Hushui is one of the four-star hotels in Linhu City, although it is not the top five-star, but because it is built near the lake, it is close to the mountains and rivers, but it has a unique aura of lake and water. Wang Zijun had already booked a room before they came to Lake City.

"Zijun, can you help Grandpa Li with this matter?" Mo Xiaobei put the little baby who had just taken a bath on the bed and asked Wang Zijun softly.

Wang Zijun looked at Mo Xiaobei and his son, and a warmth surged in his heart. Mo Xiaobei is in his thirties, but the skin that looks like it is blowing and bursting is more moisturized than when the two first met. If it weren't for the fact that rì is gradually maturing and dressed a little professionally, it is estimated that it can be used as a school flower on a university campus.

"It's no problem to help Grandpa Li, the question is how to help. If I say a word to Linhu City alone, it is not difficult to increase the compensation conditions of Grandpa Li's family. Wang Zijun pondered for a moment, and then said, "In addition, we can help Grandpa Li and them buy another house elsewhere." ”

Mo Xiaobei put down the little baby in his arms and looked at Wang Zijun without saying a word, his slightly frowning brows were telling Wang Zijun everything.

Wang Zijun and Mo Xiaobei have lived together for so many years, and they have long been heart-to-heart. Looking at Mo Xiaobei's appearance, I knew that she was a little dissatisfied with her arrangement.

Walking to Mo Xiaobei's side, Wang Zijun reached out and hugged Mo Xiaobei's somewhat thin shoulder, and said softly: "I know you are not satisfied, but there are many things now, and it is not something I can do as I want." ”

Listening to her husband's emotion, Mo Xiaobei's god became much softer. Wang Zijun's work, she doesn't like to get involved, but she knows the current political situation in Nanjiang very well. Don't look at her husband's rise in the Nanjiang River, it looks very beautiful, but only the people who follow him know every step he takes. They are all trembling and walking on thin ice.

Now, I don't know how many people are staring at him, and I don't know how many people say that his hand is too long! If her husband doesn't care about this and takes the initiative again, these people may leave more words to say, which will become an excuse for them to attack.

"Let's find other ways to help Grandpa Li!"

Wang Zijun felt the slightest warmth from Mo Xiaobei's green hands. He didn't speak. Quietly enjoying this rare warmth. Although he wanted to say justice to this matter from the bottom of his heart, with his current position, he felt more and more constrained.

Greater power always means greater responsibility. As the head of the Organization Department of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, although Wang Zijun has the right to express his views on this matter, he himself. But he can't keep his mouth shut and run into other people's own places to point fingers.

The current situation in Nanjiang is developing and advancing according to his expectations under his propulsion. Dou Mingtang became the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee, and he, Dou Mingtang and Lu Jingxiu, in the eyes of outsiders, also began to become a wharf in Nanjiang.

Although this pier is still relatively weak in the eyes of many people, however, this is a separate pier after all. There is a way that it is difficult to be weak between the two strong. Whether it is Chu Yunfeng or Ye Chengmin, Wang Zijun knows that he still can't compare.

Based on this, this requires him to promote the gradual implementation of various tasks with redoubled prudence in his work. Many things, seemingly trivial, can become the fuse of a confrontation if you are not careful.

Wang Zijun heard from some sources that some people have reported to the above that his working style is arbitrary. Soaring. I can't listen to other people's opinions.

The night by the lake is quiet.

The little baby has a very skinny habit, that is, when he goes to bed at night. Likes to knock two legs on mom and dad's legs. Wang Zijun beat him more than once: If you don't straighten your legs, you won't be straight enough when you grow up, then you can't be Uncle Jǐngcha! Who would have thought that the little baby tilted his head and thought about it, but still said firmly, I can't be Uncle Jǐng Cha and have to sleep among you, I just want my two legs to tell me that my parents are holding me!

When Mo Xiaobei heard this, he was greatly moved, and quickly hugged his son in his arms and told more than a dozen stories before putting the little guy to sleep. Wang Zijun gently moved the little baby away and slept with Mo Xiaobei in his arms. After doing a hearty homework, Wang Zijun fell asleep soundly.

Just as they were sleeping soundly, they heard a noise outside. Wang Zijun was awakened from his sleep, he quickly opened the window, and heard someone shouting hoarsely: "It's on fire, put out the fire!" ”

On fire? Wang Zijun, who was shocked, instinctively thought that the hotel was on fire. Just when he was about to wake up Mo Xiaobei and his son, he found through the window that there was an area more than a thousand meters away, and it was in flames at this time.

The raging flames burned the sky a little red. Because the place where the fire started was not a hotel, Wang Zijun breathed a sigh of relief. However, as he looked carefully at the direction of the fire, he found that the location of the fire was familiar to him.

Just went today.

It's like the fire in Mr. Li's house!

Just when Wang Zijun was shocked, Mo Xiaobei had already gotten up. Anxious, he ran to the window, looked at the place where the fire was burning, and asked worriedly, "I don't know how Grandpa Li and them are doing now?" ”

Wang Zijun looked at Mo Xiaobei's anxious appearance, and said in a deep voice: "You are watching the little baby here, I'll take a look." ”

Although Mo Xiaobei also wanted to find out what was going on, he still put down this idea when he looked at his sleeping son on the bed.

Walking out of the hotel, Wang Zijun walked straight to a taxi parked in front of the hotel. Although they came by car, the fire was chaotic, and he was not too familiar with the environment of Linhu City, so it was easiest to take a taxi.

"Master, go to the family courtyard of the joint factory." After Wang Zijun got into the car, he said to the driver in a deep voice.

When the driver saw Wang Zijun getting into the car, he was about to start the car, and when he said the destination, the driver was stunned and asked strangely: "Dude, you are not mistaken, there is a fire fighting!" "Master, my family has relatives living in that area, let me see how they are." As he spoke, Wang Zijun took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the driver.

The driver took the cigarette and sighed while lighting it: "Brother, I advise you to wait until dawn before going over." It's not safe right now. At this, he hesitated. And with a mysterious voice: "Where do your relatives live?" I think you should persuade him well, his arms can't reach his thighs, and he can't be energetic! ”

Wang Zijun knew that the driver had something to say, but at this time he didn't have the heart to talk about this, so he immediately said: "Thank you master for your kindness, I will definitely persuade my relatives when I go back, but at this time, I am most concerned about his safety." ”

The driver leaned over the light to look. That is, he was in his thirties, extinguished the cigarette he had smoked twice, and then said to himself: "Dude, I just saw that you had a good temper, so I gave you a ride, but I said okay." I'm just sending you to the side of the road, and you're going to have to go through it yourself. ”

Wang Zijun nodded and said, "Then trouble the master!" ”

The driver's car was not slow, and it was the middle of the night, and there were few vehicles on the street, that is, in a few minutes, Wang Zijun rushed to the family home of Old Man Li. When he got out of the car, the driver kindly reminded him: "Brother, just pick up people, don't have an accident." ”

Wang Zijun got out of the car. Walking quickly towards the community, the fire in the community was still burning at this time, and there was a chaotic crowd at the gate of the community. There are even some people shouting and pouring water on the basin, but this move is tantamount to a drop in the bucket and does not have the effect of fighting the fire at all.

"My things, my passbook are still in the house!" A woman who looked to be in her fifties, desperately struggling to rush in. A man next to her dragged her desperately: "you." Forget it, if we don't have any money, we'll earn it again. We can't afford to give up our lives. It's too dangerous in there! ”

"Xiao Ming...... Xiao Ming, where are you! Hurry up! ”

"No, I'm ...... We're on fire here! What, I've already called, and they haven't come over yet! ”

All kinds of chaotic voices constantly filled Wang Zijun's ears. But he didn't see the Li family. Just as he was about to ask someone, he saw a figure rushing out like an angry tiger.

"Liu Er, I'll beat you to death!" In a voice of resentment, the man's fist slammed into a man standing aside.

This voice Wang Zijun sounded familiar, he walked two steps quickly, and saw that the person who hit Liu Er had been knocked to the ground. But the man didn't stop, he still stood up quickly, picked up a brick, and smashed it hard at Liu Er's head.

Although Liu Er had already taken precautions, this brick still knocked on Liu Er's head. However, Liu Er did not fall because of this, he covered his head with one hand, and said loudly: "Li Jianxiu, you are fucking crazy, if Lao Tzu doesn't let me know how many eyes Ma Wang Ye has today, Lao Tzu will have your surname in the future!" ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand and several people behind him rushed towards Li Jianxiu. At this time, from the crowd, a woman in her thirties rushed out, she came to Li Jianxiu's side, like an old hen protecting her chickens, and shouted loudly: "Liu Er, you return my child...... You give me back my child! ”

Liu Er's originally fierce face also changed at this time, but then a trace of hideousness appeared on his face: "Where is your child, you don't know it yourself, how can you Liu Ye know where your child is?" It's just nonsense, full of guns! ”

"Little Flower...... Xiaohua She didn't run out, Liu Er, you who killed a thousand knives, you said, didn't you put this fire, you really don't have a taste! The woman scolded and rushed towards Liu Er like crazy.

Wang Zijun had already seen the woman's appearance clearly at this time, and he remembered that during dinner at night, the woman had been sitting in the position of Old Man Li's family, not talking much, but she was busy working inside and out, with the image of a good wife and mother.

Unexpectedly, this woman who doesn't like to talk is like an enraged lion at this time, and keeps wailing: You return my child!

For the children of the Li family, Wang Zijun naturally had no contact time, but looking at the scene of the woman, a bad feeling rose in his heart. The raging flames were still burning, and the red flames shone on the faces like blood.

"What is your daughter doing upstairs about me, I'll tell you the sister-in-law of the Li family, you can eat this meal indiscriminately, and you can't talk nonsense. You spew blood, I can sue you for slander! Liu Er's voice was very loud, but Wang Zijun clearly saw a trace of hesitation in his dodgy eyes.

With Wang Zijun's experience, how could he not see that Liu Er was lying? He groaned for a moment, and was about to take out the phone to call Qi Fulai. All the worries before coming just now have been thrown away by Wang Zijun at this time. Although his years of ups and downs in the sea have made him no longer impulsive, the blood in his heart is still not cold.

"Mom...... Mom! ”

The child's cry suddenly came from above. Through the firelight, Wang Zijun saw that at the window of the Li family, a delicate figure was standing, in the firelight, this figure was so fragile, as if it was about to be swallowed by this flame in an instant.

The originally noisy sound calmed down at this moment. Everyone's eyes looked at the girl on the windowsill.

"Little Flower!" Li Jianxiu screamed mournfully, and was about to rush towards the entrance of the building that was already surrounded by flames. But the people around him couldn't see him rushing in like this, and quickly grabbed him.

"Jianxiu, the fire is too big, what are you doing! You can't rush in! A man about the same age as Li Jianxiu grabbed Li Jianxiu's hand, and the muscles on his face trembled a little.

Li Jianxiu didn't speak, he just used his actions to express his feelings. He desperately tried to break free from the palms that were pulling him away, but unfortunately, the hands were gripping him tightly like steel hoops.

Wang Zijun looked at Li Jianxiu, who was desperate, and his heart was full of sympathy, but the flames that had surrounded the entrance of the building were telling everyone that as long as they broke in, there was basically no possibility of coming out. Wang Zijun, whose thoughts flashed in his heart, realized that he was not a god at this moment.

The flames grew louder and louder, and the little girl's shouts grew hoarse. At this time, I don't know who said a word and jumped down, and it suddenly seemed to remind everyone.

"Do you have sheets and quilts, hurry up and find someone to lay them out below!" Wang Zijun looked at the chaotic crowd and shouted loudly to everyone. And with his greeting, more than a dozen men dragged two or three quilts with water stains, and stood directly below.

Wang Zijun looked at the location on the fifth floor, and his hand was tightly tugging on the corner of the quilt. He was calculating where the girl would fall, but no matter how he calculated, he couldn't get an accurate answer.

Life is here. And in the face of life, he felt that he was so powerless. The woman, who had completely calmed down, was quietly looking at her daughter who had climbed onto the windowsill, and the raging flames made the fire even bigger.

"Xiaohua, be brave, mom will take you to eat KFC tomorrow!" The woman cried and instructed her daughter.

The little girl in the firelight did not speak, but in the midst of everyone's apprehension, she softly, like a broken leaf, jumped off the windowsill!

PS: Calling for monthly pass support!