Chapter 362: Fire
After Huo's decision to develop this place, some of the people who signed the agreement got the compensation in advance, and they all moved out of this place one after another.
Only those who almost did not agree to the demolition still lived there.
Yu Ming's car was parked in one of the houses that did not agree to be demolished, and the house was particularly dilapidated, because it was close to the sea, the terrain was damp, and the walls of the house were mottled with mildew.
After Yu Ming got out of the car, he walked towards the house, and when he walked inside, it was pitch black.
Yu Ming shouted into the dark house: "Is there anyone?" β
At first no one answered him, and then the old woman came out with a lit candle in her hand, she was blind, and her hand kept touching the front, and after touching it for a while, she asked, "Who are you?" β
Yu Ming looked at the old woman in front of him and took a cursory look, her age should be eighty years old, and her face was full of wind and frost.
He asked, "I'm looking for your son." β
"My son?"
There were too many people in the old woman's house during this time, so the old woman didn't ask Yu Ming's identity exactly, but only said, "My son is sleeping in the room." β
Yu Ming took advantage of the faint candlelight in the old man's hand and looked towards a room.
He asked, "Did you sleep in the first door?" β
"Yes, yes, you go."
After Yu Ming got the old woman's permission, he walked towards the door, and the old woman listened to the voice, and her hand continued to grope around for something.
And after Yu Ming entered the door, he smelled a great smell of wine, and there was a wooden bed in the humble room.
There was a drunk, unshaven man lying on the wooden bed, the man felt a person in the room, and immediately got up from the bed, his eyes stared at Yu Ming: "Who are you?" What are you doing at my house?! β
The man's face was thin and he looked like a gambler, and he could understand the situation of his family just by looking at Yu Ming.
Yu Ming has seen a lot of such people since he was a child, after all, his family is from the countryside, and he has never seen any kind of people.
Yu Ming stood in such a humble place in clean clothes, and he felt that his body was stained with the smell of wine in this room, and his toes gently kicked open a takeaway box at his feet.
Then, he replied to the man: "Do you want more compensation?" β
The man didn't react yet, looking at the strange man standing in front of him, he stammered and asked, "You, what did you say?" β
"I can make you rich overnight, and let the Huo family give you a satisfactory compensation."
The drunkard rolled out of bed.
Yu Ming stood there, like Satan in the dark.
The drunkard was initially defensive, then tentatively asked, "Really?" β
Yu Mingchao smiled mysteriously: "Of course." β
Yu Ming stayed in that room for more than an hour, and after he came out of the room full of alcohol, he met the blind old woman with a candle in that room.
The old woman asked, "Have you finished speaking to my son?" β
Yu Ming smiled and said, "Yes." β
The old woman was still quite polite, she asked in a hoarse voice, "Then you are here...... Eat, right? β
At this moment, her drunkard son came out of the room, and stood there sparsely, and when he looked at his old mother holding a candle, he rubbed his hand twice on his nose, and he took two breaths and said, "What can you do with one blind eye?" β
The old woman could only stop talking.
Then his son said, "Go and do it for me, blind woman." β
When the old woman heard her son's words, she did not dare to leave the guests for dinner, so she bowed her head and walked in the direction of the stove with a candle.
Yu Ming's gaze was always on the old woman, and after he glanced at the old woman, he turned his gaze to the old woman's son.
The old woman's son, when he received his gaze, straightened his body a little.
After a brief exchange of glances between the two, Yu Ming walked out of the room.
The drunkard stared at the man and walked away, then glanced at the stove again, brushed his nose twice, put his hands in his shabby sleeves, shrugged his shoulders, and left the room.
On this night, around two o'clock in the morning, a startling fire erupted from the fishing village.
Everyone was still asleep, woken up by a shouting voice.
The remaining villagers in the fishing village who had not yet moved out rushed out of their houses, looked at the monstrous firelight, and the next second they all rushed over.
Outside the burning house was a kneeling one, crying and shouting, "Mother! If you don't agree to the demolition, you don't agree to it! If you don't want to go, you don't want to go! Why are you burning our house and burning yourself! β
"Mother! Mother! Come out of here! Come out of here! β
All the village names ran towards Liu's drunkard's house, only to hear an old voice shouting inside.
When they looked up, they saw the blind old woman burning in the fire.
The drunkard Liu saw his mother burning alive and wanted to rush into his house, but when he rushed to the door, he was swept back by the fire at the door.
He fell to the ground, crying out heartbreakingly.
The village wanted to rush in to save people, but the fire was too big, and those who rushed to the door were all forced back by the fire.
The blind old woman had been screaming for a long time before she was enveloped in a greater flame, and then there was no sound.
The drunkard lay on the ground and cried out heartbreakingly: "Mother! Oh my motherβ"
He wanted to rush into the fire.
was held to death by the names of those villages.
They looked at the people in the room who were engulfed in the flames, and they all said, "No, I can't go!" Can't go! The fire is too big, Lao Liu! β
The drunkard Liu lay on the ground and cried hoarsely.
The fire burned all night, and the dilapidated house was reduced to rubble.
A group of reporters gathered in front of the fire-scorched house, and the camera focused on an emotional man who shouted loudly in front of the camera: "Huo's! Take your life! You beasts! Kill my eighty-year-old mother! You will not die well! You are forcing us to demolish and demolish us, so that we have nowhere to go! Forced my old mother to burn down her house! Give back my old mother's life, ahhh
The drunkard broke down in front of the reporter's camera.
At this time, the fire truck also passed by him, and he looked miserable and clamoured by the capitalists.
It soon spread to the local TV station.
When Ding Yalan received the news, she was driving to Huo's, she heard the report on her mobile phone and asked loudly: "It's on fire?!" β