When everyone arrived at the scene, they saw Leng Mohan walking out of the kitchen safely and soundly holding Luo Jiaojiao, and the stone in their hearts finally fell to the ground. As long as the person was safe and sound, it was enough.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Li and Mu Bai rushed into the house without hesitation and tried to put out the fire, but after entering, they were surprised to find that the fire had not spread out and there was no fire.
After careful observation, they noticed that the firewood was wet, and it was obvious that putting in wet firewood prevented it from burning properly.
So, the two of them worked together to move the firewood out of the house. As the smoke gradually dissipated, everyone actually smelled a faint fragrance of rice.
With Leng Mohan's gentle comfort, Luo Jiaojiao's emotions gradually calmed down.
She almost suffocated to death in the smoke-filled room just now, and she still felt scared when she thought about it now. Leng Mohan checked carefully and confirmed that Luo Jiaojiao was just frightened and choked by the smoke, and was not seriously injured, so he was relieved.
Leng Mohan was filled with fear at this moment. He stared at Luo Jiaojiao and sighed helplessly, "Didn't I warn you a long time ago? Don't set foot in the kitchen when I'm not at home!"
Luo Jiaojiao was also very surprised. She had originally just wanted to cook the rice in advance while Leng Mohan was still here, and then cook the dishes after he got home. Who would have thought that things would develop to this point?
"I just saw that you haven't come back for a long time, so I wanted to cook the rice first, so that you can cook and eat as soon as you come back. But I really don't know why the burning wood today will emit such thick smoke."
As Luo Jiaojiao explained, tears welled up in her eyes.
Luo Jiaojiao felt bitter and wronged when she saw Leng Mohan lose his temper with her. She really couldn't figure out the reason, after all, she had never encountered such a situation when making a fire before.
At this moment, Zhang Rong happened to return home and saw everyone gathered in front of Leng Mohan's house. He went forward to check out the situation out of curiosity. Only then did he find out that Luo Jiaojiao had accidentally burned wet firewood, causing a false alarm.
Seeing that Leng Mohan was still about to scold Luo Jiaojiao, she hurriedly spoke out to stop him: "Mohan, it's good that Jiaojiao is fine! She just wanted to help out out of kindness, so stop blaming her."
Leng Mohan snorted coldly and opened his mouth to say something, but when his eyes met the pitiful appearance of Luo Jiaojiao who was still crying, he could only sigh helplessly.
"Okay, okay, stop crying, okay? I was so nervous just now because I was worried that you would be in danger, and there was no other meaning! So don't let your mind wander. Go sit in the living room for a while. I'll be in charge of cleaning up here."
Leng Mohan reached out and gently stroked Luo Jiaojiao's little head, comforting her softly.
"But." Luo Jiaojiao turned her head with tears in her eyes and looked into the kitchen.
"Don't say but, please go in first. As long as you are safe and healthy, it is more important to me than anything else!" Leng Mohan pulled Luo Jiaojiao up from the ground.
"Hey, is this popcorn?" At this time, Mu Bai smelled an enticing aroma and couldn't help but curiously opened the lid of the pot. Looking at the pot full of popcorn, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
What happened to the rice you were supposed to cook? Why did it suddenly become popcorn?
Leng Mohan stared with eyes wide open, looking at Mu Bai in disbelief as he walked out with a pot full of popcorn in his hands. Then he cast a puzzled look at Luo Jiaojiao: "Shouldn't we be cooking?"
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