Chapter 11: Tears
I don't know how long it took, maybe just a moment. There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and Le Yi followed the sound and saw a black shadow coming out of the fire on the other side. Le Yi almost subconsciously ran over, she saw that Lu Muqing was scorched black, the scarf on his head was still sparkling, he put down the man on his back, did not stop and turned back to the fire.
Mrs. Wang rushed over, hugged the man she had just rescued, and cried bitterly with a hissing voice.
The man said, "Xiao Cui'er is still inside!" ”
Someone asked, "Who is Little Cui'er?" ”
Someone replied: "It seems to be a cook in the big kitchen who specializes in cutting green onions." ”
The house was almost burned to the ground, collapsing everywhere, and the burning sparks did not show weakness at all in the rain, but burned more and more fiercely. Leyi's whole heart was clenched, and she didn't even hear her eldest daughter-in-law call her. The eldest daughter-in-law dragged Le Yi back, and Le Yi followed her like a puppet, but her eyes were still only fixed on the giant fire.
Finally, a figure rushed out of the fire, and everyone gathered around.
Le Yi breathed a sigh of relief suddenly, with a shallow smile on her face, she instinctively shook off her eldest daughter-in-law's hand and ran towards the crowd. For her, everything was too shocking. She secretly thought in her heart: Could it be that all the men in Bianjing are so brave?
She squeezed into the crowd and saw Lu Muqing fall to the ground with a "snap".
She shouted, "He fainted!" ”
Le Yi rushed forward anxiously, making a gesture to help, but was pushed away by the later medical woman. The doctor didn't look at her, she knelt down beside Lu Muqing, and quickly applied needles and medicines. At this moment, the rain has stopped, and the fire has burned out, and it has gradually lost its arrogance. Le Yi suddenly woke up from a dream, looking at everything in front of her in a daze, she gathered her mind and silently retreated to the side.
The carriage back swayed, and the three daughters-in-law were immersed in the horror of the fire, chattering as if it were a strange thing. After entering Yuefu, Le Yi changed her clothes again and went to the kitchen alone.
Unexpectedly, when he was discharged from the hospital, he bumped into Le Jiao leading many girls and mothers-in-law to come violently. Le Jiao was dressed in gorgeous clothes, surrounded by gold and silver hairpins on her head, and her arms were carrying more than a dozen armbands, which jingled crisply. She stared at Le Yi with a smile and asked, "Where are you going?" ”
The expression is full of arrogance.
Le Yi said: "It's raining just now, and I want to find the kitchen to boil some ginger soup." ”
Le Jiao raised her eyebrows, her swarthy eyes like grapes rolled, and her hand pointed to the left, "The kitchen is over there, you can go all the way and get there, but don't take a fork in the road." After finishing speaking, while walking inside, he happily talked to the girl on the side, "Concubine Lan's Ruyi Courtyard is really magnificent, although the place is smaller, the objects are all priceless......
Le Yi didn't know Lan Guifei, nor Ruyi Courtyard, let alone what the priceless objects were, she didn't bother to listen, and followed the direction pointed by Le Jiao, step by step. From time to time, Lu Muqing's mind appeared when she ran into the fire, and she felt that her forehead was a little drowsy, and she walked away in a daze.
The sky was drizzling with a light rain, Le Yi ran a few steps forward in a daze, and found that there was nowhere to hide, at this moment the sky was not dark, and the dark clouds in the distance were falling, she looked fixedly, thinking of the rainy and misty rice fields in front of her grandfather's house, and the thunderclapping rain ditch in her grandfather's yard.
She wants to go back to Huang.