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The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the village, the golden color did not bring any joy to the people here, only the grain grass piled up in front of the house, most of the grain grown after a hard year was taxed, and the rest was barely enough for the family to last for a few months, not to mention, those strange taxes also used the money that the family had saved for more than ten years to make up for the lack of vacancy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What to do with the rest of the days? No one knows, at this time, it can only be one step at a time.

An old man sat on the stone in front of his house, his whole face was full of wrinkles, his two dry palms rubbed the hemp rope vigorously, and there were several ropes on the ground beside him, and the knots that were intertwined with each other were like the mood at this time.

"Dad, it's time to eat."

"Not hungry." The old man does not look back, can save a meal is a meal, after all, the two grandsons are still young, it is the time to grow the body, Huzi went out early in the morning, went up the mountain to collect firewood, and also hoped to encounter wild meat, and the family would also improve with it.

"Let's eat some, I haven't eaten a few meals, how can my body stand it." Behind her stood a woman, her skin was red and black, and her hands were full of wrinkles, which must have been formed by years of labor.

"If you don't eat it, you won't eat it, why is there so much nonsense." The old man suddenly became stubborn, and the woman had to go back, and the child's shouts were heard from inside, and every day when the meal time was the happiest time for the child, a pair of eyes stared at the pot.

"Mother, serve it more, these are not enough to eat."

"Alright, keep the rest for your father."

The child holds it with both hands, there is only more than half a bowl of rice in it, and at the end of the day, only this meal can be eaten at night, which is usually porridge, and the stomach is gurgling, which is really not enough to eat.

"It's so old, and you're still disobedient, believe it or not, my mother beat you." The woman's arm was raised, looking at the two children with tears in her eyes, her heart was sour, and there was no way, there was only so much food, and if she didn't save it, how could she survive the months when there was no food.

The cry of a child came from inside, and the old man's hands twisted faster and faster, "Give them more to eat, don't leave it for Dad." When the old man heard the cry, his hands stopped, and the child's crying at this time was often more uncomfortable.

The old man couldn't help but shake his head again and again, feeling sorry for his grandson, he also knew that it was not easy to be a family, and it was difficult for a clever daughter-in-law to cook without rice, so she lit the rice grains and put them in the pot.

"Eat."

The woman was a little angry, and the spoon dug into it and poured it into the bowls of the two children, "Mother, give it to my brother, he is still young." He looked at the woman with slightly immature eyes.

"Brother eats."

"Well, eat them all, my father and mother will definitely find a way to make you full."

The two little ones were full and lay directly on the kang, with a mat on it, although it was a little hard, but fortunately, they were used to it, and they went to bed early while they had food in their stomachs, and when they fell asleep, time passed faster, and they were not easy to be hungry.

It was nearly dusk, and the old man put down the hemp rope in his hand, stood up and looked into the distance, until a few shadows appeared, and finally put his mind at ease.

Two large bundles of dry firewood, like a hill, were tied with straw ropes, and a strong wooden stick was put on his shoulder, and the old man stood up, came near, and wanted to take the dry wood from his son's hand.

"It's fine."

Huzi is naked, such two large bundles of firewood, if you meet a good buyer, you should be able to exchange it for a day's rice, "Dad, it's so late, why are you still outside." ”

"It's stuffy inside, come out to breathe, and rub a few hemp ropes casually."

"It's enough, I'm not in good health, and I'm resting in the house."

"Keep it for later, get used to it, and don't be idle." After the dry firewood was put away, the man took the opportunity to put the basket of hemp rope behind him on the ground, and there was nothing else except two wild fruits.

"There are more people in the mountains, and I am afraid that we will have to go far to collect firewood in the future."

"Don't work so hard, there will always be a way, God is watching, the emperor is a good emperor who loves the people, and he can't watch us starve to death."

"Dad, although the emperor has the people in his heart, he is always only in the capital, what is happening here, which one knows, at this time, he still has to rely on himself." After speaking, he poured the water from the wooden bucket next to him into the basin, and kept rubbing his hands on his body to wash away the mud of the day.

"That's just as well!" The old man couldn't help but sigh again, a lifetime of hard work, when he was a child, he encountered the riot at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, too many people died, and a large family finally survived with two brothers, and finally the life was better, but I didn't expect that this year's fields were not harvested, and the government raised taxes instead.

"Dad, why don't you come into the house for dinner?" The man pushed the door and entered, but the woman was already waiting at the door, taking the dirty clothes.

"It's already called, say you're not hungry, you also know your father's temper, how dare you call again."

The man sighed, the woman hurriedly filled a full bowl, the whole family was supported by the man, and after a day's work, if he couldn't eat a full meal, his body couldn't bear it at all, so he took out the hidden vegetables from behind the lid of the pot, and if he didn't secretly keep some, he would really be served by two wolf cubs.

"This year's fields are not harvested, and when next year's harvest is good, we will not be afraid."

"In the past, the tax will be reduced, so why did it increase this year!"

The man shook his head, "These things are what we should ask, the poor can have a good life today is the blessing of the emperor, even if they charge more, it is normal." ”

"That's right, it's just that the two children are getting older day by day, and the amount of food is rising, can you go to the city to ask someone to do something, even if you don't take money, you can save a mouth." After the woman finished speaking, she looked at her man, this idea has been a few days, the eldest is already twelve years old, and half of the eldest child eats Lao Tzu to death.

"No, the child is still young, no matter how strong he is, there will always be a way."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Wangwang, a dog barking came from the village entrance, Huzi had eaten, hurriedly got down from the kang, pulled straw shoes out of it, pushed open the door and saw the fire and noise.

"I'm afraid I'm here to ask for food again, damn it, hurry up and hide it."

"Hey."

The woman promised to run back quickly, this kind of thing happened a few times, some people have insufficient food at home, and in the end they can only deny it, and the valuable things at home are moved away, even if they arrest people, they can't get money, they can't just do it, there are not a few people who have such thoughts, but unfortunately the people of the government come every three or five times, and no one dares to put the food outside.

"Huzi." The old man shouted at the door, and the man quickened his pace to the door, and he could see clearly under the light of the torches, all of them were fierce and vicious, all of them were soldiers of the government, and there were several people kneeling on the ground in front of him, covered in blood.

"That's not a pillar for them."

The cloak was scattered, covered in blood, and one shouted at the top of his voice, "Come out, my adults have something to say, hurry up." "Two teams of people quickly poured out behind him, knocking door to door, in this case, it is definitely not possible to hide, once these people are angered, anything hurtful can be done.

The villagers came out of it trembling and gathered in the open space in front of the village, one standing on a high place, with a big belly, followed by an entourage with a scimitar.

"See, these people don't obey the law, lead people to make trouble, disturb the court to collect autumn grain, and behead according to the law, my family is kind, and it is the first offense, but it is only a slight punishment, within three days, pay all the taxes and silver, which dares to delay, you are welcome." The fat man winked after speaking.

The hand-held officer retreated, kneeling on the ground and a few people fell down, to the kind of place in the government, even if they could live to live, most of their lives were gone, and the lucky ones could survive, even if they died, they could only consider themselves unlucky, after all, when they came back, they were alive, and if they wanted to go to that kind of place to reason, there was no door.

"Let's go."

The fat man waved his big hand, and the messenger left with a torch in hand, and immediately someone ran over, and cries and shouts followed, mixed with low scolding.

"Don't scold, let's carry the person back first, get some hot soup to drink, and see if you can live."

"Help, quick."

Huzi also joined the camp, it was lucky, he saved some money by saving money, he made up enough tax money, and carried it back after a toss, looking at it by the faint light of the oil lamp, he was covered in blood, with new injuries and old injuries, and the whole person was dying and couldn't even speak.

", God, open your eyes and clean up these people who killed a thousand knives." A woman knelt on the ground and kept crying and scolding, it is most useless to vent the anger in her heart in this way, the wicked still do evil, for these defenseless people, what can they do but cry and scold!