The crackling sound of the collapsed house seemed to be mixed with the cries of children.

The hearts of the people were broken, and the cry of sorrow pierced through the dome, making the hearts tremble, and the fire grew bigger and bigger, and the wind blew.

Immediately, the houses adjacent to the yard were set on fire, and then, the fire burned down the camp, and almost the entire Xingshan Village was submerged in the sea of fire.

Leng Xiaoxi woke up from her grief, and quickly commanded the people, calling more than 100 people who she had hired to build houses before, and then stayed as workers, along with the strong laborers in the village.

Centered on the open space in the village, a fire escape was built to minimize the loss of the villagers.

Under the command of Leng Xiaoxi, the men fought against the fire on the side of the fire, and on the side of the fire, the cries of the women and children were practiced, and the firelight reflected half of the sky.

The women retreated, retreating, retreating, until they withdrew from the shack and stream where Leng Xiaoxi lived a few kilometers away from the village.

Under the command of Leng Xiaoxi, everyone quickly built several long dragons, and the source of the long dragons was by the stream.

Buckets and buckets of water were splashed on the fires that were flying and delusionally licking the crowd.

Man fights with fire......

When the sky turned white, the fire weakened, and man finally conquered the fire.

When the fog cleared and the fiery red sunlight jumped out of the ground, the smell of burnt flesh filled people's noses, and everywhere was the harsh blackness of the fire.

The adults and children all sobbed, and Leng Xiaoxi forced himself to endure the grief of losing his loved ones.

She began to count the number of people, and no one in the village, from the side of the mill tree, to the houses of the villagers living here, was spared.

The villagers who live on the other side of the mill, with the villagers' hard work, most of the houses are intact.

Although the house of the You family is closest to the millstone, it is on the side of the millstone, where it stands intact.

As a result, her family mingled in the crowd, watching as they became homeless overnight, and the smug and gloating expressions on their faces could not be controlled.

Most of the houses in Xingshan Village were reduced to ashes, but fortunately, those people had already prepared, and everyone came out, but there were still a few old, weak, sick and disabled people who died in the fire.

The houses were burned, but all the living were left homeless.

The heaviest loss was Leng Xiaoxi's family, Leng Xiaoling died in the fire, Chunhua Niang came to Leng Xiaoxi's side crying, and told her that her grandmother Bi Chuan was frightened and choked badly, so she didn't come up in one breath and left.

Her loving grandmother is gone, and her lovely sister is gone.

The continuous grief weighed down Leng Xiaoxi almost breathlessly, the collapse of the house, all the property in the family, the silver and silver tickets turned into ashes, all of which were not as painful as the loss of relatives, which made Leng Xiaoxi feel unbearable.

A few hours earlier, she had been coquettish in her grandmother's arms, who was caressing her cheeks with her calloused hands.

Leng Xiaoling's silver bell-like laughter in his ears, and the sweet and creamy fragrance of Xiaoling's body seemed to remain between his noses.

However, all of this will become an immortal memory, and she will never see Leng Xiaoling's innocent smile and grandma's calloused hands again.

Leng Xiaoxi cried, and found Leng Xiaoling curled up in the charred ruins, making it difficult for people to tell that this was a human corpse.

Leng Xiaoling's small arm was raised high, as if she was begging for help, and her smiling face was raised, looking at the sky.

She departed in such a sad way.

Grandma Bi Chuan had a wound on her face, lying flat on the ground, her clothes were tattered from the fire, her hair was burned, her eyes were open, and no one could close them if she stepped forward.

Leng Xiaoxi endured his grief, "Grandma, rest in peace! You went over there to take good care of Xiaoling, my sister is too young to be taken care of." ”

Hearing this, the villagers burst into tears.

Leng Degui woke up and didn't say a word, his empty eyes looked at the sky so sadly, and his mouth kept chattering.

"Xiaoling, Xiaoling's father is sorry for you, Dad is useless, Dad is useless, Dad is useless......"

And Zhang Xiuying was overly sad, and sometimes when she woke up, she would grab Leng Xiaoxi's hand and tell her that she should be optimistic about her sister, who was most afraid of fire.

There is nothing like a good family, a happy family has become so sad and sad that Leng Xiaoxi is now like this.

Leng Xiaogang, Leng Xiaojuan, and Leng Xiaoqiang learned the news in Nanqiu Town, and the three young children didn't have time to take the car, and they ran back without stopping with only a pair of legs for more than ten miles.

"Sister, what about my father, what about my mother, what about my grandmother, what about my sister?" Leng Xiaojuan shook Leng Xiaoxi vigorously, and asked like this again and again.

"Sister, why is this the family?" Leng Xiaogang stood in front of the charred ruins, staring at Leng Xiaoxi with a pair of shocked eyes.

"Sister, I want my mother, I want my father, I want my grandmother?" said the youngest brother Leng Xiaoqiang and threw himself on the ruins that were still smoking and warm.

Tears fell down, and Leng Xiaoxi stepped forward and grabbed the youngest Leng Xiaoqiang.

"Xiaoqiang, my father and mother are here, over there. ”

She didn't dare to tell her younger siblings that Grandma Bi Chuan was gone forever, and she didn't dare to tell them that the one on the ground not far from them, curled up, like a dead tree root, was their dear sister Xiaoling.

Leng Xiaoxi has been blaming herself since the moment the fire started, because she was afraid of the cold and did not extinguish the fire brazier before going to bed, which led to the cause of the fire.

To put it bluntly, she Leng Xiaoxi is the culprit who caused the villagers to be homeless.

It's himself, Leng Xiaoxi is a sinner, Leng Xiaoxi is sorry for everyone, Leng Xiaoxi is sorry for the villagers.

Endless self-blame devoured her heart, grief swept Leng Xiaoxi's nerves, she tearfully told Chunlan and Chrysanthemum's sister-in-law to take care of her grandmother and Xiaoling's funeral for her, and take care of her father.

Faced with dozens of homeless villagers, she endured her grief, and didn't the two new buildings just be renovated.

When the house is built, it is for people to live in and serve people, and she can't watch the villagers suffer, and she can't let the people suffer.

She asked someone to open the storeroom of the fruit wine, bring out fresh fruit and distribute it to everyone, and the rice from the brewery was used for cooking.

Soon, more than a dozen cauldrons were set up in the open space in front of the building, boiling water for everyone to drink, for everyone to wash.

Leng Xiaoxi instructed Tian Qingfu to lead the villagers to kill more than a dozen big fat pigs in a row and go to the fish pond to dig holes to catch fish.

But everything that Leng Xiaoxi thought of and could eat, he had to take it out for the villagers to eat, and people would not be sad when they were full, she was ashamed of the villagers.

Soon, in the cold winter, the open space outside the village, in front of the newly built buildings, was bustling with activity, and the food was fragrant.

You Shi's family also mixed in the crowd, scrambling to eat meat, and You Shi ate several large bowls of white rice in a row.

While eating, she also pushed Qiu Yinghai and her two girls with her hands, and her mouth was stuffed with pork.

"Eat more, eat more, this meat is so fragrant, so fragrant. ”

Qiu Zhenping's daughter-in-law Cui'er woke up from her fright, she saw that everyone did not suspect that this fire was put by her Cui'er, and her hanging heart fell back into her stomach.

Together with You, she ate in big bowls, ate meat, and drank wine.

"Zhenping...... Zhenping, this thing is so delicious, everyone can eat it...... Such a delicious thing, shouldn't you thank me Cui'er? ”

Cui'er slurred her speech, and touched Qiu Zhenping's wine bowl with a bowl of wine.

When this fire started, Qiu Zhenping always suspected that Cui'er did it, because before going to bed, Cui'er kept gritting her teeth and scolding Leng Xiaoxi.

If it is not to say that this revenge is not avenged, it is not her Cui'er's personality.

Before going to bed, Cui'er tossed Qiu Zhenping hard, but when Qiu Zhenping, who was tired, fell asleep, he got up in the middle of the night and didn't see where Cui'er went.

He was frightened, and his heart was not good, so he quickly got up and wanted to look for it, but he heard someone outside shouting that it was on fire.

And Qiu Zhenping, who came to the door, saw Cui'er running back in a panic, and when she came back, she pulled Qiu Zhenping alive and didn't tell him to go out, and shouted loudly......

"It's enjoyable, you deserve it, Leng Xiaoxi will burn you. Nonsense like that.

All signs indicate that the culprit of this fire is Cui'er, and it is Cui'er who wants to burn Leng Xiaoxi to death by fire prevention, and burn Leng Xiaoxi's family to death, so that she can go to Ji Boming's Zhenjun Mansion to enjoy happiness.

There is no Leng Xiaoxi who can restrain her.

Qiu Zhenping saw that Cui'er was drunk and was talking nonsense, so he quickly reached out to cover her mouth and said bluntly to the villagers.

"She's overly sad, she's drinking too much, she's drinking too much. ”

Qiu Zhenping is like this, and no one in the villagers doubts that it is normal for anyone not to be sad about the fire in Xingshan Village, and for people to be sad and drink too much.

The villagers had their stomachs full and their bodies warmed.

Next, Leng Xiaoxi thought about assigning her new house according to the specifications of one house per family.

The announcement of her decision was immediately cheered by the villagers.

You must know that in the past, everyone lived in all mud houses, and most of them were dilapidated and almost inhabitable.

Now, they can live in such a beautiful building that they never dared to think of before, and everyone has a sense of happiness that they are in a desperate situation and a blessing in disguise.

In the midst of the noise, none of the villagers quarreled because they liked the floor, and there was no dispute very quickly, and each family lived in a spacious, three-bedroom and one-bedroom house, each with its own kitchen, and the pattern of our modern people.

The house was assigned, and Leng Xiaoxi immediately went to Nanqiu Town and found Xiao Liang, the shopkeeper of Lin Da.

She and they lent a few thousand taels of silver at once on the condition that they borrowed money with interest.

She took the money, and with the villagers, went to the shop that she had opened in the third Belanderson.

Leng Desen knew what was happening in Xingshan Village, and immediately said generously.

"Whatever is in this store, you can take it at will, I will only charge it according to the purchase price, and I will never make a penny. ”

Nearby rice shops, cloth shops, cotton shops, but all the kitchen utensils, home furniture, and clothes worn by the villagers.

Leng Xiaoxi is thoughtful and thorough.

In less than a day, all the families were settled.

When, in the two seven-story buildings, the lights were lit on the windows of each house, Leng Xiaoxi had to sit there and take a breath.

Don't want to......