80s Taoism

fire! What a big fire!

Zhang Jiaohua saw a man on fire rushing out of the house. Zhang Jiaohua wanted to see that person's face clearly, but that person's face was blocked by the flames, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Ah!" Zhang Jiaohua exclaimed again, this kind of scene is really terrible.

"What's wrong?" Luo Changjun asked.

Zhang Jiaohua was awakened by Luo Changjun's question, and after a closer look, it was clear that there was nothing wrong with the deep-fried dough stick shop. Seeing such a scene twice in a row, Zhang Jiaohua secretly felt strange.

"I, I saw that the deep-fried dough stick shop was on fire again, and someone was on fire." Zhang Jiaohua said with lingering fear.

"Did you see it again?" Luo Changjun immediately noticed the word "again" in Zhang Jiaohua's words.

"I saw it once when I first came here." Zhang Jiaohua's face was a little unhappy.

"Don't be suspicious, it must be something in your head." Luo Changjun didn't take it seriously.

"Uncle Rob, you must take the amulet I gave you with you. You should also wear one for Grandpa Luo." Zhang Jiaohua said suddenly.

Luo Changjun smiled and started the car, "Okay, don't worry. I will wear one for Grandpa Luo."

Luo Changjun thought Zhang Jiaohua was a little funny, but at the same time he also felt that this child was very simple. Although he didn't believe that the amulet Zhang Jiaohua gave him was of any use, he put it well. You can't live up to the wishes of a child.

When we arrived at Meizitang, as soon as we heard the sound of a car, the children from Meizitang ran over. Dumb ran first. Seeing Zhang Jiaohua get off the car, he was envious to death, "Biaohua, you are incredible. Zhang Dechun has never been in a small car, and you have been in it twice."

Luo Changjun couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard the mute's words.

"Uncle Zhang, Jiaohua, I've sent you here, and my task has been completed, so I'll go back first." Luo Changjun untied the bicycle from the car.

"Yes. Be careful on the road."

When the car was about to start, Zhang Jiaohua said loudly to Luo Changjun, "Uncle Luo, you must wear the amulet. Remember to put it on for Grandpa Luo as well."

Luo Changjun waved to Zhang Jiaohua. With one kick of the accelerator, he quickly left Meizitang.

Zhang Manyin was very grateful. He stood on the side of the road and watched Luo Changjun turn around, and then left in a hurry. When he couldn't see the car, he turned around and walked home.

"Calling Hua! Is this bicycle yours?" The mute asked in surprise.

Zhang Jiaohua nodded, "Yes, someone gave it to me."

"People in the city are really rich. A bicycle costs more than two hundred yuan!" The mute's eyes lit up.

"Dumb, help me push the bicycle to my house." Zhang Jiaohua laughed.

The mute immediately happily helped Zhang Jiaohua push the bicycle to Zhang Jiaohua's home.

"Calling flowers, put the grain seeds here with Grandpa, and grandpa will plant them for you." Zhang Manyin is an experienced old farmer who has accumulated a lot of experience in accelerating the germination of grain seeds. Knowing that Zhang Jiaohua can't do it by himself.

However, Zhang Jiaohua felt that if he relied too much on his grandfather, who would plant such an acre of land in the future? So he didn't even think about Zhang Manyin's kindness, so he simply refused, "No, no, I can do it myself."

"Ah? How do you know how to grow grains?" Zhang Manyin was taken aback.

"I really do. Isn't there an instruction manual?" Zhang Jiaohua pointed to the words on the bag of grain seeds.

"Don't try to be brave, delay the breeding, not to mention the waste of grain seeds, but also delay the transplanting of early rice." Zhang Manyin was still worried that Zhang Jiaohua's childishness would delay the early rice.

"Of course not. Don't worry." Zhang Jiaohua disagreed. What he was thinking about in his mind was not how to grow the grain seeds, but how to grow the beans at home. Isn't it just digging a hole, putting the seeds in and covering it with some soil?

If Zhang Manyin knew what Zhang Jiaohua was thinking, he would probably jump up anxiously.

"That's fine, take the grain seeds back by yourself. Put them away properly. It's best to hang them on the beams." Zhang Manyin couldn't help but reminded again.

"I know, I know." Zhang Jiaohua nodded again and again, but he was thinking in his heart, there is no need to hang it, and it was planted at night. Just such an acre of land, with the help of Jin Hu and the others, it can be planted in two or three steps.

But Zhang Manyin was worried, and after walking not far, he turned back and said, "Calling flowers, if you can't germinate, come and call me. Don't mess around."

"Got it!" Zhang Jiaohua frowned, Grandpa was really too wordy.

After Luo Changjun sent Zhang Manyin's grandparents back to Meizitang, while driving, he was thinking about the deep-fried dough stick shop that Zhang Jiaohua had mentioned. Seeing the fritters spreading fire twice in a row, this incident revealed a bit of weirdness, and Zhang Jiaohua had been asking him to put on the amulet, there must be another reason for this. Luo Changjun himself had similar worries about Lao Xiao's fried dough stick shop. Now after Zhang Jiaohua's continuous reminders, I am really worried. So after returning to the town, I planned to go directly to my own home. Thinking of this, he suddenly turned around and drove in the direction of the old house.

From afar, he could see smoke rising from the street where his old house was located. Luo Changjun was shocked, "Not good!"

When it was some distance away from the old house, Luo Changjun's car couldn't move forward. The streets were crowded with people.

"It's on fire! No, it's on fire!"

"Whose house is on fire?"

"It's Lao Xiao's fried dough stick shop. I fry oil there every day. I've been worried for a long time. Sooner or later, his place will catch fire."

"Now, it's a big trouble. That area is full of wooden houses. This old house should have been demolished a long time ago. Now, let's light it up. I don't know how much damage it will cost."

...

Luo Changjun jumped out of the car, and when he heard the discussion of the crowd on the side of the road, he felt a little regretful. If he had listened to that guy, the result might have been completely different from what it is now.

Luo Changjun quickly ran to the old house, he didn't know if his father had come out at this time. Have you been burned. He had to rush over to confirm this.

The bustling crowds on the streets are not all watching the excitement, in fact, a large part of them want to put out the fire and save people. Each has a bucket sprayer in his hand. The buckets and plates were filled with water and passed one by one to the place where the fire broke out. These barrels and basins are new and old. I don't know whose family it is. But at this time, fire fighting comes first. There was no one to organize them, but the firefighters took the initiative to line up into two long queues, passing buckets of water, and passing empty buckets and basins back one after another. Relying on two hundreds of people formed a long dragon and formed two water dragons. Constantly pouring water on the fire.

Luo Changjun was very anxious, because his home was adjacent to Lao Xiao's deep-fried dough sticks shop, so he just wanted to know how his father Luo Yongming was doing now?