Reborn in the 1980s: A scientific research leader cultivates the land to serve the motherland

Chapter 84 On Fire
The tranquility of deep sleep, unaware.

The light in her palm flashed past, it was neither painful nor itchy, and An Ning didn't notice it at all.

An Ning slept soundly this time, when she opened her eyes, she didn't know what year it was.

The whole house is too quiet.

It was so quiet that no one seemed to be there.

It was so quiet that she was a little scared.

An Ning stood up and looked out, it was pitch black.

She raised her wrist and looked at the time under the faint moonlight.

"Eight thirty-seven, where's the person?
An Ning hurriedly went to the ground and left the house.

There was no one in the kitchen, no one in the opposite room, not even the injured second brother was at home.

"Nothing should happen."

An Ning's heart gradually lifted, and she ran out, but there was no one in the elder brother's room, not even the younger brother who was taking the college entrance examination.

In the whole family, there are only a few hens, and there is a big rooster at home.

"what sound?"

Standing in the yard, An Ning vaguely heard someone shouting.

She ran outside and ran out.

"Oh my God!"

An Ning instantly understood why, the soaring light of the fire was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

on fire!

An Ning ran desperately, towards the place where the fire was shining.

When she approached, the place was already busy.

All the villagers are connected into a water delivery line, sending bucket after bucket forward.

Not only that, those who can use shovels are constantly shoveling the soil in front of the fire, and vigorously shove towards the burning house.

"Quick! Quick!"

"got windy!"

"Everyone work hard!"

An Ning didn't immediately step forward to help, she observed the entire fire.

Most of the houses in the countryside are next to each other, and everyone is in a hurry to fight the fire because the wind is about to blow.

The wind helped the fire, and the houses in this row were in danger.

Although fighting the fire, but the speed is too slow.

What should I do?
An Ning ran to Sun Dazhuang, grabbed him and shouted.

"Captain, pack the soil, I'm going to the room!"

After finishing speaking, An Ning climbed over the wall to the neighbor's house that was on fire. She didn't need a ladder, she just climbed onto the window sill with one step, put her hands on the eaves, turned over, and climbed onto the roof.

"Captain, hurry up!"

Sun Dazhuang's reaction was not slow, the fire was right in the middle, and went to the most core place on the roof where it could be extinguished.

"Hurry up, pack the soil, give An Ning!"

After Sun Dazhuang shouted, Jiang Xia reacted the fastest. He jumped onto the window sill, took a bucket of soil, and handed it up.

An Ning lay on the eaves, picked up the bucket with one hand, and shouted loudly: "Change to a bigger one! I can handle it!"

The villagers below are not slow to move.

Several villagers spread the woven baskets with silk bags, and the people on the other side vigorously shoveled the soil in the vegetable garden, and they didn't care about the vegetables.

A basket full of soil cannot be moved by one person.

An Guoqing imitated Jiang Xia's appearance and went up to the window sill. The legs under the two of them were hugged, and the two of them worked together to lift a basket of soil up.

An Ning, who was on the top, exerted strength with both hands, pulled up again, and sprinkled a basket of soil on the place where the fire was most intense.

Basket after basket of soil was picked up.

At this time, there were people in the front and back of the house on fire, coupled with the tranquility directly above, the fire finally tended to become smaller.

The captain below, Sun Dazhuang, immediately shouted decisively: "Go to the roof of Lao Li's house, hurry up!"

Several men climbed up the room from the wall, and the three of them worked together to catch the buckets passed from below, and started to put out the fire one by one.

Ten minutes later, only sporadic flames remained on the fire.

"Quick, quick, it's the last bit, work harder!"

At this time, Sun Dazhuang's face was already black, and the hairs on his arms were all burned off.

The villagers continued, and An Ning continued to observe mentally, until there was no spark left, and then collapsed on the roof, looking at the stars in the sky, and giggling.

Most of the villagers below also collapsed to the ground.

Jiang Xia and An Guoqing, who had been standing on the window sill handing soil, had trembling arms, but their faces were relieved.

The fire is out.

The man who put out the fire in front had almost no energy left, and the villagers who had been delivering water from behind started to tidy it up, poured more water, and confirmed that it would not re-ignite.

Everything seemed to be settled until a cry came.

"My house—"

"Ah--my--house--"

A woman sat on the ground, slapped the ground, crying heartbreakingly.

A few women next to her stepped forward to comfort her, but they didn't know what to say.

This is their house, all their belongings, whoever can leave it without crying.

There is something about farmers, isn't it just land and houses?

"Okay, who's house are you going to live in today, and we'll talk about it tomorrow if we have something to do."

Sun Dazhuang came forward, and the women's director of the village also persuaded him. This family lived in the brother's house in the same village, and the villagers all went back first.

"Little sister, can you come down?"

An Guoming couldn't put out the fire, so he kept watching outside, and then he kept watching his little sister.

"Second brother, I can come down, wait for me later."

An Ning sat up slowly, even though she had strength, she was still a little tired.

She came down from the house and was supported by Lin Cuihua, and the family went home.

After returning home, Lin Cuihua started nagging.

"As long as you are capable, those old men must use you."

Lin Cuihua rubbed An Ning's arm while nagging.

"This arm will hurt for a few days, it depends on how you fix it."

An Ning, who had planned to use her mental strength to relieve her, simply took it back.

It's better to be in pain for a few days, or I'm a little too anti-human.

"Okay, if the child does something good, it's a village, and he can't help."

As soon as An Sancheng finished speaking, Lin Cuihua stared at him.

"As long as you are a good person, you say good things every day."

Lin Cuihua snorted, and turned to serve An Ning a meal.

At dinner today, Lin Cuihua went to call An Ning, but she didn't get up after calling twice.

She knew that An Ning was tired, the kind who was too tired.

She might as well save the meal and eat it when she wakes up.

"Eat, and go to bed when you're full."

An Ning looked at the small pot on the table, and asked with a smile, "Mom, have you eaten meat? It's too much."

"You can't stop your mouth if you eat it. Eat as much as you want, and go back and rest after eating."

"It's really not too tired to panic."

An Ning has long been used to Lin Cuihua's nagging, and every sentence she hears is distressing for her.

An Ning bowed her head to eat.

In the basin are two kinds of rice made of millet and sorghum, and the dish is pork ribs and Chinese cabbage.

A small bowl of rice and vegetables was eaten by An Ning, and while listening to An's family talk, she also understood the fire.

The person who caught fire was also surnamed An, halfway through cooking, and the adults in the family went out, leaving only two children.

The child was playing around and accidentally pulled a stick that was on fire. He didn't pay attention, and the sparks lit the firewood in the kitchen.

The child panicked and failed to put out the fire in time, which caused nearly half of the house to burn down.

(End of this chapter)