Don't think about it, when her mother sees her, she will definitely scold her, saying that Sun Yuan shouldn't turn her face with Mao Cheng.

Most of the ancient people, especially a woman, were timid and refused to offend anyone.

Sun Yuan didn't think so, he pretended to be here to seek the Sun family's three acres of paddy fields, and the interests are current, even if you say all the good things, what can you do?

Three acres of paddy fields are related to the foundation of their lives and their mothers in this world. That's facing the loess with his back to the sky, busy with his livelihood all day long, what else to talk about changing the bad life after this crossing?

Therefore, there is no room for compromise in this matter.

Hearing that the child was coming, Sun Yuan was not in a hurry to go home.

Instead, I slowly went to the place where I got off the shrimp basket last night, lifted the cage and saw that the harvest was good. Although the shrimp didn't catch one, they unexpectedly got a few small fish that were the size of a palm and couldn't be named.

I looked for wild fennel on the edge of the ridge again, and then calmly returned home.

The mother was still sitting in front of the loom weaving the mat, and when she saw Sun Yuan, she didn't speak. In fact, when I get busy, I can't take care of it.

Sun Yuan shouted: "Mother, you are busy first, I'll cook." Then he went outside, crouched on the edge of the eaves, and quickly broke the fish with a kitchen knife and scraped off the scales.

Seeing his son squatting there, Sun Li suddenly sighed faintly: "Yuan'er, you and Mao Baozheng, my mother has already heard about it, you shouldn't ...... After all, people are upright, and we still have a place to ask for others in the future. ”

Sun Yuan didn't look back, interrupting his mother's words: "Mother, don't worry about this matter, it's clear that you're coming for our paddy field." If you don't give him the paddy field, you will offend him to death. If the paddy field is given to Mao Cheng, with the viciousness of that guy, it is difficult to guarantee that we will not be driven away. Could it be that we are going to be homeless people in the future? ”

"This ...... No, it's all from the villagers......" The mother's voice sounded a hint of hesitation.

"If this man's heart is broken, there is no bottom." Sun Yuan's previous life was also very wide, and he talked about some laws in later generations, but in today's troubled times, he pays attention to the law of the jungle: "It is good to be confiscated by people, and it is good to become a homeless person and become a roadside starvation." We've refused to pretend to be a big deal before, and we can't make sure he doesn't hold a grudge. I'm afraid of him, and I have other ideas. ”

Sun Yuan didn't want to continue talking about the alarmist words, and took a breath: "Mother, it's my son who is not good, he has no ability, and he has let you be bullied, the hour is not early, and my son will go cook first." ”

In his previous life, Sun Yuan was originally a catering, put a few small fish in a pot and boiled for a while, sprinkled with a few grains of large green salt, and covered with herbs and wild fennel. The soup is white, and with the green seasoning, the aroma is overflowing.

After a few bites, my mother said happily: "I never imagined that my son's cooking skills are so good, even if he has no land in the future, he can make a living as a chef." You used to be broom-down without helping, this time you are well, how can you be diligent, rush to do the work in the field, and have good cooking skills? ”

Sun Yuan smiled and didn't explain, just carefully removed the fish bones and sandwiched pieces of fish meat into his mother's bowl.

Sun Li was in a very good mood at noon today, and made an exception to eat an extra bowl of rice.

After eating, he packed up the dishes and chopsticks, and before his mother sat back in front of the loom, Sun Yuan asked: "By the way, the previous Mao Cheng said that the government will collect autumn grain soon, and I don't know how much tax our family should pay?" ”

Hearing his son ask, the smile on Sun Li's face disappeared, and was replaced by deep sorrow: "Yuan'er, my mother has no knowledge, and I don't know how much tax to pay, and it's not just how much the official said." Generally speaking, when the officials went to the countryside to collect taxes, they were led by the presumptuous manner, and the amount of money to pay was also pretended to be decided. Last year, it was as if we had paid seven pieces of silver. This government collects taxes, as long as money. Luckily, it was hot last year and our straw mats sold well. However, even then, eighty percent of the income went to the official family. ”

"Eighty percent, it seems that this tax is really unusually heavy!" Sun Yuan couldn't help but frown.

This is still in the rich Jiangnan region, if it is replaced by barren land like mountains and Shaanxi, the common people don't know what kind of hardship they will become, can Gao Yingxiang and Li Zicheng rebel.

As far as Sun Yuan knows, this moment is the Xiaoice River period, the climate is abnormal, and the harvest is poor every year. The state has not only not relieved the people of their burdens, but has also further accelerated the intensity of exploitation.

Moreover, since the imperial court implemented a whip law, the common people did not pay taxes in kind but converted them into silver taels. As a result, when the harvest is abundant, the grain is cheap, and it cannot be sold for much money. The year is not good, the prices are high, but there is not much production in the field, and there is still not much money.

When the whip law was first implemented, it did extricate the Ming Dynasty from a financial crisis in a short period of time, but after decades of implementation, it has now shown its shortcomings.

Sun Yuan: "Okay, even if it's eighty percent, then how much do we have to pay this year?" ”

Sun Yuan's mother looked sad: "This year, the weather is cold, and the straw mats are not selling well." However, according to Weiniang, how can I get a silver tael. My mother saved it for a year, and I had already made it up. Didn't you get injured some time ago, but you spent a lot of time taking medicine to recuperate. Up to now, we only have more than 200 wen left, all of which are placed in the corner of the bed. ”

"It's really far off." Sun Yuan's brows furrowed even deeper.

Sun Yuan's mother: "Otherwise, my mother will go to your sister's house tomorrow to borrow a tael of silver and come back, her family has some money ......" said with some hesitation, obviously she was not sure.

Suddenly, as soon as he heard his sister's name, Sun Yuan felt a strong sense of humiliation rise in his heart. Because the original owner's memory was not complete, he did not know where this feeling came from.

I only know that in this life, I have a sister who is four years older than me, who married into the county, and her family background is quite passable. However, it seems that the two families have not been in touch for some years.

However, he still remembers the address of his sister's house.

This feeling of humiliation is very unpleasant, and I think my mother feels the same way.

Sun Yuan: "Mother, you still stay at home, and my son will go to my sister's house early tomorrow morning." In his heart, he was still very curious about his own sister and wanted to meet her.

Sun Lishi: "Yuan'er, are you going?" ”

"I haven't seen my sister for several years, and my son misses it very much." Sun Yuan smiled: "Besides, mother, you also have to make straw mats at home, and you can't get out, so it's better to let your son run for you." ”

Sun Li didn't want to delay a day's work, one day was enough time for her to make a straw mat, how could she make a few pennies if she sold it.

He nodded and said, "Ming Yuan'er, you went into the city with ten mats on your back and sold them, and bought some things for your sister's house in exchange for money." Although our family is poor, we can't lack courtesy. ”

"My son saved it."