Since she met him, her life has been filled with laughter and joy, as if she has not been unhappy for a day.

Such a life is a life she never wished for.

Yimo accompanied her for a day, and the next day, Master Xu came back. He finished his painting and handed it over to Lao Zhang. He came back and said to her, "We can go back tomorrow."

"I have packed up the things, and the airport and company have also notified them." Li Weiyin nodded.

The car needs to be returned to the company here. Although they are taking their own private jets, they must also prepare in advance.

Then, Li Weiyin asked again: "How is your painting?"

"The teacher is busy now, so I'll go find him after dinner." Mr. Xu replied. After answering, the two of them were silent for a while, as if there was no topic to talk about. Mr. Xu didn't want to be too embarrassed. He said, "I'll leave tomorrow, I'll go outside to have a look."

Li Weiyin now knows his personality very well and does not want to go with him. Instead, she nodded gently and watched him turn around and walk away.

She went to find Li Xun and said that she had signed the contract with the village long ago. Then she sorted out some things and gave them to families who took good care of them these days, and also gave them a pair of sneakers to Xiaokang.

After all this, it was almost dusk. When she walked back, she saw the smoke and dust rolling in front of her. After a closer look, she found that it was Lao Zhang's residence. She rushed over there immediately.

I saw many people running out, and many people carrying water inside to try to put out the fire.

"What's going on? Why did it suddenly catch fire?" Li Weiyin pulled Lu Ping and asked.

"I don't know, I heard someone shouting that it was getting fire. The fire was ignited from the kitchen." Lu Ping was also full of panic.

"Is there anyone else inside?" Li Xun shouted and asked with a loudspeaker.

Everyone was looking for their respective relatives, but no one found that anyone was absent, but Li Weiyin suddenly grabbed Lao Zhang's head: "Grandpa Zhang, where is Yimo's painting, Yimo's painting?"

Old Zhang reacted: "In my bedroom upstairs!"

Li Weiyin looked at the turbulent fire. She grabbed the bucket from a person who was putting out the fire, poured it on her body, and rushed in.

"Mrs. Xu! Mrs. Xu!"

Sliding away the panicked shouts behind him, Li Weiyin rushed straight into the living room. The more you went, the more smoke and dust became, and the burning feeling made people feel very uncomfortable.

Li Weiyin covered her mouth and nose with her wet sleeves, and she felt choking and uncomfortable.

I don’t know why the fire started, but it was very fast. When Li Weiyin ran in, it had already spread to the living room. But there were a lot of straw in the room and it was easy to ignite.

She walked past several fires before she found Lao Zhang's bedroom. There were many paintings in the bedroom. Li Weiyin took a long time to find Xu Yimo's painting. Some of the paintings were burned. Fortunately, Xu Yimo's paintings had not been affected yet.

She had just reached out to get a painting on the wall that had been burned for a long time. She subconsciously blocked it with her hand and pinched the burned frame, and her flesh suddenly felt a stinging pain.

Li Weiyin pushed away the falling frame, and did not care about her injuries, picked up Xu Yimo's painting and walked out.

At this time, the smoke and dust were getting thicker. Li Weiyin could no longer see the road clearly, or even the outside of the yard clearly. Her ears were filled with some things falling and her shouting outside...
Chapter completed!