Although Han Yongsong is a little clever on weekdays, after all, he is still a small person trapped in the countryside, he has never seen a big scene, and he has seen few big people.

Old Madam Luo's brows sank when she heard this, "Miss Han, the old man remembers that your family is only five acres of dry land, how can they all be paddy fields?" It's still as much as ten acres. ”

My family will be assigned to the dry land and the cold early snow I heard Dazhu say that it is because Han Dad has a grudge with Lizheng, but Han Yongsong only has five acres of paddy fields, but this Han Yongzhu has ten acres, which doesn't seem reasonable.

Grandpa Han on the side was worried about how to talk to the people of the Luo family to help his third brother, and when he saw that Han Chuxue couldn't answer, he hurriedly replied, "Back to the old lady, Chengding's open fields were all drawn by Lizheng, and Yongzhu originally only got five acres, and only a few more acres in the past few years." ”

Grandpa Han's original intention was to sue the Luo family and Han Chuxue, and Han Xiucai couldn't be blamed for this, but when it came to the back, he himself felt that something was wrong, if there was nothing wrong with the unprofitable Li Zheng, how could he add five acres of land to Han Yongzhu, or a paddy field.

As soon as Grandpa Han's words came out, Han Yongzhu knew that it was broken.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Old Madam Luo sneered in a trance, "I see." ”

Mrs. Luo's eyebrows furrowed, and she had an idea, "That being the case, the five acres of open land that will be allocated to Miss Han's house from now on, do you have any objections?" ”

Han Yongzhu wanted to say that there was, you must know that the taxes of the Dachang Dynasty were a big mountain for the peasants, and their family also had more than five acres of paddy fields to be considered rich, so they had spare money to send their son to the school, which is why he gritted his teeth and spent five times to buy the five acres of paddy fields allocated to his family, but if he said no, what can the Luo family do if they say that they want to search their own house?

But my house is in the countryside, and even if it is searched, it seems to be ......

Before Han Yongzhu could measure it, he was poked several times in the back by Han Yuhua.

"Dad, Mrs. Luo is waiting for you to agree."

Han Yuhua has never suffered hardship, and he doesn't know what his father is worried about. He only knew that if he didn't agree to the Luo family, he would search his own home, and then he would be like Han Yuqi who had been reading books for so many years in vain, and even if he went to the school hard, it would become a joke for others.

The son was born of his own. Why couldn't Han Yongzhu hear the meaning of his words, thinking about what happened just now, and then looking at Han Yongsong who was sitting on the side with a dejected face, he couldn't help but shudder, no. You must not let your son follow in the footsteps of Han Yuqi.

So he gritted his teeth, "Mrs. Hui, Xiaomin has no opinion." ”

Mrs. Luo nodded with satisfaction, and Master Luo waved his hand, "Okay, someone will bring him paper and ink and write down the debt repayment paper." ”

Although the court has explicitly decreed that except for the barren land cultivated by his own family, other open fields and mulberry fields are not allowed to be resold privately, but there are policies and countermeasures, and a large family like the Luo family always has his own set of methods to legalize a qiē.

No one brought paper and ink, and a man dressed as a scribe followed. After asking Qing Han Yongzhu to write, he read Han Yongzhu to write, and a legal document that voluntarily used five acres of open land to offset until it was returned to the government due to inability to repay debts was completed.

Han Chuxue, who was sitting on the side, saw it again, and finally understood how these people encroached on the farmland.

It is natural to repay debts, as long as this poll tax is a lot, the government actually doesn't care whose house this land goes, as for returning it after saying Ding, it is even more nonsense, and then you only need to take a few acres of inferior land or even a top of barren land. Who would be more true than this, after all, this field still has to be cultivated by farmers in the end, whether it is a good field or a poor field, and there is no conflict of interest with those officials at all. No one would be stupid enough to offend people, and if they come and go like this, the good land will not all be concentrated in the hands of the powerful landlords.

Although this matter is extremely unfair, Han Chuxue thinks that she is not a hot-blooded man who roars when she sees injustice, and she has no intention of caring about the problems caused by this environment. As long as you don't mess with your own family, and in front of her, those Tian Ben should be returned to her own family, and she won't have any psychological burden.

So he took the paperwork, quickly glanced at it, and put it into his arms in front of everyone with a calm face.

At this time, Steward Ye also returned, followed by a middle-aged man with a big belly.

"Hey, lord, old lady, madam, the shopkeeper of Fumanlou has brought it."

The person who followed him stepped forward in response, bowed down and said, "Little Ding Man has seen the old man, the old lady, and the madam. ”

The old lady hummed softly, but did not tell him to get up.

Old Man Luo took a sip of tea, and then said slowly, "Ding Man? Yes, because your name has a full character, you were asked to take care of Fumanlou back then. ”

Ding Man replied with a smile, "The master has a good memory, and that's true." ”

Master Luo nodded, "Master, I have a good memory, but I don't know that your memory is so bad." ”

Ding Man's face turned pale, "Master, please make it clear if there is anything wrong with the little one." ”

Steward Ye is also loyal, without the consent of his master, he didn't tell Ding Man what was going on along the way, but he took someone to check Han Yongsong's house, and Ding Man still guessed some, so he was startled at this time.

Master Luo put the teacup in his hand down heavily, "What did you do wrong?" When I asked you to take care of the town's property, did I warn you not to oppress your neighbors. ”

The rabbit still doesn't eat the grass next to the nest, and his Luo family can get to today's status, so naturally he also cherishes his wings, and he will never do such a tasteless thing.

Ding Man was so frightened that he knelt down directly, "The master's words have always been remembered, all these years have been harmonious and wealthy, and he has not done anything to oppress the neighbors, the master is aware of it." ”

"No?" Master Luo pointed at Han Yongsong, "This person said that it was your tent, but is it true?" ”

Ding Man glanced at Han Yongsong and nodded, "Yes." ”

"Then sir, let me ask you, when did the account clerk of my Luo family only have a monthly salary of 100 yuan?"

Ding Man was anxious when he heard this, "Master, this is impossible, in Fumanlou, there is also a hundred clerk's money a month, and Mr. Ledger has always paid a month." ”

After speaking, he glared at Han Yongsong, "I asked myself if I was sorry for you, how could you wronged me like this?" ”

Han Yongsong's face was defeated, and he didn't know what to say at all.

At this time, Mrs. Luo asked again, "Ding Man, but there are villagers in Fumanlou who exchange their prey for food, and how do they exchange it?" ”

can be the shopkeeper of the restaurant, this Ding Man is definitely not a stupid, on the contrary, this is an eight-sided delicate character, the old lady asked like this, he guessed that there must be something here, and hurriedly answered. (To be continued.) )