The movement of Heifeng Village is unknown to Shangbai Village.

Even the bandits don't know that every time they go down the mountain to loot, in order to prevent leakage, they only tell a few leaders in advance.

Zhu Guoxiang's village school has not yet opened, because the busy farming season has arrived.

At this moment, Zhu Ming was holding a sickle and was bending down to cut wheat.

The wheat he cut was tied up with hemp rope by Mrs. Yan.

Bai Qi, the child, was not idle, following Zhu Ming's buttocks, carrying a bamboo basket to pick up the lost ears of wheat.

After tying up the wheat, Mrs. Yan also turned around and went to harvest.

Not long after, Zhu Guoxiang came over with a brazing burden and picked up the wheat that Mrs. Yan had bundled. The bra is an elongated version of the flat pole, with iron tips at both ends, which can be picked up by inserting it into the bundled wheat pile.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law cultivated it themselves, and only this acre of wheat land, and the rest was rented to the villagers.

After picking up the wheat home and spreading it out in the yard, Zhu Guoxiang picked up the flail and began to thresh the wheat.

Shen Yourong was also working, she swept the wheat she had beaten before into a basket and loaded it. At this moment, he was using a wind dustpan to separate the debris from the wheat grains, and his forehead was full of fine sweat, and the skin on his face was much tanned.

The two chatted while working.

Shen Yourong asked: "The higher the corn grows and the higher it grows, it must be able to harvest a lot of grain, can the wheat be interplanted with corn?" ”

Zhu Guoxiang replied: "Yes." Let the wheat be left in empty rows, and the crops should be interplanted in the empty rows. It is best to plant garlic, which is just right for the first month, and second garlic can repel insects. A month or two before the wheat is harvested, the garlic is replaced with corn and planted. After the wheat is harvested, the wheat row is replaced with beans and sweet potatoes. Five crops can be planted on the same plot, and the growth and harvest periods are completely staggered, so they will not be idle all year round. But the mountains are not good, the fertility can't keep up, and the wheat field of the lady's family is just right. ”

"That's nice, five crops on one plot." Shen Yourong smiled happily and began to fantasize about next year's bumper harvest.

Zhu Guoxiang said with emotion: "It's a pity that no matter how much grain is grown, it is not enough for the government to expropriate and expropriate. ”

The smile on Shen Yourong's face suddenly disappeared: "A lot of our family's land is tenant by the main households in the village. They will also have to pay more taxes this year, and I am afraid that the tenant rent will not be collected. Yesterday, Second Brother Wu came to look for me, saying that he was no longer the main household, and all the acres of thin land in the family were sold. He wanted to sell all the land to our family and be our customer, and asked the prime minister if he would like to take it in. ”

"Take it." Of course, Zhu Guoxiang is willing to accept it, and this is the first step towards becoming a big landlord.

Shen Yourong said: "If you accept customers, you can't be a fifth-class household, and our family will have to pay more taxes next year." ”

Zhu Guoxiang said: "If you pay more taxes, you must also collect them. ”

Once the customer is accepted, the account book must be changed, and the customer information must be added to it.

There is only one thing that is very strange, normally speaking, even if the villagers want to vote for the landlord, they should vote for the old white staff, so Wu Er actually came to vote for the Zhu family father and son.

It seems that the old white man has really damaged his reputation!

It's normal to urge taxes, every year.

But this year, there are too many urges, and it has exceeded the farmers' ability to bear. The five Bai Fu brothers who were pushed out to be villains ran away again, and the old white man could only end up in person, and he also used the armor protection method to make a bunch of urges.

Of course, the villagers had grievances in their hearts, so Wu Er could chat with Zhu Ming, and he also gave Zhu Ming a bamboo tube of loose tea. This time he plans not to be the main household, Wu Er would rather be cheap than cheap Zhu Ming than cheap old white outside.

In the long run, the more customers who take refuge in the Zhu family's father and son, the greater the contradiction between them and the old white staff.

The father and son must develop their strength as soon as possible, otherwise to a certain extent, the old white man may turn his face.

The so-called development strength is not to occupy more land, but to accumulate prestige and raise social status.

For example, befriending Li Hanzhang and Zheng Hong is to expand the network and make the old white staff have scruples. Another example is that he has a close relationship with Zhang Guangdao, and there is a bandit by his side, which is also a kind of dependence.

After dusting half a basket of wheat, Shen Yourong turned off the dustpan, went to Zhu Guoxiang's side to help, bowed his head and said, "When the wheat is harvested, Xianggong will go to visit my father." ”

"The lady's arrangement is." Zhu Guoxiang said.

Shen Yourong couldn't help laughing, and his heart was sweet: "You can take Da Lang with you, he is a good scholar, and my father will definitely like it." ”

"Yes, he's good at that." Zhu Guoxiang said.

The farm work here can be handed over to Shen Yourong, Zhu Guoxiang put down the flail, shouldered the brazing burden again, and went to the field to pick the harvested wheat.

Zhu Ming was sitting in the wheat field resting, and when he saw his father coming, he wiped his sweat and complained: "This wheat harvesting work is really not done by people, and I am so tired that my waist is about to break." ”

"It's just a good time to hone your temperament." Zhu Guoxiang said.

Zhu Ming said angrily: "You literally don't have a backache when you stand and talk, you come and bend over to cut wheat all the time." ”

"Can't bear this difficulty?" Zhu Guoxiang said, "I can cut it, you can pick the wheat." But as a word of caution, if you don't cut the wheat, you give up and don't stand the test. ”

"Grass!"

Zhu Ming picked up the sickle again, got up and said, "I can hold it!" ”

Mrs. Yan is used to father-son bickering, and she only laughs and watches the excitement on the side. She is becoming more and more satisfied with her current life, with two men in her family, doing farm work much faster, and harvesting wheat at a rate that has increased exponentially.

Cutting and cutting, Zhu Ming remembered something, and suddenly stood up straight: "Dean Zhu, don't pick wheat, let the cornucopia go back!" ”

"That's right!" Zhu Guoxiang slapped his forehead.

Both father and son regarded the cornucopia as a war horse and never thought of letting the horse do farm work. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law thought of it, but they were embarrassed to say it, causing the horse to be happy all the time.

It's been almost three months since I picked up the horse, and my strength has already recovered, so it's time for the beast to work.

Poor Zhu Ming's big sword was used as a firewood knife to cut through thorns and thorns all the way. Now it's a cornucopia again, a good war horse, which is used to do farm work.

In the evening, the family went back from work, and Shen Yourong also cooked the rice and was sweeping the dried wheat grains in the yard.

Today, the food standard has been raised, rice, meat dishes, and vegetable soup cooked with lard.

Even the cornucopia, which only worked for half a day, gave two more handfuls of beans.

Zhu Guoxiang told his son that there were customers who took refuge, and Zhu Ming said: "This is a good thing, in addition to the old white staff, are there many other families in the village?" ”

Mrs. Yan said: "Eighty percent of them are taking refuge in the old white staff, and the rest are also taking refuge in the third and fourth class households, and I have never seen any of our fifth-class households." ”

"If you have a customer under your name, you will definitely be promoted when you change your account." Shen Yourong said.

"It's okay." Zhu Ming said.

After eating and drinking, Zhu Ming stood outside the courtyard blowing the evening breeze, his waist was tired, and he just wanted to stand for a while at the moment.

I saw a few strong men coming, all holding guys in their hands, and greeted Zhu Ming when they passed by, and then continued to walk forward.

When they walked away, Zhu Ming couldn't help but ask, "What are these people doing?" I saw it yesterday as well. ”

Shen Yourong said: "It's the tea households on the mountain, and they are also the ones who hold the tea, and they have to practice guns and sticks in their spare time." ”

Mrs. Yan's tone was a little dissatisfied: "The old white man shook his majesty outside, shouted one or twenty to go down the mountain, and went around the village, and the neighbors were so frightened that they didn't dare to talk nonsense. ”

Zhu Ming understood that this was the private armed forces of the old white soldiers.

I usually work in the tea plantation, and it is estimated that I will also participate in tea picking, tea making and serving tea trees. These people also relied on these people to escort tea, and in their spare time they conducted military training, and when they demanded taxes, they were used to deter the villagers.

Of course, it is generally not taken out to avoid causing disgust among the villagers.

This time, the government collected too many taxes, and the old white man was afraid of chaos, so he could only show his fangs.

It was getting darker, and as night fell, the village fell silent.

From time to time, a few dog barks broke the silence, but it seemed quieter all around.

Zhu Ming looked up at the night sky: "The moon is so big tonight, why don't I sing a song to everyone." ”

"Stop!"

Zhu Guoxiang hurriedly stopped, not wanting to listen to his son's nervous call.

Zhu Ming said: "If you don't listen, forget it, I used to sing live broadcasts, and I wanted to receive gifts." But it's strange that there are a lot of people when I tell the story, and when I sing the song, they all run away. There are only a few die-hard fans left, and they send barrages saying 'sing very well' to comfort me. Alas, life is as lonely as snow, and few can appreciate my singing voice. ”

Zhu Guoxiang couldn't help but want to roll his eyes, he knew that his son was tired today, and he was talking nonsense to relieve his emotions.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law didn't understand it at all, thinking it was some custom on Guangnan Road.

Zhu Ming suddenly shouted: "Brother Qi, come here!" ”

Bai Qi was very obedient and ran to him quickly.

Zhu Ming said: "I won't teach you to sing today, but I will teach you the originator of a limerick poem." ”

"What is the originator?" Bai Qi asked.

Zhu Ming said: "It's the ancestor." ”

Bai Qi asked again: "What is limerick?" ”

Zhu Ming said nonsense: "It's you who go to get oil, if you can recite oil poems, you don't have to pay for oil." ”

"Then I have to learn." Bai Qi is quite positive.

Zhu Ming said: "Listen up. The river is general, and the well is black and holed. The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen. Do you know what this poem is about? ”

"I don't know." Bai Qi shook his head.

Under the moonlight, Zhu Ming began to explain limerick poems to children.

And in the middle of the Han River, the bandits are rowing small boats and are rapidly approaching Sanbaek Village.

(Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommended ticket, ask for a collection.) ）