"What a good boy!" Grandpa looked at the staggered backs of several children and sighed. It should be known that the oldest of them is only 12 or 3 years old, and the youngest is less than 5 years old.

In a short time, the sweaty middle-aged couple slowly walked from the field to the shade of the tree where the old man was, and the children had already taken over from their grandparents and began to pack and tidy up.

"Daddy!" The husband and wife called out in unison.

"Hey! Come and eat! Your aunt deliberately let the deep well water with two gourds be wrapped in a jacket as soon as it was hit, no, it's still cold, drink some to relieve the heat. The old man agreed casually.

"Hey! Thank you, Daddy" The couple casually threw the sickle in their hands into a small basket, and then one of them took a gourd, and under the hot sun, the surface of the gourd actually had a layer of frost, and it was cold.

Immediately, the two of them picked up the gourd and tasted a big mouthful, and the heat instantly decreased a lot under the washing of the cold well water, but fortunately, the two who were used to work also knew that although the well water was good, they could not drink too much and too fast at one time. m.

After drinking two sips of ice water in small amounts, the two of them stuffed the lid of the gourd tightly, and then took the already cold meal, picked a good place under the tree, sat down, leaned back against the tree, and devoured it.

The old man looked at the two people who were eating heavily, and a smile appeared on his face, and then he also found a place next to his son and sat down.

"This year's harvest was good! By the grace of the king, this year's tax is a few percent lower, but I don't know what the price of this grain is. If only it could be higher. The old man said to his son.

"Daddy." The man in the prime of life wiped his lips and swallowed the food in his mouth, and then said to his father: "My son has already inquired, the price of grain is incomparable with the years before. ”

"How can you compare with previous years! A few years ago, a bucket of millet rose to 100 yuan! Is that still millet rice? That's Jinmi" The old man kept complaining: "If a bucket can be sold for ten dollars this year, it will be good!" A few years earlier, when there was no war, it was a bucket of ten dollars. ”

The man swallowed another bite of food and said, "It must be more than mile!" The official who divided the land for our family said that the king stipulated that the minimum price of grain should not be less than 12 yuan per bucket! ”

"Really?" The old man was suddenly interested, but then he withered again, sighed lightly and said: "The king naturally feels sorry for us, but the king is in charge of heaven and earth, but he can't control how people collect grain!" The grain merchants lowered the price together, even if it was the king, there was nothing they could do. ”

"Daddy, don't worry." The man bowed his head and took a big bite of food: "The official said, my king has already built a regular position, if the price of the grain merchant is low, just pull the grain to the yamen, see the condition of the wheat, 12 to 15 Wen a bucket, Tong Su is not bullied!" Even if we can't sell this wheat for 15 wen, there are always 13 or 4 wen! ”

"Really!" The old man asked again in disbelief.

"Is that still fake? It's the one who said to the adults who divided the fields in our family, and the yamen also issued a notice, covered with a big red seal! The man finally cleaned up the food in the basin.

"Not only that, but the lord also said that the king feels sorry for us mud legs the most. If we can trust the officials, as long as we talk to the village elders, the officials will take the official bucket and the carriage directly to the house to collect wheat! We don't even have to go into the city. The man continued.

But when the old man heard this, he frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "Still don't!" The wheat did not enter the official warehouse, if the public in the coming day beat a rake and said that we did not pay the grain or said that we did not pay the grain enough, we can say that there is no evidence and no evidence, but the official word is two! ”

"Hey! This adult has long thought of it, saying that it is the same as handing over grain at the official office, there will be a certificate for handing over grain, and selling grain is even more money and grain on the spot, and the loss on the road is counted as the official's mile! The man replied as he took out the water hyacinth from his side.

"Still not good!" The old man thought for a moment, but still shook his head: "If we haven't entered the official warehouse, we don't feel at ease." And will the price of food in the city be higher? ”

"Hmmm! That's what we mean! The man opened the gourd, poured a well of water and continued: "Not only us, but several families in the village think so, and we still have to pull it into the city by ourselves to feel at ease." ”

"Hmm!" The old man nodded and said, "Even if you pay some money for entering the city, you have to be safe!" ”

"Haha! Dad! The king has already thought about it for us! The man smiled brightly and said, "The lord said that if you don't worry about going into the city to sell it yourself, the king will also give us benefits." ”

"How?" The old man's interest was aroused at once.

"My lord said: King Kindness, it is not easy to take pity on us to grow grain, and those who enter the city to sell grain and pay grain only need to pay poll tax, not excise tax," the man wiped his moist lips and said with a smile.

"That's a good idea! I'm afraid that those businessmen will do bad, you have to be more mindful, and don't let them use big buckets to make small buckets. Run a few more, see clearly and then sell! The old man continued to instruct.

The man looked at the old man with a serious face, and continued to smile and said: "Daddy, don't worry, I just need to find the grain merchant with the highest grain price, in order to prevent the merchant from cheating on the utensils, the king ordered the market to be weighed uniformly with an official fight, and every morning the official family issued an official fight, and there are also officials patrolling. The king is telling us to sell grain with confidence! ”

"So...... So ......" The old man was a little excited and didn't know how to describe it, most of his life's experience had become a waste in the king's new policy, how could it be so simple and easy to hand over and sell grain? It's so easy that you can't believe it!

Perhaps this is what the deceased old people called the "prosperous age"!

I don't want the old man to have such a blessing and be able to see the end of the prosperous world. My sister who starved to death on the streets, my brother who died of exhaustion in the fields, and my parents who froze to death on a frozen night, how nice it would be if you were still here!

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, and the two lines of turbid tears broke through the barriers of the ravines and flowed in the traces of the years.

"Daddy, that's a good thing! Why are you still crying! The man looked at his father inexplicably.

The old father in the famine took himself to dig wild vegetables, hunt wild boars, and pick herbs, and he didn't cry when his head broke the bowl, his arm was bitten by a wild boar and he didn't cry, and his thigh was pulled by a mountain stone and he still didn't cry. Why do you suddenly become a little daughter?

The strong woman beside her obviously understood her father's psychology better, and then poked her simple husband and said, "Daddy, this is happy!" ”

Some people died, but not completely......