Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

Chapter 344

The left eye twitches, and the right eye cramps.

Zhong Ruyi silently pressed her right eye, not knowing why her eyelids were twitching all night.

She turned over and looked at Chen Dongzhi who was folding clothes. The man was wearing the old man's shirt and loose shorts that she made for him.

The weather now is cold in the morning and evening. The temperature will rise slightly at noon, but it will drop again quickly in the evening.

Although there was no weather forecast, Zhong Ruyi estimated that the temperature at night would be around ten degrees.

Even in such a temperature, she still felt cold sleeping with a thick quilt in her arms, but the man had already changed into the summer sleeping clothes she made for him.

Zhong Ruyi stretched out her hand and got goose bumps all over her arm. She couldn't help but ask Chen Dongzhi, who was still folding clothes, "Are you really not cold?"

Chen Dongzhi looked back at her and found that she stretched out her hand. He went over to help her put her hand back into the quilt before going back to folding clothes. "It's not cold. You go to sleep first. I'll put away these new clothes and you can wear them later."

He casually opened a cabinet, which still had a lot of space for things. After tidying up the messy cabinet, he saw his booklet underneath. He calmly hid the booklet among his clothes, and then put the folded clothes in.

After he finished, he saw that the person on the bed had fallen asleep. He moved quietly, opened the door, went to the toilet, then came back and hugged his warm wife and fell asleep.

In the late night, someone in the silent village suddenly walked towards the workshop with light footsteps, took out a fire starter from his arms, gritted his teeth and threw it towards the place where firewood was piled in the workshop.

In less than a moment, the firewood was completely ignited by the tinder, and the fire grew bigger and bigger.

The leader grabbed the man who had been shaking his legs and dared not move after losing the tinderbox, "Go! Do you want to wait to be caught?"

The two men left quickly, leaving behind a fire that grew bigger and bigger and slowly climbed up the wall.

Zhao Dazhuang in the room was looking at a picture album, which was lent to him by his cousin Zhao Gouxiong. The pictures on it were all about battles between gods and demons, and were created specifically for illiterate people.

Just as I was watching carefully, I smelled a strong smell of burning firewood.

?

Who is lighting a fire and cooking in the middle of the night?

He got out of bed somewhat uneasily and put the album on the pillow.

As a result, as soon as he opened the door, he was hit in the face by thick smoke. After seeing clearly that a part of the yard wall was on fire, he panicked and immediately ran next door to knock on Grandma Ji's door.

Ji Jiang is now working the night shift, looking after the orchard. There are only Zhao Dazhuang, Grandma Ji and Ji Xiaoyu in the workshop.

Grandma Ji got up when she heard the noise and asked, "What happened to Da Zhuang?"

But before she could get a response, she was choked by the smoke. She panicked and asked, "Is this on fire?"

After Zhao Dazhuang knocked on her door, he picked up a bucket of water to put out the fire before anyone came over.

"Grandma, come and help! Wake up Xiaoyu and ask her to go get help!"

"Good good!"

Xiaoyu has woken up. Now she is dressed and doesn't know what to do. There is fear on her face.

Grandma Ji asked her to find someone to help.

The firewood was piled near the door, and now the fire had reached the door.

Zhao Dazhuang gritted his teeth and kicked the door open at the risk of his life, "Xiaoyu, go quickly!"

The little girl stumbled out, and the door frame fell down shortly after she ran out.

Zhao Dazhuang and Grandma Ji each took a bucket and kept pouring water on the fire, trying to put out the fire.

But the scorching flames still rushed towards their faces, forcing them to retreat.

Ji Xiaoyu shouldered a heavy responsibility. After running out, he did not dare to stop. He ran straight to the door of Chen's house and started banging on it.

“Sister Ruyi! Sister Ruyi! It’s on fire! It’s on fire!”

She shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice filled with tears.

The two people in the room had woken up when she started knocking on the door. When they heard the voice of a little girl outside the door, Zhong Ruyi was startled. Isn't this Xiaoyu's voice?

I hurriedly put on my clothes, got out of bed and opened the door, and saw Xiaoyu's face covered with tears. When she saw her come out, she choked up and said, "Sister Ruyi, the workshop is on fire, and my grandma and brother Dazhuang are still inside putting out the fire."

Chen Dongzhi had already seen the thick smoke coming out of the workshop. "Ruyi, you and Xiaoyu go find someone to help. I'll go over there and help put out the fire."

"Okay, be careful."

The two separated, Zhong Ruyi and Xiaoyu ran in different directions, shouting as they ran.

"There's a fire! There's a fire! Someone come and help!"

"Help! Help! The workshop is on fire!"

The two men had loud voices and shouted wherever they ran, and soon the whole village was woken up.

Regardless of gender, age or status, everyone became nervous when they heard the word "fire" and hurriedly put on their clothes and ran out to put out the fire.

"where is it?"

"Why did the fire start out of nowhere?"

"Quick! In the workshop!"

Some people ran over there, and some people carried buckets to fetch water to put out the fire.

Zhao Ganwei's face darkened. "Hurry up, hurry up, whoever has stored water, take it out first! Put out the fire first!"

"Wang Laizi! Hurry up, stop dawdling!"

Zhong Ruyi had asked Xiaoyu to stay when everyone came out, and she ran towards the workshop.

A wall of the workshop collapsed, which was the wall where firewood was stored.

Chen Dongzhi carried a bucket and poured sand into it. There was some mud and sand left over from building a house last year at the entrance of the workshop. Since there was no water, he could only use this as a substitute.

Seeing her running over in a hurry, the man waved his hand to signal her, "Don't get too close, the fire is smaller than before, Da Zhuang and Grandma Ji are fine."

As if to reassure her, Da Zhuang and Grandma Ji ran out at this moment. Neither of them had any injuries on their bodies, except that their faces were covered in ash from the fire.

Zhong Ruyi pulled the two of them over and took a closer look. Seeing that there was indeed nothing wrong with them, she reluctantly felt relieved.

At this time, a large number of villagers also rushed over, each holding a bucket of water, and rushed to pour water on the fire.

There were too many people and too little water, and the fire gradually died down. However, the people who went back and forth to the well to fetch water could not provide the required amount of water.

Seeing this, Zhong Ruyi secretly took a bucket placed next to him and poured space water into it.

Whenever someone put down an empty bucket, she would fill it with water when no one was paying attention.

Chen Dongzhi inadvertently turned around to see how she was, but he didn't know what he saw. His eyes fixed and he stared at her for a long time. Just when Zhong Ruyi was about to look up, he immediately turned his head away and stopped looking.

With everyone's concerted efforts, the fire was finally put out.

"How did the fire suddenly start?" the village chief asked in the crowd with a serious expression. If it was not discovered in time tonight, who knows where it would have burned to. There are several families living near the workshop.

Zhong Ruyi looked at Da Zhuang, "Da Zhuang, tell me how you discovered the fire?"