PS: Thank you for the reward from mortals. Recently, my body has been cold, and the frequency of updates has decreased, so please forgive me, and please take good care of your body and take care of yourself.

The spring in March is really annoying, the cold wind blows all the time all day long, and the occasional little sunshine shines on people, but it does not bring warmth.

Ning Zhichu, who slept very comfortably, was woken up by Ning's mother's slap, and when he looked at the time, it was already half past one. Ning Zhichu, who slept for less than an hour, said that the spring sleepiness was very strict, and he wanted to continue to sleep. However, when I thought about it, it seemed that the post office would receive mail until 3:30 p.m., otherwise it would have to wait for the postal workers to come back tomorrow to receive the envelopes. As soon as he thought of this, Ning Zhichu seized the time to wash his face with cold water indiscriminately and shake his spirits.

After walking out of the house, Ning Zhichu regretted leaving the warm quilt too early, in order to reduce the contact time with the cold wind, Ning Zhichu stepped on the hot wheels and headed towards the post office. My sister would rather not have the habit of taking a lunch break, and went out to school with friends long before Ning Zhichu was woken up.

Ning Zhichu's home is not far from Chengnan Middle School, and the bicycle ride generally only takes about ten minutes, but the post office in Xinnan Town is far away from Chengnan Middle School. I don't know what the leaders of Xinnan Town think, the Xinnan Town Post Office and Chengnan Middle School are separated by a national highway, on the opposite side of the crossroads, across the road. The traffic flow of this national highway is large, especially the large trucks, there are large trucks speeding through from morning to night all day, and I don't know what the reason is, there have been no traffic lights and zebra crossings at the intersection, so accidents occur frequently, and the general residents are very careful when crossing the road. It wasn't until 2014, after a decade of protests by residents, that traffic lights and zebra crossings were set up.

By the time Ning Zhichu came to the crossroads, it was already 1:45 noon. It was 14:10 in the first class of Chengnan Middle School in the afternoon, so Ning Zhichu still had nearly twenty minutes to put the envelope into the mailbox.

In fact, Ning Zhichu wants to complain, at this time, the work efficiency of the post office, or even more want to complain about such a big place in the south of the city, why is there only a post box in the post office, and a new post box cannot be set up near the school or other places? Otherwise, at this time, it happened to be the hottest period for students to make pen pals, and every time Ning Zhichu saw those little girls and boys crossing the road together, he sweated for them in his heart.

Seeing that there was a vacancy where there was just no traffic, Ning Zhichu kicked his feet and drove from one end of the national highway to the other. But when Ning Zhichu wanted to drive towards the post office, suddenly a loud "boom" exploded in his ears. Ning Zhichu was frightened, and if he was not careful, the bicycle knocked down the flower bed on the side of the road and fell to the ground.

Ignoring the tearing pain in his knees and elbows, Ning Zhichu stood up, looked back, and found that at the intersection, a big red truck with a white BMW on its head knocked down three or four sidewalk trees in a row, toppled to the ground, and caused a raging fire. And the BMW, which was pressed against the wall of a flower bed by the front of the big truck, was unrecognizable, and a large pool of blood flowed from the body.

People seemed surprised by the occurrence of the car accident and did not react for a moment. The two cars that were going to Yuanjiang District couldn't dodge and rear-ended, leaving a pitch-black brake mark on the road, and bursts of black smoke rose from the rear of the car.

Ning Zhichu blinked and blurted out, "Call 110 to call the police, come and save people." ”

At this time, people were still quite simple in their hearts, and after hearing Ning Zhichu's words, they stepped forward to help. Shops near the road where they can, pick up buckets of tap water and splash water on the body of the truck that ignited the flames. A middle-aged man who looked like Maitreya Buddha did not hesitate to take out his mobile phone to call the police, and after reporting to the police, he joined the residents' spontaneous rescue brigade regardless of the goods in his car.

After a while, the co-pilot of the BMW, who was crying and covered in blood, was dragged out of the BMW by all the enthusiastic people. Unfortunately, due to the tight roof of the BMW at the front of the large truck, there was no way to get out the male driver who had fallen into a coma. The driver of the big truck, when he overturned, climbed out of the cab with a grunt, and is now sitting in the middle of the road, seemingly unable to believe the accident happened.

Ning Zhichu, as the first to react, was directing the owners or employees of several stores along the street, non-stop from the shopkeepers to get buckets of clean water from the shop, and then splashed it on the warehouse of the truck. Fortunately, it was only the goods in the warehouse that caught fire, not the driver's seat, otherwise, Ning Zhichu and they would not dare to use water to pour the fire. It's a pity that the fire is getting bigger and bigger, and you can feel the hot heat even when you get close to the warehouse and splash the water on it.

"Hey, Ning Zhichu, what are you doing? Such a strict car accident, are you putting out the fire? ”

Just as Ning Zhichu took over the bucket full of water in the hand of an unknown boy in front of him, Zhang Jing's exclamation sounded in his ears.

Ning Zhichu raised his head, wiped his face, handed the bucket to the uncle in front of him who often set up a stall on the street corner to sell pancakes and fruits, and sighed: "Yes, Zhang Jing." I was just about to go to the post office to deliver a letter when there was a car accident here. There's nothing going on here, you can go to school and ask me for a leave of absence first. “

"Cut, are you allowed to put out the fire, and I am not allowed to save people?" Zhang Jing pursed her lips, parked the bicycle to the side, rolled up her sleeves, and wanted to join the fire brigade together, but Ning Zhichu refused.

Ning Zhichu said, "You are a little girl, you don't have much strength, you might as well direct the traffic, you see what this intersection is blocked now." “

Zhang Jing responded dissatisfiedly, "Hmph, don't look down on people, my sister has strength." Although she said that, Zhang Jing looked at the surrounding traffic situation and was indeed unsatisfactory, so she obediently went to direct the traffic. In front of beautiful women, men will pretend to be gentlemen, so in Zhang Jing, a young girl with vitality, many owners of private cars will be willing to obey the command, and gradually the traffic will begin to develop in a smooth direction.

At this time, the traffic police and fire trucks also arrived at the scene of the accident at the same time. Several traffic policemen who arrived first saw that the scene was so tragic, so they had to divide their manpower to maintain order and call for support at the same time. After the firefighters got out of the car, they aimed the fire extinguisher at the raging fire with increasing arrogance without saying a word, and the other part of the officers and soldiers came to the front of the BMW car to figure out the situation and formulate the best rescue plan.

About 30 minutes later, the firefighters rescued the male driver who was stuck in the driver's seat of the BMW, but unfortunately, the rescued male driver who was placed on the stretcher seemed to be silent, and the doctors and nurses who arrived later did not want to give up and were rescuing. The female passenger not far from the stretcher and the family members of the male driver who arrived later were crying out for the ground.

Ning Zhichu and Zhang Jing stood side by side, looking at the chaotic scene of the car accident, speechless for a long time, as if they couldn't accept that a bright life had passed away.