Chapter 1429

The flame of the candle was not big. There was another reason for the fire. Little Han Qing felt bored while waiting, so he went to his room in the dark and found his picture book.

He thought that he could draw a picture with his parents today, and he would also draw his grandfather in. Although little Han Qing is only five years old, his painting skill is already very good. He draws the whole family in, and then he holds the picture book and smiles happily.

Soon, little Han Qing felt a little depressed.

Because today is his birthday, but my grandfather will not accompany him. When can my grandfather accept my father? My father is so good.

Well, he decided that Ming would give this painting to his grandfather, hoping that he would let go of his prejudice against his father as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, little Han Qing got up to put the painting away, but when he got up, because he was so absorbed in things, he accidentally kicked the chair beside him, and the whole person fell forward. The picture book in his hand also flew out and fell directly on the candle.

Hula -

when the fire touched the white paper, it immediately started to burn. Because little Han Qing hit his knee, he covered his knee and slowed down for a long time. By the time he calmed down, the tongue of fire had spread to the side.

At that time, Han Qing lived in a small rental house. The things in his house were dense and most of them were inflammables. Little Han Qing didn't react to anything, and even didn't know what happened. The fire was getting bigger and bigger.

He finally realized that it was wrong, but he was very afraid. He vaguely remembered what the teacher said in class, children can't play with fire, otherwise it is easy to cause fire.

By the way, water can put out the fire.

Little Han Qing only had this idea in his mind, and then he got up and ran to the kitchen with a basin of water. But because he was young and weak, he carried water all the way. He wanted to put out the fire. Such a little water was just a drop in the bucket.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger. Xiao Hanqing is so scared that he wants to inform his father who is coming back from work to have a rest in his room. Originally, he wants to deal with it by himself. His father goes to work very late every day. Today, he specially comes back from work in advance to celebrate his birthday. Just before the birthday celebration begins, he has a rest in the room.

So Han Qing didn't want to disturb him.

In his sleep, Han Fu faintly smelled something burning. At first it was only slight, but later it became more and more serious. He thought, is not his wife cooking today and the food burned?

Alas, Mingming can't cook, but she always wants to study for him. She should have been the eldest lady of the Han family. She has servants to wait on her every day. She wears beautiful clothes and lives in a big house. After she follows her, she suffers every day.

He didn't want her to suffer, he had to work hard to make money. But while trying to make money, he ignores her. Every time he comes back from work and sees his wife's hand scalded for his cooking, Han's father blames himself very much.

He felt that he was really not a man. Otherwise, he could not even keep his wife well. She should have had enough food and clothing to make her suffer.

After thinking so, Han's father didn't lie on the bed any more and turned over. But I don't know if it's the reason why he worked overtime for days. When he got up, his head was dizzy and his standing became a problem. Han's father shakes his head and reaches for his temple.

What's wrong with him? Why is your head so heavy all of a sudden? Is it because of too much overtime and not having a good rest recently? No, he can't fall down. His wife and son depend on him. And today is Xiaoqing's birthday. I don't know if his wife has bought the cake.

Thinking of this, Han's father got up and walked out again. His head became heavier and heavier. Every step he took was like stepping on cotton, as if he was about to fall in the next second.

But as a man, Han's father didn't let himself fall down until he opened the door and saw the fire outside and Han Qing who was ready to enter his room.

"Well, what's going on?"

Little Han Qing stood beside him and looked up at him. Han Qing's face was worried and pulled his trouser legs: "Dad, Dad, I, I accidentally knocked over the candle, that's it. But, but I have water, but they can't be put out. "

When he said these words, he looked as if he had made a big mistake.

Han's father is never willing to be cruel to Han Qing, and he doesn't speak out to him. Now seeing his son's self reproach, he feels sad for a moment. But at this time, he can't take care of comforting him, so he can only say to him: "Xiao Qing, you go to wait for Dad, dad goes to put out the fire."

This is where they live. If it burns out, where they will live in the future.

So Han's father's first thought was to run to put out the fire. He was tall and big, and he was quick to carry water. Although he was dizzy and unstable, his strong willpower still kept him up. He carried a lot of buckets of water, and Han Qing was also helping.

Finally, Han's father's eyes are getting dark and his consciousness is gradually lax, but the fire in the house is still not put out, and their small home is estimated to be unable to be saved.

After realizing this possibility, Han's father didn't delay any longer. He immediately went to Xiao Hanqing and held his hand. "Xiao Qing, the fire is too big. According to our ability, we can't put out the fire. We have to leave here quickly."With that, Han's father took little Han Qing out.

Bang!

The burned roof beam is suddenly smashed down, blocking the way of father and son. Little Han Qing is startled, and flames come to his face. When he thinks he will run to his face, Han's father's tall figure covers him and blocks all the damage for him.

Han's father feels dizzy. He doesn't know which side he is. He protects Han Qing in his arms, and the fire around him is getting fiercer and fiercer.

"Dad, Dad!" Xiao Hanqing is shouting at him. Han's father's consciousness returns. He looks down to see his son looking at him anxiously, with deep guilt and fear in his eyes.

No, how can he fall at this time? He has to take Xiaoqing out, and he can't die here. He has made Xiaoqing and his mother live a hard life. If they die again, there will be no hope for them.

And he promised to take good care of mother and son for the rest of their lives.

"Come on, let's get out of here."

Han Fu got up again and walked out with Han Qingchao in his arms. But the next second, the beam fell down in this direction. Han Fu was so dizzy that he didn't know how to turn, so he didn't avoid it.

With a bang, the heavy beam came down and hit him on the ground.

The heavy force seemed to collapse thousands of mountains at the same time. When Han's father fell down, he felt his heart was full of blood. Fortunately, Han Qing was protected by him.