On the first day of the Lunar New Year, almost the entire village was awakened by the smell of smoke and went out in rags. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone worked together, carrying buckets and pouring water into the fire.

The fire was too strong to extinguish a small corner, and everyone was busy with their faces, but to no avail.

In the crowd, the sound of crying was heard.

"What should I do, people haven't come out yet......"

The old house of the Mo family is inhabited by people on the left and right of the neighborhood, and the adobe house built for convenience at the beginning, and the houses of the three families are made together.

The fire was uncontrollable, and soon the neighbor's house was devastated.

But now is not the time to complain, human lives are at stake.

"No one in the house has come out, how can it be on fire!"

Li splashed water while calling in a hoarse voice.

No matter what kind of disagreement the two families have, blood is thicker than water and cannot be changed.

Mo Xiaohe wiped the black ash on his face with his sleeve, and burst into tears.

Gu Zheng went in for a quarter of an hour, but there was no movement.

At the window and doorway, a sea of fire had already formed, and a strong tongue of fire swept in.

If you stay inside for too long, the smoke will enter the respiratory tract, and there will be more than luck.

"Mother, what can I do with the lobby sister!"

Mo Daya is not good, and she is also her cousin, in front of everyone, Mo Xiaohe didn't say it too clearly.

Li nodded, worried.

In order to keep her reputation, Mo Daya's unmarried pregnancy is a big secret, and if it is revealed, it will directly affect the reputation of the Mo family's daughter.

Pregnant is already fragile, if ......

Li didn't dare to imagine.

"Mother, Brother Gu hasn't moved yet, I'll go in and take a look."

At the critical moment, Mo Xiaohe couldn't take care of it too much, just now his father Mo Jingshan kept rushing in and was stopped by the villagers.

He is a scholar, he doesn't do work on weekdays, and he goes in for nothing, and he has to increase the burden on Gu Zheng.

"At this time, only the ugly hunter dares to go in."

While fighting the fire, someone in the crowd sighed.

Unexpectedly, the only one who stood up turned out to be the wild man they hated the most.

Gu Zheng's face was serious, and the scars on his face were hideous, which made the villagers shudder when they looked at it.

He lived in the mountains, could hunt wild boars, had a strong body, and had infinite strength, so everyone thought he was a wild man who killed people without saying a word, and he hid away on weekdays.

There are many sayings among the people of Dawu that those who break their faces will be punished by their parents.

Although the villagers still hated Gu Zheng, they began to worry about his safety.

"Sister-in-law of the Mo family, no wonder you have to let Xiaohe marry Orion."

If nothing else, this character will pass, and the people will see the hearts of the people in times of crisis.

Su Ri and the Mo family have a good relationship, they can only help carry water to extinguish the fire, and if they want to go in to save people, they can't do it.

Who would risk their lives to save someone who is not related by blood?

"It's out, it's out!"

Someone had sharp eyes and shouted.

The crowd carried buckets and began to pour water on the windows.

The water in the neighbor's tank has run out.

The villagers were anxious and busy looking for water.

The nearest village chief's house had a well, but no one from that house had ever come out.

The village chief broke his eggs and became a eunuch, and the dominatrix no longer made trouble, decadent and tight.

The family packed up, behaved with their tails between their legs, and was gray, ready to go to other places to beg for a living after the New Year.

The Mo family has a grudge against the village chief's family, so it's no wonder that the family can help.

A tall figure appeared at the window.

Gu Zheng carried the old lady of the Mo family behind him, and held Grandpa Mo Xiaohe in his arms, effortlessly.

His face was covered in black ash, his shirt was torn, and his arms were burned.

Half of the house was destroyed, and the fire was raging and would soon collapse.

"People first, I'll go inside and have a look."

In fact, I didn't see the rest of the people inside, and for the sake of prudence, Gu Zheng turned around and fell into the fire again.

"Brother Gu!"

Mo Xiaohe was about to rush in, but was dragged back by the Li family.

"Mother, don't stop me, our family won't go in, why let Brother Gu go in to save people?"

This was said with resentment, and Mo Xiaohe felt resentful in his heart.

Dad and eldest brother went to the side room to put out the fire, but it was empty, and the people close to the clan still stood and watched the excitement, and they didn't do anything at all.

Gu Zheng was just married to her, and for the Mo family, he was an outsider who was not recognized.

Let outsiders fight for their lives, but relatives don't do it.

Her heart was cold.

After the crossing, her father and mother have been instilling in her the idea that all the clansmen are relatives.

Whoever is in difficulty at home, as long as Mo Jingshan can do it, he will help.

Who knows, will help a group of white-eyed wolves?

Maybe she's too extreme, people are inherently selfish, saving people in the sea of fire, that's going to be desperate, who is tired of living?

The main house had been burned down and half collapsed, and the visibility in the smoke was very low, Gu Zheng covered his mouth and nose with a moist handkerchief, looked around, and did not see the rest of the Mo family.

Not far away, an ox cart came.

Mo Xiaohe's eldest aunt got down from the ox cart, stared, and saw that her house had been burned down, and immediately sat on the ground, crying.

"Evil, the first day of the new year, why did you destroy the house?"

The driver was Mo Xiaohe's uncle, and Mo Daya was sitting on the ox cart, as well as Mo Daya's youngest brother.

"Everyone is together, there is no one in the house!"

I don't know who shouted, Mo Xiaohe woke up like a dream, she ignored Li's obstruction, and shouted desperately at the window, "Brother Gu, come out quickly, there is no one in the house!" ”

shouted three times in a row before Gu Zheng responded.

"What the hell is going on?"

Those who are older than the New Year are not at home to keep the New Year, leaving the old man and the old lady, where did they go in the ox cart?

The eldest aunt hesitated, glanced at Mo Daya, and stopped talking.

Li suddenly understood.

After eating the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Mo Daya said that she was not feeling well.

After dark, she clutched her stomach again and kept tossing, saying that her stomach hurt.

In the early stages of pregnancy, it was particularly easy to have a miscarriage, and Uncle Mo Xiaohe had no choice but to take Mo Daya to her mother's village to find a safe barefoot doctor to check.

Mo Daya works all year round, and she is good at giving birth and raising, but she eats too much and accumulates food, so there is no big problem.

After drinking a little decoction, Mo Daya fell asleep.

It was getting late, so in order not to rush the night, the family stayed there and slept, and set off at dawn to catch up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, he saw thick smoke billowing from the direction of his house.

Mo Xiaohe's grandmother was rescued in time, and after the barefoot doctor in the village checked the pulse, he said that there was no major problem, but he fainted.

Gu Zheng alone saved two lives.

"Brother Gu!"

Mo Xiaohe saw Gu Zheng appear at the window, she clenched her fists nervously, her fingernails sank into the flesh of her palm, and she couldn't detect the pain.

"Whoa......

As soon as Gu Zheng stepped forward, the huge beams supporting the house behind him collapsed, and the old house was completely in ruins.

Despite his agility, he was still hit in the back by Liang Mu and staggered a few steps.

Mo Xiaohe couldn't put out the fire anymore, and poured a bucket of water at Gu Zheng.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Gu Zheng reluctantly handed the handkerchief to Mo Xiaohe, and said regretfully, "It's just that the handkerchief is dirty and dyed." ”

As soon as the words fell, Gu Zheng closed his eyes, his body was crooked, and he fell straight down.

Mo Xiaohe's eyes were quick, and he hugged Gu Zheng's waist with both hands, letting him, a big man, enter her arms.