Chapter 203: Have pity on us

"Nonsense! One more question!! Mrs. Wu didn't know the bottom of her heart. However, since it is produced in the granddaughter's space, it must be a good thing. She never doubted this.

Today's family meeting ended successfully. The Song family, because there are more than 150 acres of land at home, is so excited that they can't sleep - land is the lifeblood of the people, with these, they are no longer like duckweed without roots, and they don't know where to go!

The next morning, the whole family got up early. Song Dafu walked to the stable in the backyard and found that there was an extra cow inside, and sure enough, it was the cow at home. In the past, the cattle in the family were carefully taken care of by Song Dafu, although he hadn't seen him for a few months, the old cow recognized him at a glance, and called "moo", as if to greet him, and his eyes were moist and soft.

"Old fellow! We're going to 'fight' side by side again, look at this fat, I don't know if we can still pull the plowshare! Song Dafu touched its oily and slippery hair, his eyes smiling.

The cow seemed to understand him, squinted at him, and "mooed" vigorously, as if to say, "Who do you look down on?" ”

Sure enough, when he arrived at the field in Liujia Village, the cow seemed to have used all the strength he had saved for several months, and worked very hard. It's just that he didn't cooperate with the feeding, and he seemed to look down on the grass that Song Dafu carefully selected and cut back - it ate fresh and delicious alfalfa grass in the field, and it was a little dry grass in autumn and winter, and it always hated it!

Song Laohan and Wu Pozi took Xiao Fuya to Zhuangzi outside the city. Yesterday, I met with the tenant farmers in the village and the village, and today I asked in detail about the harvest in the village this year and the family background of the tenants.

It was learned that the Zhuangzi had also been flooded, and the crop yield was seriously reduced. The previous owner did not reduce their rent, and there was almost nothing left after paying the rent. Now that food is expensive and difficult to buy, many people can't open the pot.

Zhuang Tou is an old man who looks about the same age as Song Laohan. He took a step forward and bent over at Song Laohan, his weather-beaten face was a little worried, and he said cautiously: "The owner, these are the tenants on the Zhuangzi, a total of six households. They are all honest people who have done farm work all their lives. This can be guaranteed by the little old man. ”

The previous owner was picky and harsh, and if he didn't do well, he wouldn't be left behind. This year's natural disasters have left many refugees stranded outside the city, and the most important thing is manpower, and the tenants are uneasy, fearing that the new owners will no longer give them the land.

Song Laohan is also an old farmer who has been farming all his life, and he knows what the tenants are worried about, so he said slowly: "As long as you work hard and don't cheat, you don't have to worry about not giving you tenants." To whom is this land tenant not tenant? You don't need to be raw when you use it! However, if someone doesn't serve the field well, I said ugly things in my head, my temple is small, and I can't afford your big Buddha, please find another high! ”

Zhuang Tou hurriedly said: "Owner, you can rest assured." If anyone doesn't do a good job, I'll be the first to clean him up! ”

Mrs. Wu also spoke: "Let me tell you the truth! We, Zhuangzi, will not grow grain in the spring next year! ”

When the tenants hear, look at me, and I look at you—what do they eat if they don't grow food? I heard that there is about to be a war in the west, and I am afraid that next year's grain will be more expensive, and I may not be able to buy it if I have money!

Mrs. Wu said, "I know what you're worried about. Let me give you a thorough explanation, what we grow is in cooperation with the little prince of Chenwangfu, and it will be sold to the army in the future! ”

Zhuang Tou was shocked, the new owner was actually a person from Chenwangfu? No way? Sure enough, people can't be disgraced! However, to plant things for the Chenwang Mansion, they also have to eat!

"Owner, this year's autumn grain production has been seriously reduced, and most of the grain stored in the north has been transported to the disaster area for disaster relief, and next year's grain will definitely be more expensive. If we don't grow food, what will our family snack on? Zhuang Tou sighed and said.

Song Ziran frowned two willow eyebrows—indeed a problem. The tenants on the Zhuangzi add up to fifty or sixty people, and the annual ration is at least 20,000 catties. Zhuangzi in Liujia Village, who planted corn and sweet potatoes in the first year, does not know what the yield will be, and whether it can wrap so many people to eat, is still unknown.

"Or ...... Leave ten acres of fertile land to grow crops? Xiao Fuya tilted her head and looked at her grandfather. He is a good farmer, and he has the most say in farming.

Song Laohan knocked the cigarette bag pot on the sole of his shoe, frowned and said, "Leave twenty acres!" The corn seed you mentioned, after all, is planted in the first year, and I don't know if the water and soil here are suitable for planting that. They are right, for the common people, the most important thing is food! ”

Zhuang Tou and his son glanced at each other, and said with a wry smile: "The owner, twenty acres of land can produce more than 4,000 catties of grain at most. If you give half of it to the owner as rent, the rest is to tighten your belt, and it may not last until next year......"

Song Ziran said to them: "We have to change the method of renting land next year." ”

The head of the village and the tenants were shocked and asked repeatedly, "Is it to increase the rent?" The owner, we can't go up again, and if it goes up again, we won't have a way to live! ”

Some tenants said: "Originally, half of the output of the land was rented, and the rest had to pay various taxes, and at most only three or four percent of what fell into our hands was left." If the rent is raised again, even if you drink two meals a day, it will be difficult to survive until the next year's grain harvest! ”

"Boss, you are doing well, have mercy on us!" Some tenants bent their knees and knelt down towards Song Laohan.

Song Laohan hurriedly helped the person up and said, "It's not a rent increase, you guys listen to what you say, okay?" ”

"No rent increase?" The tenants looked at each other: But didn't this little lady say that she wanted to change the method of renting the land for farming? Don't...... Give them rent reductions? Impossible, how can there be an owner who takes the initiative to reduce the rent of the tenants, and is not the reincarnation of a living bodhisattva?

Mrs. Wu said angrily: "What are you yelling about?" Before the little proprietor finished speaking, you just complained. Is that what you call honesty? Is this your way of keeping to yourself? If you don't think it's appropriate to rent our land, we don't ask you to rent it! If you want me to say, it's better to buy a few families, and the deed of sale is in our hands, and they can't turn it out of the palm of our hands! ”

Zhuang Tou had already seen that the lady of the owner was not easy to talk to, and hurriedly said: "The female owner, you have misunderstood, we are not disobedient to the arrangement...... You also know that in this world, the common people are suffering! We just ask the owner to leave us a way to live. ”

Mrs. Wu frowned, and her face, which originally looked difficult to get along with, became even more fierce: "What? If you don't give you the land, do you force you to die? Whom do you frighten with death? We didn't make money and we didn't kill us, what happened to you, and you can't find us! ”