Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 121 Who Set the Fire (3)_1

Chapter 121: Chapter 121 Who Set the Fire (3)_1

Everyone was startled, giving Mo Dashan strange looks. If Mo Dashan had tried to make an excuse, they certainly wouldn’t have believed him, but since he had revealed the purpose of his late-night visit, they really couldn’t suspect him anymore.

Mo Qingze walked over, patted his shoulder with a smile, and said, "I owe you thanks for tonight. If it hadn’t been for you discovering the fire and calling for help in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Instead of succeeding in his plan to harm others, Mo Dashan was receiving their gratitude; he found himself at a loss for words, not quite able to identify the feeling in his heart. Glancing at the sincere face of Mo Qingze, his own face felt as if it were on fire. He pushed Mo Qingze away and turned to leave.

Mo Qingze just smiled, unperturbed, but his mood sunk again upon thinking that the arsonist had not been found.

Everyone gathered to discuss the matter for a while, but came to no sound conclusion. Tired from getting up in the middle of the night to fight the fire, they decided to continue the discussion the next day.

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It wasn’t until the next day that Mo Yan found out that most of the wood meant for building the house had been set ablaze.

Learning the full story and reassured by Mo Qingze’s promise, she also felt that the arsonist was unlikely to be Mo Dashan. However, with the recent construction at home and the purchase of the barren hill, the household had certainly attracted a lot of jealousy. If someone really committed arson out of jealousy, it wouldn’t be impossible.

This broadened the pool of suspects considerably, but her intuition led her to suspect Old Man Mo’s family first; nevertheless, with only suspicions and no hard evidence, she wasn’t about to accuse anyone.

With the beams burnt and some rafters and purlins lost, there was no time to chop and dry new wood from the mountains, so Mo Yan had to put aside the hill matters for a while and ensured that Mu’s Shop had a sufficient supply of wood prepared in advance.

Fearing further sabotage, that very afternoon, Mo Yan went back to the city and left Little Flower at the construction site.

The workers had never seen a snow wolf before, and since Little Flower stuck close to Mo Yan, rubbing against her legs and wagging its tail obediently like many dogs, they mistook it for an exceptionally large white dog. It didn’t cause any disturbance; some animal lovers even approached to pet it, only to be regally avoided by the proud Little Flower.

Mo Yan took Little Flower around the site of the fire to see if it could sniff out anything suspicious. However, after sniffing around east and west for a while, Little Flower found nothing.

"It’s only been one day and you can’t smell anything suspicious; how did you find me before?"

Disappointed, Mo Yan pinched Little Flower’s large ears. As if understanding her words, Little Flower sniffed her right palm, then looked up at her with its bright, shining eyes, as if trying to communicate with her.

To her own surprise, Mo Yan understood. Subconsciously touching her right palm, could it be that because she carried the Space and used Spirit Spring Water, she had a special scent on her that ordinary people couldn’t detect, but Little Flower could?

Sighing as she stroked Little Flower’s large wolf head, she said, "If you can’t find it, then you can’t. But you’ll have to work a bit harder for now. Stay at the construction site with my dad. Once the house is built, I’ll set aside a room just for you and cook you delicious food every day."

Little Flower must have been moved by a certain word, for it couldn’t help but let out a "howl" of Wolf Howl, excitedly knocking Mo Yan to the ground and giving her a face wash with its wet, warm tongue.

Fortunately, there was no one around to recognize the sound. Pushing it away, Mo Yan wiped her face with her sleeve, her expression full of disdain.

She always felt this silly creature had been getting smarter by the day since it started entering the Space each night; at least it seemed to understand everything she said and could respond with appropriate actions.

At that moment, Little Flower was squinting its wolf eyes and sticking out its large tongue, affectionately nuzzling Mo Yan.

Even though it was a noble snow wolf and should not be ingratiating itself to a human, what was flattery when it came to its future growth? Could flattery be eaten like Spiritual Energy?

And so, Little Flower stayed at the construction site. Although it was unhappy about not being able to enter the Space and drink Spirit Spring Water, the thought of Mo Yan bringing it delicious Spatial Chicken every day made it act as dutifully as a dog, patrolling the site without sneaking away.

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