The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the sky and the earth are blurred, the shadows of the trees are hazy, and the mountains are pale.

The old man walked tremblingly to the cold stove with a cane, hesitated, and then took the firewood from the side and threw it in, leaving only a few branches the thickness of his little finger on the ground.

There is no firewood to survive this winter.

The fire was lit, and thick black smoke rose at the same time.

But he didn't care, carefully boiling the food in the broken pot, and coughed violently from time to time.

After a while, he took the only bowl left in the house and handed it to the woman in the house.

"Come on, don't cry, there will always be a way."

The woman looked up, what a stunning face, her facial features were impeccable, and even if she had been covered with dust for a long time, she could not hide her beauty.

"Thank you." She took the bowl in the old man's hand, and her blue eyes were still filled with tears, which was very moving.

"Girl, what's your name?"

"Zhuan."

"What a name." The old man sighed, "Where do your relatives live?" Maybe I can show you the way. ”

She lowered her head and let her long dark blue hair fall into the soup, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

After sobbing for a while, she turned her head to look at the boy lying on the bed, and after making sure he was asleep, she shook her head: "No, I lied to Ozawa." ”

The old man looked at the faint fire and sighed again: "If the girl doesn't dislike it, let's stay here for the time being." ”

"Thank you, uncle, we'll leave tomorrow as soon as the snow stops."

"Nonsense!"

The old man suddenly raised his voice, and he looked at him in astonishment, and the baby next to him let out a disgruntled chirping.

"Let's go? Where to? The old man tried to pick up the baby with one hand but was unsuccessful.

Seeing this, he picked up the baby and stroked his back, and he slowly fell into a deep sleep. As soon as he put him down, he cried loudly in protest, and he had to pick him up again.

"Girl, you have all walked from the cold east to the west, far enough." The old man coughed a few times, and then said, "This child's body can't go on. ”

Zhuan looked at Ozawa worriedly, this was probably the most comfortable sleep he had in years. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but purse her lips.

"You see, there are only two of us in this family now, an old man and a young man, if you come, you can help me take care of Mu'er."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you......" Zhuan could only keep repeating the words of thanks, and tears couldn't help but flow down again.

She looked down to wipe away her tears, and saw Mu'er waving her hands and giggling at her, and the smile was very infectious.

"It seems that he likes you very much, so I'm relieved." The old man's chaotic eyes lit up, and he squeezed Mu'er's little hand.

"What about his parents?"

The old man was shocked, turned his head and sighed, "Let's go." ”

The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, what a sorrow it was, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

Is it unfortunate or lucky that the poor people in this room get together?

"In the future, when you meet someone from the Shang family, go around the point." The old man was silent for a long time and suddenly spoke, "They're not people......

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Bang, the door closed mercilessly in front of my eyes.

He didn't give up, and patted the door again: "Please, I will find a way to get the money, please treat him first." ”

After knocking for a long time, the door of the medical hall still did not open, and he walked down the street in despair.

In the past few days, she has searched almost all the medical halls in Pingyuan, but the high consultation fee makes her helpless.

"Yo roar, why is the little beauty sad." A few gentlemen in fine clothes and jade food stopped her, and the person at the head was dressed in flowers and branches, like a peacock.

"Go away."

The flower peacock became excited: "It's still a strong master, I like it." As he spoke, he reached out and dragged her into the corner.

How can the strength of an ordinary woman be comparable to that of a man, let alone a few men.

She screamed in horror as they dragged her into the alley, but passers-by avoided it and no one stepped forward.

"Do you know who I am, sir?" The flower peacock held down the sand slapped her hard, "Master, I am the eldest young master of the Shang family." ”

Shang Jia...... The old man's words suddenly sounded in her head, and she couldn't help but shudder.

"Stop."

It was the voice of an old man.

"Yo, old man, meet again." The peacock smiled contemptuously, "I like your daughter very much, but it's a pity that the tigress in my family can't accommodate her." ”

The old man trembled with anger: "You shameless thing." ”

"Shameless?" The flower peacock laughed, "Yes, master, I just played with your daughter, what can you do?" In the end, I can't just swallow my anger. ”

The peacock walked over and punched the old man, who fell to the ground and coughed violently, squirting a mouthful of blood on the ground.

"Uncle, how are you?" In a panic, he ran to the old man and picked him up.

"Tsk." The flower peacock pursed his lips, "The old immortal spoils the master's interest." Beckoning to his companion, "Gone, gone, no fun." ”

He walked a few steps and suddenly turned back to Zhuo and said, "Little beauty, the master will accompany you another day." ”

I didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and I didn't raise my head.

Zhuan helped the old man to walk back, and before entering the house, he heard Mu'er's cry, and the two hurried into the house, and saw Xiao Ze hurriedly picking up Mu'er from the ground.

"Right...... I'm sorry, I just wanted to ......," Ozawa explained with his head down.

The old man touched Xiao Ze's head: "Child, don't be afraid, it's okay." ”

"Sister-in-law, am I dragging you down?"

"How so?" Tsu covered the quilt for Ozawa, "Ozawa will defend his family and the country in the future." ”

"But...... Do I really have a future? ”

"Definitely, as long as you survive this winter, you will be better than your brother."

"My brother is a blood-clothed general, but ...... I'm going to rebuild the Bloody Clothes in the future! Ozawa patted his chest and said, suddenly he coughed, and it took a long time to recover.

Looking at the starlight in Ozawa's eyes, the indescribable sourness in his heart, if he couldn't make up the cost of medicine, Ozawa might not be able to spend this month at all.

She turned her head to look at the old man who was coaxing Mu'er on his back, she had already added such a burden to the family, and she couldn't go on like this no matter what.

That day, he didn't sleep all night.

The next day, while the other three were still asleep, Zhuan prepared breakfast for the three of them as usual.

She put a letter beside Ozawa and laughed silently, laughing and laughing tears falling from her eyes.

She pushed open the door and walked out, she never thought that this would be the last time she looked at Ozawa.