So the four men who had been called immediately rushed up, replaced the four tired men, and carried the water dragon forward like the wind. Qin Qichang jumped from this roof ridge to that roof ridge and directed the way down: "Get out of the way!"! Let the water dragon pass! I took a basin to drill in the crowd, and after a while, I left Ma Shuiqing behind. After crossing the big wooden bridge, I also climbed up the roof from a courtyard wall and jumped directly to the fire on the roof. The closer I got to the fire, the more I believed in my feeling: it was Zhao Liang's house that was on fire! The more I jump forward as hard as I can. As I approached the light of the fire, every time I jumped, I was reflected by the light of the fire, and a long dark shadow crossed the air. I have stood on the edge of the fire. My legs were weak, and I couldn't get off the roof for a moment-Zhao Liang's dyehouse was almost reduced to ashes. At this moment, the big house of Zhao Liang's family, which is not far from the dyehouse, is also on fire and burning! Countless figures are shaking. Five water hoses have been carried to the scene from the surrounding villages, but none of them have come out of the water-the river is frozen and there is no water. I heard the sound of countless hammers hitting the ice. Finally, a cheer came from the water's edge: "The ice is broken!"! The ice is breaking open! Standing shirtless on the high courtyard wall of Zhao Yiliang's house,ultrasonic sonochemistry machine, Xu Yilong shouted loudly to the crowd: "One by one, go to the water's edge, line up five lines, and pass the water up!" People ran to the ice one by one. Soon, there were five long lines, like five long snakes, winding up from the water's edge,Ultrasonic emulsifier machines, connecting the five water dragons with the river. Countless basins and buckets were poured back and forth in people's hands, full ones came up, empty ones went down, and water was poured into the big forest bucket of the water dragon. The tool for putting out a fire in this place is this water hose. Every village that is a little bigger has one. It is usually kept in a reliable home and never allowed to move blindly. This water hose has a long and thick lever. When it is used, four big men on each side press the lever from left to right to drive two pistons to press the water out. The water sprayed out is far and blunt, no less than the fire hydrant in the city. Unfortunately, it's too late today. By the time they all started spraying water, Zhao Yiliang's house was all on fire. Five water columns, drilling in the light of the fire, were reflected red by the light of the fire. It doesn't look like water, it looks like fire. Xu Yilong is still standing on the courtyard wall. The light of the fire shone on his chest and his big mouth, ultrasonic handheld welder ,ultrasonic spray nozzle, which shouted loudly, "Spray here!"! Spray it here! Someone shouted, "Xu Long, come down quickly!"! Danger Xu Long did not listen and stood on the wall of the courtyard. The sparks fell from the sky and fell on him. Qin Qichang came over and scolded him, "Son of a bitch, Xu Yilong, do you want to die?" He pulled him down from the courtyard wall. Soon after Xu Long was pulled away, a burning piece of wood flew over. Zhao Liang's father and mother threw themselves into the fire again and again, and were held down by five or six people. They stretched out their arms and hands to the fire, as if they were trying to grab something out of the fire. In the light of the fire, the eyes were frightening. The fire is really big and red. The red-hot sky seemed to be about to melt. I threw away the basin and shouted everywhere in the crowd: "Zhao Yiliang!"! Zhao Yiliang! Some people say that Zhao Yiliang is squatting under the courtyard wall. I'll break through the crowd and look for it quickly. Zhao Yiliang is indeed under the courtyard wall. But instead of squatting, he sat slumped. His hair was singed and his clothes were torn. He actually held his Huqin in his arms, which he had snatched from the fire. I called his name, but he didn't answer. He looked at me and the corners of his mouth trembled. I tried to pull him up, but he refused. I called Ma Shuiqing and Xie Baisan, and the three of them pulled him out. The light of the fire gradually diminished. The water dragon is still spraying unyieldingly. Although everyone knew in their hearts that it was meaningless, they kept passing water and spraying water. To put out a fire is to put it out completely. The ground was slippery with water flowing everywhere, and from time to time someone fell down and threw the basin or bucket out of his hand. The fire went out at dawn. Plumes of wet smoke rose from the damp ashes. All the people were dripping with water and looked extremely tired. The people in the town are hanging red cloth strips for the water hoses outside the village. Zhao Liang's parents have been carried away. Several of us persuaded Zhao Yiliang to our dormitory. The fire went to a wealthy family in Yau Ma Tei. Chapter 16-Son of the Dyehouse 2 (5) Later, Zhao Liang gave me his Huqin forever. He said it was impossible for him to play the Huqin again. He told me to treat him well. I wanted to reject it, but he said, "Are you going to watch me sell it?" I said, "I'll keep it for you." But later, Zhao Liang never wanted the Huqin back. Because he was really no longer interested in playing the Huqin. This Huqin is still with me today. It was indeed the best Huqin in the town of Yau Ma Tei at that time. Zhao Yiliang's father was paralyzed after the fire, bedridden, no longer speaking, and often urinating. Zhao Liang now has only a pile of ruins and a lot of debts: the fire has destroyed many customers' cloth and old clothes. Zhao Liang was speechless, and for many days, he was in a trance, very trance. He always crouched beside the ruins and looked at the blackened things, and sometimes he grabbed the ashes with his hands to look at them, a little like a farmer grabbing a handful of fertile soil to admire. The fire seemed to have burned all his memories, and he tried to recall the past years beside the ruins. In a few days his mother's hair turned white as frost and she began to walk on crutches. She often stood in front of the ruins with her son. The north wind was blowing, shaking the corners of her clothes and white hair. People in the town helped them clear away the debris and collected some materials to help them build a temporary shelter. On Chinese New Year's Eve, Xu Long's barber shop is doing a brisk business. But he temporarily closed the barber shop for a few hours, wrapped the barber's equipment in a large white cloth, and went to this small hut in the south of the town. He asked Zhao Yiliang to get up with him, helped Zhao Yiliang's father sit on the chair, gave him a haircut,ultrasonic cutting machine, and then gave Zhao Yili a haircut. Two people have nothing to say. Before he left, Xu Long only said, "Don't be afraid with the Second Master here." 。 fycgsonic.com