In Changping Village, Huosheng was a little disappointed when faced with Shui Sheng's attitude.
He waved his hand and said impatiently: "You are just stubborn, I don't care about you anymore."
Huosheng turned around and went back to his house, and asked his wife Yunxia to burn the brazier in the fire bucket more vigorously and bring it into the house.
The two children were sleeping on the bed, Yunxia was cooking in the kitchen next door, and Huosheng was squatting in the fire barrel to keep warm and stretched out comfortably.
In my heart, I thought I was being too cautious. The snow had stopped. How could I still detain people in the ancestral hall?
Shui Sheng is also a lackadaisical person. He really doesn’t dare to move in this icy and snowy house unless he is allowed to move. The ancestral hall is so cold, drafts leak from everywhere, and this home is so warm. He is such an idiot.
In the middle of the night, his wife Yunxia and her son slept on one end, while Huosheng and his daughter slept on the other end.
A big quilt was thrown open, and a family of four was covered tightly.
In the middle of the night, there was a sudden creaking sound on the roof.
Yunxia gently rubbed Huosheng with her feet: "Dad, there is a noise on the roof."
Huosheng was woken up from a sound sleep, and was a little unhappy: "It's the sound of melting snow."
Yunxia said: "No, this sound seems to be coming from inside the house."
"Inside the house?"
"Yes, I heard two sounds. Could it be that the roof beam was about to break?"
Huosheng trembled, and his sleepiness disappeared.
"I'll come down and take a look."
As soon as he took off the quilt and got out of bed, he didn't even have time to put on his coat when he heard a crunching sound above his head.
Huosheng looked up and saw a huge thing covering him. He subconsciously rolled to the ground next to him. There was a loud noise behind him and the ground was shaking.
Huo Sheng was choked by the gray smoke and coughed heavily. When he got up, he found that he was in the open air, surrounded by broken walls and ruins. The bed where the family slept had been crushed under his feet, and something bright red slowly came from under a wooden board. dripping out...
…
The bad news soon reached Yang Huazhong and others.
The person who came to report the news was the descendant of the Huosheng family. According to the neighbor who came to report the news, he suddenly heard a loud bang while sleeping in the middle of the night, and then heard someone crying and howling.
When the neighbor opened the door and took a look, he was dumbfounded.
The east room where Huosheng's family slept was in ruins. Huosheng was wearing thin pajamas and squatting on the ruins with bare feet, crying and digging with his hands.
The neighbor arrived and saw Huosheng's bloody hands and stopped him from scratching, but he couldn't stop him at all.
The neighbor had no choice but to come over overnight to report the news to Yang Huazhong.
"You just didn't listen to my advice. Now something bad happened!" Yang Huazhong hurried to the scene.
The yard next door was also disturbed, and Blacksmith Luo immediately accompanied Yang Huazhong.
Luo Fengtang was also getting dressed. Yang Ruoqing sat up and Luo Fengtang pushed her back down again.
"Don't go out in the middle of the night. Be obedient." He put on his clothes, tucked her bedclothes back into place, turned around and hurried out of the house.
The next morning, when Yang Ruoqing, who was asthmatic, had finished washing and was about to go out to inquire about the situation, a tired-looking Luo Fengtang came back.
"How is the situation at the Huosheng family?" Yang Ruoqing hurriedly approached and asked.
He put the hand-warming small copper stove that he had prepared in advance into his hand so that he could go away the cold.
Luo Fengtang took the small copper stove, warmed his hands that were numb from the cold, and sat down.
Yang Ruoqing poured two more bowls of hot tea, one for him and one for herself, and sat opposite him: "I slept in a daze last night. I only knew that there was a lot of noise in the yard next door in the middle of the night. How is the situation at Huosheng's house? It collapsed. Which rooms are there?"
Luo Fengtang's face was stern, "The kitchen, the woodshed, and the house where the family sleeps."
Yang Ruoqing's heart sank a lot and she stared at him unblinkingly.
"The three of us were pressed tightly together on the bed. We didn't move the things away until dawn, but we couldn't save anything."
Yang Ruoqing sat there blankly, unable to speak for a long time.
Luo Fengtang took a sip of hot tea and said in a deep voice: "It can be inferred from the situation at the scene that the family of four sleeps in two ends. Yunxia and the youngest son sleep on one end, and the eldest daughter sleeps on the other end. When the roof collapsed, Yunxia leaned over to lift the little boy. With her son in her arms, everything was pressed on Yunxia's back, and her backbone was broken, and her younger son was not spared either."
"The eldest daughter on the other end is in terrible condition. Her face is so bloody that she can't bear to look at it..."
Yang Ruoqing looked steadily at Luo Fengtang. He was used to going to the battlefield and had seen a lot of life and death, but he still couldn't bear to look at the scene like last night. This shows how miserable the situation was at that time...
Yang Ruoqing closed her eyes, let alone Luo Fengtang, she herself did not dare to look directly at him.
Such a cute pair of children, because of Huosheng's stubbornness and self-righteousness, lost three lives.
"How come Huosheng is not dead? Why can he live?" Yang Ruoqing asked through gritted teeth.
Luo Fengtang sighed, "It is said that Yunxia heard a noise on the roof, lit a fire to check the situation, and just avoided disaster..."
Yang Ruoqing stopped talking and sat there silently, mourning for such a pair of children.
Luo Fengtang also felt very heavy. He took the bodies of the two children out of the ruins with his own hands.
His clothes are still stained with their blood. If possible, he would rather exchange thousands of gold and silver for the lives of those two young people. They are still so young and have never experienced many beautiful things in this world, just because of their father. His stubbornness and self-righteousness cost him his life...
"hateful!"
Luo Fengtang suddenly punched the table hard.
Yang Ruoqing came to her senses and noticed that there was blood on many places on his body.
"It's far more uncomfortable for him to live like this than to die. We have tried everything we need to do to persuade him, and we have done everything we need to do. With such a fate, we are powerless."
"Tangyaozi, don't think about this anymore. Take off your dirty clothes. I'll prepare hot water for you. You can take a hot bath and go to bed later."
…
Luo Fengtang was indeed tired. He had been the main force in the intense rescue work in recent days.
The physical fatigue can be tolerated, but the mental part is a bit torturous.
Especially what happened last night made him very sad and powerless as a father, so now Yang Ruoqing asked him to take a bath and catch up on his sleep, which he did.
After he fell asleep, Yang Ruoqing put on her cloak and came to her parents' yard next door.
Yang Huazhong has also returned and is discussing the funeral arrangements for the three members of the Huosheng family with blacksmith Changgen Danniuluo and several village elders.
Everyone's expressions were solemn and they were sighing.
As soon as Yang Ruoqing sat down, Shui Sheng also arrived in a hurry.
Yang Huazhong asked Shuisheng: "What's going on at your eldest brother's house right now?"
Shuisheng said with red eyes: "My sister-in-law and her two children are waiting in the small house in the backyard. Caixia and her eldest brother are keeping vigil next to them. My husband-in-law is on the way here."
The two brothers Huo Sheng and Shui Sheng married the two sisters Yunxia Caixia, so the father-in-law mentioned by Shui Sheng was naturally the legitimate father-in-law of Huo Sheng.
