There was barely room for footing in the room, a low, shabby table, a bed made of stone and planks, and a mattress clumped together and hard as a slate.

There are also some household utensils scattered in the corner, and it is clear at a glance that there is nothing else.

Mr. Liang, father and son could only sit on the edge of the patchwork bed, smelling a wafting smell that I couldn't tell what it was.

There was a fire in the house, Ding Xiang'er took out a small pottery stove, put all the branches in the house in it, put them in front of Master Liang and Boya, smiled at them, and then went out with a broken clay pot and brought in a jar of snow, and put it on the fire to melt.

The snow turned into water, and the bowl of yellow corn came out, and the son of Ding Xiang'er was about to reach out and grab it, but Ding Xiang'er didn't pay attention, and the corn touched a few grains in the child's hand command dance, and was immediately slapped open by Ding's daughter-in-law.

She scolded viciously: "You little brute, starving ghost reincarnated, will your father and mother have less to eat!" You little brute, this is what your father and mother begged to save your life, eat raw, you little brute can't pull it out, you want to die! ”

The child didn't even cry, sucking on his swarthy fingers, and staring at the pot in front of his father without blinking.

Ding Xiang'er smiled embarrassedly at the two masters, picking up a few grains of corn that had fallen on the ground while laughing, blowing it, and carefully scattering it into the clay pot.

Maybe I didn't think it was enough, so I grabbed a small handful.

"Two large bowls of corn, let's cook more." Boya looked at the boy's thin neck and reminded.

Ding Xiang'er nodded in fear, weighed and put a small pinch more in the pot, and then said:

"Keep the rest for the doll, a small bowl for five days, you can pull, and he can eat until April."

Boya was shocked and asked, "April?" What about the grain that your family harvested last year? ”

Ding Xiang'er smiled bitterly, "The little master's family laughed, after deducting the rent from the grain collected last year, and repaying the grain owed the year before last, there was only half a jar in total, and it was eaten when winter came." ”

"We adults are fine, just little ones, we can't eat balls made of ground bark into powder, we can't pull them out, but it's good to survive the winter, and the field can always ask for some wild vegetables to eat, and he can pull them."

Listening to Ding Xiang'er's words, Bo Ya felt that what he had just asked was stupid.

Soon, the corn porridge in the clay pot was bubbling and bubbling, and a peculiar aroma of grain wafted out, and the children of the Ding family couldn't stand still and reached out to grab the pot.

Ding Xiang'er and his wife hurriedly stuffed a wooden spoon into his hand and let his son scoop and eat.

He looked like he was no more than two or three years old, and he scooped the porridge in the jar with a wooden spoon, and poured it directly into his mouth without blowing, which made Boya feel terrified.

But the boy seemed to have gotten used to it, and his mother stuffed him with a mouthful of snow, and he continued with the next spoonful.

This time he didn't feed it to his mouth, but carefully handed the spoon to his mother, his eyes flickered, his little face was raised, and there was an expectant smile on the corner of his mouth, as if to say: A-Niang also eats, this porridge is so fragrant~

......

After returning home with difficulty under the escort of the family members, Boya looked at his father, who had been speechless, in surprise, and asked softly:

"Dad, is there so little output in the field?"

Master Liang looked at this son who didn't know anything about farming helplessly, he was really puzzled, how could his own good son be bewitched by the Xu family to persuade him, the old father, to be a "great good man".

He did get the capital accumulated by his ancestors, which led to his current family business, but it was not so easy to keep this huge family business.

There are people in the family who have to work in the officialdom, and there are people who have to study, and these expenses are not a lot at all!

If they want to maintain the current scenery, the cost they have to pay is also extremely high.

It's not that he doesn't want to be kind to tenants, it's just that his position puts him here, and he doesn't allow him to treat them as a person, an individual.

He can only calculate the overall benefits to keep his home running.

It's just that, when you count it down layer by layer, the exploitation that falls on the tenants seems to be a bit inhumane.

Master Liang has always felt that he is not a good person, but he is not a bad person either, so he will also lend grain to these tenants so that they can survive.

After all, the death of a tenant is also a loss for him.

Master Liang admitted that he couldn't be the same evil lord as the rich man who cut down the Xu Jiajun as soon as he entered the city.

But if he wants to give these tenants such a big bargain with all his wealth, he will really hurt it!

Master Liang recalled the wolf-like eyes of the tenants, first sighed unwillingly, and then asked his son:

"What does Xu Jiajun want to do?"

To be an emperor?

Apparently not. So Master Liang wants to know what kind of banner the rebels in this world can rebel at.

Bo Ya suddenly straightened her back and replied: "Xu Yue told me that she wants to liberate all the serfs, overthrow this feudal monarchy, and establish a civilized, rule-of-law, harmonious, and just country that belongs to the people rather than the emperor!" ”

When Master Liang heard this, he subconsciously showed a sarcastic smile, wanting to say that Xu Yue was naïve enough.

However, in the next second, he thought of his own filial son who had been fooled by this innocent girl, and the sarcastic smile he had just pulled out instantly turned into self-deprecation.

The way of the world is going to change!

"Dad, don't hesitate any longer, the Xu family army will come to us tomorrow to plan the land, I don't want you and your uncles to become the souls of the Xu family's saber." Boya earnestly persuaded.

After speaking, without waiting for Master Liang's reply, he got up and went out of the warm fire room, gathered all the family, and smashed the granary at home.

"What are you going to do!" Master Liang chased after him in shock.

Boya shouted, "Distribute food to everyone!" ”

Master Liang has just begun to waver, where can he accept that his son is really here?

Ignoring nothing, distraught and angry, his eyes swept around, and he picked up the broom by the wall and struck at Boya.

"You are really a good person, how did my Liang family produce a great filial son like you! You dare to move the granary to try it, and see that the ancestors don't send thunder to smash you! ”

Bo Ya motioned to the already ecstatic family to do what he said, and at the same time avoided retorting his father:

"The ancestors are lying in the cemetery, they can't rain thunder, Xu Yue said, thunder and rain are natural phenomena, Dad, you are engaged in superstition! It's not right! ”

"Xu Yue said Xu Yue said, is it the Xu family or my Liang family, you little brute!"

Master Liang was so angry that he waved his broom and beckoned to Boya, and the father and son chased after him all over the yard, warm and warm, but he didn't feel cold at all.

It's just that this anger is a bit too heavy, and Master Liang is getting old, so he didn't hold it up all of a sudden, and fainted.

Liang Jiawubao became lively, and in the excited cheers of the tenants, Bo Ya carried his father back to the couch with difficulty, and asked him to lie down for a while to quench his anger.

Xu Yue will lead Xu Jiajun over tomorrow, and he still has a lot of preparations to do.

Besides, today's trip to Ding Xiang'er's house made him even more determined to follow Xu Jiajun to the end!

It turned out that the tenants had such a hard time.

It turned out that the landlord in this world was as ignorant as his father, and it was natural that he should have done so.

It turns out that there are still so many exploited and oppressed people waiting for them to be liberated!

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