I Got Rich in Period Fiction

"In the dead of winter, the house was set on fire, and it wasn’t something that could be covered up. There were still many things inside, and surely they got burned too."

On the other end, Qiao Shengbao picked up the phone and told Qiao Qingyu not to worry, "Some of the things inside indeed burned, but he and a few brothers as well as Qiao Genbao had managed to salvage everything during the day. It was just his crafts made from corn leaves and wheat stalks that were largely destroyed."

But those losses couldn’t be mentioned anymore, not when compared to the shock they experienced.

However, Qiao Shengbao was furious, "Wang Mei is inhumane. She didn’t consider the monks or the Buddha, and there were elderly and children in the house. How could she bear to do this? I don’t care whose grandma or mother she is. I’ve already reported it. This is arson. We absolutely cannot let her off lightly..."

Qiao Shengbao also knew that he couldn’t occupy the He Family’s phone for too long.

Besides, it wasn’t something good to dwell on. Mentioning it briefly was enough; in fact, his uncle thought it was best not to say anything temporarily, to avoid worrying his little aunt.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Qingyu then said to Wu Qianyun, "Mom, you and dad should move out of the Qiao Family Team."

"Let me think about it." Wu Qianyun’s complexion was poor. Although she knew her husband was alright, and her son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren were all safe, how could she not worry without hearing their voices?

But even if she worried, she couldn’t just leave little Chaoxuan and go back to the Qiao Family Team. Besides, what was there to go back for?

She’d only end up more upset.