Ai Mingshan rushed away from the old house all the way, if it weren't for Ai Daquan by his side, he almost fell into the ditch on the side of the road several times.

"Master, be careful." Ai Daquan said urgently.

Ai Mingshan walked breathlessly.

The liquor he had drunk in the old mansion just now was all reversed at this time, and he only felt that his blood was hot and his eyes were about to split.

What did the fairy drunk proprietress say?

The person who deceived her was also surnamed Ai...... took Ai Qiaoqiao's father's recipe to deceive people......

Ai Mingshan had never felt so desperate as he did now.

He has been looking forward to a good life all his life, hoping that his sons will have a good life and be able to bring this family up and prosper.

However, what he used up all his efforts to support was a white-eyed wolf who ate and drank the blood of his relatives.

Ai Mingshan entered the courtyard, did not enter the upper room, but went straight to the firewood stack.

He pulled out a stick the thickness of a walnut and pulled it out of the pyre with all his might, but he had trouble with his legs and feet, and he failed several attempts.

"Daquan!" The old man shouted, "Come and help!" ”

Ai Daquan hurriedly ran over and helped him pull the stick out of the pyre.

The old man weighed it with a stick in his hand, "Go and call your second uncle to the room." ”

Ai Daquan was confused.

His grandfather was fine when he went just now, why did he come back like he was holding his breath, what's wrong?

"My second uncle is still injured, although he can go to the ground, he is still raising ......," Ai Daquan hesitated.

"Call me this brute!" Ai Mingshan raised his hand and hit Ai Daquan's calf with a stick.

Ai Daquan was in pain, so frightened that he didn't dare to explain anymore, and hurriedly entered Ai Yonggui's house.

Ai Mingshan limped into the upper room with a cane.

Ma Shi put down the needle and thread in his hand to greet him, and helped him sit on the edge of the kang.

"Why did you come back so soon? I'm supposed to be the dead girl and I'll stay with you for dinner. Ma snorted and smelled a strong smell of wine, "How many catties of meat did she bring back for you?" ”

Ai Mingshan pursed his lips, "No." ”

"What!" Ma's face fell suddenly, "She really didn't give you pork?" ”

Ai Mingshan was on crutches in one hand and tightly clutching the stick in the other, no matter how Ma asked him why Ai Qiaoqiao didn't bring them pork back, he didn't say a word.

After a while, Ai Daquan helped Ai Yonggui come in from outside the door.

Ai Yonggui was punished in prison and beaten on the board, but it didn't hurt his life, plus the recent period of recuperation, his recovery was even better than the original Ma's.

"Get on your knees!" Ai Mingshan splits his head and covers his face.

Ai Yonggui was puzzled, "Dad, what's wrong with you...... Drunk? ”

As soon as he entered, he also smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

"You brute, kneel for me!" Ai Mingshan slammed the ground with the cane in his hand.

Ai Yonggui knelt down reluctantly, but his eyes were staring at Ma's vigorously, "Mother, what's wrong with Dad?" Half in the bag? ”

Ma Shi stepped forward and wanted to hold Ai Mingshan's arm, but was thrown away by the other party, the old man raised the stick in his hand, and leaned on the smell of wine in his chest, and pumped wildly towards Ai Yonggui.

Ai Yonggui was beaten, and shouted while hiding, "Dad, my son is still injured, are you trying to kill me?" ”

"If only I could be killed!" Ai Mingshan exhaled a vicious breath, "Let me ask you, how much silver did you cheat by selling the recipe to the immortals?" ”

"Daddy!" Ai Yonggui's eyes widened in shock.

As soon as Ma Shi heard the word "silver", he immediately pricked up his ears.

"What silver, what did Yonggui sell to the immortals?"

"The recipe, it's the recipe for making sausages!" Ai Mingshan raised the stick in his hand and hit Ai Yonggui again.

Ai Yonggui grinned, holding his head and dodging around, and finally Ma came over to stop Ai Mingshan.

"Old man, don't be in a hurry to fight first, what kind of silver did you just say?"

Ai Mingshan is old, and after drinking, beating people is a tiring job, he stood there and snorted, "You ask him, let him say it himself!" He pointed a stick at Ai Yonggui.

Ai Yonggui was pointed at by the stick, and his body shrank for a moment, "How did Dad know that the recipe was sold by his son to the immortal drunk......"

"You still want to deny it, today's immortal drunk proprietress came to our Xiaofang Village, if she didn't know that you are my son, my old face would have to be explained there today, everyone knows that I have a good son, a son of interest, actually deceived the head of the immortal drunk, do you think my old bones have lived too long, right?"

The corners of Ai Yonggui's mouth twitched, "How could the immortal drunk proprietress come to Xiaofang Village?" ”

Ai Mingshan ignored his question, but glared at him fiercely.

Coupled with Ma's questioning, Ai Yonggui had no choice but to bow his head and say: "I sold the recipe for a hundred taels of silver." ”

"What, a hundred taels!" Ma's eyes immediately lit up, "What about the money, where is the money?" ”

Ai Yonggui had a bitter face, "Mother, I don't want to earn more money for the family to celebrate the New Year, who ......knows?"

Before the words fell, the stick in Ai Mingshan's hand smashed directly on his head.

This hit him in the eye.

"One hundred taels, you say it again!" Mount Emin roared.

Ai Yonggui covered his head with his hands, and it took a long time to recover his strength, and when he looked up again, his head was swollen.

"Yes...... Sold for two hundred ......" he peeked at Ai Mingshan's face, "No, it's three hundred taels." ”

Ma Shi howled, "Three hundred taels,, you black-hearted, you sold so much money for our old couple but didn't see a big money, you unfilial thing, I pulled you up with a handful of and urine, you who have lost your conscience, you have money but don't give it to your father and your mother, your heart has been eaten by dogs......"

Ai Yonggui had a bitter face aggrieved, "I originally wanted to give you the money, but later because of Xiaoling's family affairs, I needed to take care of the yamen...... If you don't help me, the family can't afford it, if I don't take care of it, I will die in prison a long time ago, where can I get out alive. ”

Since he entered the prison, although Ai Mingshan was disappointed in this son in his heart, he was still his own son, and he couldn't turn a blind eye.

wanted to ask Ma's to raise money, but Ma's was punished by the yamen again, and the family couldn't come up with the money at all, so it was delayed.

Ai Yonggui thought that his words would make the old couple pity him, just like before, as long as he pretended to be pitiful and said sincerely, they would forgive him again.

Because he alone is the hope of this family.

Who else could the old man point at besides him?

Ai Tiancheng? Jokes, an honest dealer who will only bow his head and farm, what can he do.

Ai Daquan? It's even more useless to pack one, I don't know a few big characters, and I don't even know the most basic flattery after working in a restaurant for so many years.

Ai Qiaoqiao's little girl is a lot of noise, but she is a female baby after all, and the old man will never bet on a female baby.

Ai Yonggui thought it was beautiful in his heart, but the next stick smashed his fantasy hard.

The stick in Ai Mingshan's hand hit Ai Yonggui's shoulder, breaking into two at once, and without the stick, the old man simply picked up his crutches and hit him continuously with the iron-clad end.

"Dad, what's wrong with you, Dad, you're going to beat your son to death, what did your son do!"

"I ask you, whose recipe is it! Isn't it your third brother Jinghong's! Ai Mingshan's eyes were cracked, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be bleeding.