taxes

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"Alas, our family's food this year is one-tenth less than last year's, this God..."Looking at the rice drying in the yard, Xie Mancang sighed leisurely, this has only been a few years of good life? God is starting to get restless again.

"Dad, our family's harvest is quite good, I heard on the road today that this year's harvest in Bricktang Village is only half of that of previous years, and I don't know if it is enough to pay taxes." Xie Dawei shook the sweat on the back of his hand and said, Fortunately, there is a river flowing through their village, otherwise it would be the same as that brick pond village.

"In this year's situation, I don't know if the prefectural magistrate will reduce taxes. By the way, tomorrow our family will put the rice in the warehouse, the third uncle said that there may be rain recently. Also, it's been dry for so long, it's time for a heavy rain. Looking at the cloudless sky, Xie Mancang shook his head and said, the third uncle is a capable person, and he would rather believe it than not.

"Okay, Dad, this year's day is big, although it has only been sunbathed for four days, it is not different from the five or six days of sunshine in previous years." Xie Dawei twisted the rice in his hand and said.

Before the sun set on the second day, the Xie family was busy. Xie Yanqing, Xiaomei and other children were responsible for sweeping the rice into piles with brooms, while Li and other women took dustpans to shovel the rice into the sacks, and then asked Xie Dawei and other strong laborers to carry the sacks to the warehouse.

Because the family has a clear division of labor, in less than half an hour, all the rice was received in the warehouse.

"Stone, Brother Dolphin, I've just been working for so long, I'm tired! Milk made an egg custard for the two of you, wash your hands and eat it. Li Shi walked out of the kitchen and said with a smile.

But Xie Yanqing felt very embarrassed, after all, eating alone is really uncomfortable!

"Grandma, grandpa, they're tired from work just now, you divide the egg custard, let's eat it."

"It's okay, stone, eat it yourself. Now the situation is much better at home because of the two recipes of braised meat and cake, and we can eat eggs from time to time, but you, eating outside is not as good as at home......"

When Xie Yanqing heard this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart, and here he is again, grandma is really eccentric. He left home in February, and in just five months in July, his grandmother gave him sixty taels of silver, excluding the cost of paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and the average daily living expenses were more than 100 yuan.

July is destined to be a busy month, and after harvesting the rice, the Xie family is busy harvesting the corn after just resting for a day. But this year, God seems to have wanted to fight against the farmers, and most of the families have not finished their corn, and a vigorous rain that has lasted for several days has come.

"This god is really, it will rain at this time, and it will be several days, and when the rain stops, there will definitely be a lot of corn sprouting in the field." Li said viciously, oops, I really feel sorry for her.

"But no, it's really distressing to die. However, fortunately, we only have three points of corn left unbroken. I heard that many families in the village have not even had time to harvest the rice, and now the rice has been beaten by the rain and has been put in the field, and some families are drying the rice when the heavy rain comes, and half of the rice has been washed away, and half of the remaining half has sprouted, and many people have not even confiscated the corn! Chen patted his chest, full of happiness, fortunately he had cattle at home, and he didn't need to carry them by himself, so he was faster than others, otherwise...

I don't know if my mother's family has had time to harvest rice and corn this year, if not, how could it not be in time? It's definitely over.

"I don't know what the village chief has to say, it's been so long, Dawei hasn't come back yet." Chen stopped the needle and thread in his hand and said worriedly.

"What else could it be? At this time, the village chief should only be talking about paying taxes. Wang Fengniang pouted and said, I'm afraid it's not going to be easy this year.

Xie Mancang slammed open the courtyard door, his face full of anger, and at a glance, he knew that he had just suffered a lot of grievances.

Li, who was sewing clothes in the room, couldn't help but pat his chest, and rushed out of the door and said, "Old man, are you going to die?" The door was smashed so hard, and the door was broken and didn't need money? "This is your own home, why are you so fierce? It really scared her out just now.

"This year's taxes can't be paid silver, only grain, and they have to pay one-fifth more than in previous years, this is not, it's not ......" Xie Mancang became more angry the more he thought about it, they were obviously affected by the disaster this year, but the result was more than the taxes paid when the harvest was good in previous years.

"Master, what's going on? Isn't this year that we have been affected by the disaster, and many villagers have lost all their food, so why do we still need to collect more taxes? Xie Yanqing was puzzled after listening to Xie Mancang's words.

"The official said that many places have been affected by disasters this year, and we are okay, and because of this, we have to pay more taxes."

"Our taxes are not low, if we increase them by a fifth this year, then ......"