The night is as cool as frost.

The cold wind mixed with snow blew on the windows, making a noisy sound, and some cold wind squeezed into the house through the cracks in the windowsill, and sounded in the ears of the beautiful woman on the kang.

A snow-white arm like a lotus root suddenly poked out of the quilt, and put half of the round and jade face on the quilt, a lampstand on the high table, and the dim light hit the kang.

Han Anniang got out of the quilt, took a breath of fresh air, and just picked up the small clothes on the side and was about to put them on, she was torn open by Chen Mo.

Han Anniang said shyly: "Uncle, didn't you say that you want to teach the slave family to read?" ”

"You can teach it on the kang."

Chen Mo quickly got out of the bed, and after taking an enlightenment book, he quickly lay down in the bed and hugged Han Anniang.

"If you are greedy, you can't chew it, sister-in-law, I'll teach you five big characters first, and then teach you five big characters when you can read and write."

Chen Mo planned to wait for Han Anniang to be literate and then teach her the art of blood cultivation.

Chen Mo doesn't expect her to succeed in cultivation, as long as she can learn a fur, it is good to be healthy.

He asked Han Anniang to say the words she knew first.

Although Han Anniang didn't read and didn't know much, she could still write her own name and Chen Mo's name.

After understanding the words she knows, Chen Mo began to teach, first of all, the five words of firewood, rice, oil, salt, and tea that are common in life.

Han Anniang is still studying very seriously, reading and writing on her lap.

It's just that Chen Mo is a little dishonest in teaching.

Under the clavicle that was as delicate as jade, the two full moons were shrouded in the Five Finger Mountain, and sometimes a slightly rapid breath came out of Han Anniang's mouth.

"Uncle..."The pink lips pursed slightly, and Han Anniang's greasy cheeks gradually rose with an intoxicating redness.

"Sister-in-law, study seriously, don't look around." Chen Mo said.

Han Anniang: "......"

She endured the irrepressible shame and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Uncle, how do you let the slave family learn like this?" ”

"You can't study like this, and you can still develop your concentration, killing two birds with one stone. Come, read it to me, firewood, rice, ......"

“……”

Han Anniang's beautiful eyes drooped, endured her shame, and said in a trembling voice: "But uncle, you are like this, the slave family is concentrated at all... Not spiritual. ”

But Chen Mo didn't listen.

Han Anniang could only endure her shyness to adapt.

Fortunately, it's only five words, not much, Han Anniang quickly mastered it, and she wants to learn it again.

Chen Mo smiled and pinched Han Anniang's face, and said, "Remember now, it doesn't mean that you will remember tomorrow, go to sleep." ”

……

Sure enough, early the next morning.

Chen Mo asked her to write the five big characters she learned last night, but Han Anniang only wrote two words, rice and tea.

Chen Mo could only take advantage of the breakfast time to teach her for a while.

In the morning, he practiced knives, and Zhang He dug tunnels.

After eating at noon and resting and digesting for a while, Chen Mo taught Zhang He to practice knives.

After practicing the knife, he recovered his strength, and Zhang He continued to dig the tunnel.

In the eyes of people who don't know the inside story, Zhang He was used by Chen Mo like a cow and a horse.

But for Zhang He, there was no complaint, but gratitude.

Because Chen Mo not only packed him lunch and dinner, but also occasionally asked him to take some food home.

In these troubled times, food is like regenerating parents.

Second, now everyone in the village knows that he is Chen Mo's younger brother.

The villagers greeted him with a hint of respect in their voices.

Time flowed like water, and in the blink of an eye, five days passed.

During this period, Chen Mo took Zhang He into the city and retrieved the newly built Tang knife.

This new Tang knife is more than five catties heavier than the original Tang knife.

Chen Mo gave the old Tang knife to Zhang He.

In addition, Chen Mo also purchased a batch of grain, mainly rice and pork.

The price of grain has risen again, and not far from spring, Chen Mo must put up the grain first.

Once a war starts, food prices will only get higher.

But that was the day they came back from the food.

Zhang He told Chen Mo that many people in the village wanted to mix with him and asked him if he would accept it.

Chen Mo naturally won't accept it.

This is the martial arts world, and it is not the ancient times when he did not cross over, what is the use of him accepting so many people, and then build a Qinghe Gang?

Don't make a fuss, his own expenses are so big, how can he afford to support so many people?

Even if he raises it, but this is a troubled time, and the anti-thieves are about to fight, does he recruit so many ordinary people to resist the anti-thieves?

Or a rebellion?

If they were warriors, it would be pretty much the same.

Accepting dozens of ordinary people as junior brothers, it is just dozens of mouths to help him eat, really treat him as a philanthropist?

And these people are still dragging their families.

To put it mildly, it's cumbersome.

Let's take care of ourselves first.

……

Another week passed.

The time has come on the twentieth of January,

Although it was still cold, the snow had stopped falling for two days.

On this day, the people of the Yamen came.

It was Peng Qing who personally brought people here.

The purpose of coming to Fukuzawa Village is to collect taxes.

It's a new year again.

It's time to pay this year's hunting tax and body money.

But Fuze Village, which has been looted twice by the Qinghe Gang, how can it be rich to pay taxes?

Does the yamen know?

Of course I do.

But this is a dead order issued from above, if the tax does not come up, he will find a way to make up for it.

Chang Yuan will definitely not pay this money.

If he doesn't come out, who will?

Do you expect the local scholars to come out?

Therefore, we can only suffer the people.

If you don't have any money, you will take the field.

Many people in the village still have land.

For them, the field is the expectation of life, the root of their life, and they will not sell it unless it is absolutely necessary.

Peng Qing knew that this was too much, so at the beginning, he persuaded him with good words, saying that they could use the land to offset the tax, and refund more and make up for less.

Later, the villagers did not listen, so they began to use force.

Fukuzawa Village was full of mourning again.

Chen Mo also paid taxes.

This is something that every family has to pay.

Unless he wants to rebel.

After Peng Qing and the others left, Chen Mo sighed.

What has become of this court.

If it goes on like this, it is unreasonable not to die.

Chen Mo only dared to complain at the moment, and he glanced at the system panel.

[Name: Chen Mo.] 】

[Age: 16.] 】

[Exercise: Blood Nourishment (Dacheng 283.3/1000.) 】

[Realm: Refining bones (eight products). 】

[Strength: 85.] 】

[Skill: Demon Breaking Knife Method (226540/400000)] 】

He can't change anything.

Anyway, there are still some people in the village who owe him food.

Chen Mo never asked them for repayment.

Now at this time, Chen Mo is even more difficult to speak.

That's it, so be it.

...

The cellar is progressing well.

Although the tunnel was not dug for long, the space for Chen Mo, Han Anniang, and Zhang He's family to live was still dug up.

Of course, Chen Mo did not forget to strengthen and avoid the collapse of the cellar.

...

February 5.

Chen Mo is seventeen years old, and his sister-in-law cooked a bowl of longevity noodles for him and put two eggs.

On this day, he moved his heart of compassion and asked Zhang He to send some food to Chen Dalin and Song Tian's family.