Li Xing'an smiled, "Third Sister, you're worrying unnecessarily, it's nothing!"
Li Yuzhu was anxious and pressed on, "What do you mean it's nothing? The County Magistrate can't be speaking for Brother Chai, can he?"
Connections go around and around, everyone knows each other, but you'd owe the County Magistrate a favor.
Li Xing'an laughed again, "Not at all, it was a clerk from the sundry store who reported the danger. The reason was that in the middle of the night, a big rat ran out of the store, the shopkeeper grabbed a broom to chase the rat, and the rat scurried around, knocking over an oil lamp. The lamp tipped over onto a small couch, setting on fire a pile of clothes and bedding."
"..."
"In a panic, the shopkeeper kicked over a barrel of wine, and suddenly, the fire shot up high, burning off most of the shopkeeper's hair. The young clerk was so scared he ran to call for help."
"..."
