Early in the morning of the second day, the snow became more violent, Shen Jianhui insisted on going out with his father, and Zhou Wanqing packed up everything and went out to Zhao's mansion.

Shen Moli wanted to paint a few paintings in the study, but he couldn't calm down, suddenly thought of one thing, got up and walked out of the door quickly, lifted the curtain, the cold wind mixed with the snow particles hit his face like a knife, and his feet made a creaking sound when he stepped on the snow, and the raindrops followed behind, chasing the snowflakes and jumping and scattering joy.

Walking to the courtyard gate only a few steps away, his cheeks and hands were red from the cold, Shen Moli's eyes were full of worry, he opened the door and walked into the alley, and sure enough, he saw a thin figure curled up in the corner of the alley.

I hope it's not too late to remember! Shen Moli couldn't help but speed up his heartbeat, and his feet slipped to the front to take a closer look, it was a ragged child, the boy closed his eyes tightly and trembled, and his hands and feet were covered with dirt and frostbite.

Seeing that he was still alive, Shen Moli breathed a sigh of relief, "Hey, wake up!" You can't lie here on such a cold day! ”

The boy vaguely heard a voice of concern and worry, tried to get up and opened his eyes, and saw a beautiful little fairy standing in front of him, she was bending over and looking at himself with a worried face, it turned out that it was not an illusion that he was really talking to himself, where he was thinking about saying a few words, only his teeth were so cold that he could not do anything else, and he closed his eyes in despair.

"You can't sleep outside." Shen Moli squatted down, grabbed his arm and helped him up, dragging him crookedly all the way towards the door.

Shen Moli placed the boy in his brother's room, poured him ginger syrup, rubbed his hands and feet with snow and rubbed his hands and feet repeatedly until he became conscious, covered him with a thick quilt, put the charcoal basin in front of the bed, and watched him fall asleep with even breathing, before putting down his hanging heart.

Looking at the skinny boy who was about the same size as himself, Shen Moli couldn't help but feel sour, he didn't know how many poor people like him in the city, he only saved one of the people, and he only hoped that they could be as lucky as the boys to escape this catastrophe.

In the evening, Shen Botao and the three returned home one after another.

Zhou Wanqing frowned and looked at the person lying on the bed, and the anger in her heart rose vigorously: "Li'er, your idea is getting bigger and bigger now!" Let's not mention that his origin is unknown, what if he dies in our house? How can we make this clear? He clasped his hands and glared at his daughter with his eyes.

Shen Botao smiled and comforted his wife: "If you have something to say, what are you angry about!" Li'er is also a kind heart! Hui'er and I are busy working outside so that the big guy can survive this winter safely. Besides, looking at the child's condition, it shouldn't be a big problem. It's okay, don't worry. ”

Zhou Wanqing angrily stretched out her hand to her daughter and said sharply to her husband: "She dared to take it upon herself to get a living person into the house today, and she didn't know what earth-shattering things to do when she turned around!" I'm not afraid she'll get into trouble! ”

"Mother, my sister is also kind! Don't be angry! This saving people's lives is a good thing to do good and accumulate virtue! Shen Jianhui looked at his sister bowing her head and was silent, busy playing the round.

"You are all too indulgent of her, what will happen in the future, our family doesn't know how to deal with it!" Zhou Wanqing heard her son's persuasion and said in a slightly softened tone.

"Mother, it's so cold outside, he only wore a single coat and fell at the mouth of our alley, and his daughter also looked at him pitiful." Shen Moli looked at her mother pitifully with a pair of bright eyes, and shook her mother with both hands and said delicately.

"The whole alley is a good Samaritan!" Zhou Wanqing shook off her daughter's pull, looked at her daughter's smiling face, a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes, and she sighed heavily, "Everything will be up to you in the future!" I can't do anything anymore. With that, he pulled down his face and sat down.

Shen Botao knew that his wife was a knife mouth and tofu heart, and he forgot about it after the incident, "The affairs of the eleventh sister's family have all been arranged?" ”

Zhou Wanqing sat there awkwardly and said after a while: "There are no outsiders, and the funeral is only done hastily in such weather." ”

Shen Botao nodded and didn't ask much else, and said to his son: "You should be vigilant tonight, where is this child uncomfortable in the middle of the night, call us in time." ”

"Well, Dad, don't worry!" Shen Jianhui patted his chest and reassured, looking at the thin boy lying on the bed with sympathy, how lucky he was to grow up in a family loved by his parents and cared for by his sister.

"Ahem" came from the boy's coughing sound on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, twisted his head and looked around in confusion, until he saw everything around him clearly, he confirmed that he was not dreaming, no wonder his body was so warm, how long had he not slept so comfortably, thinking about struggling to get up.

Shen Jianhui saw him on the side, and hurriedly went over to comfort him to lie down, and took the decoction brought by his sister that was still braving the heat to cure the wind and cold, and fed him to take it.

"What's your name, kid? How old is this year? Where do you live? What about your loved ones? Shen Botao saw that the child had recovered and asked.

Hearing the question of his relatives, the boy shook his head sadly and said in a hoarse voice: "If you are a good person, my name is Chengzi, I am eleven years old, I have been an orphan since I was a child, and I was raised by a kind old beggar. It was too cold, and the old man couldn't survive it a few days ago. Today, thanks to the good people who rescued me, otherwise I would ......" said a few words and stubbornly forced back the tears in his eyes, "Chengzi, thank you for the good people for saving me!" "Immediately stand up and say thank you.

"Lie down, child! Don't catch a cold! When Shen Botao heard that the child was one year older than his son, and then looked at the child's size, his eyes couldn't help but sink, and he pressed his half-seated body, "Let's recuperate at home for a while!" ”

"Good people are gracious, and the adult son is toothless and unforgettable!" Despite everyone's persuasion, Chengzi insisted on getting up and bowing on the bed.

Although Chengzi was thin and weak, he was raised in the Shen family for a few days, and he recovered quickly. Every day, before dawn, I was the first to get up to clean up the snow in the yard, chop the firewood and stack it neatly in the shed next to the kitchen, and rush to help Zhou Wanqing cook on the fire. Every day, he followed Shen Botao and his son out to comfort the victims and clear the snow.

Zhou Wanqing saw that this child was very diligent and didn't like to talk much on weekdays, and on the surface he still looked like an honest child, thinking that her husband would talk about his whereabouts after the New Year, and it was not good to say anything more.