"Yes, lonely men and widows, are you hooking up?"
"Forget hooking up, you still set fire! What's wrong with you?"
Excited.
Miao Miao was pushed out by several women, and the two men beside Ye Shen also stepped back and stayed far away from him.
The village chief stood up and shouted at the two of them, "Speak! Why did you set the fire?!"
Ye Shen looked at the men and women around him, who had been walking together for the past few days.
And last night, he never left that room at all, and he knew that Miao Miao never left.
He had long seen that these people had bad intentions. He thought they would do something to him, but he didn't go back to his house and waited all the time.
I didn't expect these people to draw a big circle. I thought they were killing people with a knife? !
Look at these excited villagers around, if it was someone else, they might really be killed.
What about him?
If he had to, he would fight back. At that time, if he was injured, maimed, or killed the villagers... he would be finished.
What a great way!
"I don't want it, I don't want it, he asked me to let it go!" Miao Miao seemed to collapse, and pointed at Ye Shen while crying.
This directly confirms the fact that they set fire.
It was quiet, and then it exploded.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
The crowd rushed in.
Ye Shen glanced at Miao Miao, who was staring at him, and said indifferently, "I'm losing money! 2,000 yuan per household!"
The person who was rushing in stopped suddenly.
Ye Shen didn't argue that he didn't set the fire, and it was useless. With so many people testifying against him, he couldn't tell.
Then don't talk about it.
"You lose money?" asked the village chief.
"Yes, 2,000 yuan per household." Ye Shen said.
The people in this mountain are really poor, and he estimates that the wealthiest people's savings will not exceed 500 yuan.
And 2,000 yuan is enough for every family to build a brick house, and there are still more.
So heartwarming.
"He lied, he has no money, and his family is very poor!" Miao Miao immediately shouted.
"Yes, he lied to you, his family has no money."
The people around Ye Shen said immediately.
They all started talking about how poor Ye Shen's family was, as if they knew Ye Shen very well.
The villagers began to move again.
Ye Shen unbuttoned his clothes and took out a wad of money from the inner pocket of his jacket.
It's a pity that the maximum face value of the money is ten yuan, and this pile is not much money.
Ye Shen knew that it was 500.
He took out some money from other pockets, which added up to nearly 2,000 yuan.
If it was him before, he would carry a maximum of 200 yuan with him when he goes out.
When I met Hua Zhao a few years ago, my colleagues borrowed 200 yuan for her travel expenses.
But now every time he goes out, Hua Zhao desperately puts money into his pocket.
"I didn't bring that much with me when I went out. You can distribute these to the villagers first, and I'll have my family deliver the rest." Ye Shen said to the village chief.
The village chief took the money and knew it was true as soon as he got it, his eyes suddenly changed when he looked at Ye Shen.
The fierceness is gone, and it becomes a smile.
This money is enough for a family to divide 100 or 80.
One hundred and eighty yuan is enough to make up for their losses.
The biggest expenditures for building an earthen house are wood, beams, windows and doors.
Adobe does not need money.
And they don't need money for wood, so the cost of building a house in their place is extremely low.
As for those belongings at home, one hundred and eighty, some people are enough, and some people are almost.
"He has no money! He lied to you! He just wants you to let him go! His family will never send him money! Don't listen to him! He lied to you!" Miao Miao shouted.
Ye Shen sighed and said to the village chief, "She's a little bit out of her mind."
The village chief nodded in agreement.
People who can take out 2,000 yuan are not rich, so what is rich?
He can't always carry the whole family's money with him. If he has money, there must be some in his family.
His requirements are not high, not 2,000 yuan per household, and a few thousand yuan more, enough to make up for their losses.
"Don't listen to him! He set the fire, how could he pay you money?"
"He just wanted to get away!"
The people around Hua Zhao were chatting.
At this time, Ye Shen said to the village chief: "I didn't set the fire, and I never went out at night. You should be able to guess what happened by looking at them?"
The village chief held the money and looked at the group of young people again, and it really felt different.
Each of them looked angry, even more angry than those whose houses were burned, and looked like they wanted to kill this young man now.
The people outside, the heart is too bad!
"Brother, did you bring any money?" Ye Shen suddenly shouted behind the village chief.
Ye Ming squeezed over, holding the money from Chong Wuluo in his hand.
Wu Luo usually goes out on missions, and it is almost enough to carry a few thousand dollars with him.
But Ye Ming had just received a large amount of money for the pen, so he brought a little more and put 10,000 in his backpack.
A bundle of money was handed over to the village chief.
"This is my younger brother. I haven't returned from home for a few days. I can't worry about going out to look for it. I didn't expect to be tricked into this deep mountain and old forest and set fire to death...
Ye Ming said: "I'm causing trouble for you, you should take the money first. Although he didn't set the fire, it also started because of him. He said that 2,000 per family is 2,000 per family, and I will let the rest now. Go home and get it."
He winked at the man behind him.
Immediately, two men withdrew from the crowd and rushed into the dark mountain.
The village chief couldn't see anything else, only Ye Minghe saw the bundle of money in his hand.
He was still wondering before, how could a few such capable young people suddenly appear in their poor mountain nest, cutting down trees to put out fires, quickly and easily.
Today, the fire can be put out so quickly, and the few people who joined later have contributed a lot.
It's just that I was so angry before that I didn't even bother to thank him.
It turned out that people came to look for his brother.
The village chief began to count the money while thanking him...Real money, it's all real!
He had never seen so much money in his life.
The other villagers were not much better. In the dark night, their eyes were all in the light of the flashlight.
Miao Hong and the others glanced at each other, never expecting this perfect game to be broken like this.
Originally, they thought that the fire could burn Ye Shen to death.
He obviously took the medicine at dinner, why didn't he fall into a coma!
Even if he didn't die, why was he not killed by accusing him of setting fire to so many people's homes!
What if he said he lost money? If you can't get it out, you're lying! Even more hateful, killed on the spot!
Who knew he was carrying so much money with him!
Who knew that Ye Ming had brought more money!
Why is the Ye family like this... It's amazing to be rich!
Miao Hong looked at her sister again.
Miao Miao suddenly shouted: "It was obviously ours that was discovered by the villagers, and then you and I set the fire together! Said to burn them to death! What kind of person are you pretending to be!"
This sentence is stimulating.
But the village chief didn't say a word because of so much money in his hand.
He didn't make a sound, someone made a sound, and someone in the crowd immediately asked curiously, "Who found it? Who found this pair..."
Ye Shen is the God of Wealth who gives money, so he can't be scolded.
"Who found out what they were doing?"
For the money's sake, no one was holding on to the fire any more, but paid attention to that.
A weak voice sounded from the crowd: "I saw it."