Wang Lin's buttocks were on fire and he stood up quickly: "There's a fire in the warehouse? A natural disaster or a man-made disaster?"

After all, Li Wenxiu is just a weak woman. At this moment, her heart is in chaos. How can she still have her own opinion? She squatted on the ground softly and just cried: "I don't know, I don't know!"

Li Wenjuan said: "Sister, stop crying, let's go put out the fire quickly!"

Wang Lindao: "Since the market management office has called home, they must have reported the fire alarm! Wenxiu, let's go check on the situation? Wenjuan, you and Xiaodie stay at home and don't go anywhere.

!Did you hear that?”

Li Wenjuan said: "Brother-in-law, be careful!"

Wang Lin hummed and came to hold Li Wenxiu's hand.

Li Wenxiu resurrected with full health, stood up strongly, and followed Wang Lin downstairs. She again remembered that there was 50,000 yuan in cash on the table, so she quickly ran back, took the money into the bedroom, and locked it in the cabinet.

Then he hurried downstairs again.

When going downstairs, Li Wenxiu tripped and fell because she was too anxious.

Wang Lin was waiting for her while pushing the car. When he saw her fall, he quickly stepped on the support to stop the car, and then went to help her up.

"I'm fine, let's go quickly!" Li Wenxiu frowned.

Wang Lin took her to Huating Clothing Market.

The warehouse Li Wenxiu rents is right next to the clothing market, and this area of ​​​​houses is also managed by the market.

The Huating Clothing Market is full of stalls with awnings, and there are also many houses for rent nearby. Many stall owners spend a few dollars to rent a house nearby as a warehouse, so as not to have to haul a big trailer every day to drag their clothes.

It's troublesome, time-consuming and labor-intensive.

When Wang Lin and others arrived, firefighters had already arrived to put out the fire.

Seeing the flames soaring into the sky, Wang Lin knew that the flammable clothes inside would definitely not be saved!

Li Wenxiu burst into tears and even tried to save her skirt when she came out, but was hugged by Wang Lin.

Although she was usually weak, when he tried desperately to go in and rescue the clothes, he was so strong that Wang Lin used all his strength to hug her.

"How could there be a fire?" Li Wenxiu fell softly into Wang Lin's arms, her eyes turned into light bulbs from crying, "I was just afraid of a fire, so I removed all the electricity inside, not even a single electrical appliance, not even a light bulb!"

Wang Lin sighed: "Don't you even look, where did this fire start? This fire didn't start in our warehouse! There are more than a dozen houses burned in this area!"

The fire officers and soldiers were not afraid of dangers and braved the heat and heat to put out the fire. It took more than an hour to bring the fire under control.

The surrounding area was crowded with people. In addition to the surrounding residents, they were also the vendors of the Huating Clothing Market.

The stall owners who were affected by the flames were all beating their chests and crying!

Some women even sat on the ground, crying with tears and runny noses.

For most stall owners, these goods are their entire wealth. Who wouldn’t feel sad and regretful if they were completely burned down by a fire overnight?

The cause of the accident has not yet been identified, and responsibility cannot be assigned.

Even if we find out who is responsible, I'm afraid that person's family will not be able to compensate for the losses of so many businesses!

All in all, this money was devoured by the fire and cannot be recovered!

"What should I do? Wang Lin?" Li Wenxiu was confused and cried until his throat became hoarse. He blamed himself blindly, "It's all my fault! It's all my fault! I shouldn't have rented a warehouse here!"

Wang Lin hugged her tightly and comforted her gently: "It has already happened, there is no point in crying anymore. This is a natural and man-made disaster, who could have predicted it? What's the point of ignoring it? Wenxiu, be stronger.

If the goods are gone, we will continue to produce them. If the money is lost, we will make it back."

Li Wenxiu wiped away her tears and said, "Wang Lin, aren't you angry with me?"

Wang Lin couldn't laugh or cry: "Fool! Why am I angry with you? It's not your fault. Even if it's your fault and you are my lover, how can I still be angry with you? I just burned 20,000 yuan.

Money? I have money!"

Li Wenxiu let out a cry and cried even more heartbrokenly: "Wang Lin! Twenty thousand yuan! I, I don't want to live anymore! Can you hit me? If you hit me like before, I will feel better."

Wang Lin gently stroked her back and said, "Let's go home first! Don't cry. It's too sad and it's not good for your health."

Even if Li Wenxiu is willing to go home, he must stay here. Looking at the dark warehouse, it seems that after looking at it for a long time, everything in front of him has turned into a dream, as if the 20,000 yuan worth of goods can come back again.

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The surrounding area was crowded with people, including people affected by the disaster and more people watching the excitement.

There were no people affected by the disaster, so they had nothing to do with themselves and were chatting and laughing nearby.

After all, you cannot empathize with other people's grief, and few strangers will truly pity you.

After struggling for another half an hour, Wang Lin persuaded Li Wenxiu to come home.

Back in the house, Li Wenxiu lay down on the bed, with her eyes open and unable to close her eyes. She fell asleep upright, motionless and silent, like a living dead.

Wang Lin said to Li Wenjuan and Sun Xiaodie: "Go to sleep."

Li Wenjuan's tears couldn't stop flowing down her face: "Brother-in-law, is the warehouse really burned down?"

Wang Lin waved his hand: "Burn! Not a single thing is left! Everything is gone!"

Li Wenjuan burst into tears.

When she cried, Li Wenxiu burst into tears again on the bed.

Wang Lin said: "Don't cry! Wenjuan, go to bed quickly!"

Li Wenjuan wiped away her tears and said, "Brother-in-law, our goods are all burned. What will we sell tomorrow?"

Wang Lin said: "Let's rest for a few days. We will open the workshop as soon as possible and we will have clothes for sale soon."

Li Wenjuan then went to bed.

Wang Lin gently pushed Li Wenxiu: "Get up and wash up before going to bed."

Li Wenxiu shook his head: "I don't want to move."

Wang Lin helped her take off her shoes and socks. Seeing bruises on her ankles, he asked, "Is your foot sprained?"

Li Wenxiu felt no pain at all and just shook his head.

Wang Lin came downstairs and knocked on the door of the convenience store.

The convenience store was opened by an old man. The couple lived behind the store. When they heard the knock on the door, they got up and opened a small door.

"Wang Lin? It's so late, what do you want to buy?"

"Uncle Zhou, let me buy some popsicles."

"It's so late and you're still craving for popsicles?" Uncle Zhou asked with a smile.

"Haha, I'll buy three cents." Wang Lin counted out the thirty cents and put them on the counter.

Uncle Zhou opened the towel covering the second-hand Snowflake freezer in the store, opened the lid a little, and took out three popsicles.

Wang Lin took the popsicle, trotted back home, wrapped it in a towel, went into the bedroom, and applied ice to Li Wenxiu.

When he was in Chengdu, he helped Tian Xiaoqing apply it once, and he was more experienced this time.

Li Wenxiu finally regained consciousness: "Oh, it's so cold! Wang Lin, what are you doing?"

"Your feet are swollen. I'll give you an ice pack to reduce the swelling and give you some pressure. It will be fine tomorrow."

"Are my feet swollen? Ouch, it really hurts! What's going on?"

"You fell when you went downstairs, did you forget?"

"I only remember the sea of ​​​​fire! The fire was soaring into the sky and the smoke was billowing! This is the only picture in front of my eyes and in my mind!"

"..."

"Where did you get the ice?"

"The popsicles I bought below."

"Have you spent money again? I feel so heartbroken!"

Wang Lin couldn't help laughing: "What's more important, people or money? You've made yourself sick, and it costs more to see a doctor!"

Li Wenxiu looked helpless: "I would rather get sick than burn the 20,000 yuan."

Wang Lindao: "Isn't it possible that my lover's life is only worth 20,000 yuan?"

Li Wenxiu said: "How am I worth 20,000 yuan?"

Wang Lin smiled and said: "Yes, you are only worth three thousand yuan!"

Li Wenxiu bit her lip, sat up, and gently punched him: "You still have the intention to make fun of me!"

Wang Lindao: "You didn't lose money this time! You sold it for a total of 50,000 yuan, right?"

"Yeah. Yeah."

"The cost of the dress is 38,000 yuan."

"yes!"

"You repaid the money from the Wuhu Garment Factory and you still made 12,000 yuan, right?"

"That's right!" Li Wenxiu's pale face finally showed some signs of recovery and gradually turned red, "So, I still made money?"
To be continued...