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Chapter 80 A fire, a dream

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    Mu Tingyu immediately walked towards the person who came out, "Where are I, my mother and my brother?"

    She didn't see anyone, and her heart skipped a beat. Did something happen?  still¡­¡­

    In a split second, she seemed to have experienced a century.

    "Oh, you are her eldest daughter, right?" The landlord is a man, a bit older, and speaks with a thick accent.

    ?He signaled Mu Tingyu to go to the corridor, "Your house is on fire, someone else called the police and found me.

    Before, I was worried that your mother and the others were taking a lunch break in there, but fortunately they are not there, people are fine, do you know where they are?  "

    The words mixed with the accent were a bit difficult to understand, but Mu Tingyu vaguely heard what the person in front said.

    Looking at the firefighters wearing heavy fire suits going out one by one, she only felt that her forehead was a little congested, as if she was about to short-circuit.

    The landlord followed the firefighters out.

    Mu Tingyu poked his head and slowly walked into the messy home.

    The originally white walls were all black, and the light inside was extremely poor. If it wasn't for knowing that it was still daytime outside, it might have been night.

    The most embarrassing place is the balcony.

    The reinforced glass on the outside has all disappeared, like a hollow suspended building.

    The balcony was empty. The washing machine, clothes, and shoes that had been placed on it had been burned away. I don¡¯t know where the strange wind came from, and it was still a little bleak.

    Arriving at her own room, the small room was completely stained black, and all the paintings she was most satisfied with pasted on the wall were all destroyed

    The smell of smoke made her want to throw up, and her mind was racing.

    I don't know when, she has already arrived downstairs, on the avenue outside, walking like a walking dead.

    Passers-by saw the despondent look, and they all took a few extra glances, as if they were looking at a psychopath.

    With the sound of "jingle", the sound of coins falling to the ground, "clang", the girl fell to the ground, her head turned to the sky, and burst into tears

    Next, the business here was not good, and Mu's father, who went to work in other places, came back.

    It is said that someone threw a cigarette butt from upstairs and lit the cup that Mu Mu was drying outside.

    For several days in a row, people came to hang around the door of their house, still sighing in their mouths, it's really miserable.

    Some people also said that they deserved it, how could they hang the quilt on the balcony?  ask for it!  It would be good if the landlord didn't ask them to pay one hundred and eighty thousand.

    For several days in a row, the family's air pressure was very low, and it happened that Mu Tingyu had finished his last monthly exam and was going to hold a parent meeting.

    She didn't even dare to say it.

    In a class with about 30 students, her grades dropped to more than 20.

    Mu's father and Mu's mother helped to repaint, install glass, and restore the balcony, but they didn't have time to take care of her.

    Where else can I notice her.

    Fortunately, accompanied by her little sister, she mustered up the courage to go to the head teacher, and said something about it, saying that she didn't have time to admire her parents.

    In this matter, it is because she really doesn't have time to admire her father and mother, and she also has her own selfishness in it.

    Fortunately, the class teacher seems to have really not pursued it, and I don't know if he has given up on her. If you don't come, don't come

    Until the matter was dealt with, it was still like a dream for her.

    When she was in school, she seemed to feel Xu Qiuye's eyes, like pity, or what, she couldn't tell.

    She doesn't know how many people know that something happened to her family. Maybe, even if they know, they don't have the heart to pay attention (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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