Qin Mo was extremely hungry and swallowed it voraciously, but he ate too hard and a sense of disgust came. He covered his mouth tightly and did not let himself spit it out.

After a while of easing, the vomiting sensation weakened, and the whole person also recovered a little bit of strength. "Sister Xier, what is your lady's name?"

"What are you asking about this?" Xier looked at Qin Mo with disgust.

"The fairy sister saved me. I always have to know what her name is. When I become rich in the future, I will definitely repay my kindness!"

"Ha, you're a little conscience, but our lady said that you can't tell someone of unknown origin to your name!"

As he said that, he left with something. Not only that, the door of the room was locked, and Qin Mo was locked in the room, probably because he was afraid that he would walk around.

"Just leave, leave, at least leave a kerosene lamp for me!" Qin Mo lay on the bed. The bedding was quite thick, but the temperature in the mountains was low. Even so, he still felt cold.

He curled up, thinking of the fireplace, thinking of the soft body of Sister Chu Rui, and the careful care of Sisters.

"No, I have to find a way to live here first, and then figure out what the family is. When the snow stops, I'm trying to find a way to get out.

If they could find this place, I would be able to go out in advance and come back to repay my kindness!”

Qin Mo has always repaid all grudges and thanked all kindness.

The next day, Qin Mo woke up by the cold and could only generate heat by shaking. For the first time, he felt the pain of the people at the bottom of Daqian.

The heavy snow is everywhere, which is a beautiful scenery in the eyes of literati and poets, but for the common people, it is an unbearable disaster!

Before dawn, the servants of the villa got busy.

Qin Mo pushed open the door and felt hungry and had a fever. He ate a bowl of yellow rice porridge last night. Now he is so hungry. He asked several servants in a row and looked at him with his nostrils.

There was no choice but to follow the fragrance to the kitchen, but there were only steamed cakes and steamed buns in the kitchen.

However, as soon as he entered, he was beaten out by a shrew, "Go to you, I want to eat bread and steamed buns, but I don't have your share. The lady saved you. Isn't you the master? If you want to eat, you have to work, do you understand?"

"Just give me a steamed bun, and you will have the strength when you are full!"

"Everyone didn't eat it, you're so pretty. Who do you think you are? You're so naughty, get out!" The middle-aged woman in Daqian scolded people, very strong, Qin Mo was saliva when she was sprayed.

There was nothing to do later, so I went to find Xier. Xier was in the inner courtyard and the servant ignored him.

When shouting outside, the servant took a torn rag and stuffed it into his mouth.

If a person has to bow his head under the eaves, Qin Mo will end up in such a miserable and miserable way.

But there was no choice but to lower your head, endure the pain, carry things, clean up the snow, and make your nose flow out from the cold.

It was indeed for him to eat later, but even the steamed buns the size of a child’s fist were not enough to be stuck between his teeth.

People don’t cook at noon, and people in Daqian eat two meals a day, usually in the morning and afternoon, and don’t eat at noon.

But even so, Qin Mo still had to do work. In the afternoon, his supper was a piece of Hu cake the size of a palm, and Zhou Bapi was crying when he saw it!

"The nth snow in the seventh year of Longjing is falling more than before!" Silently sang Daolang's song. At this moment, the door opened and Xier walked in, "Wei Xiaobao, Miss is looking for you!"

Qin Mo quickly got up, "Sister Xier, what are Sister Shen Xian asking me for?"

"Don't ask so much, come with me!" Xier snorted coldly.

Qin Mo limped over and soon came to an attic. In the attic, it was as warm as spring, and a fireplace was installed.

The fairy sister, what is placed in front of her is not hot pot.

The fragrance alone caught Qin Mo's greed.

"Sit!" The woman made a gesture of invitation, "Today, I am collecting folks outside. The servants are ignorant and neglect you!"

"Take a field? The fairy sister loves painting?"

Qin Mo did not look particularly hungry, but instead took the initiative to find topics. There was no way. If you want to live a better life here, you must make friends with this woman.

He worked for a day, not only to get food, but also to inquire about information, and he also gained nothing.

There is only one mistress in this Bishui Villa, who is the beautiful woman in front of her.

It's amazing!

A woman is about to go home when the Chinese New Year is coming.

There is no male owner or child, either a vassal or a single rich woman!

"Yeah, I understand a little!"

The woman nodded, "You can draw?"

Qin Mo smiled shyly, "It will be a little bit!"

The woman looked at Qin Mo with some surprise, "Sit down and eat something first. You have been hungry for a day. I have already told my servants that they will provide you with three meals a day on time in the future. However, the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, and there is not much food at home. Please take more care of it!"

"I'm not picky about food!" Qin Mo waved his hands repeatedly, and then asked curiously: "Sister Fairy, what is this?"

"Oh, this is hot pot. What the nobles in Beijing like to eat. I don't eat much. Put these foods into the mandarin duck pot and pick them up when they are cooked!"

Qin Mo looked like he suddenly realized and gave a thumbs up: "It's worthy of being the food that people in the capital like to eat, but there are so many varieties!"

The woman nodded, "Don't call me Sister Fairy, knowing each other is fate. My surname is Xiao. I see that you are the opposite of my nephew. If you don't dislike me, you can call me Aunt!"

"You are not old!"

"Ha, I'm over thirty!" Aunt Xiao said.

"Ah, I'm over thirty? I thought you were as old as me!" Qin Mo scratched his head, "Is this too young, then Aunt Xiao, where is your family?"

"I was in chaos in my early years and I was all dead!" As he said that, a hint of sadness appeared in Aunt Xiao's eyes.

Qin Mo hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Aunt Xiao!"

"A few years have passed!" Aunt Xiao waved her hand, "Eat it, I believe in Buddhism and don't get any meat!"

"Aunt, there is a saying that wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha keeps it in his heart. He wants me to say, it's nothing to eat meat or not.

Some people believe in Buddhism but do bad things behind their backs. Some people even drink and eat meat, but they are still bodhisattvas. If the Buddha knows about a believer like Aunt Xiao, he will not blame him!"

As he ate, Qin Mo put down his chopsticks, sighed, and his eyes turned red!

Aunt Xiao asked, "Okay, why are you red-eyed? The bottom of the pot is too spicy?"

Qin Mo quickly wiped his tears, "No, aunt, I just thought of my family. I escaped from Jiangnan, and my family was killed by Hai Dafu.

I am the only one in this world, and no relatives come again!”
Chapter completed!