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Chapter 63

When Wen Rou arrived, the house had already caught fire. The villagers were busy putting out the fire with buckets of water. There was no such thing as 119 in this era, so they had to carry water by hand.

Standing outside, Wen Rou was extremely anxious. Seeing the fire getting bigger, if she only tried to put out the fire and save people, even if they were not burned to death, they would be choked to death by smoke.

Thinking of this, Wen Rou didn't want to waste time, so she grabbed the bucket from the villager and lifted it over her head to splash it down.

In the cold weather of the last month of winter, she didn't care about her shivering body and rushed in head-on.

"Wenrou! Danger, Wenrou!"

"Come back quickly!"

"She's rushed in, what should we do?"

"Hurry up and bring water, put out the fire!"

"..."

Ignoring people's advice, she knew it was dangerous to go in rashly, but if she didn't go in, Aunt Ruan would die.

Wenrou rushed into the house and saw at a glance that the source of the fire was at the stove piled with firewood. At this time, the fire had spread and burned all the wooden furniture in the house.

And Ruan Anya was lying on the ground next to the stove like she had lost consciousness. It stands to reason that if such a fire was discovered, she could escape quickly, so she wouldn't be trapped in the fire and fainted.

But the situation was urgent, and Wenrou suppressed all her doubts. She held her breath with the bucket in her hand and ran to where Ruan Anya was.

"Aunt Ruan, Aunt Ruan." Wenrou squatted down and patted Ruan Anya's face. She still had no intuition, but fortunately she was still breathing.

With a "wow" sound, a bucket of cold water splashed on Ruan Anya.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Aunt Ruan! Aunt Ruan, you're awake!" Wenrou saw that she finally responded, and handed her a wet handkerchief, "Aunt Ruan, cover your mouth and nose first, can you stand up? I'll help you out."

As she spoke, she lifted Ruan Anya's arm to her shoulder. At this time, Ruan Anya was in a semi-exhausted state, and almost the weight of her entire body was pressed on Wenrou's body.

Although she tried her best, she still staggered when she helped her up.

"Run out quickly, I will hold you back." Ruan Anya said weakly.

"Don't talk and keep your strength. I will definitely take you out."

Wen Rou gritted her teeth. She had to find a way out in the fire and drag Ruan Anya with her. The journey was difficult, but she didn't have the slightest thought of leaving her and escaping the fire alone.

The fire spread quickly. The bone-chilling cold before entering had turned into burning heat. Wen Rou felt that she was almost dried up, but her clothes were still wet and stuck to her body, giving her a very uncomfortable feeling.

Just as she was about to run to the door and see the hope of survival, the five-box on the side finally collapsed with a loud bang because it could not withstand the power of the fire.

Wen Rou, who was completely unable to dodge, could only rely on her body's instinctive reaction to push Ruan Anya out. The next second, she felt a pain in her body and then lost consciousness.

...

Wen Rou was awakened by the chirping of birds outside. The first reaction when she regained consciousness was that her body was in pain, especially the calf of her left leg, which was the source of the overall pain.

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