When the sky darkened, Lin Meiyi walked out of the embroidery room, called the guy, and asked him to come over and light the lamp.

This is the embroidery room of the embroidery workshop, the room is very spacious, and it can accommodate 20 embroidery girls to work at the same time.

But now it's getting late, and everyone who has nothing to do has gone home, leaving only Lin Meiyi and five other embroiderers who were called by her to help make wedding dresses.

The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days, and Lin Meiyi plans to finish all the wedding dresses before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

All the time is a bit rushed, and I have to work overtime at night.

The man soon came, and the dimly lit room became bright with the candlelight.

In this way, they were busy until about eight or nine o'clock in the night, and the cultivators left one after another, leaving only Lin Meiyi alone, and she insisted on leaving until half a dozen in the evening.

She blew out all the candles, and double-checked the doors and windows to make sure they were all right, and then closed the door and left the embroidery workshop with the lantern in her hand.

A figure walked out of the dark, nervously watching her carry the lantern away, and disappeared, so she sneaked to the door of the embroidery room.

The figure first looked outside the embroidery room, seemed to be sure of something, and skillfully walked towards the small kitchen in the embroidery workshop.

Everyone had already slept, all the lanterns in the embroidery workshop were extinguished, and only the white moonlight fell in the courtyard, and the figure could be vaguely seen moving a jar out of the kitchen, and directly splashing the oily and water-like things in it on the doors and windows of the embroidery room.

This person was not very skillful, and he was a little flustered, and she didn't notice a lot of oil and water flowing down the cracks in the wooden planks to the bottom of the house next to him.

Hurriedly splashed the oil in his hand, took out a fire fold from his arms and blew out the flames, and threw them outside the door of the embroidery room, and watched the flames "boom" with his own eyes, turned around and left quickly, hidden in the night, and disappeared.

The flames ignited when they met the oil star, first the floor, then the doors and windows, and after a while, the fire was big.

The sound of "crackling" flames crackling sounded in the courtyard, but unfortunately it was the time when people were most sleepy, and this crackling sound was not enough to wake up the dreamer.

So, without hindrance, the flame swelled wildly, licking the mansion wantonly, swallowing everything that could be burned.

In an instant, the backyard of the embroidery workshop has turned into a sea of fire.

Thick smoke billowed out, Mo Qingcheng, who was lying on the bed, took a sharp breath, suddenly woke up, opened his eyes in confusion, and was surprised to find that the room that should have been dark was illuminated by the fire at some point.

Gone water?

This thought only appeared in his mind, and Mo Qingcheng suddenly jumped up from the bed, rushed to the door, and pulled the door open.

"Hula", the night wind blew sparks and smoke into the room, Mo Qingcheng was caught off guard, and was directly swept away by this heat wave, and one stood unsteadily, and sat down on the ground with a "bang".

The raging fire was exposed in front of him, Mo Qingcheng was dumbfounded, his heart was beating faster, his brain was blank, and he was stunned for half a second, before he reacted and got up to escape.

As soon as he ran down from the upper floor, he looked back and saw that the eaves of the attic had been covered by the fire that had spread from the embroidery room, and if he had not been awakened by the smoke, he would have been burned to death in his sleep.

Mo Qingcheng shuddered in fear, knowing that the fire was so big that it could not be saved, he hurriedly found a few pieces of cloth in the lobby, and hurriedly found half a basin of water to wet a part to cover his mouth and nose, and when he rushed towards the next room, he shouted while rushing:

"It's out of the water! Get up! ”

Fortunately, he lived in the embroidery workshop, a small servant, and two men.

The subordinate room is in the transept on the left side of the shop, some distance from the backyard, and the fire has not yet burned here.

The three subordinates were woken up, and before they could react, they were already dragged out by Mo Qingcheng.

"Let's go out of the water!"

"Let's go out of the water!"

The little guy who reacted, I don't know where to pick up two copper basins, and the "ping pong" sounded to remind the surrounding neighbors.

The fire in the backyard has spread to the front yard, Mo Qingcheng stood on the street, seeing the growing fire, he didn't care about saving the things in the store, he only secretly prayed, hoping that the fire would not spread out, otherwise it would cause a fire in the city at that time, and the consequences would be unimaginable!

The sound of the copper basin was very loud, and after a while, all the neighbors around ran out, fetching water, calling people to call people, and working together to put out the fire.

Not long after, the officials who got the news also rushed over with water trucks.

In this way, from midnight to dawn, everyone worked together to control the fire.

The sun rose, but what remained in front of Mo Qingcheng's eyes was only a ruin that was still emitting black smoke.

The embroidery workshop let the fire burn down, and only the special metal box that Mo Qingcheng used as a safe was recovered, which was regarded as preserving some of the money.

Most of the shops on both sides of the embroidery workshop were also burned, but fortunately there were no casualties.

The officials had been busy all night, and at this moment they were already tired and collapsed on the ground, and fell asleep against the wall.

When Lin Meiyi's family arrived at the scene, they saw such a bleak scene.

"Oh my God, how could this happen?" Liu's eyes were full of shock, and he couldn't believe that the scorched earth in front of him was the once beautiful embroidery workshop.

Lin Youcai found Mo Qingcheng squatting on the stone steps across the street, holding the metal box in a daze, and hurriedly beckoned Lin Meiyi to run over.

"Young owner! Are you alright? Lin Youcai asked worriedly.

Mo Qingcheng, who lowered his head, heard someone shouting to himself, slowly raised his head, and saw the worried eyes of Lin Meiyi's father and daughter, and opened his mouth to say nothing else, but:

"Everything in the embroidery room is burned out."

When Lin Meiyi heard this, she immediately reacted to what he meant.

This little proprietor thought that Yang Qingqing's wedding dress had all been burned.

Lin Meiyi frowned, not worried about her clothes, but feeling that this fire had come strangely.

Yang Qingqing's wedding dress will be put into the storage bag every night after work, and then put the storage bag in the system backpack to do a good job of double insurance.

Therefore, Mo Qing's wedding dress that bears the worries is still lying in her system backpack, and there is nothing to do.

But no one knows about it except herself.

Lin Meiyi didn't speak, Mo Qingcheng thought that she couldn't stand the blow, and wanted to comfort her, but as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw the ruins opposite, and her mouth was so bitter that she couldn't say a word.

Compared with Lin Meiyi, who lost a few wedding dresses, he who lost the entire embroidery workshop is the one who really needs comfort, okay!

Lin Meiyi gave her father a look, asking him to be optimistic about Mo Qingcheng, who was now on the verge of collapse, and turned around and walked towards the still burning ruins alone.

The official who was originally sitting on the ground saw that someone was about to enter the fire, so he hurriedly stood up and scolded: "The fire is not extinguished, don't come close!" ”

Lin Meiyi didn't stop, only said: "I'm the head of the embroidery workshop, I want to go in and have a look." ”

He added, "I'll be careful." ”

With that, he stepped on the ruins.