The sickly son died young? After the marriage exchange, I will bring prosperity to his entire clan f

The widower and Ling Wang were still arguing in the courtyard, their voices growing louder and louder, seemingly forgetting that their deal was to be conducted secretly.

Du Mingxian stood in the room and sneered. She took out some kerosene from her spatial storage, sprinkled a little in the empty room, then went up to the roof beam, sprinkled some on the beam, and quietly left from the other side of the roof.

As soon as she left, the house seemed to be haunted; it instantly caught fire, and the fire was huge.

The houses in the village are all thatched huts, and the weather is hot now. Even though there were signs of rain tonight, it hasn't rained yet. The moment the fire started, it was impossible to control.

Soon the village became lively. Du Mingxian didn't go home. Instead, she went into her space to change her clothes and followed the crowd of villagers who came out to watch the excitement back home.

Everyone was interested in watching the excitement, but no one intended to harm anyone. When they saw Ling Wang's house on fire, they rushed to put it out. Du Mingxian stood far away; it was dark and chaotic, and no one noticed her.

Before long, the Ling family arrived. Ling's father and all his family members came, including Ling Silang.

Ling Silang's heart pounded when he saw the group. Suddenly, he felt a warm touch on the back of his hand and heard a voice in his ear, "How was the fire I started?"

Ling Silang turned around and saw Du Mingxian with a smile that seemed to be seeking praise. In the firelight, it was dazzling and hard to look away from.

“Very good.” His voice was hoarse.

Du Mingxian knew without guessing that he was scared again. She put her hand in his and said, "Remember, no matter what happens in the future, I will be fine. You just need to live your life well and wait for me."

"Okay." Ling Silang held her hand back, feeling at ease.

When Ling's mother ran to the front and saw the fire, she panicked. The entire courtyard of Ling Wang's house was on fire. Where was her Mingxian?

Thinking of Mingxian, she remembered Silang, who had insisted on coming with them when they left earlier. Afraid that Silang would faint again, she hurriedly went to the back, only to look up and see...

The fourth son and his wife stood there hand in hand, as if watching a performance.

Seeing that Du Mingxian was alright, Ling's mother breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer nervous. She watched the fire show with the children.

Ling Silang asked, "Is Zhaodi alright?"

"It's alright, I'm here. What could possibly happen? But that widower is probably scared out of his wits."

"Oh?"

“When it gets dark, go inside and wait in the corner of the courtyard. When the widower comes in, Lingwang will hand Zhaodi to him and let him go into that room. I will then quietly follow him. Lingwang is stingy and didn’t provide a lamp, which made things easier for me.”

“When I went in, the widower saw the shadow. He called out and asked who it was. I didn’t answer and hid quietly for a while. Who knew that a grown man would be so timid? He was so scared that he ran to Ling Wang to ask for a lamp.”

"At that moment, I secretly hid in a corner with Zhao Di. Ling Wang and the widower were startled to see that there was no one on the bed. The widower questioned Ling Wang, accusing him of cheating him out of money."

“When the two of them were arguing again, I would take Zhao Di out from the roof and put some oil in the house. It would light as soon as I put it in.”

Except for not mentioning that she put Zhao Di into her space, Du Mingxian told the truth about everything else.

Ling Silang trusted Du Mingxian, "Have you made arrangements for Zhaodi?"

"It's all arranged. I'll send her to my mother's place tomorrow."

"Row."

The fire spread rapidly, and Ling Wang's family all came out, but they couldn't salvage much of what was inside. The family was now standing at the door, their faces filled with despair.

Just then, a light rain began to fall. Du Mingxian raised her hand to catch the raindrops. "Let's go back."

"it is good."

Du Mingxian wanted to pull her hand away, but Ling Silang forcefully pulled her back step by step.

It rained, but it rained too late; everything that needed to be burned had already burned.

Not long after returning home, Ling's mother came back and knocked on Du Mingxian's door.

Du Mingxian opened the door. "Mother, come in."

Ling's mother held a lamp in her hand, saying, "There's no lamp in your room."

Du Mingxian didn't say anything.

"How is the child? Is he alright?"

“It’s alright. Ling Wang took the widower’s money. I heard from Granny Sun that we’re planning to find some men in the village, and once they’ve had their fill of the girls, we’ll sell them directly to brothels.”

"That old hag is a real scoundrel," Ling's mother said angrily.

At this moment, Du Mingxian felt that Granny Sun was nothing compared to Zhao Di Niang and Tian Shi, who were the most infuriating.

Tian must have known about these things, but she never thought of saving her daughter. She always hid in the background. As a mother... she doesn't deserve to be a mother.

Ling's mother was angry for a while, then said, "Never mind, as long as the child is alright, I'm going back to sleep now. We can talk about it tomorrow."

As she reached the door, Ling's mother suddenly remembered that although Zhao Di had been rescued, she couldn't find her. She became anxious and asked, "Where did you put Zhao Di?"

"In that dilapidated house at the end of the village."

Upon hearing this, Ling's mother became anxious. "No, that house was just something the old hunter built haphazardly over the years. The rain is getting heavier and heavier now, and the house will collapse."

Du Mingxian couldn't tell Ling's mother that the person was alright and sleeping in her space. "Mother, she should be fine. I checked on her myself."

"No, I have to go see him. This child has such a hard life."

After finishing her sentence, Ling's mother said to Du Mingxian, "You rest, I'll take your father with me."

Du Mingxian: "..." What is she supposed to rest for? She's right here in the space. If you insist on going, shouldn't I go ahead of time?

"Mother, I'll go with you."

"It's the middle of the night, and you've been up for quite a while. Let's go, you don't need to go."

"It's alright, Mother, I'll go with you."

"I'll go and call your father."

Then Du Mingxian, Ling's father, and Ling's mother went out in the rain.

Du Mingxian walked ahead with Ling's mother, but when they were almost there, she quickly said to Ling's mother, "Mother, I'll go in and take a look first."

"Row."

As soon as Du Mingxian entered the room, she quickly brought the person out of the space and put them aside before calling out to the outside, "Mother, come in."

The rain gradually intensified, bringing a touch of coolness to the sweltering summer. However... this house is really not sturdy. Zhao Di had only been out for a short while when her clothes were already soaked by the rainwater leaking from the roof.

Du Mingxian looked up at the roof, feeling quite helpless.

She used to think this house was alright when she passed by, but who knew it was actually a dilapidated building that had been in disrepair for years.

Ling's mother came in, took out the fire tongs, glanced at them, and hurriedly said, "No, we can't leave the child here. Take him home."

"But Mother, it's hard to explain. The adults in the family are fine, but the children are still young. What if they accidentally tell others after seeing this?"