When Li Xin returned to the small wooden house at the foot of the North Mountain, the sky had already dimmed.

Yes, this journey that originally took only one hour, he walked from noon to evening because he was injured.

Although the girl surnamed Ye did not hit him head-on, she just "wiped" her, but the fast-paced horse made him fall several meters away on the bluestone road on Desheng Street. His elbows and knees were worn out with several holes and several bloody holes.

This kind of wound doesn't hurt much when he was injured, but it will hurt more and more afterwards, especially Li Xin's clothes are very thin, so it's quite difficult for him to walk back.

By the second half, he had to wrap the newly bought quilt around him before he could barely walk back to the small wooden house at the foot of the mountain.

After returning to the cabin, Li Xin sat down next to the charcoal-burning stove. At this time, the old charcoal seller was filling in the stove with some chopped old bamboos. The room was full of anger, which made Li Xin's almost frozen body gradually warm up.

The old man selling charcoal first glanced at Li Xin, then saw the scarlet blood on his legs, coughed and said, "Has someone bullied?"

The world is not peaceful. In fact, because there is no informationization, the public security in any dynasty in ancient times would not be very good. It is normal for a young man like Li Xin to walk outside alone, beat or rob him of him.

Li Xin stretched out his hand to the stove and warmed his hands. He took a few deep breaths and forced a smile at the old man selling charcoal: "No, I fell down a lot on the way back."

Those who hit themselves are obviously either rich or noble, and those people are people that the old man who sells charcoal will never be exposed to in his entire life. If Li Xin said this matter in full, the old man might drive him out because he is afraid of the powerful.

The old man looked at Li Xin calmly, his voice hoarse: "Then your fall will be a big hit."

Before Li Xin could answer, the old man continued to ask, "Are all the charcoals sold?"

Li Xin nodded.

"It's sold all, one hundred dollars a piece."

Speaking of this, Li Xin took out a string of copper coins with two or three hundred coins left from his arms and placed them on the table beside him. Then he smiled brilliantly at the old man.

"Brother-in-law, the family in the city continues to ask for this kind of animal charcoal. From now on, we will spend a hundred dollars a piece. We will live a good life."

Cui Jiuniang's promise to Li Xin was the confidence to refuse Li Chun's "compensation". If Cui Jiuniang did not leave such a way of wealth for Li Xin, then at noon, no matter how frustrated Li Xin was in his heart, he would not reject Li Chun's gold.

When a person lives in the world, his face is very important, and his ambition is also very important, but in the face of life and death, these things seem insignificant.

After hearing Li Xin's words, the charcoal seller also looked slightly moved. He had seen the beast charcoal made by Li Xin. The two pieces of beast charcoal together would not exceed one pound. The charcoal used to be sold for only ten cents per pound, which means that in Li Xin's hands, these charcoals were sold for twenty times the price.

The old man looked at Li Xin deeply, and his hoarse voice could not hide his excitement.

"You are a capable child..."

Li Xin smiled slightly, leaned his body against the stove, and then slowly closed his eyes.

He was thinking about a question.

That is why he was so angry when he met Li Chun during the day. Logically speaking, he had just arrived in this world and was completely strangers with Li Chun. If he had followed Li Xin's previous personality of only making money without losing money, he might have lie on the ground and blackmailed the young master of the Pingnan Marquis' Mansion. He would never have pretended to be a big-tailed wolf and refused that considerable compensation.

But at that time, he felt anger for no reason.

After thinking about it, it was probably because another reason why Li Xin's will did not completely dissipate?

After roasting for a while, Li Xin moved his injured arm with difficulty and opened the bag behind him. There were a pair of cotton shoes with some soil and a jacket that was not particularly thick. Li Xin reached out and called the charcoal seller over and chuckled softly: "Come on, Niu Niu, this is bought by my brother for you, try putting it on."

Cotton coats in this era were not cheap, so the money Li Xin earned was not enough to buy two sets of clothes.

There are certainly many absolute egoists in this world, but Li Xin has not reached that level yet. He cannot see a little girl of five or six years old, covered in frozen purple, wearing straw sandals walking in the snow.

So he bought himself a quilt, a pair of cotton shoes and a cotton coat for the little girl.

Anyway, as long as you survive this night and get more "beast charcoal" tomorrow, you can roughly prepare all the equipment for the three people to spend the winter.

The charcoal seller shrankly and glanced at the cotton shoes in Li Xin's hand, not daring to come over.

Children from poor families are often born with a sense of inferiority complex.

This kind of inferiority complex will make a person unable to do things and be unable to let go of his words and deeds. This is also one of the reasons why poor families rarely offer noble children. The reason why Cui Jiuniang looks up to Li Xin is because of Li Xin's attitude of being neither humble nor arrogant.

Li Xin smiled with a squinted eyes and did not force it. Then he stuffed his shoes and cotton coat into the old man's hand, held the newly bought quilt and limped back to his bed.

It was said to be a bed, but it was actually just a "nest" made of straw. Last night, this nest made Li Xin unable to sleep all night.

I don’t know if it was because of being “deathed” by the cold, but Li Xin became particularly afraid of the cold.

But now there is a warm quilt, which makes Li Xin sleep comfortably.

In the dream, another Li Xin's memory was placed in front of Li Xin like video clips.

In the dream, Li Xin saw this unlucky child being denounced as a bastard by the people of the Pingnan Marquis Mansion, saw the slaves driven out of the Pingnan Marquis Mansion, and saw him and his uncle curled up in the dilapidated temple, trembling all over.

So he woke up at midnight.

Li Xin opened his eyes and shrank into the warm quilt.

Originally, he was just an outsider and had a little sympathy for another Li Xin's experience, but now he actually felt a little empathy.

He could even recall the coldness in the dilapidated temple.

Li Xin slowly closed his eyes, feeling a little complicated.

According to his original plan, he just wanted to make some money and then see if he could return to the world of bright lights and wine. If not, he would live well in this world. But now, he wanted to help a bunch of unlucky children who were frozen to death.

Thinking of this, Li Xin whispered softly.
Chapter completed!