Outside the window, there was a lot of movement from the old scalper at home.

She was not the only one who saw the situation, and Zhao Yu, who had a very good look, was stunned when she moved the window of her uncle's house directly opposite her house.

Zhao Yu looked at the small crack in the window, looked stunned, pondered for a while, and didn't hide it, and told Yuan.

Yuan Shi put his whole body on the dress in his hand at this time, and after listening to Zhao Yu's words, he didn't think much about it.

In my heart, I only thought that Zhao Fuxiang was late when he was delayed, so he responded indiscriminately and continued to be busy with the work at hand.

Zhao Yu......

Horn!

That being the case, she won't say anything about seeing her grandfather carrying a sack into the hall.

Yuan, who didn't know that he had missed a big event, didn't know it.

Children, energetic, limited patience, and the delicate ass is really not used to sitting on this hard kang under him, Zhao Yu rubbed his body twice, looked out the window a few times, and hurriedly retracted his gaze.

Rubbing his eyes, Zhao Yu, who felt bored, put his hands on his cheeks, turned his head, and once again set his eyes on Zhao Xia and Zhao Mingteng.

Don't say it, just looking at it like this, it feels pretty good.

It's a pity that the comfortable time didn't last long before it was broken by external forces.

"Knock knock—knock knock—"

Lee began to call people from house to house.

Of course, she calls her son, and she can be the master of the house.

As for the daughters-in-law, it was dark and there were many children at home, so someone had to stay in the house to take care of the children.

Hearing the movement coming from outside the door, Zhao Shanchuan thought that it was still a matter of the summer harvest at home, raised his head and replied, and asked the Yuan family to lock the door, then put down the work at hand, put on his shoes, and hurriedly went out.

Because I was in a hurry, I forgot to put on my coat, and only ran out with a thin single coat.

caused Yuan to lie by the window with his coat and complain.

But I still haven't worn it.

"This person will get a cold then, but what should he do!"

"It's about to be a summer harvest."

"Hey, that's it, I'll just go boil a bowl of soup and heat it, and come back and take a sip, and it can be slow."

"Erya, look at my younger brothers and sisters, my mother will come back soon."

Yuan muttered in his mouth, while reminding Zhao Yu to pay attention to the two small ones, threw the gown in hand, and hurriedly put on his shoes and walked away.

Zhao Yu had just come back to his senses, and before the word came out, his mother was gone.

Zhao Yu......

He, her mother's affairs are hot enough.

The Yuan family must not be in a hurry, the masters of the family are the pillars of the family, and they can't fall.

In this era of underdeveloped medical care, the family monopolizes most of the lifeblood and controls most of the rights and interests.

If an ordinary farmer gets sick, he will save his life at least and his family property will bottom out, or if he is serious, he will be ruined, and his foreign debts will be high.

No kidding, it's a terrible thing.

Otherwise, Li couldn't cover a few dry slices of ginger as a life-saving medicine.

Yuan attaches great importance to Zhao Shanchuan's body, as long as Zhao Shanchuan goes out, she will prepare a pot of hot soup for him to warm his stomach.

It's not a hassle, who let them have a stove in their own house.

It's just that the stove at home has a different function than the stove in the kitchen.

The stove at home is reserved for heating the kang in the house, and there is rarely time for cooking.

So, in normal times, the stove is empty.

At present, in order to make soup for the family masters, Yuan deliberately put the pottery kettle that was unloaded earlier on again.

Brush the pot, add water, add firewood and light the fire.

Yuan rolled up his sleeves, walked to the curtain blocked by straw mats at the back of the lobby, and brought out the bowl of chicken soup that he was reluctant to drink at dinner tonight.

The chicken soup is a meat dish, and the oil is sufficient, and the chicken soup that has been cooled has coagulated into a thin layer of solid fat.

And the fat is hungry, and it is most suitable for making soup.

Pouring the soup into a small half bowl of the pottery kettle, Yuan grabbed two more from the wooden basin and threw the water spirit wild vegetables from the grass by the river into the pottery kettle when he came back in the afternoon.

There is plenty of water by the river, and the wild vegetables grow the freshest.

On weekdays, when Yuan went to the river, she would bring back two handfuls of wild vegetables when she had nothing to do, even if she didn't cook and eat them, she would dry them into dried wild vegetables, put them in clay pots, and save them until there were no vegetables in autumn and winter, soak them in water and cook them to eat.

This is also the standard of life of ordinary dealers.

In these difficult times, if you want not to starve to death, you must be careful and frugal.

Seeing that the water in the pottery kettle was bubbling, Yuan took out his chopsticks and stirred them back and forth.

Putting the chopsticks to his mouth and tasting them, Yuan turned his head, turned back to the wooden cupboard, took a few grains of salt and threw them into the clay kettle.

Wiping his hands and covering the wooden cover, Yuan lowered his head to fill the fire.

A faint glow of fire shone from the mouth of the stove, and the flickering firelight illuminated most of Yuan's cheeks.

Yuan's delicate eyebrows, upturned eyebrows, straight nose, red lips and beautiful jawline loomed in the orange-red firelight.

It is said that looking at beauties under the lamp is getting more and more beautiful.

The Yuan family in front of him, under the firelight, is also amazingly beautiful.

Holding the firewood in his hand in one hand, Yuan stared at the fire burning in the stove, and said in his heart that he would sleep today, and he would probably move a few feet to the top of the kang.

Although it is not yet June, the fire kang will not be removed, but it should not be burned more.

Especially tonight, she has already burned once.

Now because of the boiling soup again, I am afraid that the kang head next to the stove will not be able to sleep.

Thinking of this, Yuan pursed his lips and smiled, and said in his heart that the fire kang is really a good thing, and they can live in it now, but they have to thank the "living Bodhisattva" prince who created it in the south.

Ondol is a new thing that has emerged in recent years.

It is said that in the early years, passing caravans were brought from the south.

In previous years, when there was no ondol, no matter how cold or hot it was, they lived in that kind of hard sleep.

It's good that it's hot, and it's not hard to sleep and spread a layer of straw mats.

But when it's cold, people like them who can't afford charcoal shiver from the cold when they are covered with thick quilts and are frozen.

Later, there was this fire kang, which was warm in winter and cool in summer, saving money and saving lives, and they were completely liberated.

Because of this fire kang, even if they live in the north and middle, they also remember the good of the "living bodhisattva" prince in the south.

Hey, it's a pity, Yuan sighed faintly, no matter how good the south is, no matter how prosperous the life is, they can't go......

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Shanchuan was keenly aware that the situation in the house was wrong.

Scratching his head carefully, he secretly turned his head sideways and glanced at his father and mother sitting on the kang.

I saw Zhao Fuxiang hunched over, his back against the wall next to the kang head, and the shadow behind him covered half of his body tightly.

At a glance, it was black and winter, and I couldn't see the appearance on my face at all.

Li sat at the half-arm of Zhao Fuxiang's hand, with his back to the window, showing his full face.

I can see it clearly, but Li's facial expression is not very good, with drooping eyebrows, hanging eyes, and a gloomy face.

Zhao Shanchuan chuckled in his heart, and his intuition was going to be bad.

What's going on?

Dad went out today, and when he came back, his mother changed his face.

Isn't there something related to it.

For a while, there was a lot of thinking in his head, so that Zhao Shanchuan's face was still a little stiff.

Afraid that the two would see that there was a difference, Zhao Shanchuan hurriedly lowered his head and honestly did not dare to move.

Not long after, Zhao Shanhe and Zhao Shanlin walked in front and back.

"Bah-"

The door was shut, and the people were all in the house.

Li raised his head, looked at the three sons standing on the ground, turned his head and stretched out his hand, and stabbed Zhao Fuxiang beside him.

Zhao Fuxiang moved his body before opening his mouth to speak.

The voice was a little deep, and the three brothers listened to it in their ears, and their hearts were pounding.

"I called you here, because I have something to say to your brothers."

"Today, I went to Changping County to see if the fish at home are good to sell."

"I heard something else."

"The eldest lord of Changping County wants to increase taxes for the entire county, and the notice of the imperial court has been posted, which is double that of last year, and it is three layers."

"Seeing that it is the summer harvest, it is estimated that the additional taxes will be collected together with the summer harvest."

"Our Changle County and Changping County are both the fiefdoms of that prince, and they shouldn't be able to escape."

Zhao Fuxiang's voice just fell.

The three of them sighed in their hearts.

The three brothers had shocked expressions.

Zhao Shanlin, as the eldest son in the family, under the cultivation of Zhao Fuxiang, took care of all the affairs of the family early, and can be said to be a good hand in the family's farming management.

He has the most say in the matter of endowment.

"Dad, no, with the addition of taxes, we will have to be busy with this summer's harvest this year."

Zhao Shanlin clasped his palms together, and with a "snap" sound, the sides of his palms were red, but he didn't realize it.

"Taxes are all fixed, the court orders, the people abide by it, even the prince, you can't do this!"

Moreover, the increase in taxes is purely to leave no way for the bankers to live.

What's more, the grain harvested in the summer is just to rush in time before the autumn grain comes down.

The old grain at home has bottomed out, and the new grain is just connected, so that you will not run out of food and go hungry.

At present, if the imperial court suddenly increases the endowment, the new grain will be taken away by the imperial court without accident.

When the old grain in the ordinary farmer's house is finished, and the autumn grain has not fallen, they can eat much during this time.

"When taxes move, the foundation is shaken, the people starve to death is small, and the court turmoil is a big ......"

Zhao Shanlin has studied in private school for several years, knows how to read and understand, and knows the righteousness of the family and the country, so he will be even more angry.

"We ordinary villagers, we only know how to be fed and clothed, raise babies and farm, if this realm can't be raised, then we can only change the realm to continue to raise," Zhao Fuxiang calmed his face, stretched out his hand and compared four fingers, "Forty years ago, your father and I fled with a few of your uncles, and there was a chaotic way of living." ”

Glancing at the dark roof, Zhao Fuxiang's expression was complicated, and he finally sighed and vented most of his spirit, "This world is going to be chaotic." ”

The moment he spoke, Zhao Fuxiang's back bent deeper, and he was more than ten years old.

When the three brothers heard this, they all deflated and bowed their heads in silence.