning would not let anyone see the killer.

 Fortunately, Wolf Four did not bite his throat with full force, leaving one alive, which means that this matter can still be tried. In Xitai Village.

Badshun arranged a carriage to pick up Wang Qiaoer and her son.

Deng Fugui was worried and unwilling to leave.

“Sister Xiaolang went to the mountains and hasn’t come back yet. I want to comfort her.”

"Do I need your comfort?" Wang Qiaoer scolded: "Shen Ningning is not a good person. No wonder Aunt Qin said she was a disaster star. You see, all three members of the old Wu family were killed by her."

Deng Fugui was anxious: "It's not a disaster! I also think it rains precisely because Sister Little Wolf entered the mountain and the mountain **** took pity on her."

"My silly son, you are really confused. If this child Shen Ningning can really make it rain, how can she still be an orphan if she has that ability?" Wang Qiaoer shook his head and said that his son was stupid.

She pushed Deng Fugui onto the carriage: "Let's go quickly, or your father will be in a hurry later."

 Before he even entered the door, she had already taught Deng Fugui to change his words.

As the carriage drove away, Deng Fugui stuck his head out of the window and looked at the mountain worriedly.

 He prayed in his heart—

 Sister Xiaolang must be happy every day.

 …

Shang Shu Wei once again took credit for the little rain that fell on the mountain behind Xitai Village due to Shen Ningning.

He even arranged for his party members in the court to write and repeatedly emphasize to the emperor that it was because his youngest daughter had gone to Xitai Village to open a tent and give porridge, so he prayed for the blessing of that village.

 However, two days passed and the emperor not only ignored these memorials.

When he was still irritable, he angrily scolded the ministers who had made these mistakes: "I dare to draw conclusions based on a few rumors. I want to see it with my own eyes!"

 Wei Shangshu was so frightened that he did not dare to look into the emperor's eyes when he went to court the next day.

　　Presumably it was because his youngest daughter Wei Yufu had opened an altar to pray for rain several times before, but to no avail. The sun was even more fierce.

 So the emperor simply did not want to believe it anymore unless it rained heavily in front of him.

The counselors around Wei Shangshu were puzzled: "Sir, don't you find it strange? Why does it always surround Langshan, Xiangyun Village and Xitai Village every time it rains? Is there really a **** who is particularly compassionate?"

 “Impossible.” Wei Shangshu denied it.

If it was really God who took care of that soil, why didn’t it rain there in the past few years?

His eyes were sinister: "Send a few people to watch over there to see what's going on."

Shen Ningning stayed in the mountains and spent two days in a quiet and quiet environment.

Grandma Qin knew that she was in a low mood, so she cooked delicious food for her in different ways every day.

 Cut the bamboo shoots and pickled cabbage that have been pickled in advance into small pieces, then cook the oil over high heat and stir-fry them together with the fat and thin minced meat.

After that, add salt and pepper to taste and stir. Use it as a filling, stuff it into the risen dough, and bake it on the iron pan until the fragrant pie comes out of the pan.

 Shen Ningning can usually eat two, but this time Grandma Qin brought it to the room and saw the little guy practicing calligraphy with concentration.

Smelling the delicious aroma, she just raised her head and smiled innocently at her grandma.

 “Grandma, put it on the windowsill. I’ll eat it soon.”

 However, she didn’t even take a few bites of the shredded chicken rice noodles that Grandma Qin sent her in the morning.

But he was so greedy that he pretended to pass by the window many times, secretly raising his eyelids to look at Grandma Qin's expression.

"Since Ningning doesn't want to eat it, I'll give it to you." Grandma Qin smiled kindly and fondly, and poured the cold rice noodles on the ground. Wolf Si licked them clean in a short while.

Seeing Shen Ningning concentrate on practicing calligraphy, Grandma Qin sighed: "Ningning, you have done enough for the Wu family. If you continue to be sad, it will only affect your body."

The little guy raised his eyes, his white porcelain face was caressed by the sunlight outside the window, his eyes were clear and mottled.

She smiled, her voice full of childlike innocence: "Grandma, I know, but this matter will not be over until my brother comes back."

At this moment, Lang San stood up straight outside the door and stared straight at the door.

 Some outsiders are coming.

Shen Ningning guessed that it was Chen Ye, and sure enough, she went over to open the door, and Chen Ye was standing outside with a serious face.

Grandma Qin saw him and warmly invited him to come in for a drink of water.

Chen Ye shook his head, his tone apologetic.

"Miss, I don't want to disturb you, but..." He glanced at Grandma Qin in the yard, fearing that she would be worried, so he lowered his voice: "A group of policemen are coming to the village."

 (End of this chapter)