Old Man Gu's old face turned red, and he couldn't help but scold Gu Yuqiao: "Adults talk, what are you talking about?" ”

Gu Yuqiao was not convinced, but he also knew that the matter had not been resolved, and in front of so many elders in the village, he couldn't talk back, otherwise it would become unreasonable.

When Gu Lao Er saw that she was deflated, he immediately took an inch.

"In short, elders, whether my family knows how to farm or not, but because my eldest brother picked a child, it is a fact that my family's grain harvest has been reduced, if my father does not care about his disobedience and unfilial piety, he will have to compensate for our family's losses, don't you say?"

The village elders looked at each other for a while, originally they thought that the Gu family's big house was at fault, but listening to it, they always felt that something was wrong, and they couldn't say it.

Without waiting for them to understand, Gu Huaming sneered and finally spoke: "How much do you want?" ”

Gu Lao Er has already settled the account, "We have twenty acres of grain in previous years, and after paying the field tax and poll tax, we can still have some food left for our own family, but this year I am afraid that our own food will not be enough." So big brother, you can compensate our father for the money from the field and poll tax! ”

Gu Huaming didn't get angry but laughed: "I think you made a mistake in your wishful thinking, I don't have any money!" ”

Xiao Huang next to him suddenly shouted: "Big brother, do you still want to lie to us?" I've heard that your family is selling coconut oil, and there must be money in selling oil, and I saw Yu Qiao buy a lot of good things at home yesterday! ”

Gu Yuqiao was hehe, it turned out that he was worried about their family's money!

"I sold oil once, how much money can I have? I bought it yesterday as a jar for oil. ”

Gu Lao Er said shamelessly: "If you don't have money now, you can make an IOU, or use the method of making coconut oil to offset it......"

"Enough!" A majestic voice shouted angrily, and everyone was stunned.

When everyone looked back, it was the village chief.

"Gu Jiaerlang, do you think that our people are old and dizzy, or are we not clear in our brains, and we are easy to deceive?"

Gu Lao Er's heart was weak, "Village Chief, how did you say this?" ”

As soon as the village chief was about to speak, he heard Gu Yuqiao's crisp and immature voice "giggle" and laugh.

"Second uncle, you have a bunch of charges against my father, but even a little kid of mine understands that you are arguing with reason! Grandpa the village chief, my family also has the right to plead, right? ”

Old Man Gu had a bad premonition, but the village chief had already nodded in agreement: "You say, if you don't point it out to me, then point it out." ”

The girl's voice is crisp and refreshing:

"First, the second uncle said that my family had money to come, so he separated from them. But the landlord Zhang can testify that they were afraid of being affected by my father, so they split up. Oh, when we split up, the old Gu family didn't give us a grain of food, and my mother also went to many people's homes to exchange food. ”

"Second, my father can't see it, and he doesn't deliberately pick a son and don't help with the work, he always remembers to remind his grandfather that they have to take care of the field, they don't take care of it themselves, and they rely on others if they don't harvest, what is the reason?"

The village chief snorted: "And I just went to see it, your rice yield has been reduced, but it has not yet reached the point of no harvest!" ”

The girl smiled coldly and continued: "Third, all the grain in your family, according to the harvest of previous years, is worth thirty taels if it is sold, of which the little grain is worth ten taels of silver, but if all the taxes are paid in silver, it will cost eighty taels of silver. ”

Selling millet is about five or six pounds per catty; Tianfu is one percent of the local average yield per mu levied per mu, and Osmanthus Village is thirty catties; If the poll tax is paid for silver, it is five taels per person, but if it is for grain......