Women, bring water, he shouted. Bring the machine, quickly.

Just now, the farmers who were drinking in the pub brought the fire extinguisher. They were all drunk and stumbled from time to time with tears in their eyes.
Girls, the village chief shouted that he was drunk, too. Come on, girls.
Women and girls ran to the surface spring, filled buckets with water, sent them to the mountains and poured them into the fire extinguisher, and ran again. stepanova Maria Sasha Mojika went to get water. Some women and boys pressed the pump to pump the hose and squeaked. The village chief held it for a while and blocked the water with his fingers when he was facing the window for a while, which made the squeaking even more harsh.
Well done, Antip. Some people praised it. Come on
Antip rushed into the fire porch and shouted inside.
What are the Christians doing together in the face of disaster?
Many plowmen stood by and looked at the fire and became speechless. No one knew what to do, but the old man Osip, who was surrounded by grain stacks, hay sheds and firewood piles, was also in it. Both of them were drunk and seemed to stand by and take off the old man and said to the woman lying on the ground.
Sister-in-law, you hit your head hard. Your room is insured. What are you worried about?
Xie Miao sometimes told this person and sometimes told that person about the cause of the fire.
It’s the servant of General zhukov, the little old man with the baggage. He used to be a cook in the general’s house. He hoped that the general’s soul would ascend to heaven and come to my house late. Come on, let’s stay here for one night. We both drank such a small cup. My wife was busy making a tea cooker and wanted the old man to drink some tea, but it was unlucky. She put the tea cooker in the porch and the chimney. Mars jumped to the roof and lit hay. That’s what happened. We almost didn’t burn the old man’s hat and burned the evil.
The iron plate kept ringing, and the bells in the church across the river were ringing. stepanova was reflected in the firelight and ran breathlessly. She watched the pink pigeons flying around in the smoke in horror. She felt that the clock plunged into her heart like a spike, and that the fire would never be extinguished. Sasha couldn’t find it. Then the ceiling of a wooden house collapsed and she thought that the village would burn out. At this time, she was paralyzed and couldn’t afford to sit on the sloping bucket and throw it aside. Behind her, women were crying.
At this time, two horse-drawn carts came from the landlord’s manor on the other side of the river, sitting on the landlord’s housekeeper’s employees. They brought a fire extinguisher, and a young man in a white navy came riding a horse. The axe sounded and struck a ladder frame to the frame of the burning wooden house. At once, five people climbed to the head, that is, the big man, who was red with fire, screamed and listened to his voice. He was like a fire-fighting expert. They tore down the wooden house and unloaded the wood one by one, dragging all the hay stacks near the corral fence.
Don’t tear down the house. The crowd shouted sternly, Don’t tear it down.
Chiriac walked to the cabin with a broken expression as if to stop people from tearing down the house, but an employee rushed him back and punched him hard. Everyone burst into laughter and the employee punched him again. Chiriac fell down and climbed back into the crowd.
On the other side of the river, there came two beautiful girls in hats, mostly big sisters. They watched from a distance that the torn and towed wood was no longer burning, but they were still smoking. Big students held the faucet and sometimes rushed at the wood and sometimes rushed at the peasant woman.
If it’s a child’s day, 71, two girls anxiously shouted at him to blame him for it.
When the fire went out, everyone scattered home, only to find that it was almost dawn, and everyone was pale with a hint of hazel. Every time the last stars disappeared in the morning, people’s faces often looked like this. On the way home, the peasants kept making fun of General Zhukov’s kitchen and burned his hat. They were already interested in turning the fire into a joke, and it seemed a pity that they were put out so soon.
Your young master is good at saving lives. stepanova told Dasheng that you really should come to Moscow, where fires break out almost every day.
You are from Moscow, a young lady asked.
It’s my husband who works in the Slavic shopping mall. This is my daughter. She points to her shivering and clings to her. Sasha says she is also a Moscow girl.
The two ladies spoke a few words of French to Dasheng, who gave Sasha a silver coin of 20 kopecks. When the old man Osip saw him, his face flashed with hope.
Thanks to the emperor, thanks to the lack of wind, he told Dasheng that otherwise it would burn out in an hour. You are a good man, Sir. He lowered his voice and added shyly, it’s cold in the morning to warm you up. Please be kind enough to reward some small money and drink some wine.
He didn’t get anything, so he cleared his throat and went home slowly. stepanova had been watching two cars wading across the river on the slope, and the young lady crossed the grass and a carriage was waiting for them on the other side of the river. As soon as she returned to the farmhouse, she said to her husband in surprise
How nice people are, and how beautiful they are. The two ladies are simply heaven.
They don’t die a natural death and sleep in a daze, Fekla said savagely
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Maria decided that her life was hard, and she often said that it was good for Fekla to die. On the contrary, she was poor, dirty, and kept shouting and cursing. Everything in this life was to her taste. Give her whatever she ate, no matter where she didn’t cover it, she fell asleep. She poured dirty water on the steps and walked barefoot through the puddle. She hated stepanova Nikolai from the first day because they didn’t live like this.
I want to see what you eat here, Moscow aristocrat. She often gloats that I want to see it.
One morning, it was early September. Fekla came back from the slope with a handful of water, and her face was red, healthy and beautiful with cold. At this time, Maria stepanova was sitting at the table drinking tea.