80s Taoism

Lao Xiao usually pays attention to it. Every time he grills the fire, there is always more than half of the pot full of boiling hot and smoking oil. This fume can sometimes be caught on fire. Therefore, every time he grilled the fire, he was very careful. When he scraped out the ashes, he always sprinkled some water on it to completely extinguish the fire. Then the briquette ash that has already cooled will cover today's soot. It is one insurance covering another insurance, so the fried dough stick shop has been operating for decades and has never had any accidents.

But he was supposed to have something to do that day. While he was frying ashes, someone suddenly broke into his shop, picked up the wooden box he put the money in, and left. It contains Lao Xiao's daily income today, and dozens of dollars in change. Add up, a total of sixty or seventy dollars. Don't look at the fritters, which are 15 cents a piece, the daily sales volume is not small. There is only one fried dough stick shop on this street.

Lao Xiao rushed to catch up, but forgot that he didn't do any of the usual insurance. And when chasing the thief, he accidentally knocked over the frying pan. Because Lao Xiao wanted to get the money back all he wanted, he didn't care about it. When Lao Xiao came back sad and disappointed, the fried dough sticks shop had already started to smoke.

Lao Xiao hurriedly rushed into the shop, trying to find something to put out the fire. The water knew that the fire was like an explosion, and it burned up all of a sudden.

A fire broke out like this.

When Luo Changjun rushed to his house, he found that there was already thick smoke billowing there.

"Changjun! You are dying! Why are you still rushing in at this time?" Someone pulled Luo Changjun.

"Let go! Let go quickly! I'm going to find my father!" Luo Changjun was so anxious that he wanted to hold his hand and break it away.

"Your father is not a fool. He will stay at home and wait to be roasted. Just now your father was here organizing the neighbors to fight the fire. Don't worry. Your father is fine!" The man quickly told Luo Changjun the situation.

"Where is he now?" Luo Changjun didn't see his father with his own eyes, so how could he be relieved?

"That's it, that's it!" The man pointed not far away. It was in front of the deep-fried dough stick shop.

"Let go of me first, I'll go over for a while." Through the smoke, Luo Changjun was able to confirm that it must be Luo Yongming.

You don't need to run over to confirm, you have already heard Luo Yongming's voice, "This way, this way, we must control the fire, otherwise this street will be burned."

This street is full of old wooden houses. Once it is lit, it is entirely possible to burn it up. Luo Changjun could clearly see flames raging in the deep-fried dough sticks shop, and bowls of water were poured over it, which didn't have much effect at all. On this old street, there is a fire hydrant, but there is no water in the fire hydrant. Because there is no waterworks in Gezhuping Town, every household uses groundwater. Each household has a pressurized well. The water used for firefighting is actually all pumped from the pressurized wells of nearby neighbors' houses. Those fire hydrants are completely useless. In the whole town, there are only a few fire hydrants in factories that are really useful.

"Did you call the fire department?" Luo Changjun ran over and asked loudly.

"It's a fight, but I can't make it all at once. Even if I make it, the little water in the fire truck won't help." Luo Yongming glanced at Luo Changjun.

Luo Changjun suddenly remembered something, took out an amulet from his pocket and stuffed it into Luo Yongming's pocket.

"What is this?" Luo Yongming asked.

"The amulet that Jiaohua gave you! Dad, be careful. Be safe!" Luo Changjun warned, and also participated in the firefighting operation.

Lao Xiao put some vegetable oil in the deep-fried dough sticks shop. It is said that to save the oil from a fire, splashing it with water is not the best way. But compared with other methods, water is the most easily available firefighting material in this old street.

Strange to say, the deep-fried dough stick shop had already burned to the upper floor, but the old house of Luo Changjun's family next door did not seem to have been set ablaze. On the other side of the deep-fried dough stick shop, a brick building has been renovated. The roof above has also been turned into prefabricated cement panels. It is not easy to catch fire. So, it looks like the fire is big, but it hasn't spread yet. There are many wooden houses on this street. If the fire spreads, the whole street may be unlucky. So far, the fire has not caused a whirlwind, otherwise, once the whirlwind carried the flames to other places, the trouble would be really big.

Everyone understands this, so the enthusiasm for fighting the fire is very high, and more and more people are participating. Some people can't pour it anymore, and someone immediately tops it. The fire has been effectively controlled, but unfortunately there are several barrels of oil inside, and the room is full of wooden furniture. Once the fire started, the water was poured on it, but it weakened a little, and then it burned again. Moisture mixed with smoke. Diffuse on this street, making it more and more difficult to fight the fire.

Old Xiao was pulled out of the fire from the very beginning, watching the house burning cracklingly, the old portrait felt heartbroken like cutting flesh.

"There's still 10,000 yuan in cash inside!" Lao Xiao suddenly broke free from the pull of others, and rushed into the scene of fire with a few strides. He desperately wanted to get back his hard-earned money.

"Don't die!" Luo Yongming yelled, and quickly chased after him.

But Lao Xiao couldn't hear anyone's voice at this time, he was only thinking about taking out the cash he had saved so hard!

"Stop! It's dangerous!" Luo Yongming started slowly and was much older than Lao Xiao. Where can I catch up with Lao Xiao. He could only watch helplessly as Lao Xiao rushed into the scene of fire.

Luo Yongming hesitated before the fire scene, then rushed in.

"Father!" When Luo Changjun saw this scene, he yelled heart-piercingly, and rushed over without hesitation. At this time, several neighbors who had reacted quickly pulled Luo Changjun back.

"Long Army! Don't be impulsive. It's too dangerous inside. You can't take any more risks!"

Luo Changjun struggled desperately, how could he watch his father burn to death alive in the fire? Three or four strong neighbors desperately pinned Luo Changjun to the ground, trying to prevent Luo Changjun from breaking free.

"Ah! Let me go! Let me go! I'm going to save my father!" Luo Changjun roared like a beast struggling to die.

"Changjun! Be sober, in case what happens to Lao Luo, who will take care of it?"

"If you can save people if you go in, how can we stop you? But going in now is completely death. This old Xiao, who risked his life and money, killed Lao Luo! Lao Luo, a good man!"

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At this moment, someone rushed out of the fire scene! If Zhang Jiaohua was here, he would definitely be surprised, because this scene was exactly the one he saw when he had hallucinations before.