I know that this fire will definitely not end soon. Only when all the corpses and souls are burned out will it naturally go out. Ordinary water cannot stop its continuous burning.

The firefighters seemed to be bothered by this. Several gathered around the fire truck and discussed with each other, and occasionally used walkie-talkies to communicate with other firefighters.

My parents just stood quietly with me without saying a word. The aunt couldn't help but ask about the situation of the onlookers around her, and then shouted, wanting to cross the cordon.

A policeman came forward to stop him immediately.

"Comrade Police, we live in this building, just downstairs. What's going on now? Will it burn to other places?"

"The firefighters are still extinguishing the fire. Even if they are going to burn to other places, you can't go in. It's okay, the most important thing is." The police advised patiently.

"There are so many things in the house." What else did the aunt want to say.

"Forget it. Just be fine. They are also trying to figure out how to do it." Mom stopped her.

"If you don't want to go back today, you still have to stay in a hotel. You need an ID card in a hotel, right?" The aunt was worried about our family again.

"We brought out the ID card. It's okay." Mom said.

"Oh... Should I arrange a temporary place?" The aunt turned around and asked the police again.

The policeman replied: "Our leaders are also coordinating and communicating. If it really doesn't work, they will help contact the hotel nearby." He said, as if he remembered something, "Do you live downstairs in their house? Do you know what's going on at their house? Did you see anyone before the fire?"

The aunt answered first: "There are only the couple in the Xiao Wang family. Their sons are married and have children. Xiao Wang said what to say before..." She looked at my mother and asked her to confirm, "A lot of people have gone there. They haven't contacted each other. Are everyone at home?"

Mom didn't answer.

"How many people are there? What are they going to say together?"

"I don't know how many people there are. What the group said, I didn't go, and I don't know who went." The aunt took the initiative to take out her cell phone and showed the chat records on the phone to the police. "Here, this is Xiao Wang. Didn't the Internet be disconnected before? Before, it seemed that the Internet was also disconnected once. My daughter told me that it is not peaceful now, and I don't understand anything. Xiao Wang probably wants to say this. Last time, when someone played songs by foreigners in the community, she called a lot of people, and it seemed that someone had invited, and the lectures were held or something. I didn't go that time. Have you gone?" The aunt asked my mother again.

I have never heard my parents talk about this, and I can't help but look at them.

"No. She always introduces people to buy things, so I didn't go." Mom answered calmly, but her expression was a little stiff, as if she was avoiding my gaze.

I looked at my father again, he was indifferent to it, and from time to time he looked at the fire building and didn't speak.

The policeman asked about some things, took photos of the chat records, recorded the contact information between the aunt and my family, and went to other places to maintain order.

The aunt raised her head and looked at the fire window, worried, and kept sighing.

"Xiao Wu, let's go to Ding Hotel first. You should go home early."

"Ah?" the aunt was surprised, "What are you doing when you book a hotel by yourself? I think it will take a long time to do it. Someone will definitely arrange it at that time, so you don't have to spend money on your own."

"I'm a little tired. It's better to find a hotel by ourselves. I don't know when I will go there."

"They do things slowly."

Mom smiled, said hello, and was about to leave.

I followed my parents silently.

After walking a while, we saw several reporters who stopped people to interview, but they didn't care about the three of us who were leaving.

I also saw a live broadcast car that had just arrived at the entrance of the community.

This strange fire finally caught the attention.

Our family of three walked along the sidewalk, took two turns, and then arrived at the entrance of a nearby hotel.

Such a hotel has poor conditions and many guests.

My father booked a room at the front desk and took out his ID card for our family of three.

I saw the ID in the inner pocket of the coat. In addition to the ID card, passport, social security card, and real estate certificate, they were all there.

They also took out my ID.

I watched this scene without saying anything.

When the deposit was paid, I took out my mobile phone to pay.

"Fortunately, we're here first. There are not many rooms here. If you really want to arrange it, you may not be able to arrange it." Mom said.

I got the room card and went upstairs with them.

Both rooms are standard rooms, very small. There are no desks, lockers, and wardrobes in chain hotels here. The air in the room is not very good. I can only see a small window that opens a small crack and is covered with dust. Things like bedding look pretty clean.

"You go back to your room to rest for a while. We will go out to have dinner later." Mom said to me.

I looked at the two of them, thought for a while, and then said directly: "Dad, mom, there are some things I want to ask..."

I find it difficult to speak, but I know that if I don’t speak at this moment, I will probably drag it on again after having supper, and I will continue until tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and I will never be able to have a conversation.

My mother pursed her lips and the look of her looking at me became complicated.

Dad sat down directly on the edge of the bed, "Okay, my son wants to talk to him, just talk to him."

Mom looked back and looked at me again, walked to my father and sat down.

I looked at the wrinkles on the two of them, the silver hair mixed with black hair, and my heart was sad.

I sat down on the bed opposite them, with my hands on my knees and my eyes hanging down, not knowing how to continue

I can't interrogate them, even if I just ask, I'm afraid of touching their sadness.

This kind of fear, as well as guessing the content of taboos, is completely different from the fear of God in the future world.

In the latter, all I fear is death—myself, others’.

But now, I am wandering, my heart is tightened, and I feel a sense of empty panic.

"What do you want to ask?" Dad asked on his own initiative.

I looked up at them, and they were as gentle and kind as usual.

"I... the uncles, uncles, aunts and others in our family... are they still there?" I asked with difficulty, but still didn't dare to ask the key question that pointed directly at the core.

My parents didn't answer immediately.

Mom showed sadness.

Dad sighed and pondered for a long time before saying, "What I told you is true. Back then, before you were born, your mother and I were a little unhappy with the family. This kind of quarrel between brothers and sisters was... quite normal. When your uncle got married, your grandfather held a wedding banquet. When your second uncle got married, they would be unhappy. Your uncle had a similar situation. It was just a gossip... When your grandfather and your grandfather passed away, they had to divide the property, and they did make trouble. Everyone refused to give in, and they had to sue and call the police. They had to take the one or two thousand deposits from the bank card, and everyone had to be present..."

Dad smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Not that, everyone is making trouble like this, right?" I asked.
Chapter completed!