A simple and crude method was used to control the fire bit by bit.

The scene was already ruins, with burnt broken wood and collapsed tiles everywhere. The air was filled with a burning and unpleasant smell and a pungent plastic smell.

The people were tired and took back the bucket they brought, and then comforted Ivanshan and Ponzi for a few words and then went home one after another.

It was already afternoon, and Ivanshan sat in front of the burnt and blackened ruins. It was a brand new home this morning. At noon, it was gone, and his eyes were full of despair and helplessness.

This house has just been built not long ago, and it was the residence that I and my wife had obtained on weekdays.

However, it was only a year and a half since the house was built, and the foreign debts owed had not been paid off. In addition, the house had all been burned to store some valuable things. This price was obviously too heavy for an ordinary family who came from the bottom of the family.

Ivanshan still couldn't hide the tears in the corners of his eyes. Before this fire, he showed inhuman determination and patience no matter what happened. His hand, which was holding the cigarette at his mouth, also shook violently. He trembled and reluctantly took a puff of cigarette to calm himself down. However, no matter how many times he smoked, his chest became more and more dull. He instantly threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it with his feet, trying to relieve and balance it through this method of destruction. The final result he had earned after years of hard work.

The wife Pang Shi, who stood behind him, saw Ivanshan stomping on the cigarette butts violently, and felt that her husband was a little abnormal.

Subconsciously, she tightly hugged her six-year-old son in her arms, and took a few steps back. She was also silently wiping the tears that flowed out of her eyes.

The son lay quietly on his mother Pang's shoulder, his face pale and his eyes became dull and tired.

The fire burned two houses, and the one next to it was his old house, which had been used as a place to store some straw and poultry after his father and mother passed away five years ago.

In this fire, all the chickens, ducks and geese were in trouble, and even the cows were beaten by the wooden beam and burned to death.

Ivanshan turned his head to look at his wife and turned his eyes to his son Iyongfei. His eyes were full of resentment. He stood up in anger and took big steps. He grabbed his son's clothes and snatched them from his wife's arms.

"If I don't beat you to death today, I'm not your father. Why did our family give birth to such a prodigal son? A prodigal son!" He said that, and waved his hand and slapped Yi Yongfei on the butt.

Iyongfei was frightened by Ivanshan's sudden reaction, and his whole body stood straight in place, staring at his father's distorted face because of anger, and then he was slapped on his butt with a heavy palm.

One of his little hands was grabbed by his father Ivanshan with one hand. He watched his father beat him again, desperately trying to escape from his father's control, but there was still no sign of crying.

"What are you hiding? Ha? What are you hiding?" Ivanshan scolded with gritting teeth.

"Don't fight, don't fight." Pang Shi broke free from Ivanshan who was holding his son's little hand, and used his body to separate the father and son and protect his son behind him, crying.

Yi Yongfei also cried.

Ivanshan cursed, "You still have the face to cry? Ha? You still have the face to cry? Why are you crying if I don't cry? Little bastard!"

While talking, he lowered his head and picked up a half-burned whip on the ground.

He raised his whip and said angrily to his wife: "Go away...you go away. If you don't teach him a lesson today, what bigger things will happen if you are not sure in the future."

Ponzi said, wiping his tears and tremblingly, "He just woke up. If you want to fight, I will beat us together. Just kill us two and leave you alone."

Ivanshan slowly lowered his raised hand, shook off the whip in his hand in a very atmosphere, and stomped his feet and sighed heavily.

Pang Shi turned around and picked up her son again and walked out of the village entrance.

Ivanshan squatted on the ground, hugging his head and cried bitterly.

Who said that men would not cry easily? Under such circumstances, who could cover up their hearts near the edge of collapse? Ivan Mountain cannot do it, and he needs to vent it.

Ivancheng stood on the balcony at home, watching his younger brother and sister walking away with his nephew in his arms.

He came to the back of Mount Ivan, whispered quietly, calmly and comforted, and said, "Go to my place to live. I will build it when I have money."

"Brother, I'm gone." Iwanshan still squatted on the ground and hugged his head, his voice looking helpless and hoarse.

"As long as people are fine, everything can be started over and think about it."

After Ivancheng said that, he lit a cigarette and looked at his younger brother squatting on the ground with a serious expression.

Once upon a time, the two brothers hadn't gotten together like this for a long time, or they could stand together and have a good conversation. When their parents were alive, they would occasionally have some interactions and had dinner together.

I have never had any contact since my parents left because I have to live and eat.

The two families also cursed each other in the fields when they were dividing the land.

But for today and now, both brothers and younger brothers have become as friendly as before, and family affection can always reflect great love and grudges when in times of trouble.

In the evening, Ivanqiu harvested the hoes and threw them on the ground and produced some baskets.

After the sun was finished, the sun had already submerged into the top of the mountain to the west.

This evening, Ivanqiu didn't drink, just had some food, and then went to visit her grandfather.

"You are leaving tomorrow. You have to pay more attention outside. There are too many thieves outside."

Grandpa instructed Ivanqiu.

"Grandpa, it's okay, don't worry, I don't have a few good things on me, what can they want?"

Ivanqiu also told her grandfather about the fire today, and she asked with great concern.

"How did Yongfei happen to him later?"

"I was rescued. I was fine. I just fell into a coma for a while. Maybe I was inhaling too much cigarette."

"It's good if people are fine."

"So too. The most important thing about going out is personal safety. You can't just want money, do you understand?"

Ivanqiu nodded repeatedly, "Grandpa, don't worry, your grandson is not an idiot!"

It was midnight when Ivanqiu came out of my grandfather's house and returned home with a whistle. It was already twelve o'clock.

(Dongguan Bus Station)

"Sister, we're here, we're getting off the bus."

Li Siyan was still sleeping, but was pushed and shouted by her sister, and she opened her eyes slightly and looked out the window.

I saw a shuttle bus parked beside the car, and people in the car porch were also packing their own trip.

My sister and sister simply packed up and then got off the car, and pulled out a somewhat bulky suitcase from the container under the car.

The two walked out of the station together and stood outside the deep shuttle bus gate, a little confused.

"Sister, let's find a hotel first."

Li Siyan just said softly, and then the two walked on the asphalt road under the dim incandescent lamp, looking around, trying to find the word "hotel" from those signs.

The two sisters searched for a long time and walked a long way. The sister flipped her hands and looked at her watch. It was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians coming and going on the street.

My sister was a little tired, so she found the incandescent lamp that was still on the roadside and sat down.

"I don't know where to find the hotel, it's so hard." My sister said, hammering her sore knees with her hands.

"Sister, are we going in the wrong direction?" Li Simeng looked at the freight truck that was speeding past the middle of the road, turned to her and said to her sister.

The sister lowered her head and said, "I don't know, it's the first time I've been here, but I'm clearly seeing many people walking here? There should be no mistake."

While the two sisters were talking, they heard the "squeaking" sound of bicycles coming from afar. They looked up at the source of the sound at the same time.

I saw an old man wearing a yellowed T-shirt struggling to step on a tricycle filled with plastic bottles behind him. The old man's thin hands tightly grasped the handle of the bicycle, and his concave cheeks were covered with wrinkles. Time never left a trace of sympathy on his face. His turbid eyes were full of fatigue and sleepiness.

Li Simeng stepped forward and waved her hand, signaling the old man to stop.

In the old man's turbid eyes, there was a little girl wearing a white long skirt in front of him with a ponytail and kept waved to him to stop.

The old man skillfully hung the brake gear, and the tricycle made a sharp "squeak." sound, and came to Li Simeng and stopped.

The old man looked up at the two little girls standing in front and sitting on the ground holding their knees.

A hoarse voice asked, "What's wrong with the two girls? Well? Have you just arrived here?"

"Grandpa, we have been out of the train station for a long time and have lost our way and can't find where the hotel is. Can you tell us?" Li Simeng asked respectfully.

When the old man heard that he had just come to Dongguan, his eyes were a little shining. He saw many people walking at night in the middle of the night, and it was even rarer for sisters to be with him.

The old man said calmly: "You guys are going against you!"

"ah?"

The two sisters exclaimed in unison.

The old man pointed sideways in the direction behind him and said leisurely: "That direction is to go to the small workshop and small factory, and you can't find a hotel."

The old man turned around again and pointed his finger straight ahead, "Walking forward is to go towards the city center, and only by walking there can you find the hotel. Is this the first time you are here?"

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the two sisters in front of him.

"Yes, it's the first time we've come here, so we... went back to the opposite direction." Li Simeng was a little embarrassed and lowered her head slightly, like a child who did something wrong, bowed her head in front of her parents to admit her mistake.

The old man smiled and said seriously: "It's okay, it's just right. I'm also heading towards the city center. I'm not walking fast. You guys follow me from behind and I'll tell you when I'm in front."

The sister pulled the suitcase and stood up, and the sister Li Simeng gave up her seat in front of the old man, "Thank you, grandpa."

"Well! No thanks. I'm back late tonight." The old man let go of the brakes, slowly stepped on the tricycle, and walked towards the city center. Li Simeng and his sister pulled the suitcase and followed closely behind the car.

This grandfather looked about 60 years old. Because he had been exposed to the sun for a long time, he was already like a layer of bronze ink. Li Simeng looked at his grandfather curiously and asked, "Grandpa, why are you... still outside in the middle of the night?"

"My? It's not until the night before I can get these bottles and jars, so I'm back at this time."

"Then are you a local?"

The old man's eyes were filled with joy and he said loudly: "Yes, my ancestors have lived here for generations and have never left."

The old man then said, "Where are you young people? Why are you the only two? Are you here to defect to relatives?"

Li Simeng looked at the old man in surprise and asked hurriedly: "Old man, why do you know that we are looking at resigning to relatives?"

The old man smiled, his voice a little tired, "I often meet people who inquire about place names, and you two don't have the accents like locals. Over the years, I have seen many people from other places come here to develop, and there is no way to go anywhere else." The old man's face showed a little smug look, "Actually, I really envy you young people. They just happened to be in a good era and can walk around, like I haven't even gone far away. To put it, it's a pity."

The old man looked up in emotion, with some memories appearing in his eyes, and then he smiled and shook his head.

"We have never gone far away! That's right, this time, if it weren't for the uncle here, it wouldn't have been here." Li Simeng replied in a hesitant manner.

"Whether there are or not, you will come out sooner or later and always follow the trend."

Li Simeng looked at the old man half-understand or not, and thought for a while, "Big, trend? Does it mean the pace of the times? Well!"

"This, this...hehe!" Li Simeng just smiled awkwardly.

"Aren't I said?" the old man asked back.

"Old man, do you usually like to read newspapers?"

"Look, what's wrong?" the old man asked in confusion.

"There are a lot of things reported every day. We are inconvenient in the countryside and sometimes we can't receive newspapers. So we heard from others about this development, but we have never seen it before. So what do you mean by the big trend?" Li Simeng did not avoid his doubts, but asked curiously with his head raised.

"The big trend is the inevitable trend of the development of the times. There are certainty and chance in philosophy. As long as you master the development laws of the situation, what you can get after summarizing is inevitable. The so-called uncertain factor is called accident. Do you understand it?"

Li Simeng was stunned by this sentence, shook her head and said, "I still didn't understand."

The old man sighed: "You young people should read more and master more knowledge, so that you can play your role in yourself and society. Have you seen such a sentence when you are studying?" The old man paused and then said: "Study hard and improve every day. This sentence was taught by our great chairman leader. Although I have read a few books, I have never stopped studying for years and insist on reading newspapers every day."

Li Simeng was speechless.

The old man also felt that he had said something too much. He was asking for directions, but as he said it, he started to study.

The old man raised his head and sighed, "Okay, it's time for you to rest." The old man had slowly put the brakes down at some point, stopped the car, turned around and whispered to the two sisters behind him, saying, "Over the other side of the road, there is a hotel under the big tree. It's best for you to stay separately in the middle of the night. These places are a bit messy!"

The two sisters followed the direction the old man pointed. Sure enough, there was a hotel behind the tree. The two sisters said thank you to the old man, and then dragged their suitcases to the hotel.

When you walk into the hotel, there is an aunt in her fifties sitting in front of a simply furnished counter.

I was copying the account book there. When I heard someone coming in, the aunt raised her head in shock and looked at the two sisters carefully, saying, "Is it a single room or a double room?" Then she lowered her head and continued to copy the account book.
Chapter completed!