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  Chapter 178 This is the battlefield

  Xiao Lao Si and Shan Xing ran towards the village in a hurry with their short legs.

   I ran into the big head carrying a cloth bag head-on, and he also went to the grave.

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

  The little old four was screaming out of breath, only feeling that his throat was about to smoke, and he estimated that if he ran for a while, he would catch fire.

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

   "Brother Big Tou, go back to the village and report the news!"

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

Yes!

  The big head turned around again and started running back. The fourth and fifth children couldn't run anymore, so they plopped down and sat on the ground, panting heavily.

   Panting and panting, the fourth child suddenly began to wipe away tears, and said sobbingly: "Woo, woo, I, I just recite poems, I really don't want to set fire."

  Perhaps the fourth child thought it was her fault that "wild fire never burns out".

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

  Shan Xing patted Xiao Laosi on the back lightly, comforting her with 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 fight the fire and left the child here.

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

   "Fourth, 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 who were particularly conspicuous, so she yelled.

   "We want to learn from the little grassland heroes!"

  The fourth little brother remembered the movie he had seen. Long Mei and Yurong braved the wind and snow to find the sheep in the commune. Of course, they were not afraid of wildfires, and they wanted to be little firefighters.

   "You...you follow me closely."

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

  When people rushed to the fire scene, they saw several people rolling on the ground, using their bodies to suppress the flames.

   For a while, it was not clear who they were, because their hair was burnt, their clothes were also riddled with burnt holes, and their faces were covered with mud and black ash, so they couldn't recognize their true colors at all.

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

   "Follow me!"

  Captain Zhang roared,

  People screamed and rushed into the fire, fighting the flames with big brooms in their hands.

  The one with the shovel, under the leadership of Captain Zhang, went to the reed marsh to clean up the isolation zone.

   "Brother, we are here to help you!"

  The fourth and fifth children could still see that there was a dark figure on the ground, which was their eldest brother.

  So, the two little girls followed suit, lying on the ground, followed behind Liu Qingshan, and put out the embers.

  Liu Qingshan was exhausted now, he couldn't move the small tree with both hands, so he simply learned how to stretch a pole and roll on the ground.

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

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

  Suddenly heard a familiar cry, Liu Qingshan saw two small people rolling 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 children: "Follow brother, let's fight the fire together!"

   "Let's fight the fire together!"

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

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

   Beep beep!

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

  Zhang Liandi went to the county to deliver milk and came back. When she heard that this place was on fire, she immediately began to pull people here.

   "Men and gentlemen, go!"

  Grandpa Kidnap 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 the battlefield, the battlefield where people and fire clash!

   As more and more people joined the battlefield, the fire was finally brought under control.

   More than a hundred people guarded behind the isolation zone, nervously watching the spreading fire line.

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

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

  With no combustibles, the wildfire finally burned to the isolation zone and gradually extinguished. On the meadow, there were green smoke from embers everywhere.

   There is also black ash all over the floor, showing everything that 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 zone. At this time, it is impossible to relax, and we must prevent the resurgence of the ashes.

  Especially in the cemetery area, the weeds on the grave mounds were all burnt bare, turning them into little black bumps.

   "Well, let's treat it as a warm grave. The ancestors will definitely bless us in Jiapigou."

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

   "Caifeng, Shanxing, I finally found you!"

  Lin Zhi and Liu Jinfeng also participated in the fire fighting just now, and now they are thinking about looking for their family members. Seeing the little faces of the fourth and fifth children, black and gray, they couldn't help hugging them in their arms.

   "Er Niang, the new clothes are burnt out."

  Yan Xing said in a low voice.

   "It's okay, Er Niang will do it for you again."

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

  The youngest fourth was rather excited, pointing at the ground, and babbling: "Sister, the hay is all burnt out, and the wild vegetables on the ground are all exposed, just in time for us to dig wild vegetables!"

  Among the black ashes, there is still a smear of green standing upright.

Wild fire, in spring.

   These simple villagers in Jiapigou are 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 live endlessly.

   "Fourth and fifth, where's 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 fight the fire, and of course he was the most dangerous.

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

  A hoarse voice came, Liu Jinfeng widened his eyes, looked at the person in front of him who seemed to have just got out of the stove, couldn't control it anymore, tears fell down, and hugged Liu Qingshan:

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

   "It hurts, sister, it hurts!"

  Liu Qingshan bared his teeth, revealing his snow-white teeth. This is probably the only place left on his body, which is still white.

   Just now I was rolling all over the floor, my body was covered with blisters and bruises from bumps.

  I didn’t feel much when I was fighting the fire, but now that I relax, I feel sore all over my body, as if falling apart.

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

  The fourth little one remembered a key question.

  Looking at the cemetery that had been destroyed by the fire, and thinking about the scene where everyone was waving branches and brooms just now, Liu Qingshan could not help but smile:

   "I have already scanned..."

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

   Everyone hurried over following the sound, only to see Wang Cuihua hugging Zhang Ganzi, patting his cheek lightly.

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

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

   But seeing him like this, the anger in my heart disappeared long ago, and I hurriedly lifted Zhang Gan into the car and pulled him back to the village for treatment.

   There are a few others, all with some burns on their bodies, and they all went back to the village together, including Liu Qingshan of course.

  Dozens of young and middle-aged people were left to guard here, and the rest of the old and small returned 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 long ago, specially for the treatment of burns and scalds.

   After Liu Qingshan washed his body, he was also helped by the fourth and fifth elders to apply ointment on the injured parts of his back and arms.

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

  But after touching the wound, the original hot feeling was immediately replaced by a burst of coolness, and I felt 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 will be troublesome to prepare, maybe it will be developed in the future, and a famous brand product can be produced.

  Liu Qingshan pondered in his heart, and then applied ointment on the little hands of the fourth and fifth children.

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

  His hair was burnt, Liu Qingshan simply shaved a small crew cut, leaving only a layer of short stubble sticking to the scalp.

  He was still holding the clipper, and it was rattling in his hands: "Fourth brother, have you seen my brother's hairstyle, and I will give you one as well."

  Frightened, the fourth child ran out with his head in his arms. If she had a haircut like a bald boy, it would be so ugly.

   "Oh, Sanfeng, don't scare them."

  Liu Jinfeng took a wooden comb and scissors, trimmed the scorched hair of the fourth and fifth children, and was busy, when there was a small fire in the cradle, she hurriedly went to nurse again.

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

  Xiao Huo stretched out his fingers, gently pinched Xiao Huo's delicate face, and muttered to himself: "Yes, you are called Xiao Huo, of course you can't put out the fire."

  Liu Qingshan didn't realize it and smiled, packed up, and went out to Zhang Ganzi's house to check. Uncle Ganzi was the one with the most serious burns this time.

  When I arrived at Zhang Ganzi's house, I saw Zhang Ganzi lying on the kang wearing big underpants. Wang Cuihua was applying ointment to his body, and the dumb grandpa was pointing at him.

   Zhang Ganzi has also recovered now, grinning and humming: "It hurts, it hurts, Cuihua, wipe it lightly."

  Wang Cuihua was not annoyed, but looked at her husband lovingly, thinking about his brave performance in fighting the fire, she felt sweet and at ease in her heart:

  My man is worth relying on!

   "Uncle Ganzi, how are you doing?"

   Liu Qingshan asked with concern.

   "Nothing, at most a few scars, man, it's nothing to have a few scars on your body."

   Zhang Ganzi was serious for less than three seconds, and soon said with a playful smile:

   "Hey, as long as the bird is not burnt, it can still be used... Oh, Cuihua, please be gentle!"

  (end of this chapter)