When the words fell, both of them seemed to be poked in the sore spot, and they were silent for a while.

After a long while, Jiang Bo spoke: "It can't go on like this, otherwise the previous plan will be completely nullified." ”

The old man naturally knew the severity and nodded.

The two remained silent.

"How's the young master doing?" Half a sound, it was still Jiang Bo who broke the silence.

Speaking of this, a complicated color flashed in the old man's eyes: "It's the same as before." ”

Uncle Jiang stopped talking.

The two played chess in silence, because the meal time had not arrived, so they restarted the game, but in a quarter of an hour, the old man was killed and left behind.

It was the first time he had lost so quickly, and his face suddenly darkened, and he almost smashed the chess pieces over.

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Feng Jiu would run around the village every day, which was considered exercise, not kung fu to be abandoned.

In the past, I would deliberately avoid people and run on remote roads outside the village, but today I am unusually running in the village.

The peasant family got up early, and many people saw her figure, which felt a little strange.

The village chief also saw Feng Nineteen's shadow, his face sank, and he intuitively felt that she was reminding herself to give herself an ultimatum.

Closing the door, he asked the old wife sitting on the side, "Are you sure you have told them about Daifuku?" ”

The old wife waved her hand: "Don't worry, what about the rent, Dafu They are not such stupid people, for a few lotus roots, offended the old man, it is not cost-effective." ”

The village chief wanted to say that it was not the old man who offended in this way, but Feng Nineteen, but after thinking about it, he felt that they were all herdsmen, and there was not much difference, so he closed his mouth.

It's just that there is some bitterness in my heart.

Half a year ago, Feng Nineteen was still an ugly girl, she couldn't get married, she could only lose in her hands, but now she flew up the branch and became a phoenix, and once she was high up.

The village chief regretted it a little.

I knew that Master Mu trusted and valued his eldest daughter-in-law so much, so they sent their children over, their children looked much better than Feng Jiu, and they must be more valued.

If it's your own child, a natural disaster like this will definitely give you free rent, maybe you won't even want next year's rent.

Pity.

It's hard to buy, and you know it early!

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Feng Jiu wandered around the village and went back, and when he went back, he went to his rice field to take a look, and found that the situation was no worse, so he was relieved.

These people are still a little measured, if they really catch themselves again, no matter how good her temper is, she can't help but get angry.

However, in the end, it is the crops that she has worked hard to plant and personally take care of, and it must not be cheap to outsiders!

Feng Jiu hugged more than a dozen lotus roots back, each growing fatter than the other, and it looked very pleasing.

When she returned, she put the lotus root in a basket and soaked it in well water.

Mu Weiyang saw it and hurriedly ran over: "Let's eat lotus root at noon?" ”

"You can only eat two." Feng Nineteen limits the number.

Mu Weiyang pursed his lips and felt that she was slamming the door: "What about the rest?" ”

"It works."

She didn't explain what it was for, Mu Weiyang thought she was going to sell it at the market, so she didn't ask much.

After the meal, the sun was shining high, and today was another sunny day.

Feng Jiu did not squat in the room as usual, but moved a chair and sat under the eaves, as if waiting for something.

Mu Weiyang thought of yesterday's incident, rolled his eyes, and sat next to him.

On the other side of Feng Shijiu, Mu Weixian was sitting, holding a book at the moment, reading it with relish.

Feng Jiu was sewing clothes, his movements were quite dexterous, at least the cut was neat, and his position was ...... It's tight.

Mu Weiyang held his chin on the side, looking very bored.

"Why do you still sew your own clothes, wouldn't it be good to let the embroidery lady come?" Mu Weiyang was puzzled.

Feng 19: "I prefer to do it myself. ”

In fact, it is because the clothes she makes herself can be freely designed, sewing some hidden things on the inside of the clothes, you can stuff more things, if you hand it over to the embroiderer, although the clothes will become more close-fitting and trouble-free, but it will cause suspicion.

Mu Weiyang sighed.

Time seems to have gone on for a long time.

When Feng Shijiu raised his eyes again, his eyes were sour, and he didn't dare to look directly at the sun.

"Today seems to have been extraordinarily slow." Feng Jiu said, "It clearly feels like a long time has passed, but the reality seems to be just a period of time. ”

Mu Weiyang's eyes showed sympathy: "You don't feel wrong, it's noon now." ”

Feng Nineteen smiled on his face: "Is it noon?" ”

Mu Weiyang: "Don't you smell the smell of rice?" ”

"It smells now." The smile on Feng Nineteen's face deepened.

Ordinary people would look better when they laughed, but Feng Jiu smiled, and Mu Weiyang only felt that his cold hair stood on end.

Trembling, retracting the words that he intended to gloat and ridicule, Mu Weiyang became honest in an instant.

Feng Shijiu raised his head slightly and looked at the courtyard gate not far away: "It seems that the people in the village are still very wealthy, and they can't even look down on the rent of twenty percent." ”

Turning his head, he said to Mu Weiyang: "In this way, those families, according to my gambling game, success or failure, this year's tax, let them pay it themselves." ”

Mu Weiyang was stunned: "Isn't this good?" ”

And they paid rent and taxes, and no amount of food they had, they would not be able to make enough.

"What's wrong?" Feng Jiu's voice was soft, "With my lotus root to support them, I can't starve them." ”

Mu Weiyang remembered her ruined lotus root pool, and suddenly stopped talking.

"I'm going to eat first." She jumped.

When the people left, the smile on Feng Shijiu's face had not yet fallen, and she turned her head to look at Mu Weixian, who had discarded the book at some point and was holding the nine chains and trying to untie them.

"Mu Wei Xian." Feng Jiu shouted, "What do you think of my handling method?" ”

Mu Weixian raised his head and opened a pair of clear eyes.

Just when Feng Shijiu thought he was going to refute himself, Mu Weixian suddenly spoke: "That's right, what the lady said is right!" ”

Feng Jiuyi was stunned, and his originally cold smile instantly became a little more sincere, and there was also a little more smile in his eyes.

"It's got a clever mouth."

Mu Weixian didn't know if he understood, and grinned at her, looking bright like a child.

Feng Jiu couldn't help but touch his face, as soon as he touched the warm skin, thinking of what happened last night, he immediately wanted to withdraw his hand.

The clinker was hot in the palm of the next second, and Mu Weixian took the initiative to stretch out his face and rub it against her palm, like a puppy who wanted the owner to caress and caress him, which was distressing.

Feng Jiu's eyelashes moved slightly, his eyes drooped, and his eyes stared at him a little darkly.

Mu Weixian's eyes were shining, even if he was doing things to please people, he didn't look humble, he only made people feel well-behaved, and he seemed to think that she was motionless and not very satisfied, so he grabbed her hand and put it on his face, and then smiled at her, with a mouthful of white teeth.

Feng Jiu couldn't help but move his fingers slightly, rubbing his cheek, his face was silent, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Good behaved.