Fire fighting

"A notice was urgently inserted. The Yanshan Astronomical Meteorological Observatory issued a red rainstorm warning at 20:36 today. Due to the influence of the southeast sea breeze, it is expected that in the next three hours, the cumulative precipitation in Lucheng will reach more than 100 millimeters. Some areas may experience urban and rural waterlogging, mountain Natural disasters such as landslides and mudslides, please strengthen your precautions and minimize going out."

The man turned off the broadcast knob, looked ahead, and reduced the speed of the car to the minimum.

I couldn't see my fingers outside the window, only two car lights were going forward into the night, the heavy rain was pouring, the sight was blocked, and the wipers had been turned to the maximum gear, but it still didn't help.

The torrential rain came as soon as it was said, adding a bit of mud to the mountain path.

"Dad, how long will it be before we get home?"

Hearing this, the man in the driver's seat looked at the two children in the rear row through the rearview mirror: "Cross this mountain road and enter the city soon."

The woman in the co-pilot also turned her head and said softly, "Wait a little longer, we'll be there soon."

The raindrops fell on the roof of the car like drums, like smashing a trembling heart.

The girl who was asking the question just kept her head down, not daring to look out of the dark window.

The boy at the side saw her trembling hands, so he held her hands tightly and said, "Don't be afraid, brother is here."

After being held by his warm palm, the girl raised her head, as if she felt relieved, and her hands no longer trembled.

Seeing the harmony between the brothers and sisters, the woman smiled with relief: "Xiang Rong has grown up and knows how to protect his sister."

"After all, they are 11 years old," the man driving the car continued, "you can be regarded as half a man."

Xiang Rong was embarrassed by the praise, and held his sister's hand even tighter.

The woman took out two bottles of yogurt from the bag under her feet: "Xiang Rong, Xiang Xin, are you hungry, come and eat something."

Xiang Xin didn't answer: "Mom, tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, I want to go home and eat the zongzi you made."

"Yes, my wife, bear with me a little longer, we will have a reunion dinner together when we get home."

"Okay, then you drive well first, and I'll make zongzi for you when you get home."

Xiang Xin pouted and asked, "Brother, do you like sweet or salty rice dumplings?"

Xiang Rong looked at her sideways: "Of course it's salty."

"I like sweet ones," Xiang Xin said with a smile, "candied dates are the best."

Xiang Rong teased her and said, "I see you smile like a candied date."

The rain continued unabated, and the rugged mountain road began to bump. The car was driven forward in low gear, for fear of turning off the engine.

At this moment, there was a sharp turn in the small road ahead, and my father stepped on the foot brake lightly, but the speed of the car did not drop.

He panicked and stepped on it a few more times, but the car still didn't stop. He even stepped on it to the bottom, but the speed of the car didn't change.

Seeing that the car was about to rush down the valley, my father beat the steering wheel to death, letting the car pass by at a slow speed against the mountain. The doors and windows on one side bumped and bumped, making the ups and downs of the car shake even more violently.

Xiang Rong's heart was about to jump out of his throat, and Xiang Xin was shaking even more.

The car passed the turning section safely, and my father immediately activated the emergency brake, pulled the handbrake, the engine stopped running against the idling speed constraint, and the car finally stopped.

"What's wrong?" Mother asked worriedly.

Father wiped the sweat from his forehead: "The brakes should be flooded, and the foot brakes are unresponsive. I'll get out of the car and have a look."

"Take the umbrella and be careful." Mother asked.

The moment the front door opened, the slanted rain even swept to the back row, Xiang Rong took a breath and wiped his face.

Father held an umbrella and walked to the front of the car. His clothes were soaked by the heavy rain. He first checked the tires, and after confirming that they were correct, he opened the hood, turned left and right to have a look.

Time passed silently, and I felt extremely uneasy every second I stayed here.

Misfortunes never come singly, the silt on the mountain fell from the sky, rushing along the valley like a tide, and the broken rocks fell like meteors, shaking the sky and the earth in an instant, resounding through the sky.

The road in front of me was like a piece of shredded paper, cut in half by mud and rocks.

The mother's pupils constricted and she shouted, "Get in the car!"

Seeing this, his father rushed into the car with a stride, and just when his hand was about to touch the door, the mud flooded his feet at such a speed that he was caught off guard.

The mother stretched out her hand to pull it, but the father told her not to move.

My father wanted to move his legs, but he was firmly fixed in place. The mud flow rose at a rapid speed and poured into the car violently.

In order to save his wife and children, at the last moment of his life, he slammed the door of the car with the remaining strength.

The mud and sand stopped pouring in, and the inside of the car was temporarily safe. The car fell backwards with the mudslide. Xiang Xin watched her father being buried in an instant, and screams pierced the night.

Xiang Rong didn't even have time to be sad, he was too shocked to speak.

"Xiang Rong, Xiang Xin, fasten your seat belt!" Mother endured grief and moved to the driver's seat, trying to control the car, but the engine was covered with mud and water, and it couldn't start at all.

Xiang Rong helped his crying sister fasten, and he sat back in his seat obediently.

The only thing we can do now is to pray that nothing will happen.

The headlights went out, and the only light was eroded by the darkness. The car rolled up and down like a football, and was overturned by a flood of mud in the ups and downs.

Seeing the boulder rolling, the mother could have jumped out of the car. In order to protect the children in the back row, she used her body to block the flying gravel.

The two brothers and sisters wailed loudly: "Mom!"

The car window could not bear the weight and shattered with a bang, and the torrent poured into it.

There were countless bruises on Xiang Rong's body. Before the car collapsed, he rushed to his sister and held her tightly in his arms with all his strength, as if by doing so, his sister would definitely live.

The two were sucked into the sand, and were constantly hit by the torrent. Their mouths and noses were filled with clods, making them unbearably suffocated.

I don't know how long this disaster went on, the mudslide finally stopped, the rain fell on his face, and Xiang Rong gradually became conscious.

He coughed a few times, opened his eyes, and the surroundings were still dark except for the darkness.

Xiang Rong's whole body was sore, his limbs and back were covered with scars, and his lower body was still buried in the soil. He gritted his teeth and looked down at his sister in his arms: "Xiang Xin, wake up, are you okay?"

Xiang Xin also exhausted his strength, nodded slightly, and asked, "Brother, are we going to die soon?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Xiang Rong told her, "someone will come to save us."

Xiang Xin burst into tears again, she couldn't see the hope of being rescued, so she choked up and said, "Brother, I, I'm scared."

Xiang Rong patted her on the back with a soft and weak voice.

"Don't be afraid, brother is here."

He just comforted him, but he didn't know what he could do, dawn or death, he didn't know who would come first.

Time is still moving forward, the candle in my heart is getting darker and darker, and Xiang Rong feels that he is about to be unable to hold on.

Suddenly, a faint light shone from a distance, and the beams became more and more numerous. It seemed that countless suns had risen in the dark night. With the dazzling halo, the voice in my ears became clear.

"There are survivors here, come and rescue them!"

Xiang Rong saw those people dressed in orange running towards them. On the clothes of those people, the words Lucheng Fire Fighting were written.

The flame of hope was ignited again, and there was light in Xiang Rong's eyes.

The firefighters held his arm, trying to rescue him from the mudslide, but he supported Xiang Xin and kept saying, "Save my sister first, save my sister first..."

That night, the parents left, but Xiang Rong and Xiang Xin were rescued.

Since then, the dream of being a firefighter has taken root in Xiang Rong's heart, and he also wants to use his own strength to help others, just like those firefighters helped themselves.

Xiang Rong lived up to everyone's expectations. At the age of 18, he signed up for fire rescue and passed all physical and psychological tests. He successfully joined the army and successfully joined the Lucheng Fire Fighting Squadron along the River, realizing his dream as he wished.

Most of the contracts of national firefighters are signed for 3 years. After the expiration, they can apply for retirement due to physical exhaustion and other problems. If their physical fitness is still good, they can continue to renew their contracts. or Administrative Ed.

The training continued and the rescue continued. Xiang Rong suffered all kinds of wind and rain, but he didn't complain.Three years passed in a flash. There were typhoons and floods in summer, and cold waves and snowstorms in winter. The squadron dispatched the police every two days on average, put out more than 80 fires, rescued 847 trapped people, and evacuated tens of thousands of people in distress.

And his class has also become the core force of the Yanjiang Squadron, and Xiang Rong is an indispensable backbone in the class. However, this force is not invincible. A total of 21 firefighters have been injured in three years, and 6 of them were unfortunately killed in the battle. sacrifice.

Xiang Rong has achieved countless victories and always rushed to the front line. His superiors are very optimistic about him, and his comrades all call him brothers and sisters. Perhaps it is because he is so focused on his work that he has not noticed the changes at home.

Since experiencing the disaster ten years ago, Xiang Xin's heart seems to have been hit hard. She would keep a fake smile in front of Xiang Rong, in order to let him not worry about herself, but when she was alone, her emotions were like a rising tide Overwhelmingly, my brother exchanged time for only material needs, not spiritual companionship.

Over time, Xiang Xin suffered from depression.

After Xiang Rong knew about this, he began to reduce his shifts as much as possible, and the leaders understood him and asked him to go back to spend more time with his family.

But my younger sister is sensible, she keeps everything in her heart and doesn't say anything. What she presents in front of Xiang Rong is always an innocent smile.

Xiang Rong took her to see a psychiatrist, and the doctor told Xiang Rong a way.

"What patients with depression need more is psychological support. You can ask her to write down her wishes first, and then you accompany her to complete them one by one. In this way, while you are with her, she can also slowly discover the world. The beauty of this will relieve her illness, and she will not do impulsive things because of it."

Xiang Rong firmly remembered that he gave his sister a notepad and asked her to write down her wishes according to the doctor's instructions. The sister wrote quickly. Xiang Rong thought that the method had worked, but he didn't expect that these were all done by his sister to appease him. surface work.

The three-year contract was about to expire, and when Xiang Rong was about to be recruited and promoted, he received the police again as usual, but this time the location was unusual, it was Lucheng Middle School where his younger sister studied.

The caller said that there was a girl standing on the roof of the building, and no one was allowed to approach.

The fire truck dispatched the police as quickly as possible, and arrived at the school immediately. Xiang Rong felt uneasy all the way until he saw his sister on the roof with his own eyes.

Xiang Xin stood by the building, her long hair and school uniform fluttering in the wind. She didn't look at the teachers and students watching below, but just quietly looked at the blue sky. No one knew what she was thinking.

Xiang Rong was stunned. He had never been so flustered in the past when he carried a gas tank on his shoulder and stepped on the swamp.

The fire brigade quickly launched a rescue. Some people ran to the classroom and hung up the lifting rope on their bodies, ready to push Xiang Xin back indoors at any time. On the rooftop, negotiate with those who want to commit suicide.

Xiang Xin ignored anyone, her expression was dull, and she only repeated one request: don't let anyone get close.

"Xiang Xin!"

An anxious cry came from the firefighters on the roof, Xiang Xin was startled and turned his head.

Xiang Rong got out of the crowd and stood in front of them, with panic and puzzlement in his complicated eyes.

"Xiang Xin, come down quickly, tell me if you have any questions, my brother will listen to you, okay?"

The younger sister who has always been obedient did not respond at this moment.

Xiang Rong took a step forward tentatively: "Hey, give me your hand, brother will take you back."

Xiang Xin watched him move forward slowly, his vision gradually blurred, and when he blinked, tears rolled down his cheeks.

Xiang Rong felt distressed, he raised his hand, and took every step with heavy steps, his sister cried silently, her body trembling in the wind.

She was scared, and Xiang Rong knew it.

"Don't be afraid, brother is here."

On a rainy night ten years ago, Xiang Xin also heard the same words at the moment when she was buried by mudslides.After that, every day when she was about to be unable to hold on, she relied on these words to survive until now. Her brother seemed to protect her forever, even though her heart was already riddled with holes.

The wind blew, and Xiang Xin looked up at Liu Yun, "Brother, I'm not a good sister. I eat your clothes and wear your clothes, and it also delays your career. I can't help you at all, but I always worry about you. I don't want to be a sister anymore. You are burdensome, so I..."

"You have never been a burden!" Xiang Rong interrupted her sharply, "You are my Xiang Rong's younger sister and the hope of the family. Although my parents are gone, I will help them see you in your wedding dress. Take care of you for them for the rest of your life."

Xiang Xin couldn't speak, and tears poured down wantonly.

"Xiang Xin, my brother was busy with work before, so he couldn't take care of your emotions. It's my brother's fault. My brother hasn't helped you realize your wish yet. Let's have a big dinner tomorrow, shall we?"

Xiang Rong's tone was humble, almost turning into a plea.

"Brother, I'm not blaming you, I'm blaming myself. I also want to live a normal life like other people, but I just can't be happy." Xiang Xin didn't take the hand that was offered, she closed her eyes and murmured to herself "I'm sorry, I'm too selfish, I'm sorry..."

After speaking, she leaned back and fell straight down.

"Xiang Xin!!!"

Regardless of life and death, Xiang Rong rushed forward, hooked Xiang Xin's wrist with one hand, and supported the other hand on the edge. His inertia was too great, and half of his body stretched out of the roof. If it weren't for the comrades behind him to hug him Without him, he himself will fall together.

A deep gash was cut on his side due to knocking on the corner, and blood gushed out. He gritted his teeth tightly in pain, and did not let go of any strength in his hands.

Everyone was like a tug of war, the latter hugged the former, the person in the front hugged Xiang Rong's legs, and Xiang Rong held his sister's forearm tightly.

"Xiang Xin, don't let go!" Xiang Rong said with all his strength.

Xiang Xin's eyes were dull: "Brother, let me go find my parents."

Xiang Rong shouted anxiously: "Hold on to me, brother begs you!"

Xiang Xin held the sweat-soaked hand. She hadn't held her brother's hand for a long time.

She smiled softly: "Brother, I'm sorry."

As soon as the words fell, one second before the person was about to be pulled up, Xiang Xin opened Xiang Rong's fingers one by one. Xiang Rong grabbed her like crazy with both hands, but still couldn't catch her.

Xiang Xin shook off his hand and fell down suddenly.

"what!!!"

Xiang Rong broke down and shouted, and his voice resounded throughout the campus. His sister became farther and farther away in his eyes, and gradually became a point, a point that was instantly dyed red.

She fell to the ground with a smile on her face.

Xiang Rong was pulled back to the rooftop by the crowd. He cried out in despair, unable to support his body, and knelt down on the ground with tears in his eyes, crying like a child.

After this incident, Xiang Rong seemed to be a different person. He no longer had the sunshine of the past, and lived with silence all day long.The wound on the side of his waist was sewed with a few stitches, leaving an ugly scar, and he no longer participated in the football game at the fire station. The most fatal thing is that he has since contracted a fear of heights. The scene of my sister resolutely letting go of her hands and falling downward can always flash back in my mind.

The doctor said it was post-traumatic stress disorder and needed psychological treatment. Li Cheng, the squadron leader, considered that Xiang Rong could not continue to participate in the rescue, so he ordered him to step down temporarily from the front line, but he did not expect that Xiang Rong proposed to resign voluntarily after the contract expired. .

No one is willing to let Xiang Rong leave the team. His future is bright, but only Xiang Rong knows that the power of heart disease is no less than that fate-changing mudslide.

But his fate was still rewritten, because he saved a fire in the turret on the eve of his retirement, saving a person who loves painting.