Chapter 2 Where I Come From 1
Because of the climate, the people who live here are not very wealthy. Later, Wood miraculously survived, and his body was quite good-looking, and he was also very good-looking. A pair of dark blue eyes can always attract everyone's affection.
At the age of nine, the old couple both died, leaving Wood alone. Wood, who has been sensible since he was a child, does not want to add a burden to everyone and chooses to live alone.
As Wood dragged his tired body back to the edge of Colt Town, there were only two dilapidated houses. If it rains in the summer, the house will leak.
At night, Wood stretched out his left hand, and a small leaping flame appeared in the palm of his hand. With the fire, I can barely see things in the room, and the things in the house are very simple, and at first glance they look like the kind of things that have been used for a long time. Because of the humid air, some places are moldy.
Wood took out the note and looked at it carefully. This is a 10-ream note, which is not a small amount in the small town of Colt. 10 Orders you can buy a very good lamb here, and if you have a lamb and feed it well, you can sell it when the lamb has milk. In this way, I can be regarded as having a stable income, although it is not much, but after a long time, this is also a large amount.
I don't know what kind of urgency happened to the lady, but I hope she can do well. It was getting late, and Wood extinguished the fire in his palm, lay on the bed, and looked out the window at the moon. A cold wind blew, and Wood wrapped the quilt tighter around him.
In the darkness, Wood heard a small voice outside the door, and Wood said in displeasure, "You're late tonight, you know, I hate unpunctual people the most." Well, although you are not human, as an animal, you should also have your own concept of time. To punish you for being late, you just develop outside for ten minutes, oh no, five minutes. ”
Thinking that it was cold today, Wood still couldn't bear it. Hearing Wood's voice, it was quiet outside the door. Wood wrapped himself in the quilt curiously and walked lightly to the door. There was a large crack in the door, through which Wood could see a small squirrel standing outside the door.
"Oh, well, don't take it as an example. Seeing the little squirrel looking at him with teary eyes, Wood finally relented. Opening the door, the squirrel, who had teary eyes just a moment ago, immediately rushed into the room and lay down where Wood had slept just now.
"Hey, you go over there, this is my place. Wood shouted in displeasure when he saw that his place was being taken. But when the squirrel heard Wood's voice, he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, as if you dared to do anything to me.
"You guy, you're really getting more and more lawless, it seems that I'm going to find an animal that can subdue you in the future. Well, let me think, what are you most afraid of?" Wood pretended to think, and when the squirrel heard Wood's words, he quickly got up, jumped on Wood's back, and went to scratch his back.
"Hahaha, it's so itchy, for your sake, I won't bother with you today. Okay, it's not too early, we have to hurry up and go to bed, there are still many things waiting for us to do tomorrow. "Wood and the little squirrel finally fell asleep peacefully.
From an early age, Wood was able to drive small animals and make them do what they wanted. Wood understands all animals and communicates with them like friends. The little squirrel Wood had been quietly raised for several years, and now the two of them are good friends.
In the middle of the night, Wood wakes up from the cold, and from time to time snowflakes drift in through the cracks in the door. Wood glanced out of the door under the quilt, only to see that there was a white expanse outside, and the entire Colt town was covered with a layer of white.
It was early in the morning, and Wood was up just after dawn. The little squirrel stretched lazily, and then reluctantly slipped out of Wood's covers. As soon as he popped out his little head, he was frightened by the oncoming cold, and the little squirrel quickly retracted into the quilt and did not come out again.
Wood burned some snow water and served breakfast with dry bread. He left a loaf of bread for the little squirrel, who smelled it and eventually climbed out of the covers.
"Today we have a difficult task, you can also see that it is still snowing outside at this time, and it is estimated that there are fewer people at the station. But it's Bob's birthday, and I want to give him a present, so we're going to have to get the money to buy Bob anyway. Wood kept the note he had received yesterday in good condition. It is estimated that no matter what happens in the future, he will not spend this note.
It's Bob's birthday, and Wood has long thought about what to give him. Wood had long been optimistic about a hat, but because he had never saved enough money, to this day, Wood has not scraped together enough money to buy that hat.
If they can get 2 lings today, he can go buy that hat, which is a very beautiful hat made of rabbit fur. It will definitely be very warm in winter, but unfortunately today's weather is not beautiful.
In such weather, there will definitely be very few people at the train station, and if there are fewer people, it will become difficult for him to start. However, Wood decided that he was going to give it a try anyway, so today he brought in the little squirrel to help.
There were very few people on the streets, and many were still asleep at this time. Wood knew there would be a bus arriving early this morning, so he got up extra early today. As soon as he arrived at the train station, Wood found a very fat gentleman. He carried a heavy suitcase in his hand, a cane in one hand, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. At first glance, he is a rich man, and if Wood does not have an accident this time, he will definitely be able to get a good return.
As soon as the gentleman got off the train, he was startled by the sudden cold and snowflakes. The gentleman put his neck in a heavy scarf and complained disapprehensively about the abominable weather. Wood also hates weather like this, and this kind of weather is more harmful than good for Wood.
Wood asked the little squirrel to follow the gentleman quietly, and the little squirrel was very agile and difficult to spot in the heavy snow. The gentleman looked like he was going to the other half of the train, so Wood followed him unhurriedly. Soon, the little squirrel got his hands on it, and Wood took the wallet that the little squirrel had thrown over, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face.