I really don't want a second marriage

"What's going on? Well, how could it catch fire?"

"Yes, and you're all out. Why hasn't your father come out? Is he still taking something? Don't worry, maybe your father will come out soon!"

Someone offered to show Han Qing his hand, but Xiao Han Qing kept hiding his hand behind him and kept saying to them, "please, aunt and uncle, my father fainted. He can't get out. Please help him!"

Hearing that he fainted, several adults realized that the situation was much more serious than they thought. They saw a child running out of the fire. They thought Han Fu must be a big man, but they didn't expect him to faint.

Unexpectedly, several people immediately got up and walked towards that side.

However, when they first came to the door, several people hesitated again, hesitated, and didn't dare to step forward.

"This, such a big fire, can it come out after going in?"

A word makes others more hesitant.

"Yes, the fire is too big. It must be very dangerous if you go in. Why don't we put out the fire first?"

"Xiaoqing, go and stay next to me first. Will you give it to your uncles and aunts here?"

Although Han Qing was young, he also saw their hesitation. Although they stood in front of the door, they didn't go in at all. The father inside was still suffering.

He almost immediately reacted and turned around to run inside, but was pulled by the nearest adult: "Hey, why don't you obey me? You can't go in if the fire is so big. What if you're burned? Hurry to the side and wait. You can't go in again."

"Dad, dad is still inside!" Han Qing struggled to run inside, but the adult kept pulling him, and his strength couldn't beat him.

"Dad! Dad!" little Han Qing kept shouting inside. Maybe his cry was too tragic and too harsh. Several adults nearby couldn't bear it.

"Otherwise, let's go in and have a look. A child just ran out."

"Yes, a child is not afraid. We adults are really ugly if we are so timid."

"Come on, Xiaoqing, wait for us outside. We'll go in and save your father now."

Several men raised their sleeves and were ready to dry. As a result, at this time, the fire brigade came, surrounded the place on fire, and then began to evacuate the surrounding people.

When Xiao Hanqing saw that those people surrounded his family, he was anxious to run over and shouted to his father.

A fireman's uncle squatted down and hugged him.

"Children, there's a big fire inside. You can't run in, or you'll hurt you."

With that, the firefighter's uncle noticed Han Qing's hands were bloody and flesh blurred, "how did you get hurt?"

"Dad! Dad!"

Xiao Hanqing still wanted to run inside. The firefighter's uncle realized what he was talking about and his face became dignified: "you mean, your father is still inside!?"

"Uncle, can you save my father? Thank you!"

As a firefighter, he was duty bound to this request. He immediately said seriously, "OK, uncle, go in and save your father, but you must promise your uncle that you must not run around, you know?"

Little Han Qing nodded, "thank you, uncle. Uncle must save my father."

After the firefighters determined that he would not run around, they got up and discussed with several of their teammates, and then several people went in to save people.

Little Han Qing didn't stand aside. He always stood at the place nearest to the fire and couldn't hurt him. He wanted to wait here for his father to come out. His father asked him to come out and find someone to save him. He did it! Dad will be safe!

At this time, Mrs. Han, who bought the cake, came back. She was still carrying the cake box in her hand. From a distance, she saw the fire here. She was puzzled and hurried here. When she saw that it was her own house on fire, her mind exploded and something collapsed madly inside.

After that, she couldn't care about anything and ran straight here.

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There was a fire coming from the front. Han Qing smelled a burning smell. His pupils shrank suddenly. He was still. He suddenly avoided it at this time.

Breathing, very fast, sweat has been dripping down along the forehead. The surrounding air and temperature are rising sharply. In front of us, there is fire, scene characters and endless darkness.

In my ears, it seems that someone is shouting, and it seems that I can't hear anything.

After Han Qing opened the door, his first thought was to come in and save Xiaoyan. He couldn't let Xiaoyan die in the sea of fire, let alone let her encounter danger.

So he ran in until he stood here and saw the past again.

Those memories gnawed at his memory and brain like a soul, and his limbs couldn't move like a brim. However, as long as he thought that his little girl was still waiting for him in the fire, as long as he thought that she was helpless in the face of the fire, just as he was helpless in the face of losing his father when he was a child, Han Qing knew that he had to overcome this barrier.

Thick smoke billowed. Han Qing covered his mouth and nose and looked for Xiaoyan inch by inch in the room.

"What's going on?"

Mrs. Han hurried to the door and shouted, "this is my house. Why is it on fire? Husband, Xiaoqing!"

With that, Mrs. Han hurried inside and was stopped after a few steps.

"Madam, there's a big fire inside. You can't go in."

"Why don't you let me in? This is my house. Let me in!"

Mrs. Han is usually a gentle and reasonable person. At this critical moment, she suddenly lost her reason.

"Madam, we understand your mood very much, but now it has been surrounded by fire. Please calm down. We have more professional people to help. Would you please wait nearby?"

Mrs. Han wanted to say something more, but a small voice sounded at the bottom left.

"Mom."

Mrs. Han lowered her head and saw little Han Qing standing at her feet. She was stunned. Then she saw little Han Qing's bloody hand and tears fell out at once.

"Qing'er, what's the matter with you? Why is your hand hurt like this?"

She hugged Han Qing and wanted to take his hand to check, but she couldn't start at all. She was afraid that she would hurt when she met Han Qing.

"Mom." Han Qing's eyes were a little red, but he always held his breath. "Dad is still inside, but an uncle took someone in to save dad. Mom, will dad be all right?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Han's eyes flashed a flash of consternation. Looking back at the towering fire behind her, her body began to shake gently.

"Yes, it will be all right!"