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The boy ran back and forth between the mouths of the alleys.

  The woman's loving eyes followed the boy's footsteps, while sewing the damaged clothes in her hands, she looked towards the entrance of the alley from time to time.

  "Dad, Dad is back!"

  The boy suddenly shouted in surprise.

  The wolf man with a pair of brown wolf ears walked into the alley, full of fatigue. Under the expectant eyes of the boy, he took out a small bag of candy wrapped in oil paper from his coat pocket.

  "That's great, thank you Dad."

  The man touched the boy's head with a smile on his face: "Let's go eat while I chat with my mother for a while."

  The boy nodded sensibly and ran away.

  The man came to the woman and squatted down.

  The woman complained with some distress: "You are doing manual labor. If you have this money, you might as well buy yourself a piece of meat to replenish your body."

  The man smiled and said: "I've already eaten, there is meat, don't worry. I'm lucky today. I found an employer who is willing to pay a daily salary. Coupled with the bread sent by the kind man last night, we can survive for a few more days." , you can move into an apartment on the Po River.”

  "Thank goodness."

  His wife had an expectant look on her face.

  They had visited an apartment by the Po River together. It was the most cost-effective place for their family of three to live at the moment. The owner of the apartment was also a kind and generous person and promised them a partial rent exemption.

  She couldn't help coughing quietly for a while.

  The man patted the woman's back gently and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

  "I took a day off today and sweated a little, so I'm feeling much better."

  When the man heard what she said, he stretched out his hand to touch his wife's forehead uneasily: "Don't take it lightly. Two days ago, you were shivering from the cold at night, and today you have a fever and sweat. I'm worried that you have malaria. Tomorrow, I'll go ask for malaria. A doctor will diagnose you."

  "Forget it, Yorick."

  The woman begged in a low voice: "I want to move into the apartment first. At the very least, Jack will not have to hide in this secluded corner with me every day. When you were not here at noon today, we were almost robbed by a man. If it weren't for Robert, we would live there." In the alley next to me, I didn’t dare to think what would happen if I heard the noise and came out to stop it.”

  The man couldn't help but hesitate.

  They were in urgent need of a place to stay. Those hotels in the slums were full of thieves, thieves, robbers, and gangsters. It was better to live there in this sheltered and hidden alley.

  It will undoubtedly cost a lot of money to hire a doctor.

  Not only the medical fees, but the tonic water to treat malaria is also extremely expensive. It is said to be a drug produced in the New World. If he treats his wife first, he may waste all the savings he has accumulated from working part-time every day during this period. .

  For a moment, the man couldn't help but frowned deeply.

  "Don't worry, Yorick, I'll be fine."

  The woman grabbed his hand and showed a weak but gentle smile: "I swear to you, I'm much better."

  Her face was very pale, but the warmth from her palms was frighteningly cold.

  The man hurriedly picked up the blanket and covered the woman with a calm and powerful voice: "Don't worry, I will take care of everything."

  As he said this, he had already made up his mind to invite a doctor over. Even if it cost him most of the money he had saved, he could still jointly rent an apartment with the "neighbors" in the alley next door.

  Originally he thought his neighbors were unreliable.

  But from what happened today, at least Robert's family is trustworthy.

  With this in mind, he got up and started working, setting up the tent in a smooth arc to avoid being crushed by the snow when sleeping at night.

  ...

  at this time.

  Lothar was riding in a carriage with Lavinia, heading towards the neighborhood where homeless people gathered.

  The road condition in Turin is very bad. Most places are gravel roads, and only a few important roads are paved with stone slabs or wooden boards.

  Although it was getting very late at this time, perhaps because of the festival celebrations, several carriages still passed by from time to time on the streets lit by gas street lamps. The iron wheels ran over the gravel road, and the axles and the bodies of the carriages collided with each other, making a creaking sound. sound.

  The lamplighters carried ladders, climbed up to the tall street lamps, and lit them one by one.

  Lothar suddenly felt a chill on the tip of her nose.

  He subconsciously raised his head and saw countless tiny snowflakes falling in the dark night sky, dancing in the wind. Unknowingly, the whole world was covered with a layer of white snowflakes.

  "Ah, it's actually snowing!"

  Lavinia opened her palms in surprise and watched a crystal clear snowflake melt in her palms.

  But the surprise on her face was soon replaced by distress.

  Snow is not a good thing for most people. It blocks traffic, makes roads slippery, and causes temperatures to plummet. This is especially true for the poor, especially the homeless, who find it difficult to find a place to shelter from the wind. Snowy place.

  Under the bridge, deep in the alley with balconies, it is impossible to accommodate everyone. They parked the car where they had parted last night.

  Lothar took out his wallet and settled the travel expenses with the coachman.

  In this era, carriage drivers had a relatively decent job. If they owned a carriage of their own and had it registered and licensed, they would be considered middle class.

  "Dear gentleman, beautiful lady, I have to advise you two, if you want to explore the wild, it is still too dangerous here. The deserted alleys and under the bridges are now filled with farmers and scavengers who come to the city to work. .During this period, I often heard rumors about girls from good families being defiled, or workers walking at night being robbed."

  Although this gentleman was not generous at all, and did not even pay him an extra fare because of the bad weather, but adhering to professional ethics, the coachman still reminded him kindly.

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  Lothar couldn't help laughing and said with a smile: "Thank you for the reminder, but we are not afraid of danger."

  Lothar took off his hat, revealing his eye-catching animal ears.

  After shaking off the snowflakes on it, he put it back on his head.

  The coachman quickly took off his hat, held it in his hand, and said very cautiously: "It turns out it's the master of the family. I took the liberty."

  At this point, he had no intention of asking what the two of them were doing in these remote places - in Turin, the attitude of ordinary people towards the wolves was often the same, they just stayed away from them in fear.

  The carriage is drifting away.

  Lothar tightened her coat and led Lavinia on the night walk again.

  The influx of a large number of foreign people into Turin has not only brought a huge cheap labor force to Turin, but it has also brought serious public security and sanitation problems to the city of Turin. Many bridge openings and remote alleys have become a big garbage. This has also intensified the conflicts between local citizens and outsiders.

  As for this remote alley, the environment is pretty good.

  Occasionally, when I turn the corner, I can find a piece or several pieces of frozen excrement.

  Lothar subconsciously looked at Lavinia's expression and found that she only frowned slightly. She couldn't help laughing and said: "No wonder the coachman said that this is not a good place to explore wild places. When I came here by myself last night, I almost stepped on it." arrive."

  Lavinia said seriously: "Fortunately, it's not snowing heavily now, otherwise who knows if we would get a surprise if we step on it."

  She didn't understand what the coachman meant by "looking for wild things".

  Lavinia was holding a folded cheap cotton coat in her arms, while Lothar was still holding a bag of black bread in her arms. They were all cheap commodities, but they were also in short supply at this time.

  "Someone lives here, please leave!"

  In front of me, the man I met last night spoke again.

  Lothar raised her voice and said, "We met last night."

  The man walked out of the shadows with some surprise. Looking at the two men and women who were incompatible with the surrounding scene, his ears subconsciously stood up, showing a vigilant mood: "What are you doing here?"

  "Don't worry, we are not bad people. I am Lothar, and this is Miss Lavinia. This winter is extremely cold, and there are so many homeless people coming into the city. We are wondering if we can do anything within our capabilities. Inside, help some people.”

  Lothar smiled kindly.

  The man couldn't believe it.

  During the time he had been in Turin, he had not met many good people.

  Would these brightly dressed people really be willing to help vagrants who were regarded as potential thieves, robbers, and criminals for free?

  But after he saw clearly the faces of Lothar and Lavinia, his vigilance was slightly lowered. Both of them had very decent looks, especially Lothar, who looked very kind and gave people a sense of intimacy.

  On the contrary, it was that woman who had a... well, a feeling of being superior?
  "My name is Yorick and this is my wife Alice and my son Jack."

  Lothar stood there and said: "Good night, Yorick. We want to talk to you. Our abilities are limited, and not all of the wanderers are worthy of help, so we hope to find out something from you. information."

  Yorick hesitated for a moment, glanced at the paper bags carried by the two, and said: "Please come with me, if you don't mind the simplicity of our settlement. Also, thank you for the bread you sent last night."

  As he spoke, he nodded slightly to Lothar.

  Lothar took off her hat in return, and Lavinia lifted her skirt and bowed slightly.

  By this time, Yorick was almost completely relieved.

  Because he didn't think that his little fortune was worth spending so much thought on two such beautiful people.

  "Who's here, Robert?"

  In the distance, a woman's questioning voice came.

  Yorick glanced at the two of them and explained: "No, it was the kind person who gave us bread last night."

  "Yeah, please invite them over to warm themselves over the fire."

  Lothar and Lavinia came to the campfire and stood still.

  The camp of Yorick's family of three is very simple, with just a tent and a piece of shade covered by a tarpaulin suspended by a rope. The square inch of land surrounded by square low buildings is very cramped.

  But this temporary residence was hard to come by. If it weren't for Yorick's skill, he definitely wouldn't have been able to occupy it.