The wind sounded lonely in the dark night. It was another starless night. The weather did not look good, and it was a little rainy. The autumn wind suddenly rose. It was cool and swept away the leaves that had fallen earlier, making a whooshing sound.

At the back door of the yard, an old maid came back in a hurry.

Seeing the comer clearly, the old maid who guarded the gate put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands, and asked with a smile, "Nanny Qian, it is so ...