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"What's the matter? Well done, how could it catch fire

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

Some people want to show Han Qing his hand, but little Han Qing has been hiding his hand behind his back, constantly saying to them: "please, auntie, uncle, my father fainted, he can't come out, please help him!"

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

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

However, just walked to the door when a few people hesitated for a moment, hesitated and did not dare to step forward.

"This, such a big fire, can you come out after you go in?"

One sentence makes others more hesitant.

"Yes, the fire is too big. It must be very dangerous to enter. Shall we put out the fire first?"

"Xiaoqing, why don't you go to the side and leave it to your uncles and aunts?"

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, but the father inside was still suffering from suffering.

He almost immediately responded and turned around to run inside. However, he was stopped by the nearest adult: "Hey, why are you disobedient? You can't go in with such a big fire. What if you are burned? Hurry up and wait. You can't go in any more. "

"Dad, Dad's still in there!" Han Qing struggled to run inside, but the adults had been pulling him, and his strength could not be matched.

"Dad! Dad Small Han Qing has been shouting inside, probably his cry is too sad and too sad, a few adults nearby have some intolerance.

"Well, let's go in and have a look. He's a child who just ran out."

"Yes, a child is not afraid. If we are adults, we will be really ugly."

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

Several men raised their sleeves and prepared to start the work. At this time, the fire brigade came, surrounded the fire place and began to evacuate the people around.

Small Han Qing see those people around their home, anxious to run over, while shouting dad.

An uncle of a fireman squatted down and hugged him.

"Children, there is a big fire inside. You can't run in, or you will be hurt."

Finish saying, this fireman uncle just noticed Han Qing's hand is bloody and fleshy, "how to hurt?"

"Dad! Dad

Xiao Hanqing still wanted to run inside. The fireman's uncle realized what he was talking about. His face was dignified: "you mean, your father is still in there!"

"Uncle, can you help my father? Thank you

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

Little Han Qing nodded, "thank you, uncle. My uncle must help my father out."

After the fireman was sure that he would not run around, he got up to discuss with several of his teammates, and then a few people went in to save people.

Xiaohanqing did not stand aside. He had been standing in the place closest to the fire and could not hurt him. He wanted to wait 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 with the cake box in her hand. From a distance, she saw the fire burning in the sky, and she was wondering about the direction. When she saw that the house was on fire, her mind exploded and something fell down crazily inside.

After that, she didn't care about anything and ran directly to this side.

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Hoo -

there was a fire coming from the front. Han Qing smelled a burning smell, and his pupil shrank suddenly. He was not moving at this time.

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

There seemed to be a constant cry in my ears, and I couldn't hear anything.

After Han Qingbang opened the door, his first thought was to come in to save Xiaoyan. He could not let Xiaoyan die in the sea of fire, and he could not let her encounter danger.

So he ran in until he stood here, and the past came back to him.

Those memories gnaw at his memory and brain like a soul, and his limbs can't move as if he had been drowned. However, as long as he thought that his little girl was still waiting for him in the fire, as long as he was helpless in the face of the fire, as helpless as he was when he lost his father when he was young, Han Qing knew that he had to overcome this hurdle.Smoke rolling, Han Qing covered his mouth and nose, eyes in the room inch by inch to search for Xiao Yan's figure.

"What's going on?"

Mrs. Han, who was in a hurry, ran to the door and yelled, "this is my home. How can it be on fire? Husband, Xiaoqing

With that, Mrs. Han ran to the inside anxiously and was stopped after a few steps.

"Lady, there's a lot of fire inside. You can't go in."

"Why not let in? This is my house. Let me in! "

Mrs. Han is usually a gentle and reasonable person. At this critical moment of life and death, she suddenly lost her mind.

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

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

"Mom."

When Mrs. Han lowered her head, she saw little Han Qing standing at her feet. She was stunned for a moment. Then she saw the bloody hand of Xiaohan Qing, and her tears suddenly fell out.

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

She hugged Han Qing and wanted to pull his hand to check, but she couldn't do anything about it. She was afraid that she would feel pain after meeting Han Qing.

"Mom." Han Qing's eyes are a little red, but always holding a breath, "Dad is still inside, but there are uncles with people to save dad, mom, dad will be ok?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Han's eyes flashed with amazement. She looked back at the huge fire behind her, and her body began to shake gently.

"Yes, it will be OK!"

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