big dry son-in-law

Chapter 299 Call me aunt!
Qin Mo was very hungry and started to devour the food, but he ate too much and felt nauseated. He covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from spitting it out.

After a while, the feeling of vomiting subsided, and the whole person regained a little strength. "Sister Xi'er, what is your young lady's name?"

"Why are you asking this?" Xi'er looked at Qin Mo with disgust.

"Then the fairy sister saved me. I must know her name. When I become rich in the future, I will definitely repay the favor!"

"Oh, you have some conscience, but our lady said you can't tell your name to people of unknown origin!"

After saying that, he took the things and left. Not only that, the door was also locked, and Qin Mo was locked in the room, probably because he was afraid that he would wander around.

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

He curled up, thinking of the fireplace, Sister Churui's soft body, and the sisters' careful care.

"No, we have to find a way to survive here first, and then figure out who this family is, and then we'll think of a way out after the snow stops.

If only they could search here, I would be able to go out early, and then come back to repay the favor! "

Qin Mo has always been a man who must avenge his enemies and express gratitude for his kindness.

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

The heavy snowfall is a beautiful sight in the eyes of literati and poets, but to the common people, it is an unbearable disaster!
Before dawn, the servants of the villa were busy.

Qin Mo opened the door, feeling hungry and feverish. He ate a bowl of yellow rice porridge last night, and now he was very hungry. He asked several servants in succession, and they all looked at him with their nostrils.

I had no choice but to follow the scent to the kitchen, but in the kitchen there were only steamed cakes and steamed buns.

However, as soon as the front foot went in, the back foot was beaten out by a shrew, "Fuck you, you still want to eat cakes and steamed buns. It's not your share. The lady saved you, but I didn't make you a master. I want to eat." Things have to work, understand?”

"Just give me a steamed bun. Only when I'm full will I have strength!"

"Everyone hasn't eaten yet. You're the only one with such a big face. Who do you think you are? You're a bastard. Get out of here!" The middle-aged woman from Daqian started to curse. She was so strong that Qin Mo was sprayed all over his face. saliva.

I had no choice but to go find Xi'er. Xi'er was in the inner courtyard and the servants ignored him.

When he shouted outside, the servants took a rag and stuffed it into his mouth.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves, and he, Qin Mo, would end up in such a miserable state.

But I had no choice but to lower my head, endure the pain, carry things, clear the snow, and my nose was so cold that my nose ran.

There was indeed food for him in the back, but even the steamed buns the size of a child's fist were not enough to fit between his teeth.

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

But even so, Qin Mo still had to work. In the afternoon, his dinner was a palm-sized biscuit, which made Zhou Papi cry when he saw it!
"The Nth snowfall in the seventh year of Longjing is heavier than before!" Daolang's song was sung silently. At this moment, the door opened and Xi'er walked in, "Wei Xiaobao, Miss is looking for you. !”

Qin Mo quickly got up, "Sister Xi'er, what do you want from the fairy sister to me?"

"Don't ask so many questions, come with me!" Xi'er snorted coldly.

Qin Mo followed limpingly, and not long after, he came to an attic. The attic was as warm as spring, and a fireplace was installed.

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

The scent alone aroused Qin Mo's greed. "Sit down!" The woman made a gesture of invitation, "Today, I was outside collecting news, but my servant was ignorant and neglected you!"

"Collecting styles? Fairy sister loves painting?"

Qin Mo didn't look particularly hungry. Instead, he took the initiative to find a topic. He had no choice but to live a better life here, so he must make friends with this woman.

He worked for a day, not only to get food, but also to get information, and it was not without gain.

There is only one mistress in this Bishui Villa, and she is this incredibly beautiful woman in front of her.

Wonderful!

A woman will not go home until the Chinese New Year.

There is no male host, no children, either a widow or a single rich woman!
"Well, I understand a little bit!"

The woman nodded, "Can you draw?"

Qin Mo smiled shyly, "I know how to do it!"

The woman looked at Qin Mo with some surprise, "Sit down and eat something first. You have been hungry all day. I have already told my servants that I will provide you with three meals a day on time. However, the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, and the food at home is not available." It’s not a lot, so please bear with me!”

"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. It's something that the nobles in the capital love to eat. I don't eat much. Just put the food into the mandarin duck pot and pick it up when it's cooked!"

Qin Mo looked like he suddenly realized something and gave a thumbs up: "As expected of Beijing people's favorite food, there are so many varieties!"

The woman nodded, "Don't call me fairy sister. We are destined to meet each other. My surname is Xiao. I think you are the opposite age to my nephew. If you don't mind, you can call me aunt!"

"You are not very old!"

"Oh, I'm over 30!" Aunt Xiao said.

"Ah, over 30? I thought you were as old as me!" Qin Mo scratched his head, "You are too young, right? What about Aunt Xiao, where is your family?"

"In the early days of war, everyone died!" As she said this, Aunt Xiao showed a trace of sadness in her eyes.

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

"It's been years!" Aunt Xiao waved her hand, "Eat it, I believe in Buddhism and don't eat meat!"

"Auntie, there is a saying that goes well. After wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha left it in his heart. Let me tell you, it doesn't matter if you eat meat or not.

Some people do bad things even if they believe in Buddhism secretly. Even if some people drink alcohol and eat meat, they still have the heart of a Bodhisattva. For a believing girl like Aunt Xiao, even if the Buddha knew about it, he would not blame her! "

While eating, 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 were all killed by Hai Dafu.

I am the only one in this world, and I have no relatives left! "

Qin Mo burst into tears thinking of the grievances he had suffered in recent days and his parents in another world!
(End of this chapter)