The fire burned so loudly that the whole sky turned red. With the howling of the mountain wind, the flames that kept spitting out came towards Wujiawa at the bottom of the mountain.

In the village, dogs bark and people shout one after another. Countless figures ran out of their rooms, almost all of them carrying a few packages. The younger ones were carrying boxes.

Tractors, tricycles, motorcycles, and electric vehicles converge into a stream of traffic on the street, but they are all crowded together because of the scramble.

Looking at the fire on the small green hill from afar, the people in the car were anxious, some quarreled, some scolded angrily, and some cried loudly. There are also many old people kneeling on the ground, praying to the sky, the chaotic and coaxy look, the absolute miniature version of the world.

But the fire did not slow down because of their quarrel and crying, nor did it be miraculously extinguished because of the old man's prayers, but still spread all the way down the mountain at a frightening speed.

The people who were originally involved in the firefighting were all forced to retreat to the bottom of the mountain at this time.

Looking at the noisy scene in the village, Mo Wenqing's face turned white with fright, and he hurriedly ordered the people from the police station to direct the traffic.

"Secretary Mo, these people don't want to leave!" Wang Deyou's face was full of bitterness, and the despair in those eyes was even more serious than these two township leaders?

If nothing else, if Xue Xiaomeng is missing, the consequences are not something he can bear.

He thought that Xue Xiaomeng's promotion and transfer him to the first squadron was an opportunity for him, but he didn't expect it to become a big pit to bury him.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of Wu Zheng, and couldn't help but have a bitter face: This guy is really a broom star! If it weren't for him, how would Xue Xiaomeng be missing?

"Mom, why hasn't Dad come down yet?" Liu Mengmeng's immature voice came, and then Zhao Jingjing's hoarse voice came: "Come on, he'll come down!" ”

"Will it come down? But with such a big fire, Dad won't be burned to death......"

"Smack!" After the crisp slap sounded, Wang Deyou turned his head to look, but found that Zhao Jingjing shouted with his head overhead: "No, he won't die!" ”

Liu Mengmeng's little face has several bright red finger prints, and it looks like she has been slapped at first glance.

Is this woman crazy? How can she do it with such a small child?

"Woo......" But just when he wanted to reprimand angrily, he found that Zhao Jingjing slammed Liu Mengmeng, and then cried loudly: "He won't die, he won't die!" ”

"Won't die?" Wang Deyou sighed, looked at the fire that was less than 100 meters away from Wu Jiawa, and couldn't help but shake his head: "With such a big fire, if Wu Zheng is not dead, then there must be a miracle?" Marvel? What age is this, and what miracles have happened?

The more he thought about it, the more pessimistic he became, he glanced at the policemen who ran away after setting up the old man, and then at Mo Wenqing and the others who were forced to evacuate by car, and hurriedly ran to Zhao Jingjing's side and shouted, "Let's go?" If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave. ”

It's just that Zhao Jingjing didn't seem to hear his voice, she still hugged Liu Mengmeng tightly, and turned her head to look at the burning Xiaoqingshan.

Liu Mengmeng is such a young child, it stands to reason that such a big fire has long been frightened. What's more, he was beaten by Zhao Jingjing just now, if it was an ordinary child, he would have been crying all day long.

What shocked him was that Liu Mengmeng not only did not cry, but hugged Zhao Jingjing's neck and shouted: "Mom, don't be afraid, Dad won't die, he promised Mengmeng that he would come back." ”

"Huh!" Although she was very touched by this little girl's sensibility, such naïve words still made Wang Deyou shake his head: "What a child, it's all at this time, and you still think that Wu Zheng can come back?" How is this possible? ”

"Huh?" Just when he bent down and wanted to pull up Zhao Jingjing, Liu Mengmeng suddenly let out an exclamation, and then raised his little face hard, and stretched out his little hand, as if he was feeling something.

Seeing that the fire was getting closer and closer, he felt hot all over, Wang Deyou couldn't wait any longer, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't be stupid, hurry up!" ”

"It's raining!" Liu Mengmeng suddenly shouted, then raised her little hand in front of Zhao Jingjing and shouted, "Mom, look, it's raining!" ”

"What?" Wang Deyou was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly raised his head.

A hint of coolness came from his face, and then he saw a flash of lightning in the air, and then there was a deafening thunderclap from the doctor: "Boom...... Click! ”

With the sound of a thunderclap, he found that the clouds in the sky seemed to have been cut with a knife, and with a white light that almost blinded the eyes, countless raindrops fell from the sky.

Despite the ferocity of the fire, despite the scorching heat of the flames still remaining on his body, and even though the rain was warm, the feeling that fell on his face still surprised and delighted: "It's raining, it's raining!" ”

His voice was like a thunderbolt in the sky, and immediately all the people who were stunned by the rain woke up from the shock.

People looked up at the sky and couldn't believe their eyes.

It's the eighth month of the lunar calendar, not June, how can it be such a rainstorm?

"It's really raining!" Feeling the water droplets that kept rolling down his face, and the popping sound when water and fire met in the distance, Mo Wenqing shook his head, and finally broke free from that desperate emotion.

He looked up at the sky, looked at the pouring rain that fell from the sky, couldn't help but stretch out his hands, laughed and shouted: "It's raining, it's raining, Wu Jiawa is saved!" ”

His voice sounded, and immediately infected the people nearby, and they all jumped up: "It's raining, don't run, I'll go and be saved!" ”