Shuo Yu was a little confused. He held Maodou in his arms and sighed at the pair of green eyes. "Why did you follow me?"
He touched the warm fur in his arms, looked at the big snowflakes floating in the sky, and shrank his neck.
After staying in the humid and hot Zenda for a long time, even he had forgotten that the winter in the Northeast is very cold. Anyone who walks outside in winter dressed like him is a fool. Shuo Yu didn't walk in the snow for long before he was shivering with cold. There was no leather coat or cotton shoes for him to wear at Jiqipo, so he just changed the original two pieces of clothing into three pieces, which was not cold-resistant at all.
He had no other choice but to walk aimlessly in the white plains. He didn't even know where he was.
Finally, when he was finally covered in the face by the big snowflakes that hit him mercilessly and fainted in the snow, Maodou, who had been tightly held in his arms, meowed anxiously, jumped out, looked at him several times, and finally decided,
"Meow (Human, I'll leave your life to you, cat.)"
Before, Maodou had been absorbing the spiritual energy emanating from Shuoyu unconsciously, so in fact, Maodou is now much more resistant to cold than Shuoyu, a fragile human.
After a few jumps, Maodou disappeared in the vast snowy plain and was no longer seen, leaving only a few cat paw prints.
When Shuoyu opened his eyes again, he saw a dark grey wall and a warm kang beneath him. He had also changed his clothes. They were not as clean as before, but they were very warm. Soft cotton wrapped around his body. The air was filled with the aroma of food, which was particularly tempting.
So was he picked up and brought home by someone? Or did he travel through time again?
Shuo Yu sat up and looked around, not understanding where he was. The first thing he did when he woke up was to confirm that Chang Feng behind him was not lost. He breathed a sigh of relief. The humming sound of Chang Feng responded to him happily. The other party changed his clothes but did not take away his Chang Feng.
"Hey, brother, are you awake?"
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a very friendly voice from the other side of the door, followed by a series of not-so-light footsteps, a whistling sound of cold wind, and then it returned to silence. The snowy wind was blocked outside by the door. He stretched his head to see who had brought him here.
He saw a middle-aged woman with a headscarf wrapped tightly on her head, revealing only a pair of eyes. Her shoulders and head were covered with a thin layer of snow. She appeared in front of him and sat beside him. He stared at this woman in a daze, blinked his eyes, and spoke tentatively.
"Um, ma'am, where is this place?"
Ma Dajie, the kindhearted person who took Shuoyu home, carried the cat in her arms and put it in Shuoyu's arms. Looking at the young man in front of her, she originally wanted to go to the city to find her son, but was stopped by Maodou on the way. Then she saw Shuoyu fainted in the snow and was unconscious.
Sister Ma waved her hands and said it was nothing. She touched the warm kang, crossed her legs, and looked at Shuo Yu. She was a little curious about where this guy came from. He didn't even bring a thick piece of clothing when he went out.
"Hey, big brother, where are you from? It's freezing here. How are you? Are you feeling better now?"
Shuo Yu looked at the roasted sweet potato stuffed into his hand and Maodou who raised his little head proudly towards him and couldn't help but smile softly. The roasted sweet potato was not big, not even as big as his palm, but it was very warm, ironing his scabby left palm all the way to his heart, making him feel tingling and numb.
"I'm from the south. I didn't expect it to be so cold here. I haven't been back for a long time. Big sister, where are my old clothes?"
Shuo Yu wanted to know where the clothes he was wearing had gone. They were one of the few clean and intact clothes they had at Jiqipo. Xiao Zui had made them for him.
Sister Ma smiled, and while eating a roasted sweet potato, she looked at the fair-skinned young man with a scholarly air, and told him not to worry.
"Well, I've packed it up for you. Don't worry, I won't do anything else. My son is only a few years younger than you. I was going to the city to look for my son."
"Thank you, big sister."
Shuo Yu looked at the neatly folded clothes in front of him and the edamame licking his shoulder, and smiled sheepishly. He might have overestimated himself a bit, and slowly relaxed. He was a bit afraid of the rope after being bitten by a snake once. When he was in the world of cultivation, he often encountered beggars. His luck in this regard was not very good.
After talking with this elder sister, I learned that her surname was Ma. Her son had gone out a few days ago and had not returned for four or five days. When Sister Ma went to look for her son, she happened to meet Maodou who was looking for help in the snow, and she saved him.
Shuoyu nodded, listened, agreed from time to time, ate the roasted sweet potato in his mouth carefully, and touched the clothes on his body. He was wearing the clothes of the other person's son, but they fit him well.
Ma's family has been hunting in the mountains for generations. Her husband has been dead for more than ten years. She has raised her son alone and suffered a lot during these years. That's why she went out in the snow to go to the city to find her son.
Shuo Yu looked at those innocent eyes, her red hands that remained unchanged even after she returned to the room, and the simple but cozy little home around them, and remained silent. He was wearing ordinary people's clothes this time, and in order to avoid any unnecessary trouble, he didn't even take a gun. He only brought Changfeng and a temporary member, Maodou.
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