I know the fire is not going to end anytime soon.Only when all the bodies and souls are burned out will it be extinguished.Ordinary water cannot stop it from continuing to burn.

Firefighters also seem to be worried.Several people gathered around the fire truck discussed each other, and from time to time used walkie-talkies to communicate with other firefighters.

My parents just stood quietly with me and didn’t speak.The aunt couldn't resist, asked a few onlookers around the situation, and then shouted, trying to cross the cordon.

Police will be stopped immediately.

“Comrade police, we live in this building.Right below this house.What is it now?“Will it burn elsewhere?”

“Firefighters are still on fire.If you want to burn elsewhere, you can’t go in.It's okay, the most important thing."The police were patient.

“There’s so much in the house.”What does my grandmother want to say?

“Forget it.People are okay.They're trying to figure it out too."Mom stopped her.

“You’re not going back today, you’re going to have to stay in a hotel.”I need an ID card at the hotel, right?”My mom was worried about my family.

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

“Shouldn’t this be a temporary place?”The mother turned to ask the police.

The policeman replied: "Our leaders above are also coordinating communication."I can't help you get in touch with a nearby hotel."He said, as if to think of something, “You live downstairs in their house?”What is going on at home, you know?Did you see anyone before the fire?

The aunt first replied, "Little royal family, the family is their husband and wife, and their sons are married and have children."Before the little king said to say something...” She looked at my mother and asked her for proof, “There are many people who have gone.”Nothing to contact.Are they all at home?”

Mom didn't answer.

“How many?They get together, what do they say?”

“How many people I don’t know.I didn't go inside the group, and I don't know who went."The aunt took the initiative to pull out the mobile phone and showed the chat record on the mobile phone to the police, "Oh, this is the little king."Wasn't the network broken before?It also seemed to be disconnected once.My daughter told me that it was not peaceful now, and I did not understand it.The king probably said this.The last time she was in the community, when someone sang a foreigner's song, she called a lot of people, as if to ask someone, give a lecture or something.I didn’t go there either.Have you gone yet?”My mother asked my mother again.

I never heard from my parents about it and couldn’t help but look at them.

“No.Every time she introduced people to buy things, I didn't go."My mother calmly replied, but the expression was a little stiff, as if to avoid my eyes.

I looked at my father again, and he was indifferent to it, and from time to time he glanced at the burning building and not speaking.

The police officer asked about some things, took pictures of the chat record, recorded the contact information of my aunt and my family, and went to other places to maintain order.

The aunt looked up at the burning window, worried, and her mouth kept exclaiming.

“Little Wu, we’ll go to the hotel first.”You should go home early.”

“Ah?”My aunt was surprised, “Why do you set up a hotel for yourself?”I think it will take a long time, and then someone will arrange it, and you don't have to spend it yourself."

“I am a little tired.We found a hotel ourselves.I don't know when to wait."

“They do things slowly.”

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

I was silent behind my parents.

After walking a long way, we saw several reporters, who stopped people to interview, but did not care about the three of us who were leaving.

I also saw a live car at the door of the community.

The strange fire finally caught the attention.

Our family of three walked along the sidewalk, turned two corners, and went to the door of a small hotel nearby.

Such a hotel, the conditions are not good, there are not many guests.

Dad booked a room at the front desk and took out the ID cards of our family of three.

I saw the papers in the inside pocket of the coat.In addition to ID cards, passports, social security cards, and real estate certificates, they are all there.

My papers were also taken out of them.

I looked at the scene and didn’t say anything.

Only when the payment was made was made was made.

“It’s good to come first.There are not many rooms here.It really needs to be arranged, and it may not be arranged.Mother said.

I got my card and went upstairs with them.

Both rooms are small.The kind of desks, lockers, and closets in the chain hotel are not available here.The air in the room was not very good.I can only see that the small window that opens a slit is full of dust.Things like bedding look clean.

“You should go back to your room and rest for a while.We'll eat out later."My mother said to me.

I looked at the two of them, thought about it, or said directly: "Dad, Mom, some things, I want to ask..."

I find it difficult to open, but I know that I don't open my mouth now, wait for dinner, and then want to open my mouth, I am afraid it will drag down again, until tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, I will never be able to talk.

My mother slamped her mouth and looked at me with a complicated look.

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

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

I looked at the wrinkles on the two men's faces, the silver hair mixed in the black hair, and the heart was sour.

I sat on the bed opposite them, holding my knees in both hands, with my eyes hanging, not knowing how to go on.

I can't ask them, even if it's just asking, I'm afraid to touch their sadness.

This fear, and the speculation of the forbidden content, the fear of the future world, is not the same thing.

The latter, I fear only death—their own, others.

But now, I am stifling, my heart is tight, there is a kind of empty fear.

“What do you want to ask?”Dad asked.

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

“I...are in our house, uncles and uncles, and aunts, and they... are they still there?”I asked hard, still dare not ask directly the key question that pointed directly to the core.

My parents didn’t answer right away.

My mother showed a sad color.

Dad sighed, sighed for a long time, and said, “What I’m talking to you is true.”When you were not yet born, my mother and I were not happy at home.This kind of quarrel between brothers and sisters would have been... quite normal.When your uncle got married, your grandfather made a drink, and when your uncle got married and did an extra table of wine, they would be unhappy.Your uncle is in the same situation.That is to say, to talk about gossip... to your grandfather, and your grandfather, they died, to divide the family, it is indeed a quarrel.Everyone refuses to give up, but also to fight a lawsuit, to call the police.Take those two thousand deposits from the bank card, and everyone will be present.”

Dad laughed and shook his head.

“No, no, no. Everyone is like that, isn’t it?”I asked.

The two were silent again.