Hello, 1983

Little Old Four and Shan Xing, with short legs, hurriedly ran towards the village.

He met a big head carrying a cloth bag, and he also went to the grave.

"Big... big brother, it's... it's on fire!"

The little old fourth screamed out of breath, only to feel that his throat was about to smoke, and it was estimated that if he ran for a while, he could catch fire.

As soon as he heard it, he immediately threw the cloth bag in his hand and ran forward.

"Big brother, you go back to the village to report the letter first!"

Shan Xing's cry came from behind, and the little girl understood very well at this time.

Yes!

Datou turned around again and started running back. The fourth and fifth were unable to run at all. He threw himself on the ground and gasped heavily.

Panting and panting, Xiao Lao Si suddenly began to wipe away his tears, and said, "Woo, woo, me, I'm just reciting poems, I really don't want to set fire to it."

The fourth child probably thought that it was her saying "wildfire can't burn out".

"Caifeng, of course you didn't set the fire, let's go, let's go back and put out the fire!"

Shan Xing lightly patted the little brother on the back, comforting her in his mouth.

The two little guys stood up, also holding hands, and started running north.

Then, the two of them saw Zhang Xiaoman waiting on the side of the road, Zhang Ganzi and Wang Cuihua rushed back to put out the fire and left the child here.

So two people became three people, and soon villagers ran past them carrying fire fighting tools such as big brooms or shovels.

"The fourth, the fifth, and Xiaoman, you go home first, it's too dangerous for children to go!"

When Yang Hongying ran past here, she saw a few little guys were particularly conspicuous, and she shouted.

"We're going to learn from the steppe hero sisters!"

The fourth youngest recalled the movies that he had seen. Long Mei and Yu Rong were able to brave the wind and snow to find the commune's sheep. Of course, they were not afraid of wildfires and wanted to be firefighting sisters.

"You...you follow me.

"

Yang Hongying originally wanted them to go back, but seeing the seriousness written on the faces of the little guys, she couldn't help but refuse.

When people arrived at the fire, they saw several people on the ground rolling over and over, using their bodies to suppress the fire.

For a while, it was not clear who they were, because the heads of these people were scorched, their clothes were burnt with holes, and their faces were covered with mud and black ashes, and they could not recognize their true colors at all.

In an instant, the villagers' eyes were red, and they only felt that they possessed infinite power.

"Follow me!"

Captain Zhang roared,

People screamed and rushed into the fire, their big brooms struggling to beat the flames.

The one with the shovel, led by Captain Zhang, went to the reeds to clean up the isolation belt.

"Brother, let's help you!"

The fourth and fifth still saw that there was a dark figure on the ground, it was their eldest brother.

So, the two little girls followed suit, lying on the ground, followed behind Liu Qingshan, and extinguished the remaining fire.

Liu Qingshan is now exhausted, and he can't move the tree with both hands, so he simply learns to hold a pole and roll on the ground.

The tense nerves, the overloaded battle, and the scorching fire made Liu Qingshan's brain a little confused.

At this moment, his consciousness is a little blurry, and there is only one belief left to support: put out fire, put out fire, must put out fire!

Hearing a familiar voice suddenly, Liu Qingshan saw two little people and rolled towards him, and his mind regained clarity in an instant.

He jumped up from the ground and ran over to pick up the fourth and fifth elders: "Follow my brother, let's fight the fire together!"

"Let's put out the fire together!"

The two little girls used their little feet to thump on the ground, trampling the rekindled flames one by one.

Although they are small, they can still make their own contribution.

Beep beep!

Accompanied by the sound of car horns, the great liberation of the village also drove here. In the carriage, men and women, young and old, were crowded with villagers in Jiapigou.

Zhang Liandi went to the county to deliver milk and came back. When she heard the fire here, she immediately started pulling people here.

"Young masters, go ahead!"

Grandpa Kidnai leaned on a cane and shouted, as if he had returned to the battlefield where blood and fire were intertwined.

That's right, this is a battlefield, a battlefield where man and fire confront each other!

More and more people poured into this battlefield, and the fire was finally brought under control.

More than 100 people stood behind the isolation belt, nervously watching the spreading fire.

Occasionally there are wildfires that slip through the net, but they are also put out by everyone.

This is their last position, and they must not miss it.

With no combustibles left, the wildfire finally went out after reaching the isolation zone, and the meadows were full of green smoke from embers.

There is also black and gray all over the ground, indicating everything that has happened here.

"The fire is out, the fire is out!"

The villagers burst into cheers.

Captain Zhang and others arranged for people to continue to stick to the isolation belt. At this time, the more they can't relax, and the resurgence must be prevented.

Especially in the cemetery area, the weeds on the tombs were all burnt to bare, turning into little black lumps.

"Okay, just treat it as a warm grave, the ancestors will definitely bless us Jiapigou."

The third grandmother trembled in the direction of the cemetery, praying something in her mouth.

"Caifeng, Shan Xing, I finally found you!"

Lin Zhi and Liu Jinfeng also participated in the firefighting just now, and only now did they have the heart to look for their family members. When they saw the small faces of the fourth and fifth, they were black and gray, and they couldn't help but hurriedly put them in their arms.

"Second Mother, the new clothes are burnt out."

Shan Xing said in a low voice.

"It's okay, Erniang will do it for you."

Lin Zhi stroked her little head, oops, her hair was burnt.

The little fourth looked rather excited, pointed to the ground, and said with a small mouth: "Eldest sister, the hay has been burned, and the wild vegetables on the ground are exposed, just in time for us to dig wild vegetables!"

Among the black ashes, there are still wisps of green standing.

Wild fire, in spring.

These simple villagers in Jiapigou are so similar to these weeds and weeds. They also have tenacious vitality. Year after year, generation after generation, they take root and sprout on this land, multiply and thrive.

"Fourth and fifth, what about your brother?"

Liu Jinfeng searched for a long time, but did not see his younger brother Sanfeng, not only a little anxious.

She knew that her younger brother was the first to come to put out the fire, and of course he was the most dangerous.

"Sister, I've been standing in front of you for a long time!"

A hoarse voice came over, Liu Jinfeng's eyes widened, looking at the person in front of him who seemed to have just emerged from the stove, he couldn't control it any longer, tears were falling, and he hugged Liu Qingshan:

"Sanfeng, you didn't burn out, did you?"

"It hurts, sister, it hurts!"

Liu Qingshan grinned, showing his snow-white teeth. It is estimated that this place is left on his body, and it is still white.

Rolling all over the ground just now, there are fire blisters on his body and bruises from bumps.

When I put out the fire, I didn't feel that much, but now I relax, I feel sore all over my body, and my whole body is like falling apart.

"Oh, we haven't cleaned Dad's grave yet!"

Little Old Fourth just remembered a key question.

Looking at the cemetery that had been burned by the fire, thinking about the situation where everyone was waving branches and brooms just now, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but smile:

"It's been swept..."

At this time, a burst of crying came: "Pole, Pole, wake up, what are you doing?"

Everyone hurried over to follow the sound, only to see Wang Cuihua hugging Zhang Zhe and gently slapping his cheek.

Zhang Ganzi looked even more embarrassed than Liu Qingshan. When he put out the fire just now, he worked the hardest and worked the hardest.

There were originally some villagers who wanted to complain about him. After all, the fire started because of him.

However, seeing his appearance, the anger in his heart disappeared long ago, and he carried Zhang Zhanzi into the car with his hands and feet, and pulled him back to the village for treatment.

There were a few others, all with burns on their bodies, and they all returned to the village together, including Liu Qingshan of course.

Dozens of young and middle-aged people are left to guard here, and the rest of the old and young all return to the village.

The dumb grandfather went back to the wooden house in the mountains and brought back a large jar of ointment, which he had prepared a long time ago to treat burns and scalds.

After Liu Qingshan cleaned his body, he was also helped by the fourth and fifth to apply ointment to the wounds on his back and arms.

The ointment is dark and sticky, not to mention the appearance, and the smell is quite unpleasant and stinky, making the fourth and the fifth wrinkle their noses.

However, after touching the wound, the original burning sensation was immediately replaced by a cool breeze, which made me feel much more comfortable.

Liu Qingshan knew that this ointment was surprisingly effective in treating burns and scalds.

Many people in the village have used it before, and generally mild burns do not even leave scars.

I don’t know if it’s not troublesome to prepare hemp, maybe I can develop a brand-name product in the future.

Liu Qingshan thought about it in his heart, and then put the ointment on the little hands of the fourth and fifth.

The eldest sister Liu Jinfeng prepared clippers and scissors and cut their hair one by one.

The hair was burnt, Liu Qingshan simply shaved a small flat head, leaving a layer of short stubble close to the scalp.

He was still holding the fader, and was moving it in his hand: "Fourth, if you see if your brother has this shape, I will give you one as well."

She was so frightened that the fourth child hugged her head and ran out. If she had a bald boy's hairstyle, it would be so ugly.

"Oh, Sanfeng, don't scare them."

Liu Jinfeng took a wooden comb and scissors, and repaired the burnt hair of the fourth and fifth, and was busy with her work. There was a screeching sound of a small fire in the cradle, and she hurriedly went to breastfeed again.

"Hee hee, in our house, you didn't go to put out the fire, just a small fire."

Little Old Fourth stretched out his fingers, pinched Xiao Huo's delicate face lightly, and muttered to himself, "Yes, your name is Xiao Huo, of course you can't put out the fire."

Liu Qingshan didn't even notice the smile, he packed up and went out to Zhang Ganzi's house to check. Uncle Ganzi suffered the most serious burns this time.

When I arrived at Zhang Ganzi's house, I saw Zhang Ganzi wearing a big trousers, lying on the kang, Wang Cuihua was putting ointment on him, and the mute grandfather was giving pointers.

Zhang Ganzi has recovered now, grinning and groaning: "It hurts, Cuihua, please wipe it gently."

Wang Cuihua was not annoyed, but looked at her husband with love and pity. Thinking of his bravery in fighting the fire, she felt sweet and peaceful in her heart:

My family man, is worth relying on!

"Uncle Rod, how are you?"

Liu Qingshan asked with concern.

"Nothing, at most a few scars, man, a scar on your body is nothing."

Zhang Ganzi was serious for only three seconds, and soon he said with a smile:

"Hehe, as long as the bird is not burnt, it can still be used... oh, Cuihua, take it easy!"