Is the beginning of a catastrophe? The little farm cook is raising a family with a full warehouse.

Cheng Yuntao knew that her grandmother was worried about her, so she smiled and comforted her.

"Don't worry, grandma. I'm already familiar with the routes up and down the mountain. Even if I encounter any danger, I can hide in my precious magic weapon and nothing will happen."

"Now that our family has moved into this cave, the house down the mountain needs to be disposed of. I have to clean up the mess."

"After I finish dealing with the house, I have to rush to the next village overnight and try to bring Xiaoli back as soon as possible."

"I left some food in the cave. You and Xiaozhu stay together and don't go out of this door."

Cheng Yuntao had already arranged everything. Seeing her determined expression, Zhou Xiufang knew that she had already made up her mind, so she could only sigh and nod.

"Well, you are a thorough person, and grandma trusts you."

"Then be careful on your way. If you encounter something, don't try to resist. If you can't, run away."

"As the old saying goes, if you have green mountains, you won't be short of firewood. Saving Xiaoli is important, but grandma doesn't want to see anything happen to you."

"As for Xiaozhu and I, don't worry. We will stay in the cave and wait for you to come home."

Cheng Jingzhu stood between the two of them and added seriously, "Don't worry, sister. I will protect grandma and always be your strongest support!"

Cheng Yuntao touched his little head with relief, turned around with a smile, and disappeared into the night.

As night falls, the silver moonlight gently covers the winding mountains like a veil. Cheng Yuntao is like a forest elf, moving lightly through the deep forest.

Her steps were brisk and powerful, and each step landed perfectly on the soft fallen leaves and exposed rocks, making almost no sound. There was only the occasional sound of her clothes swaying gently in the breeze, which intertwined with the occasional cry of night birds in the distance to form a nocturne.

His eyes were bright and determined. Relying on his familiarity with the mountain road and taking advantage of the bright moonlight, he nimbly avoided the scattered trees and low bushes.

Occasionally, they would encounter some animals that were active at night, but Cheng Yuntao was quiet and fast, so ordinary animals would just take a quick look and would not bother chasing him.

In the middle of the night, Cheng Yuntao returned to the old house at the foot of the mountain. Her figure stretched out in the faint moonlight and blended into the night.

She took out her small hoe and began to remove the weeds that were spreading around the house. The back half of the house was connected to the mountain. If a buffer zone was not dug out, it would easily affect the vegetation behind it.

It was quiet all around. Cheng Yuntao worked hard like a little mole, weeding and digging the soil around. After being busy for most of the night, she finally eliminated the hidden danger.

She stretched out her clean hand weakly, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and stood there for a while to catch her breath.

Watching the sky gradually fade into the night, Cheng Yuntao quickened his pace, walked into the yard and walked around twice, picked up some scattered firewood from the corner, tied it together, and made a simple torch.

The leaping flames melted a corner of the dark sky. After a soft but resolute sigh, Cheng Yuntao threw the torch forward and into the house.

Sparks, like newborn stars, burst out at the moment of contact. They leaped and spun lightly, gradually gathering into winding fire snakes, crawling slowly along the ancient wooden beams. Wherever they went, darkness was swallowed by light and silence was replaced by warmth.

The fire spread rapidly, and the whole house was gradually surrounded by a brilliant sea of ​​fire, spreading the hottest colors in front of Cheng Yuntao.

The flames shot up into the sky, illuminating half of the night sky and dyeing the night orange, presenting a breathtaking and shocking beauty.

In this sea of ​​fire, Cheng Yuntao's figure gradually blurred, leaving only a firm and lonely outline, as if she had merged with the blazing flames.

Cheng Yuntao was not in a hurry to leave, but found a secluded corner to hide. She had to watch everything turn to charcoal with her own eyes and completely erase their existence before she could leave with peace of mind.

Because the Cheng family's location was relatively remote and it was late at night, the ordinary villagers were all resting at home, and the fire could not be discovered for a while.

Cheng Yuntao waited patiently, watching the fire gradually die down. The charred house completely lost its support and collapsed to the ground with a loud bang.

Perhaps the noise of the collapse was so loud that it scared the people far away, so some people rubbed their eyes and went out to take a look.

"Oh my! Isn't that Old Cheng's house? How come the house is burned down?"

"Boss! Boss, don't sleep! Hurry up and take a look! Something happened at the old Cheng family at the end of the village!"

"The house is completely burned down. It's all pitch black. Hurry up and take a look."

"What a disaster! Yun Tao just passed away, and now Old Lady Zhou has encountered this kind of thing again..."

After hearing the noise, many kind-hearted people in the village got up and went out to see what was going on and whether they needed help.

With the sound of chaotic footsteps, a group of people began to gather in front of the house. Cheng Yuntao crouched lower, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.

"Oh my God, there's nothing left. If people don't escape, there's absolutely no hope of saving them."

"How did the fire start out of nowhere? It was late at night, and it had been burning for most of the night, and no one in the village noticed it. If it had been discovered earlier, maybe it could have been saved."

"The wood is all burnt black. How can anyone bear the burning wood? I'm afraid..."

Although the words were not finished, everyone present could understand the implied meaning. There was a sudden burst of booing, and everyone was lamenting the fate of the Cheng family.

"So what should we do now? I don't know where Cheng Feng has gone to fool around again. With such a big incident at home, I can't even find him."

"I don't even want to talk about him. He has so many evil thoughts. If Grandma Zhou wasn't such a kind person, I wouldn't bother to care about his family's affairs."

"Cheng Feng is not someone you can easily get along with. If we move any bricks or tiles here without permission, he might end up blaming us."

"Everyone should hold off on any rash actions. Let's send someone to call the village chief tomorrow morning and we'll make a decision."

……

The crowd that had gathered shook their heads and dispersed. They were just ordinary people who were afraid of getting into trouble and did not dare to interfere too much.

Cheng Yuntao understood this. After all, her father, a gambler with bad behavior, was like a dog-skin plaster. Once stuck, it was hard to get rid of.

He has lived by sucking other people's blood all his life. In order to get rid of him, Cheng Yuntao has put in a lot of effort.

After the surroundings returned to silence, Cheng Yuntao slipped out from the back, patted the cigarette ash on his sleeves, and left along the path with ease.