When the Flood Comes: I Push the Evil Family Into the Abyss

When they heard that hotels cost thousands per night, they immediately pulled back, and no one mentioned leaving again.

Nina poked Thomas on the forehead.

"Is your brain full of crap? We've got such a nice place to stay, and all you think about is going out and spending money."

"It'd be best to kick that woman out; then the house would be completely ours, and we wouldn't need to rebuild."

Just like the story of the farmer and the snake.

But I wasn't angry at all. Since I couldn't take the house with me, I might as well give it to them.

Let it be their tomb.

There were only a few hours left until the landslide.

I moved all the food I had hidden before to another place. I must ensure that after they were buried, I have enough supplies to last me a few days.

I found a raincoat and boots, packed a few of my best clothes, and secretly gathered all the gold and bankbooks, hiding them outside.

Apart from this empty shell of a house, I took everything valuable that I could.

Whatever I couldn't take, I left as their grave goods.

With everything prepared, I sat on the sofa, doing nothing.

Nina, her stomach growling, ordered me to cook.

But I looked at her with difficulty.

"There are too many people, and we've run out of rice."

When she heard there was no food left, she immediately lost it.

Together with Thomas, they pushed me out of the door.

"Hurry up and borrow some rice from the neighbors, or go to the mountains to find some wild vegetables to eat. Whatever you do, don't let us go hungry, or we'll kill you."

Half resisting, half complying, they pushed me out of my own home.

Standing not far away, I looked up at the hill behind the house.

With an excited heart, I silently counted the time.

3, 2, 1!

Boom.......