Winter is getting deeper, and the cold is getting stronger.

Without Uncle Zhong's care, the small courtyard looks a lot dilapidated.

Wei Mo and Qin'er worked tirelessly during this time, taking care of Uncle Zhong day and night, but his health was still deteriorating.

The smell of blood and rancid smell wafted through the room.

Crash!

Qin'er took a basin of blood water and poured it on the mouth of the sewer in the courtyard, and then looked at the red water, hovering on the ice, and stopped in a daze.

It was cold, but there was a layer of sweat on her forehead, and a few strands of hair were pasted on her full forehead, and white smoke was hot from her head. The sleeves are rolled up, and the white arms are as beautiful as the best jade.

The girl's figure is getting fuller and fuller, even if it is a coarse cloth skirt, it can't hide her demeanor. The carcass of youth, like a white plum, blooms in the wind in the cold winter.

At this moment, Qin'er's mood is inversely proportional to her graceful beauty.

A gust of cold wind swept a plum petal, swirling past her eyes, falling gently on the ice, and being caught. The wind blew again, pulling the plum petals away. The wrestling of ice and wind finally torn Mei Ban'er apart.

Seeing this scene, Qin'er finally couldn't help it, squatted down and cried.

Wei Mo was in the house, helping Uncle Zhong clean his rotten wounds. Hearing Qin'er's crying, he couldn't help but feel sour.

The young man was speechless and didn't know how to appease Qin'er, so he had to secretly clench his fists and swear again that he must seek justice for Uncle Zhong.

However, before that, saving Uncle Zhong from the brink of death seems to be the most important thing.

However, the murderer did not know what evil methods were used, and although most of the wounds seemed to be shallow, they were extremely difficult to heal. It's easy to scab over, but it's falling off again the next day. Over time, those wounds began to suppurate and even rot.

Although Wei Mo had taken a lot of Seven Star Grass from the Spirit Grass Field, it was the lowest-level Spirit Grass and had little effect. Moreover, Uncle Zhong's body has now been hollowed out, and taking any spiritual herb soup is like a bamboo basket drawing water, it is just an empty one.

"Without the right healing medicine, Uncle Zhong's injuries can't be healed, what can I do?" Wei Mo secretly worried.

There was a knock on the dilapidated courtyard door, and an old but loud voice came: "Is Ah Zhong here?"

Hearing this, Wei Mo and Qin'er both perked up. Qin'er stood up to meet her, and Wei Mo didn't linger in the house, so he hurriedly got up and rushed out.

It was a white-haired old man with a slightly hunched back, dressed in a dark robe, and in good spirits. He carried two bags of things in his hand, one was pastries and the other was meat.

Qin'er hurriedly opened the door and curtsied at the old man: "Super grandpa!"

"Super Grandpa!" Wei Mo shouted as well.

If there is anyone in this big mansion that Wei Mo doesn't hate, except for the stupid cousin and Uncle Zhong's father and daughter, it is probably the one in front of him.

This is none other than Wei Chao, the chief housekeeper of the Wei Mansion.

Wei Mo didn't know how old Wei Chao was, but he had heard that he had risen all the way from his grandfather's personal attendant and had been a housekeeper in Wei Mansion for decades.

He is old, and now the specific affairs are handed over to a few little housekeepers to do, and he has entered the state of pension, and his daily life is to accompany Mrs. Wei to practice and drink tea in the back house. Extremely occasionally, he would also come to see Wei Zhong, it is said that the two had a good relationship, and Wei Chao had trained Wei Zhong as a successor.

Although Wei Chao is a slave, he is the elder of the Wei family, and his contribution is extremely high, and his status in the Wei Mansion is naturally not low. When some of the children of the side branches saw him, they all saluted. The Wei Tianyang brothers are also very courteous to Wei Chao.

Unfortunately, the world is unpredictable.

Wei Chao's sudden appearance surprised Wei Mo, and he knew that Uncle Zhong was saved.

"Na, Young Master Mo, this is the golden cinnamon cake made by the old lady's cook, which is mixed with the powder of the seven-star root, which is very good for the body. Oh, this is my nephew who went hunting some time ago and hunted a black-maned boar. I'll have the hind leg marinated and cut it into two pieces for you to taste. ”

Wei Mo's heart warmed, his eyes were red, he took the paper bag in his hand, and pulled him to the house. If there is anyone who can save Uncle Zhong at this time, it is definitely Wei Chao! Why did he forget this old gentleman in the first place?

"Slow down, young master~" Wei Chao said continuously, "Where is Ah Zhong, why don't you see him?"

"Grandpa Chao, my father ...... him" Qin'er followed behind, choking up and telling Wei Chao about Uncle Zhong.

After Wei Chao heard this, his face was very solemn, and he didn't need Wei Mora anymore, he took three steps and two steps, and rushed into the house to see what was going on.

After a cup of tea, Wei Chao came out of the room and said to Wei Mo: "Young Master Mo, Ah Zhong is seriously injured, I am afraid that I will be disabled in the future." ”

His heart was also very sad.

When Wei Chao was in the house just now, Wei Mo and Qin'er were waiting outside. He waited for Wei Chao to bring good news, and Wei Chao for the second to express his position.

As a big butler, Wei Chao's power in his hands is not small at all. In front of his grandfather and father, he can speak. Wei Mo expected him to send a word, investigate clearly, and help Uncle Zhong get justice.

It's a pity that Wei Chao only said that Wei Zhong's situation was very dangerous, but did not express his position.

"I have to hurry up and go back and help Ah Zhong dispense medicine. It's late, I'm afraid that even my life will be gone. Wei Chao said, "Young Master, this evening, will you go to me to get the medicine?"

Wei Mo nodded, although Wei Chao didn't say anything, but Uncle Zhong was finally saved, and he was still very grateful. He is young, but so many years of experience have also made him understand what it means to be involuntary in the rivers and lakes. Wei Chao didn't express his position, and he also had his difficulties.

Wei Chao sighed and glanced at Wei Mo, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Look at Qin'er again, reassure a few words, and leave.

The day after he left, Wei Mo and Qin'er had a very difficult time. Wei Mo refused to leave Uncle Zhong's side, and was pushed out by Qin'er.

"Why did you drive me away, I want to take care of Uncle Zhong!" Wei Mo was also stubborn, and shouted at his neck and Qin'er.

Qin'er's eyes were red, and after crying, they were swollen like two peaches. She had always doted on Wemo and almost did everything he wanted. But this time, she was extremely resolute and blocked the door of her father's room.

"Young master, you are our backbone and the man of this family! Compared to taking care of your father, you have more important things to do, you must become stronger, so that we will not be bullied!"

The girl's strong and crisp voice was like a heavy hammer, slamming into Wei Mo's heart.

He was stunned for a moment, and no longer had to be stubborn with Qin'er. Yes, it must be strong, and it must not be forgotten! He clenched his fists, turned around silently, and went to the courtyard to start practicing.

In the time between Wei Chao's departure and the evening meeting, Wei Mo had been cultivating. Qin'er was busy on both sides, taking care of her father's leisure, and did not forget to help Wei Mo bring tea, water and towels, very careful and gentle.