Chapter 209

A week later

"Squeak."

In late autumn, I don't know why, this year's snow came earlier than in previous years. Since three days ago, there has been a blizzard. This originally busy street has suddenly become deserted.

When I opened the door of the hospital, it was snowy and covered with snow. The avenue in front of the store was still covered with snow because it was in a remote corner of the imperial capital.

Not far away, a bent figure swept the snow a little, but it was a drop in the bucket compared with the flying snow.

In a white world, the house was covered with snow, covering its original color. Chen Xiaoming wrapped his coat, put on his luggage, stepped out and locked the door of the medical school behind him.

"Uncle Chen, get up so early to drink again?"

Daniel, who got up early not far away, saw Chen Xiaoming's figure at a glance. He smiled and said.

This week, Chen Xiaoming got up early and went to the restaurant for a day. Among the neighbors, some people said that Chen Xiaoming liked the woman singing in the restaurant, so he ran so hard.

Daniel naturally heard such rumors, but he loved them. Uncle Chen grew old and was always alone. Daniel also hoped that he could find a partner and accompany each other.

"No, Daniel, you Uncle Chen, I'm leaving."

He paced lightly and came to Daniu blacksmith's shop. A week ago, Chen Xiaoming had decided to go his own way.

"Uncle Chen, are you going back?"

Daniel was stunned when he heard the speech. When he was young, he once asked where Uncle Chen's home was, but the answer was far away.

He only knew that Uncle Chen came here just to make money. He said that only when he made enough money can he go back and marry his daughter-in-law, because Uncle Chen's hometown needs to give bride price money, a lot of money.

"No, I just want to go out and come back."

Shook his head and went home? In just a few decades, Chen Xiaoming almost forgot his former home.

"Daniel, help me get some more pots of fruit bars."

It seems that the snow is flying with a bit of cold. Chen Xiaoming tightens the fur coat on the tight fitting again and tightens the leather hat on his head.

Daniel answered and hurried back to the house. After a while, he was carrying a brown baggage. A wine pot could be seen in the baggage.

"Uncle Chen, it's cold. Take it on the road."

He handed the baggage out. Chen Xiaoming nodded, took it, hung it behind him, then looked around, stopped his eyes on Daniel, patted the latter on the shoulder, and a trace of invisible light was integrated into Daniel's body.

The light mass turned into a warm current, moistening Daniel's body.

"Eh, how does it feel like it's not too cold?"

After moving his muscles and bones, Daniel made a sound in his mouth. He grabbed the snow on one side. The original cold snow can't feel much cold in Daniel's hands at the moment.

"Hehe, let's go."

With two chuckles, Chen Xiaoming didn't point it out. As soon as he turned around, he left quite freely.

Walking step by step, stepping on the snow made a soft sound. The snowflakes all over the sky danced and fell on Chen Xiaoming's body, white clothes and leather hats, gradually falling snowflakes. Unconsciously, Chen Xiaoming's figure has disappeared in the distant street.

Daniel didn't come back until Chen Xiaoming left. He forgot to ask Chen Xiaoming how many days he had to go this time.

He glanced at the closed hospital opposite, and Daniel didn't care. After all, Chen Xiaoming had been out for a visit before.

The wind was cold and the snow was getting a little bigger. Daniel shook his head and packed up the tools of the blacksmith's shop. In such weather, no one would come to make iron.

He simply didn't open today. He closed the door of the shop directly, took out a pot of fruit wine from the room and went to Wang Lin next to the medical hall.

"Uncle Wang must be greedy for wine on such a cold day."

With a smile on his face, Daniel seemed to return to his childhood when he helped Wang Lin steal wine every day.

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The snow is flying, and the snowflakes all over the sky are fluttering between heaven and earth. Chen Xiaoming footprints step by step. Originally, there are few pedestrians on this avenue because of the snow. Like Chen Xiaoming, he is the only one who is fearless of wind and snow and walks slowly.

"Eh, that seems to be Dr. Chen from Beicheng."

The busy people who got up early along the way, under the eaves, saw Chen Xiaoming coming, glanced unconsciously, and then recognized Chen Xiaoming.

For ten years, Chen Xiaoming was quite famous in this great imperial capital under the skill of alchemy. Many people in the imperial capital have received Chen Xiaoming's favor.

"Dr. Chen, it's snowy. Get an umbrella quickly."

A plump looking woman with an oil paper umbrella in her hand ran over in the snow and handed her umbrella.

Chen Xiaoming glanced at the woman, then nodded and took the oil paper umbrella. He remembered that he saved the woman's life a few years ago. At that time, he thought that his family was poor and didn't charge him.

"Thank you."

Open the oil paper umbrella, Chen Xiaoming said to the woman slightly. His eyes drifted between the oil paper umbrella and the woman. In his heart, he seemed to understand the cause and effect.

Saving people is the cause and giving umbrellas is the result. Is this cause and effect?

Chen Xiaoming seems to feel something in his heart, but he still doesn't feel enough. Knowing and understanding are two different concepts.

The woman didn't stay too much in the heavy snow. After giving her umbrella to Chen Xiaoming, she turned and ran to a figure not far away.

There was a man waiting quietly with an oil paper umbrella. The woman quickly rushed under the umbrella, lovingly held the man's arm, turned around and nodded gratefully to Chen Xiaoming.

Chen Xiaoming smiled, but his eyes looked behind the man. The child with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain had innocence like snow in each other's eyes.

Holding the woman's hand in one hand and the man's hand in the other hand, I am not afraid of the wind and snow all over the sky.

Chen Xiaoming stopped. The woman and the man picked up the child and left sweetly. Chen Xiaoming shook his head with a bitter smile until his figure disappeared in the distance.

The snow is still falling. Chen Xiaoming turns around and has an oil paper umbrella in his hand. The originally lonely and cold atmosphere is a little more warm.

The gate of the imperial capital was not closed because of the snow. Even if it snowed heavily, there were still many pedestrians busy for a living in and out of the gate.

Chen Xiaoming was like an ordinary person. He walked in the team out of the city. He was inconspicuous until he went out of the city gate and looked at the vast snow outside the capital. Chen Xiaoming's eyes flashed a light.

"From today on, I will go my own way."