Severed ties and living in a dilapidated house? No worries, the poor thing has a space.

Fang Ping followed Fang Ling out of the room. He asked Fang Ling, "Sister, it's all Fang Yu's fault that Dad is like this, right? Dad's leg is broken, and you've been rejected by the Wang family. I can't go to the private school anymore, right?"

Fang Ling stood at the door, looked up and pondered for a moment: "Ping-ge'er, you're right, it's all because of Fang Yu. You stay at home, I'm going out for a bit."

Fang Ling gritted her teeth, suppressing the pent-up anger in her chest, and headed towards Fang Yu's house.

Fang Yu was squatting some distance from the doorway, and from behind, it looked like she was doing something.

"What are you doing, sis?" Fang Xin walked over and saw that Fang Yu was skinning the black bear she had brought back. She had already skinned most of it, and her movements looked unusually skilled, as if she did this kind of thing often.

Fang Xin didn't think much of it, squatted down next to her, and propped her chin up with her hand: "Sister, this fur is so thick, it would be perfect to make a few wind collars to keep warm in winter."

This hit Fang Yu right; that's exactly what she was thinking.

The two sisters worked together, determined to get rid of the bear as soon as possible.

"Fang Yu, you heartless woman, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Fang Ling walked in and immediately questioned him loudly.

Fang Yu and Fang Xin were stunned for a moment before turning around to look. Fang Ling walked over angrily: "You deliberately told me the recipe for barbecue, you did it on purpose!!"

Fang Yu and Fang Xin exchanged a glance, and Fang Xin got up and went into the tent, while Fang Yu continued with her work, pretending that she didn't exist.

Fang Ling felt ignored and became furious. She walked over and kicked the black bear hard on the ground, leaving clear footprints on its black fur.

Fang Ling screamed like a madwoman: "Fang Yu, you vicious woman, why don't you just die?!"

"Wow!"

Fang Xin came out of the tent, carrying a basin of cold water. She poured it over Fang Ling from head to toe, and then made a face as if it wasn't intentional: "Oh dear, when did someone come to the door? I didn't see you. I'm so sorry."

"You!" Fang Ling closed her eyes, took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and was about to rush up and hit Fang Xin.

"roll!"

Fang Yu heard the seemingly casual warning, but it was filled with cold killing intent. She slowly stood up and played with the dagger stained with bear blood.

“You Fang family people are really going to keep this up. I advise you to get out of here right now. I'll count to three, and if you still don't leave, I don't mind taking another leg away.”

As she slowly approached, she seemed to emanate a chilling aura, making Fang Ling, who had just been doused with cold water, shudder.

Fang Ling arrived in a fit of anger, but after being splashed with cold water, she immediately sobered up and remembered Fang Yu's ruthless methods.

She swallowed hard, and when she heard Fang Yu coldly count to two, she turned and ran without daring to look back.

Fang Xin came out carrying a wooden basin: "Sister, do you think Fang Ling has something wrong with her brain? Every time she comes, she just makes trouble for herself, but she still insists on coming."

"Never mind her, she's just a clown."

The two sisters continued working.

After Li and Fang Xin fell asleep, Fang Yu went directly into the space and started working using the time difference.

Cut the whole bear skin into several pieces of roughly the same size.

She was busy in the space, unaware that a malevolent figure was slowly approaching from outside the tent.

Fang Ping, holding a flint, quietly crept to the side of the tent, glancing left and right to make sure no one saw him.

In fact, Fuzi in the tree had already seen him when he walked over, but didn't appear immediately because she wanted to see what he was up to.

Fang Ping may be young, but he knows that the recent misfortunes in his family are all because of Fang Yu and her two daughters.

He found a bundle of straw, squatted in the corner of the tent, and thought that as long as he lit this fire, these three people would never exist in Xishan Village again.

He rarely did these things on a regular basis. He tried to light it with a flint for a long time, but couldn't get a single spark out. Frustrated, he complained, "Why can't I light it?"

"This is the only way."

Suddenly, a warning voice rang in his ears, and a flickering flame was offered to him from beside him.

Seeing the light, Fang Ping realized it was a tinderbox. His eyes lit up, and he quickly took it, about to light the straw pile.

Realizing what was happening, Fang Ping stopped what he was doing, his whole body stiffened, and he slowly turned around.

"Ah!...Ugh!"

Fang Ping turned around and saw a tall, faceless man. He had just let out a scream when his mouth was covered.

Immediately afterward, a tight grip on the back of his neck lifted him up. As the faceless figure drew closer, Fang Ping was so terrified that his vision went black and he fainted.

Fu Zhou tore off his mask, weighed the person in his hand, and carried him out.

Li got up first in the morning and saw the bear skins neatly arranged on the table, all of which had been made into windbreakers. Then she looked at Fang Yu, who was sleeping soundly.

Li gently covered her with the blanket before leaving.

The workers who came to do the work were talking as they walked, and Li happened to overhear them.

"The Fang family has been really unlucky lately. I heard that Ping-ge'er encountered a ghost last night and woke up in the yard this morning, so frightened that he was delirious. I saw Old Fang going to fetch a doctor on my way here."

"Why would I suddenly see a ghost? Could it be that I've done something wrong..."

The man wanted to continue speaking, but when he saw Li, he shut his mouth.

Whether the Fang family members were good or bad, Li didn't care at all, nor did she want to care.

Fang Xin, who had just come out, seemed to have thought of something. She called Fu Zhou out and asked, "Did something happen last night?"

Before Fu Ju could finish speaking, he turned and walked away, and Fang Xin followed him.

Seeing the pile of dry straw at the foot of the tent, Fang Xin suddenly realized: "So last night Fang Ping wanted to set fire to us and burn us to death? You scared him?"

"Hmm." Fu Ju took out a faceless mask from his waist. Fang Xin was delighted and took it to look at it: "No wonder you were able to scare that brat. Fu Ju, you're really amazing. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you later."

Fu Ju didn't speak, but simply looked calmly at her bright smile.

"I forgot, you're not a picky eater, so I'll just cook whatever comes to mind."

Fang Xin glanced at the empty doorway and then at the new house next door. It seemed she needed to speed things up.

As soon as she entered the tent, Fang Yu woke up. She slowed her pace and said, "Sister, I disturbed your rest."

Seeing Fang Xin's slightly furrowed brows, Fang Yu's drowsiness instantly vanished. He pulled her aside and asked, "What's wrong, Xin'er? Is something on your mind?"

Fang Xin recounted Fang Ping's visit the previous night, and then sighed, "Sister, why don't we hire a few more people and hurry up and build the yard? Otherwise, any Tom, Dick, or Harry could cause us trouble."

Fang Yu had the same idea: "Okay, I'll go talk to Grandpa Village Chief later."