This matter is very big, and it is also very serious and bad. It is no longer affordable for ordinary people. Seventeen four- to five-year-old children, regardless of their family background, are just ordinary children, and no one can bear it. From
What's more, such a kindergarten kindergarten, which child in it, is not the enemy of wealth, is not born rich, is not the only child in the family.
"What did you say?" Gao Yulin stood up suddenly, holding the phone in his hand. "Anran kindergarten caught fire, and there are 17 children trapped in it?"
At this time, he put a hand on the table, his face also turned white instantly, and also scared his secretary.
"Which class do you know?"
Gao Yulin tried to calm his tone as much as possible, but his chest that was trembling violently at this time could be seen, his uneasiness, and his fear.
It's a small class.
When the people over there asked the teacher present, this was the answer quickly.
"Small classes."
Gao Yulin couldn't believe what he heard.
A small class?
That is the class where his daughter, Xiaomei, is.
"Mayor..." The secretary on the side quickly supported Gao Yulin, who was almost always crumbling. He was also scared. Although the phone was not answered by him, he heard it, but it happened in a kindergarten. The fire, and this kindergarten is nowhere else. It is the mayor’s daughter, the kindergarten where Xiao Xiaomei is located. Others may not know, but he knows that the mayor’s only daughter is there.
The mayor is almost forty years old, and there is only such a child. He also protects the child very well on weekdays. Xiaomei has also seen him a few times. He is very obedient, obedient, and easily shy. Little girl.
The mayor's wife, Mei Ru, is because she is an elderly woman, so her health has always been not good. If the child really has an accident, the mayor's lover will be unable to bear it.
"I'm fine," the mayor stood, stabilizing his body. His eyes were red, and his heart was anxious. He wanted to fly to the kindergarten now, and he hoped he heard it wrong.
Not that kindergarten, not that class, nor his little Xiaomei, but he just heard clearly, that is, his little Xiaomei's class is his daughter's school.
"Do we have any schedule yet?" He sat down again, but his hands were shaking and he couldn't even take out a pen.
The secretary couldn't bear it, and he lowered his head, looking at the work order in his hand.
"Mayor, you will have another important meeting soon."
Yes, I know. Gao Yulin got his phone again. He wants to have a meeting, just in kindergarten. What should they do?
"Mayor, we should go to the kindergarten right now. The meeting can be temporarily closed."
The secretary could not bear it, and really, no matter how big the meeting is, how could it be important to have a child, that is not a child, it is nearly twenty children.
The file that Gao Yulin had just picked up fell to the ground again, and he didn’t dare to go anymore. He didn’t dare to glance at the burned and devastated kindergarten, and the children were all burnt little ones. body.
They are all four-year-olds, and his little Xiaomei has just passed his fourth birthday.
At this time, the parents are also rushing past, and what is waiting for them may not be a miracle, but despair.
Ye Shuyun and Lu Jin are here. They stared dumbly at the kindergarten in front of them, and the fire was still burning. The red light reflected on their faces was almost cruel. With.
"My grandson, my grandson..." Ye Shuyun was about to run into the fire, but a separation line had been pulled up in front to keep everyone out.
Lu Jin hugged Ye Shuyun tightly, and his face was pale with fear of the fire in front of him, and his eyes were now red, hot, and hurt. His three grandchildren were inside. .
Three, three, three children in their family.
At this time, the scene was full of desperate cries of parents.
Mao Xiaoqian's mother also stumbled over.
"My son, my son, and my family's little money:" Regardless of her character, now she is just a mother, what she asks is the same as everyone else, she is worried, she is the same Also desperate.
"Mommy mommy……"
At this time, Mao Xiaoqian's mother suddenly opened her eyes, and she could not believe what she heard.
This is her son's voice, is it really her son?
"Little money, little money..."
Mao Xiaoqian's mother shouted loudly at her son's name, and her voice was almost torn.
"Mom..." When Mao Xiaoqian saw his mother coming, he quickly ran out, hugged his mother's legs.
Mao Xiaoqian's mother squatted down and cried with her son's number.
And Mao Xiaoqian was the only one among these children, and probably the only one alive. It was already too late when the aunt of life discovered that the fire was on, so she could only run with a child in her hand, and this child was Mao Xiaoqian, I have to say that although Mao Xiaoqian is not as good as other children in his family, his luck is very good.
Mei Ru came out of the car, and at the first sight, it was almost a kindergarten that was almost unrecognizable by the fire. It was also followed by a black. If it wasn’t for the nanny beside her, she might have fallen. The ground may no longer be able to get up.
"Xiaoxiaomei, Xiaoxiaomei, where is my little old man?"
Mei Ru stumbled forward. On several occasions, she fell to the ground. The nanny behind him saw the kindergarten that was burned to the ground, and she also wanted to cry and curse in despair. .
So good, such a good boy, how could it be...
What kind of kindergarten is this, what kind of bad kindergarten is this,
Isn’t it a noble kindergarten? Isn’t safety the number one priority? Doesn’t it mean that every child can grow up evenly?
And now, what a peace, a fart.
At this time, the people around here were panicked. There were a lot of luxury cars coming from outside. You can also see many people who don't appear very much on weekdays.
If you know it, then you can recognize that these people are celebrities in the sea market, they are all staring at everything in front of them, and almost no response.
Lu Yi stopped the car. At this time, there were already a lot of cars. The speed of the car as a whole was very slow, which may be a traffic jam.