"What, burning books?"
Old Lady An was stunned for a moment, her eyes, that still glimmered with green light, looked toward the bonfire in her yard.
She was old and her eyesight was failing, but if others said it was burning books, then it must be books. However, her grandson hadn't returned yet, so how could it be possible that books were burning?
"Put out the fire, hurry and put out the fire! Who's that heartless bastard trying to harm my Que'er? My Que'er hasn't come home yet, how could it be burning books? Put out the fire, put out the fire!"
The crowd, hearing Old Lady An's words, felt their hearts jump.
So it turns out An Que wasn't home, which means this fire wasn't set by him, but by someone else?
"Put out the fire, hurry and put out the fire!"
They didn't dare to delay any longer, swiftly carrying buckets of water into the yard to extinguish the bonfire.
