"Can you guarantee nothing will happen? Since it's so close, why don't you go and save her? She's your own mother, not ours." Ye Qingqing stood in front of Lu Mo and berated the bespectacled man.

They wouldn't even save their own mother, but instead let complete strangers risk their lives to save her. How shameless of them!

"I...I can't carry my mom...If I had the strength, I wouldn't be asking for help...Oh, Mom...It's my fault for being unfilial...I can't call anyone to save you...Oh, Mother..."

The bespectacled man suddenly sat down on the ground, wailing and crying loudly, like he was mourning a funeral. He kept glancing at Lu Mo out of the corner of his eye, trying to use this moral blackmail to force Lu Mo to save the person.

His mother can't die, otherwise he won't be able to collect her pension. His mother's pension is about 800 yuan a month!

"Ignore him, let's go home!"

Ye Qingqing dragged Lu Mo home. Most of the people had been saved, but there was nothing that could be done about the old lady. It was up to her to see how lucky she was. Even if something really happened to her, it wouldn't be Lu Mo's fault. The blame would fall on the arsonist, who also had an unfilial son.

Actually, when the fire first started, it was possible to rush into the stairwell. If the man with glasses really cared about his mother, he would have rushed in to save her without hesitation. But he was completely clean, without a single drop of water on him. The other people who were splashing water to put out the fire were soaked and sweating profusely, looking very disheveled. This man with glasses clearly didn't even try to put out the fire; he just stood by and watched, only knowing how to morally blackmail others into contributing. He was extremely selfish.

When the bespectacled man saw that Ye Qingqing and the others were really leaving, he cried even more bitterly.

"My dear mother... I've done my best... Please don't blame me..."

Ye Qingqing felt disgusted and retorted sarcastically, "You didn't even break a sweat. What kind of effort did you put in? If you were really worried about your mother, why didn't you rush in to save her when the fire wasn't that big yet? Don't tell me your mother is too fat. I bet you never even considered going to save her. Humph, you, as her own son, are afraid of something happening and don't want to save her. Why should my brother risk his life to save someone he doesn't even know!"

The bespectacled man's face was bruised and red, he was mortified, he hadn't expected Ye Qingqing to be so quick-witted.

"Old Meng, you're not being fair! Your own life is precious, but other people's lives aren't? Qingqing's fiancé has already saved so many people, he's been so kind! Don't be so unreasonable!"

"That's right, Qingqing is right. You, as her own son, won't even go to save your own mother. Why should a stranger do it? It's ridiculous."

"I've never seen Lao Meng be very filial to his mother before. He and his wife used to argue every day. But now he's acting like a filial son."

"Isn't it because they're afraid they won't be able to take advantage of their mother after she dies? His mother has a monthly pension of over 800 yuan, which is more than their combined salaries. If she dies, their lives won't be so easy!" Someone hit the nail on the head, revealing the bespectacled man's thoughts.

The bespectacled man looked extremely grim and dared not howl any longer, fearing it would provoke public anger. He could only wait at the door, secretly praying that his mother would not be harmed, and thankfully that his child and wife had gone back to their maternal grandmother's house.

The firefighters were very efficient and put out the fire in less than half an hour. However, the building was completely burned and uninhabitable, a dark and charred mess.

An elderly, plump woman was carried out; she was completely blackened, her face unrecognizable. Everyone's hearts sank at the sight; she was burned to a crisp, they feared...

The bespectacled man cried out in anguish, "Mom... my mom..."