Lao Xiao is also very careful. Every time he cooks the stove, most of the pot is boiling with smoke oil. Sometimes the oil smoke can be heated. Therefore, every time he cooks the stove, he is very careful. He always sprinkles some water on it and completely extinguishes the fire. Then he covers the coal ash that has been cooled. It is a layer of insurance that covers another layer of insurance, so the fried dough stick shop has never had any problems for decades.

But he should have something to do on this day. Just as he was chopping the ashes, someone suddenly broke into his store, picked up the wooden box he had filled with money and left. It contained Lao Xiao's income today and dozens of change. Together, it was a total of sixty or seventy yuan. Don't look at the fried dough sticks that cost 100 cents or five per cent, the sales volume is quite large every day. There is only one fried dough stick shop on this street.

Lao Xiao chased after him, but forgot that he didn't do any insurance he had to do. And when he was chasing the thief, he accidentally knocked over the oil pan. Because Lao Xiao wanted to recover the money, he didn't care. When Lao Xiao turned back in sadness and disappointment, smoke began to appear in the fried dough stick shop.

Lao Xiao rushed into the shop, trying to find something to try to put out the fire. The water knew that the fire was blowing up and suddenly started to burn.

A fire broke out like this.

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

"Changjun! You're desperate! Are you rushing inside at this time?" Someone pulled Luo Changjun.

"Let go! Let go quickly! I'm going to find my father!" Luo Changjun was extremely anxious and wanted to hold his hand and spread it apart.

"Your father is not a fool. He will stay at home and wait for it to be roasted. Your father was still here to organize the neighbors to put out the fire. Don't worry. Your father is fine!" The man quickly told Luo Changjun about the situation.

"Where are people now?" Luo Changjun couldn't let go without seeing his father with his own eyes?

"What about that, what about that!" The man pointed not far away, right in front of the fried dough stick shop.

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

Without running over to confirm, Luo Yongming's voice was already heard, "To this side, to this side, you must control the fire, otherwise this street will be lit."

This street is full of old wooden houses. Once lit, it is possible to burn all the fire. Luo Changjun could clearly see the flames in the fried dough stick shop, and one dish after another poured over, which would not have much effect at all. There are fire hydrants on this old street, but there is no water in the fire hydrant. Because there is no tap water factory in Gezhuping Town, every household uses groundwater. Each household has a water pressing well. These water used for fire fighting is actually pressed out from the water pressing wells at home in nearby neighborhoods. Those fire hydrants are completely useless. In the whole town, there are only a few fire hydrants in factories that are truly useful.

"Have you called the firefighter?" Luo Changjun ran over and asked loudly.

"It's a fight, but I can't get there at once. Even if I get there, the little water in the fire truck will not be of use." Luo Yongming glanced at Luo Changjun.

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

"What is this?" Luo Yongming asked.

"The amulet that you educated! Dad, be careful and be careful!" Luo Changjun reminded him and also participated in the firefighting operation.

Lao Xiao put some vegetable oil in his fried dough stick shop. It is said that to save oil and catch fire, splashing water with water is not the best way. However, compared with other methods, water is the easiest fire-fighting material in this old street.

Strangely, the fried dough stick shop has burned upstairs, but the old house next to the Luo Changjun family seems to have no sign of being lit. The other side of the fried dough stick shop has been renovated. The roof above has also become prefabricated cement boards. It is not easy to catch fire. Therefore, it seems that the fire is very big, but it has not 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 brings the flames to another place, the trouble will be really big.

Everyone understands this, so the enthusiasm for putting out the fire is very high, and more and more people are involved. Some people can't splash it anymore, and someone immediately pushes it up. The fire has been effectively controlled, but unfortunately there are several barrels of oil inside and the house is full of wooden furniture. Once the fire starts to burn, the water is poured on it, but it weakens slightly, and then it burns again. Water vapor and smoke are mixed together. The spread of this street makes it more and more difficult to put out the fire.

Lao Xiao was pulled out of the fire from the beginning. Seeing the house burning loudly, the old portrait felt as heartbroken as if it was cutting its flesh.

"There is still 10,000 yuan in cash!" Old Xiao suddenly broke free from the pull of others, rushed into the fire for a few steps. He tried his best to get back his hard-earned money.

"I don't want to die!" Luo Yongming shouted and quickly chased after him.

But Lao Xiao couldn't hear anyone's voice at this time. He was determined to take out the cash he had finally saved up!

"Stop! Danger!" Luo Yongming started slowly and was much older than Lao Xiao. He could not catch up with Lao Xiao. He could only watch Lao Xiao rush into the fire.

Luo Yongming hesitated in front of the fire scene and rushed in.

"Dad!" When Luo Changjun saw this scene, he shouted heart-wrenchingly and rushed over without hesitation. At this time, several neighbors who had reacted quickly grabbed Luo Changjun.

"Changjun! Don't be impulsive. It's too dangerous inside. You can't take risks anymore!"

Luo Changjun struggled desperately, how could he watch his father burn to death in the fire? Three or four powerful neighbors desperately pressed Luo Changjun to the place, not allowing Luo Changjun to break free.

"Ah! You let me go! Let me go! I want to save my father!" Luo Changjun roared like a beast struggling to death.

"Changjun! Be more sober. What if Lao Luo is like, who will take care of this matter?"

"If you can rescue people when you go in, how can we stop you? But now you will be completely dead. This old Xiao sacrifices his life and wealth, but he will kill Lao Luo! Lao Luo, a good person!"

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At this moment, someone rushed out of the fire! If Zhang Jiaohua were here, he would have been shocked, because this scene was exactly the scene he saw when he had hallucinations before.
Chapter completed!