An essay on the collapse of houses

"Bang, bang ..." This huge voice was mixed with rumbling thunder and heavy rain. "No, Uncle Li's house collapsed!" It was a rainy August, and the heavy rain didn't catch my breath. It rained for three days and nights. How can my uncle's three earth-walled houses stand the rain? Fortunately, my uncle escaped from the toilet outside.

The story soon spread, and Da Die, who was far away in Zaoyang, rushed over overnight and said to the uncle, "If the house falls down, forget it. No more. You will come to Zaoyang with me and won't let you work. " Neighbor uncle said without hesitation: "we are in the mountains." You are used to life, but not to Zaoyang. Tell you what, eat and live in my house, and I'll support you. "

Uncle's food and shelter problem has been solved. But what should I do? Where are the shops in the mountains? Several old people thought: this old man is also poor. They all belong to the same village. Help him. So, several old people took out some good clothes of their own and handed them to the uncle. Uncle Zhang, a neighbor, thought: It is not easy for him to stay at home alone. His sons are all outside. It's a pity that he has lived alone for so many years. So the neighbors sent some eggs to this family and some pork to that family.

When the village cadres heard the news, they also took some money and said to the uncle, "Don't worry, Lao Li, we will definitely help you rebuild your home. Take this money first. " Other villagers are also deep-pocketed, productive and dedicated. These actions touched my uncle and kept blinking. In a short time, the tears of bean were spinning in his eyes.

Although my uncle's house collapsed, my uncle's heart didn't collapse and it was always warm.