Tao Li Luo Tang Qian

When Rong Yao, Su Nuo and the others squeezed into the crowd, they realized that what caused everyone's discussion was actually a notice on the wall. Rong Yao was very curious about the content of the notice, and after a closer look, he realized that it was a notice on the wall. Taxes started.

Rong Yao has lived here for a long time. He naturally knows what taxes are collected. The country they live in has always been prosperous and peaceful, and the tax collection has always been based on the number of acres of land. Harvest fifty catties of grain on each mu of land.

"Brother Ayao, we collect grain according to the number of acres, so what should we do with so much wasteland on the mountain?" On the way home, Su Nuo lost her former cheerfulness and sat on the donkey In the car, I was worried about my dozens of bags of freshly husked white rice, for fear that they would all be confiscated by the government one day.

Rong Yao sensed Su Nuo's worry, stretched out his arm to wrap his arms around Su Nuo, and comforted him, "This mountain was rewarded by our family's ancestors for their military exploits, and it belongs to our own mountain completely. You have to pay taxes every year, but what you pay is not grain, but money.”

"Money?" Su Nuo sighed even more angrily.

Su Qinglan couldn't help but interjected after the car: "It should be because there are so many forests on the mountain, and it is impossible to calculate how many fields the farmers have planted, so they simply collected the cash directly. When I was wandering outside, I often encountered this kind of thing. "

"Oh." Su Nuo nodded, looked at Rong Yao with her mouth pursed, and said the question she was most concerned about, "How much money do I need to charge?"

"In the past, the tax on the mountain was paid by our grandpa. It was only one or two taels of silver every year. Our family would have everything if we spend less pocket money." Rong Yao rubbed Su Nuo's head, seeing that Su Nuo finally stopped thinking about it. , then raised the small leather whip and rushed up the mountain.

The news of the autumn harvest tax collection has no impact on Rong Yao's family, but it will be different in other people's homes, such as the family of Rong's second son who just finished a wedding.

"Father and Mother, let's have dinner after Da Zhuang and Yu Zhu finish worshiping." Rong Chunhua walked into the main room, glanced at Rong Dazhuang and Yu Zhu who were still kneeling on the ground worshiping the heaven and the earth, her heart was full of resentment and unwillingness, if it wasn't for them , How could she be divorced?If they hadn't wanted to get married, how could her money have been scooped up by Rong Laoer and Li Xiuhe?Why should she put up with these two mindless people?

But in order to have a safe place at home, even though Rong Chunhua had all kinds of grievances and resentments in her heart, she kept them all hidden in her heart, hoping that one day, she would find a chance to marry herself again.

Ever since his daughter was divorced, Rong's second son's complexion has become worse and worse. He frowned and waved his hands to signal Rong Chunhua to stop talking. He took the crutch in his hand, tapped the ground, and looked at Zheng Kneeling. Rong Dazhuang and Yu Zhu, who were about to worship themselves on the ground, urged: "You two also don't want to be mother-in-law, hurry up and finish the worship, and let's go eat."

Speaking of eating, Yu Zhu's beautiful face was a little dissatisfied. Although she didn't have a good reputation in the village before, she was always the daughter of a good family.

According to common sense, getting married is such a major event in life, no matter what, you should invite your relatives to eat and drink. This Rong Laoer's family is very powerful. They only arranged a donkey cart to pick him up, and they didn't even set up a banquet. They really thought they could fall in love with their family. If she hadn't had Rong Dazhuang's child, she wouldn't care to marry into his family!

Li Xiuhe seemed to see Yu Thu's dissatisfaction. After Yu Thu and Rong Dazhuang finished paying respects, she got up from her chair, came to Yu Thu, stretched out her hand to hold Yu Thu's shoulder, and stopped Yu Thu from getting up from the ground, her eyes were dark. Che walked back and forth on Yu Zhu's body, only to hear her say coldly: "Yu Zhu, don't think I don't know your little thoughts, you still think you are that village girl back then? If it weren't for your parents to sue you The government oppresses us, who wants to marry you? And let me tell you, your parents have taken away all the money in my house. There is no money for banquets and no money for you. Hurry up and work for me after dinner. without!"

"Yes, I heard." Yu Zhu wiped away her tears aggrieved, but found that no one in the family sympathized with her, not even her former friend Rong Chunhua ignored her anymore.

Li Xiuhe was still about to speak, but the second son Rong couldn't stand it any longer. He stepped forward leaning on a cane, and persuaded him, "Okay, today is a happy day, so don't say a few words."

"The head of the family!" Li Xiuhe yelled, then glared at Yu Zhu, and complained to Rong's second son, "I also want to say a few words less, but this one bad thing after another, if I don't say it, I will say it." I'm suffocated. Our land was gone before. We lived on Chunhua for two days. Now because of this bitch, our Chunhua has been divorced. Who will we rely on for food in the future? Not only that, but now the government also accepts it. Taxes are raised, and if there is no food to pay, we will have to pay money!"

"Then pay the money, we have no other choice now, we can only do this!" The second son of Rong seemed a little tired of Li Xiuhe's yelling, and he was too lazy to care about Yu Zhu and Rong Dazhuang's mess, he was helpless He waved his hand and left the main room directly on crutches.

Rong Dazhuang was worried that Li Xiuhe would vent his anger on him and Yu Zhu, so he took Yu Zhu into the back room and never came out. In the main room, only Li Xiuhe was sobbing, and Rong Chunhua who was thinking about something.

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The government has to collect grain from each village, and Lingxi Village will have to wait for a while. Rong Yao and Su Nuo are running their own grocery stores as usual.

On this day, Rong Yao helped Third Uncle Rong and the others complete the autumn harvest, and brought back the cashmere yarn that Aunt Tuorong spun before returning to the shop, causing everyone to be amazed.

"Brother Ayao, this cashmere thread is much thicker than cotton thread. Can it be used to weave cotton cloth?" Su Nuo stretched out her fingers and poked the two balls of milky white wool on the table.

Su Qinglan shook her head over there, "It's not supposed to be used for weaving. What can my son-in-law do?"

"We are going to enter winter soon, and the weather is getting colder and colder. I want to use them to weave some cold-resistant items." Rong Yao looked at the balls of wool on the table, and secretly felt that these two balls of cashmere yarn were not enough. use.

Seeing that Rong Yao didn't speak, Su Nuo blinked suspiciously, and said again: "Then how should we weave?"

"I'll demonstrate this to you when we have enough cashmere yarn." Rong Yao obviously lacked confidence when he said this, but fortunately, no one else noticed.

In fact, Rong Yao still has some worries about his own craftsmanship. When he lived in his grandmother's house when he was a child, he would often see his grandmother knitting sweaters at tea parties with other old ladies. He learned how to knit sweaters by his ears and eyes. But the first hand is always so unsatisfactory, and as time goes by, he no longer thinks about knitting sweaters.

But now that he has used this skill again, he is still a little embarrassed. He can only wait for himself to spin a few more balls of cashmere yarn and pass the skill to his family. He believes that everyone here should be more ingenious than him.

Speaking of spinning cashmere yarn, the first thing to do is to properly handle the cashmere. The cashmere brought by Shulu from the grassland has been carefully processed by friends from the grassland. The impurities and rough hair on the cashmere are all picked out and cleaned. Once the cashmere is combed, it can be spun.

The cashmere that Rong Yao gave to Third Aunt Rong's family last time was the cashmere that he washed at home. Now that he has the experience of last time, he is very handy in making it.

The selected cashmere is soaked in hot water and washed with soap, mainly to degrease the cashmere and remove peculiar smell, which is convenient for future spinning and subsequent processing.

After cleaning the cashmere, put it in the room to dry naturally, and then comb it with a wool comb. Everyone was busy until the afternoon.

"Son-in-law, the rest is spinning. I learned this from my in-laws, so I can do it, so you don't have to follow along." Su Qinglan is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Now she is much more enthusiastic than when she first came here. , like everyone else, I like this kind of warm life of making money with my own hands.

Rong Yao and Su Nuo exchanged a look, and then persuaded: "Mother, there is so much cashmere, how can I let you do it alone. I will buy a spinning wheel tomorrow, and we will spin together."

"Hey, just take good care of my son and I'll take care of all the work." Su Qinglan winked at Su Nuo, wondering if she is interesting as a mother-in-law.

And Su Nuo, who had just finished eating the candied fruit, also exchanged a look with her mother, which was filled with "Mother, you are so interesting!"

Rong Yao didn't quite understand the eye contact between the two women, and was about to speak when he heard Wu Si's hearty laughter outside the door, and Wu Si entered the shop immediately after.

As soon as Wu Si saw Rong Yao, he smiled even more enthusiastically, "Brother Rong, I'm tired from the journey, no way, I have to find a seat to sit for a while."

"Brother Ang, came here in such a hurry, but is there something urgent?" Rong Yao settled Su Nuo, and stepped forward to pour tea for Wu Si.

"It's not that bad. I'm here for shopping." After Wu Si finished speaking, he stood up again, looked at the shelf with canned food not far from the next door, and whispered to Rong Yao: "Brother, there is a lot of food on your shelf. Big brother wants all those unopened cans, so you ask your husband to come over and count the money."

Rong Yao was stunned for a moment, Wu Si usually bought his own things, but this was the first time he had seen the behavior of booking a place, he thought for a while and asked, "Brother Ang, why did you buy so many cans this time?"

"It's mainly for my elder brother." Wu Si took a sip of tea, and then explained: "My elder brother is busy every day, and rarely eats good things. His birthday is coming soon, so I want to give him a few A big jar of canned food, let him have a fresh taste."

"So that's it." Rong Yao smiled clearly, called his own Su Nuo over, whispered a few words with his own Su Nuo, and directly offered Wu Si the lowest price. Seeing that Wu Si wanted to refuse, he Then he stopped from the side and said: "Brother Ang, since I met you, you have helped our family a lot. You helped find our shop. My husband and I must not be ungrateful."

"Hey, you talk about you." Wu Si understood the temperament of Rong Yao and his wife, so he didn't say those polite words, but when he left, he glanced at Su Nuo's stomach and said to Rong Yao: "I will write down this favor. Now, when your husband gives birth to a child, don't forget to inform me, I will prepare some small gifts for our child."

"Success!" Rong Yao helped Wu Si's attendant, loaded all the canned food at home into the carriage, and sent Wu Si away with a smile, but when he turned his head, he saw Su Nuo.

Su Nuo stared at Wu Siyuan's back, her amber eyes were full of doubts, "Brother Ayao, you said that Brother Ang is so rich, what exactly does the family do?"

After Su Nuo's question, Rong Yao was also a little confused. Although he and Wu Si had a good relationship, he never had time to ask Wu Si's identity. Every time Wu Si came and went in a hurry.

Rong Yao looked at Wu Si's back, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought. This Wu Si didn't seem to have any regular business, but his family seemed to be quite rich, and he knew a lot of people. He had friends everywhere. He thought for a while Then he guessed: "Maybe it's the rich second generation. I'll ask him some other day."

"What is the rich second generation?" Su Nuo became more and more confused as he thought about it.

Rong Yao liked Su Nuo's ignorant appearance more and more. He stretched out his finger to poke Su Nuo's forehead, held Su Nuo's hand, looked at the street with people coming and going, and explained with a smile, "It's us. If the two of you have saved enough money and lived a good life, the children of our family can be called the rich second generation."

"Hahaha, that's what it means." Su Nuo squinted his eyes with a smile, and whispered in Rong Yao's ear: "In the future, I will work harder with Brother Ayao to make money and strive for our family's cubs to become rich. The second generation of fox cubs."

"Yeah!" Rong Yao responded, took Su Nuo's hand, and went into the shop together, ready to pack up and go home, tidy up the food at home.

On the way home, he happened to pass by the village. Rong Yao heard every household talking about harvesting grain, but he didn't listen carefully. He drove home and didn't notice Rong Chunhua who had been hiding in the crowd.

The author has something to say: Thanks to my little friend Ling Yuchen, the president of the Jinjiang Renewal Association for feeding us the nutrient solution~ Hehe, hug and circle 2333