There was chaos in the courtyard of Lao Ai's family.

Ma's curses, Ai Daquan's exclamations, and Qiu's screams were all mixed together.

Ai Qiaoqiao and Ai Xiaoling stretched their necks to look at the excitement in the yard.

"Sister Qiaoqiao, should we go over?" Ai Xiaoling said uneasily.

"I'm not going." Ai Qiaoqiao pouted, if they passed, wouldn't the Ma clan have a step.

Ai Yonggui and Ai Qiaohua also came out at this time and stepped forward to dissuade them.

Ai Tiancheng just knelt there with his head down, and relied on Ma Shi to beat him.

No matter how Ma cursed, Ai Tiancheng always insisted on his request: to divide the family, separate their family of three, and live alone.

Seeing that Ma Shi was about to get off the stage, she suddenly rolled her eyes and fell straight back.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you!" Ai Yonggui exclaimed.

Ai Qiaohua was frightened and cried, "Mother, don't scare me......"

Seeing that Ma Shi fainted, Ai Tiancheng had to get up and support Ma Shi.

"Big brother, you quickly carry my mother to the house." Ai Qiaohua said urgently.

Ai Tiancheng called his son Ai Daquan, and the two worked together to carry Ma into the house.

Ai Mingshan sat on the edge of the kang on crutches.

He listened to all the movement outside just now, but he never showed up.

Separation......

These two words are like a knife to him.

For him, his children are surrounded by him, his children and grandchildren are in groups, and when others mention it, he can't help but stretch out his fingers, and this kind of life is what he is thinking about.

If the family is separated, each has its own way, outsiders don't say it to their faces, but behind their backs, they may not be able to poke their backbones.

But how can those who can live in harmony be separated and live alone?

Besides, Lao Ai's family is not too populous to fit in, so it has to be separated.

"Dad, my mother fainted, I'll go and invite Daxian to come." Ai Yonggui said urgently.

"No, you don't." Ai Mingshan opened his mouth to stop.

"Daddy?"

"Just lift your mother to the kang, and she will wake up in a while."

Ai Yonggui had no choice but to listen to his father's arrangement.

Ai Tiancheng knelt under the edge of the kang and said nothing.

Ma Shi was so angry with him that he didn't dare to leave without permission.

Ai Mingshan glanced at his eldest son, "You get up." ”

Ai Tiancheng knelt and did not move.

"Get up!" Ai Mingshan raised his cane and slammed it on the back of his neck, "You useless thing, you're a man!" ”

Ai Tiancheng was beaten by his father, and he didn't know what he meant.

"You guys go back first." Ai Mingshan sighed and glanced at the Qiu family, "Tiancheng's family should also go back to the house, let go of this in advance, and everything will wait for the autumn harvest to come later." ”

Ai Tiancheng stood up honestly, but Qiu Shi muttered in a low voice: "If you don't make things clear, who will pay for hiring people at that time?" ”

The corners of Ai Mingshan's eyes jumped a few times, "I said, everything will wait for the autumn harvest!" ”

Ai Tiancheng hurriedly pushed Qiu out of the door, and returned to his house with Ai Daquan.

Ai Xiaoling and Ai Qiaoqiao stood outside the door of the upper room, their eyes shining: "Is your milk sick?" Will she not wake up? ”

Ai Qiaoqiao covered Ai Xiaoling's mouth.

The child's idea was the simplest, she thought that as long as Ma couldn't wake up, she and Fang would not be bullied again in the future.

"Your grandmother is sober, believe it or not, now let's go and knock over the egg basket, she will be able to jump up from the kang and scold us for three days and three nights."

Ai Xiaoling's eyes were frightened, "...... Sister Qiaoqiao, let's not beat the egg basket. ”

Ai Qiaoqiao touched Ai Xiaoling's head.

How could Ma Shi be stunned, she just saw that she had no steps and the matter couldn't be over, so she just pretended to faint.

Outside the house, the autumn rain began to rain again at some point.

Ai Qiaoqiao sent Ai Xiaoling back to Fang Xianchun's room, held up an oil-paper umbrella and turned around and walked out of the door.

Ma is ready to hold her eldest uncle's family in her hands.

However, Qiu's change surprised her, Qiu was not such a character before, seeing that she was so tough today, it seemed that she had an idea in her heart.

And even when Ma Shi threatened her and said that Ai Tiancheng would divorce her, she was not afraid.

This doesn't feel right.

Ai Qiaoqiao muttered in her heart, but these things only flashed in her heart.

She doesn't care what the Ai family's compound looks like, anyway, all her winter vegetables are stocked, just wait for Zhang Wu and his father to go into the mountains to hunt and come back, she will go to the city again, and buy the winter meat back in advance, she will have nothing to worry about.

Listening to the wind and rain, a small stove was burned under the porch.

The red charcoal fire is like a piece of fiery agate stone, jumping with dazzling light.

"Qiaoqiao girl, let's make the fire, let's burn the chestnuts," the two children said excitedly.

The autumn rain in the courtyard was continuous, and there was a slight chill in the wind, and everyone added an extra layer of thick clothes.

The life of the people in the countryside is like this, when there is such a weather, there is no farm work, and there is nothing to do, or gather on the kang to chat, or get together to play leaf cards.

Or people with better conditions, like Ai Qiaoqiao, make a brazier, and the family gathers around the brazier to roast the fire, while burning the delicious autumn food.

Ai Qiaoqiao brought the washed chestnuts, and the body of each chestnut was cut by the waist, which was very deep, but the inner skin was not cut.

She poured a spoonful of oil on top of the chestnuts, and each chestnut was stained with oil, and it was shiny.

Listen to the wind and take a square tin box and put it on the stove.

Ai Qiaoqiao poured the chestnuts into the tin box.

Here the chestnuts were roasted on the charcoal fire, and over there Ai Qiaoqiao took some sugar, mixed it with water, and dissolved it into syrup by the stove.

Listen to the rain occasionally shake a few times through the tin box, so that the chestnuts inside are evenly heated, and when it is almost burned, open the tin box, pour the syrup prepared by Ai Qiaoqiao into it, stir it evenly, and then bake it again.

The sweet aroma of roasted chestnuts fills the air, and the unique strong aroma of caramel makes you feel warmed up when you smell it.

"Childe, Miss Qiaoqiao has roasted the chestnuts! Childe is coming! Listening to the wind and rain, he shouted at the top of his voice.

Ye Lixian came out of the east room, wearing a thick purple cloak on his shoulders, and walked calmly.

"You two little ones are getting more and more unruly." He reprimanded helplessly.

In the past, Ai Qiaoqiao cooked delicious food, and they would take the initiative to send it into the house, but now they would shout at the door at most.

Looking at that stance, if he didn't come out soon, it was as if the two of them would have eaten everything.

Ai Qiaoqiao poured out the roasted chestnuts from the tin box unhurriedly, and replaced them with another clean tin box, "Don't worry, everyone, there will be spiced peanuts in a while, this is a new peanut this year, fresh." ”

She had just put the peanuts soaked in salt water and various colors into the tin box when she heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the courtyard gate from far to near.

A horse-drawn carriage stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and a servant got out of the carriage first, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and served a young man to get out of the car.

Ai Qiaoqiao looked up and saw the man, and was immediately stunned.

The person who came turned out to be Luo Zisong, who was full of guests, Luo Gongzi.