Lu Zijia's second place to go is Qi Anyan's burned home.
According to Liang Yuhua, after Qi Anyan fell ill, he had no intention to start a new house.
So he took his son to the old house, cleaned it up and stayed.
As for the house that was completely burned, it was placed. This release lasted for 22 years.
Today, twenty-two years later, the home burned by the fire still maintains the tragedy of that year.
The villagers were afraid of being burned inside. They either took a detour or walked fast under their feet when they had to.
After Lu Zijia went down the mountain, she met many villagers along the way. She is used to her new face and the name of Zhaojia village.
Because, in recent weeks, many strangers from other places have appeared in Zhaojia village.
At first, the village name will be a little curious, but as more and more strangers come, there is nothing strange.
"Hey, little girl, there's nothing to stroll over there. You'd better not go there."
Lu Zijia was stopped by an old woman with white hair sitting at her door.
Lu Zijia stopped, pretending not to know anything, and said, "it's all right. I'm idle and bored. I think this place is good, so I went everywhere."
His village was praised. The old woman smiled a little more on her old face, but she advised, "little girl, I still want to advise you not to go there."
The old lady pointed to the direction of the house where Qi Anyan Yan was burned.
Lu Zijia pretended to wonder, "grandma, why is this? I'm traveling here with my friends. Can you tell me something about here?
Let me know where I can go and where I can't go. Otherwise, I'll be embarrassed if I go where I shouldn't go. "
Lu Zijia's face remained unchanged. He had excellent skills of nonsense. He was really an expert among the experts.
No, grandma listened to her and looked at her sincere little face. Without any doubt, she was coaxed to say everything.
"Hey, little girl, you don't know. The place not far ahead was originally the home of Zhao Hanlin, the richest man in our Zhao village.
Unfortunately, there was a big fire more than 20 years ago, leaving only a pair of orphans and widows.
Ah, what a pity. A good home suddenly disappeared. "
When she mentioned it, she was also deeply touched and couldn't help sighing.
"Big fire?"
Lu Zijia showed a more puzzled look and continued to set grandma's words.
The old lady stopped working on the basket, and her eyes were full of pity. "Yes, the police said it was caused by gas leakage and explosion.
Poor Hanlin, a good boy. He just married his daughter-in-law and had a son. It wasn't long before he went there. "
While sighing, the old lady raised her dry old hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Then, it seemed to think of something. The old woman said, "little girl, you don't know, good people really have good returns!"
"Oh? What do you say? "
Lu Zijia's answer.
Seeing that few people are willing to listen to her nagging, grandma is naturally more willing to say, "Hanlin boy, although he is the richest man in our Zhaojia village.
But he is very kind. He not only often helps us old people, but also comes to help the old people in the village when he is free. "