little ancestors in modern times

Only women and villains are difficult to raise!

It was the first time that Mo Jingyan could understand the mystery of this sentence. He was the one whose ear hurt. Why did the child look more pitiful than him, and looked like the one who was abused.

All the emotions finally turned into a light sentence "Well, I know, you didn't mean it, sit down, wait until you fall".

"Does it hurt? If the little ancestor gave you Huhu, Huhu wouldn't hurt anymore. It's always shown on TV." The little ancestor didn't obey and sit down obediently. Instead, he climbed on the chair and stood up. It was still Yan Jiabao Hastily stopped.

"My little ancestor, it's very dangerous to stand on a chair like this. Mr. Mo, your little hands are like an itch. It doesn't hurt. You really don't need to whine." Hey huh, dream it!

Apart from the little ancestor Yan Jiabao and the later Mo Jingyan sitting at their table, there is another seat that is empty, but they don't know if there are still people who have not come, or they have not arranged for people to come and sit.

Yan Shouren gave an impassioned speech of several thousand words on the high platform, and only after finishing his speech did he loudly say: "Open the table!"

After getting off the stage, Yan Shouren walked towards Mo Jingyan's table, because Mo Jingyan's status is too special, it is not appropriate to arrange anyone to come to the same table, so the table of ten people is usually the main table. There are only four seats, and it is not good to sit all the guests, there must always be a host to accompany.

Yan Jiabao took out the little ancestor's royal rice bowl from his backpack - a white jade bowl inlaid with gold.

Yan Jiabao's movement of holding the bowl is too big, and Mo Jingyan can't ignore it even if he wants to. He knows that children have a habit of recognizing bowls when they eat, and it is written in the materials.When I saw her today, I couldn't help worrying that if the Yan family continued to raise their children like this, they might very well raise a good child, and a boy would be more delicate than a woman.

Seeing Momo staring at his jade bowl, the little ancestor thought he wanted it too, so he asked, "Does Momo want the jade bowl too? My little ancestor returns" "cough cough", listening to the little ancestor's word 'yes' already About to blurt out, Yan Jiabao hurriedly interrupted with coughing twice, for fear that the little ancestor would come up with something out of thin air.

At this time, the first cold dish was served, and Yan Shouren hurriedly greeted him, "Let's start eating! President Mo and Jiabao are welcome. Small dishes in the country are not as good as the famous dishes in big restaurants in the city. If you want to be full, don't be disgusted." ,Don't.....".

"Ah!" A high-pitched scream interrupted Yan Shouren's words, followed by a panicked cry for help, "Help! It's on fire, hurry... hurry up and put out the fire."

"It's...it's on fire", Yan Shouren was terrified by the news, what day is it today, it's such an important day for Xiangshan Village, and there are such important guests at the scene, unexpectedly did such a thing.

"Mr. Mo, Jiabao and the little ancestors, you eat first. I'll go over and see. Some kid in the kitchen probably didn't pay attention. He likes to make a fuss if something sparks."

Having said that, Yan Shouren was still a little flustered when he left.

Now that Yan Shouren said so, Yan Jiabao didn't take the fire too seriously, picked out a few good-tasting cold dishes and put them in the little ancestor's jade bowl, and ate them by himself.

The little ancestor looked at the food in his own bowl, then looked at the empty bowl in front of Mo Jingyan, picked up his own bowl and approached it, poured half of it into Mo Jingyan's bowl, and then looked at Mo Jingyan begging for praise, "And Mo Mo share together".

Being looked at by the child like this, Mo Jingyan finally said "Thank you!"

After thanking him, the little ancestor held the jade bowl and concentrated on eating.

"Ah, it hurts, save me, save me quickly", a "Fire Man" whose whole body was burned by fire ran out from nowhere, and ran towards their table in a rampage. It became chaotic, running around for fear of being touched, some people took off their clothes to fight the fire, but the clothes burned up quickly like moths.

Instead, the fiery snake rushed to the person who wanted to extinguish it, and soon the person also burned!

When Yan Jiabao realized that he was going to hug his little ancestor, the seat next to him was already empty.

Some people in the crowd who were running around screamed in fear, "Cursed fire, what Ergou is wearing is the cursed fire, Leizi, Leizi is back again."

After the other villagers heard this, they gasped when they knew it, Youdao yelled in a calm voice, "Run, everyone, don't catch the fire of the curse, you will die, you will die, you can't run!" If you fall, you will die." There was no calmness behind the voice, as if his throat was surrounded by a poisonous snake.

Even if the outsiders don't know what the "cursed fire" is, they are afraid of death and run after it.

Cursed fire?

Both Mo Jingyan and Yan Jiabao secretly memorized this word.

The little ancestor was held in Mo Jingyan's arms, with his face pressed against his chest. Mo Jingyan put his hands on the child's head to prevent him from seeing such a terrified scene.

Children are timid, it would be bad if they left a lifetime of nightmares, but the screams around him still made the little ancestor feel uneasy, "Mo Mo, what happened?"

"These people are sick, so what are they running for? If they don't put out the fire, they want to watch them burn to death." Yan Jiabao watched impatiently, and also couldn't understand that the villagers couldn't help it when they heard about the "cursed fire". Going to rescue people, everyone running away from that 'burning man', is this the rhythm of making people burn alive?

"President Mo, help me look after my little ancestor. I went to fight the fire, and even though I'm rescued, I'm not a human being anymore, but I'd rather die than live."

Just when Yan Jiabao took off his coat and was about to run to fight the fire, a strange scene happened.

All the roads that Pyroman ran on actually ignited fire, connecting them into a fire line, not to mention those chairs that were knocked down by the table they touched, they were already contaminated with sparks, and the small sparks had already burned into a raging fire at this moment.

"Fuck, what's the situation now?" Yan Jiabao was frightened by this weird scene. The tables and chairs caught fire, but it was said to be flammable, but the gravel ground stepped on by the "burning man" also burned Yes, it's a bit weird.

It is even more strange that the villagers fled around without help.

The 'Fire Man' who had been running seemed to know that there was no hope of survival, and fell to the ground rolling around in pain and howling.

"President Mo, Jiabao, you...you have all seen it, this place is very dangerous, you hurry up and take the child back." Yan Shouren came out of nowhere, gasping for smoke from his throat as he spoke.

"Fire is very dangerous, but the villagers are a little ignorant. They all ran away and refused to save them. Is it a bit immoral? It is not an exaggeration to judge indirect murder according to the law," said Yan Jiabao. The tone gradually became angry. It's not like Xiangshan Village didn't have tap water. If it wasn't for dying, that person wouldn't be covered in flames, and a spark would be extinguished.

In the running crowd, someone stumbled and fell to the ground, and then several people fell down, who was caught on fire on the ground, and they moved in panic, trying to put out the fire, and the scene suddenly lost control.

"Ah, caught, my feet are burning!"

"It hurts, my arm, put out the fire, quick, water..." "My eyes, help!"

If this continues, it will simply become a purgatory on earth.

"What the hell is going on! Hurry up and organize the villagers to fight the fire." Yan Jiabao grabbed Yan Shouren's shoulders with both hands, his voice trembling.

At this moment, Yan Shouren's whole body seemed to be washed with sweat, his face was frighteningly white, his lips trembling, "It's useless, it's useless, it's useless, you guys, run away, I...I'll just stay here".

"shit, crazy, all fucking crazy."

Seeing that there are already more than a dozen people with bodies on fire scattered around, and it is impossible to put out so many fires by yourself, if—— Yan Jiabao hurriedly turned his head to look at the little ancestor who was tightly guarded by Mo Jingyan in his arms , How could he forget "Cry quickly, little ancestor, cry quickly" The surrounding atmosphere was already very tense, with all kinds of screams and cries, although the little ancestor couldn't see what happened, these sounds made him very uneasy And scared, at this time Yan Jiabao made him cry again.

The little ancestor didn't know why Dede had to cry by himself, but he was a little nervous and couldn't cry.

Mo Jingyan saw the scenes around him, but he didn't think that Yan Jiabao had lost his mind like this, because he had already seen that the fire was not simple, maybe it was really the "cursed fire" in the villagers' mouths. indefinite.

"Okay, my little ancestor can't cry."

"If you can't cry, why can't you cry?" Yan Jiabao scratched his hair anxiously, "Little ancestor, you think that Momo doesn't want you anymore, and don't talk to you anymore. You just hug other little ancestors, don't answer calls, and just meet up with me directly." As if I didn't see the little ancestor, and even wanted to strangle him to death." I don't know which sentence touched the tear gland of the little ancestor, and he burst into tears.

Immediately it began to rain from the sky, and the bean-sized raindrops hit Yan Jiabao's face, and he sat down on the ground as if sucked out of breath. The child in his arms was crying and convulsing, very sad, Mo Jingyan His eyes shot at Yan Jiabao like a sharp sword, and he gradually clenched his right fist holding the little ancestor.

Does the child still remember what happened that day, has it become the fear in the child's heart?

The rain was still falling, but the crying and screaming didn't seem to stop.

Yan Jiabao looked up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The rain hit the flames, but it did not extinguish the fire. The fire continued to burn as it should. He stretched out his hand to touch his face, Yan Jiabao stared at the water droplets in his hand, and fell silent.

The scene in front of him was really weird. The fire could not be extinguished by pouring water. Could this be the reason why the villagers shouted 'cursed fire', "This fire can't be extinguished until it burns to the brim. Retribution! Retribution! Even God will put it out Unstoppable fire" came a weeping and angry female voice, of course no one could hear this voice, except for the little ancestor who was still crying sadly.

The little ancestor was almost crying at the moment, and when he heard the voice of the big sister of the female ghost, he struggled to turn his head and look in the direction of the sound, "Momo, it's the big sister of the female ghost, she seems to be crying, so I have to say that the female ghost Big sister is dead, very poor."