"Come on, come on, people, there's a fire, there's a fire."

The plum blossom was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, running back and forth in the yard with urgency and impatience, shouting from the sky and the earth in his mouth.

Lin Xiaoyu didn't expect that her mother would spoil her own affairs, and she was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

She hurriedly ran out of the room and glared at Meihua: "Mom, ...... you?" ”

"Dead girl, what are you doing here like a wooden pestle? Don't you see the fire? Why don't you hurry up and scoop up a pot of water to put out the fire for me? ”

Plum Blossom didn't notice her strange expression, and hurried to the kitchen to get a basin and scoop water from the water tank.

Lin Xiaoyu secretly observed the fire, felt that it was almost over, and rolled her eyes: "Okay, okay, I'll go right away, go right away." ”

said that he would go immediately, but Lin Xiaoyu's movements were not fast.

Carrying a bucket, he scooped half a bucket of water and pretended to stagger backwards.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to water and extinguish the fire, he quietly removed the wood under the window that had not yet been burned and disturbed.

After splashing a bucket of water, Lin Xiaoyu pretended to be anxious and wiped her sweat: "Mom, the fire is too big to be extinguished at all." ”

How did it catch fire?

The old lady lay in the room, looking anxiously through the window at the fire, her mouth crooked, eager to say something.

When she realized that it was the earthen house behind her that caught fire, a dark light suddenly crossed her cloudy eyes.

This is God's will, and no one can stop it.

If that scourge can disappear like this, it will not be a good thing for the Lin family.

Thinking about it, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Now Dayong is still in the police station, Xiaobao ran away without a trace, if something really happened to this dead girl.

Not only will she not help them, maybe the man behind her will take revenge on their Lin family.

In this way, wouldn't that Dayong not even have a chance to be released?

No way! She can't have an accident!

At least there can't be an accident at the Lin family.

Otherwise, it's all over.

Thinking about it like this, the old lady was even more anxious.

Unfortunately, her hands and feet are numb and weak now, and she can't get up at all, and she can't even scream.

His mouth was only intermittent, and he shouted the words 'put out the fire' vaguely.

Seeing that the fire was not missing at all, the plum blossom threw the enamel basin in her hand to the ground, patted her thigh and shouted sadly again:

"Ouch, my pig, my chicken, why am I so unlucky, God, you don't give me a way to live."

As if thinking of something, she suddenly got up with her hands and feet, and kicked her stunned daughter on the side:

"You heartless person, how can we extinguish such a big fire? Why don't you go and call the old village chief to call someone to come and put out the fire? ”

"Yes, I'll call the old village chief now." In the firelight, a trace of viciousness flashed in Lin Xiaoyu's eyes, and she ran out of the yard silently.

Inside the earthen house, although the surrounding walls are made of earth and the roof is made of black tiles, the beams on the top are made of wood.

The flames on the wooden window kept jumping upwards, and soon the wooden beams above them were ignited.

"Ahem......"

At this time, Yun Qing was in a mess, and his hair was all on his cheeks and forehead.

His mouth and nose were tied with a wet towel, and his eyes were full of tears and bloodshot from the smoke.

But she didn't care about this, and grabbed the woodcutter in her hand with both hands, and slashed at the wooden door desperately.

Lin Yunqing ...... Come on...... cough cough cough ..... You can do it...... It will work. ”

Although his eyes were blurred and the strength of his whole body was almost exhausted, Yun Qing waved his arms with determination.

Even if the tiger's mouth was shaken to the point of pain, even if the arm was about to be numb, there was never a trace of the idea of giving up.