In the hall, except for Yang Ruoqing, everyone else breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

But Yang Ruoqing did not, because she knew the character of the old lady. The so-called three seconds of silence were not because she listened to Sun's advice and considered that the children should not make noise when sleeping, but that the old lady needed to use these three seconds.

She had time to digest the message Sun brought to her.

After three seconds, there will be two results.

First, the old lady took the advice seriously and stopped making trouble for the time being.

Second, the old lady became so angry that a bigger and more violent storm broke out.

The probability of choosing the latter is 99.9%, and the probability of the former should be 0.1%.

Yang Ruoqing silently counted 'three, two, one...'

However, after counting, there was no more fierce cursing coming from behind the west room door.

This made Yang Ruoqing, who had always been very confident in her guess, a little confused. What the hell is this old lady doing? She actually made the 0.1% chance become true?

The hearts of other people in the main room were completely relieved this time, and Mrs. Sun even said a few words of gratitude towards the west room door.

It was quiet in the west room. Mrs. Tan didn't knock on the door, nor did she hit the tables, chairs or other things in the room.

But this quietness is so quiet that it makes people feel panicked.

"Mom, come here." Yang Ruoqing suddenly reminded Sun in a hushed voice.

"What's wrong, Qing'er?" Sun didn't know why.

Yang Ruoqing stepped forward and pulled Sun over. At this moment, she saw black smoke coming from under her feet.

The black smoke was very thin, curling out from under the door of the washroom.

"No, my grandma set the West House on fire!"

Yang Ruoqing shouted, quickly untied the bolt hanging on the door, and pushed the door open at the same time.

However, the door could not be pushed open. Apparently, Tan had bolted the door from the inside!

"What?"

The others didn't realize what it meant when they first heard this. Then, they all discovered the black smoke overflowing from under the door.

The black smoke became more and more gurgling, and now everyone else was panicking!

Screaming and yelling, Yang Huamei rushed to the door of the West House with her eldest grandson in her arms, freeing up one hand to slam the door.

While patting and crying: "Mother, please open the door, don't do anything stupid!"

Tan's unhurried voice came from the west room: "Didn't you lock me in the room earlier and prevent me from coming out? Okay, then I won't come out, old lady. I will die in this room!"

When the people outside the house heard Tan's words, they all paused briefly. After a moment, they all reacted. Yang Huamei was so anxious that she stamped her feet and cried loudly: "Mother, mother, if you have anything to say, come out and let us talk to you."

Ah, even if you want me to kneel down and kowtow to you, that’s fine, don’t do anything stupid!”

Sun and Bao Suyun were also panicked. They cried and tried to persuade them incoherently.

Ms. Liu was also panicked. She hid her feet and clapped her hands and shouted loudly: "Old lady, you are not only going to burn yourself to death, but you are also going to burn down Lao Wang's house. Don't do anything stupid. Today

It would be terrible if the wind blows so hard that the entire row of houses is set on fire!"

From the west room came Tan's disdainful response: "Then I have no control over it. Who asked you to lock me up, especially that damn fat girl! I'll bite you and kowtow to me while you're on your knees!"

Everyone looked at Yang Ruoqing, waiting for her to kneel down and kowtow to Mrs. Tan.

Mrs. Sun rushed to the door and knelt down in front of the west room door with a bang.

"Mom, I kneel down for you on behalf of Qing'er. Qing'er had no choice but to do it before. Please don't get serious with her. Please open the door..."

"Mom, what are you doing? Get up!"

Yang Ruoqing wasn't too angry at first, after all, she was the one who forced Mrs. Tan to the west room before.

But this cannot be regarded as her fault.

What was her purpose for doing that? Wasn't it to quickly resolve the fight between her fourth aunt and her aunt on the ground?

"Mom, why are you kneeling down? Why are you kneeling down for her? She doesn't deserve it, so step aside!"

Yang Ruoqing directly pushed Sun into Bao Suyun's arms, "Fifth aunt, help me hold my mother, don't let her come over."

Then she stood in front of the door of the west room with her hands on her hips and shouted to Mrs. Tan inside: "I'll count to three. If you don't open the door, don't blame me for being rude!"

The sound of Tan's stool being thrown was heard from inside: "Oh, this is terrible, you damn fat girl is going to heaven. If you have the ability, use it. Even if I don't live now, old lady, I want you to be charged with murder, so that everyone can do it."

Everyone in the world is here to poke your spine!"

At this moment, black smoke was still gurgling out from under the door, making Yang Hua Mei and his two grandsons standing at the door cough.

Ms. Liu was so anxious that she stamped her feet and said incoherently: "How can we fix this? All the gentlemen in the family have gone to town and haven't come back yet. There are only a few little bean sprouts wearing crotchless pants, right?"

Come on, Da’an, Da’an is at home, I’ll call Da’an over!”

Mrs. Liu was about to run away, but suddenly she heard Yang Ruoqing say: "No need to shout, it's up to me!"

Yang Ruoqing was seen taking a step back, as if she was about to kick in the door.

Yang Huamei quickly stopped her: "No, Qing'er, your grandma is standing behind the door. If she falls down after kicking the door, you can't just fall on her? No, no, no!"

Mr. Tan behind the door heard their concerns and immediately raised his voice, "Come and kick me if you can. Kick me to death and pull me down. Then you will be a murderer. A prince who kills someone is guilty of the same crime as a commoner.

Besides, your man is not a member of the royal family, he is just a general, far from being an emperor..."

Yang Huamei, who had just finished trying to dissuade her, was caught in the middle. Seeing Yang Ruoqing's face turn as cold as water following Tan's provocative words, Yang Huamei was so nervous that cold sweat broke out on her back.

Ignoring the fight with Mrs. Liu earlier, she pushed the eldest grandson in her arms into Mrs. Liu's hands: "Fourth sister-in-law, help me take over the baby!"

Before Ms. Liu could react, a baby was forcefully stuffed into her hand.

Just as she was about to say that she didn't want to hug her, she saw that Yang Huamei had already rushed out of the room and went straight to the west room window.

It seems that Yang Huamei suddenly thought that she could communicate with Tan from the window.

At the door of the west room, Yang Ruoqing gave up her plan to kick the door in. She sneered, pulled out a short dagger from her waist and came to the door.

The dagger was inserted into the crack of the door, and when he lifted it up slightly, he heard a crisp sound of "kata" from inside, and the door opened in response.

"Fifth younger brother and sister, help pick up the child!"

Mrs. Liu thrust the baby in her arms to Bao Suyun like a ball, and rushed into the west room ahead of Yang Ruoqing.

In the west room, thick smoke billowed.

But it was not Mr. Tan who was burning the furniture and bedding. The old lady just carried the mud brazier from the fire barrel in the house to the back of the door, then grabbed a few pieces of clothing and burned them in the brazier.

Everyone who rushed in breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!