A Different Husband Every Day

Since meeting him, her life has been full of joy and laughter, as if there is not a day when she is not happy.

This kind of life is a life she never expected.

Yimo stayed with her for a day, and the next day Young Master Xu came back. He finished his painting and handed it to Old Zhang. When he came back, he said to her, We can go back tomorrow.

I've already packed my things, and I've notified the airport and the company. Li Weiyin nodded.

The car has to be returned to the company here. Although they are taking their own private jet, they have to prepare in advance.

Then, Li Weiyin asked again, How is your painting?

The teacher is busy now, let me go to him after dinner. Master Xu replied. After answering, the two of them were silent for a while, as if there was nothing to talk about. Master Xu didn't want to be too embarrassed. He said, I'm leaving tomorrow, I'm going outside have a look.

Li Weiyin knew his character very well now, so she didn't want to go with him, but nodded slightly, watching him turn and walk away.

She went to Li Xun to say goodbye formally. The contract between her and the village had already been signed. Then I sorted out some things and gave them to the family who took care of them a lot these days, and also sent a pair of sneakers to Xiaokang.

After finishing all this work, it was almost dusk. When she was walking back, she saw smoke and dust billowing in front of her. After a closer look, she found that it was the old Zhangtou's residence. She rushed there immediately.

I saw a lot of people running out, and a lot of people were carrying water into it in an attempt to put out the fire.

What's going on? Why did it catch fire suddenly? Li Weiyin asked Lu Ping while pulling her.

I don't know, I just heard someone yelling that it's on fire, and the fire started from the kitchen. Lu Ping was also full of panic.

Is anyone else in there? Li Xun asked with a loudspeaker.

Everyone looked for their relatives, and no one found that anyone was not there, but Li Weiyin suddenly grabbed the old man's head: Grandpa Zhang, where is Yi Mo's painting?

The old man came to his senses: It's upstairs in my bedroom!

Li Weiyin watched the raging fire, she snatched the bucket from one of the firefighters, poured it on her body, and rushed in.

Mrs. Xu! Mrs. Xu!

Shaking off the panicked shouts behind him, Li Weiyin rushed straight to the living room. The smoke and dust grew as he went in, and the burning sensation was very uncomfortable.

Li Weiyin covered his mouth and nose with his wet sleeve, feeling choking and uncomfortable.

I don't know why the fire started, but the fire was very fast. When Li Weiyin ran in, it had already spread to the living room. However, there was so much straw in the room that it was easy to ignite it.

She walked through several fires before she found the old Zhangtou's bedroom. There were so many paintings in the bedroom. Li Weiyin searched for a long time before she found Xu Yimo's painting. Some of the paintings had already been burned. Fortunately, Xu Yimo's painting The painting has not been damaged yet.

Just as she reached out to grab it, a painting that had been burned for a long time fell down from the wall. She subconsciously blocked it with her hand, pinching the scalding picture frame, and her skin felt a tingling pain.

Li Weiyin pushed away the fallen picture frame. Regardless of his injury, he picked up Xu Yimo's painting and walked out.

At this time, the smoke and dust were thicker, and Li Weiyin could no longer see the road, or even the outside of the yard. Her ears were filled with things falling and the voices shouting at her from outside.

She looked at the corridor, the light of the fire waves was already flickering, and she couldn't see the yard clearly below, so she could only pick up something and throw it down.