Zhao Xiaoliu ate the cake, drank tea, and found a bag of money from the hateful ancestral hall steward Zhou Huaiyi, with a heavy waist and a full stomach, and a happy heart, and then saw the little girl concentrating on turning over an old account, approaching curiously, and then reading for a long time, seeing the girl turning the pages of the book, it is not too much to see ten lines at a glance, and thought: "Can this be seen?"

When he was confused, he saw the little girl insert back into the book, and took out a book to open, he took out the book inserted back, opened it casually, turned a few pages, and one by one of the accounts were boring, on a certain day of a certain month, someone bought a broom for fifteen dollars, and on a certain day of a certain month, someone bought five large woods, so that a certain amount of money, a certain day of a certain month, someone gave a pair of candlesticks, a certain day of a certain month, a certain day of a certain month, a certain day of filial piety to a certain tenant, a certain day of a certain month, a certain cabinet was damaged by a mouse, and a carpenter was found to make a bench...... He yawned after reading a few more, and when he closed the book and was about to insert it back, he said, "This book has been reordered!"

"You also found it?" The traverser flipped through the books without raising his head: "Haven't you ever looked carefully at the books in the village?"

Zhao Xiaoliu shook his head: "The ancestral hall itself has no accounts, these are all the private accounts of the stewards, and only the successive stewards can see them - so they always quarrel until Zhou Dashan ......"

"Huh-" The traverser looked up and said in surprise: "Aren't the ancestors of your old family all brothers, and the ancestral hall is also a public repair, why can only the stewards see it?"

Why can't the old households look at the account books of the ancestral hall, Zhao Xiaoliu really can't say the reason for a while, yes, this ancestral hall is not the ancestral hall of the Zhou family, his ancestors of the Zhao family heard that they also contributed money and efforts to build the ancestral hall, but the steward has never been his Zhao family's share, but it seems that it has never been hereditary by the Zhou family, half a ring, he figured it out and said: " The steward has always been done by the first household in the village, and their Zhou family contracted the tax donations of the whole village, and with his family, no matter how much grain the government wanted, it was always only troublesome to his family, and when there was a deficit in the poor harvest, it was also his family who made up for it, so everyone acquiesced in allowing them to get some benefits from the ancestral hall's land. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Then you also said before that before Zhou Dashanren, he often quarreled over this matter. ”

"That's why they went too far!" Zhao Xiaoliu said: "The land of the ancestral hall, I don't know how much, the ancestors passed down the word, saying that at that time, each household gave out one acre, got together, hired people to farm, as the ancestral hall annual sacrifice and sprinkled sweeping and replacement fees, a hundred years ago there were seventy or eighty households in the village, then you have seventy acres of land, good land and land average, calculate the rent of one season, this also has to be thirty or forty stone grain, why the whole village can only be divided into water for the New Year?"

"Together, why don't you know the number of acres?"

"It's all the old people's talking, and what was discussed at the time was this, and when each family went out of the land, there were those who relied on it, and there were those who refused to go out of the fields, and there were also those who took the hillsides to make up the numbers, and no one was willing to take out the good land at the edge of the village, and the last way was to pay the price of one acre of land for each household, and the people who started the incident picked up large pieces of land to buy, and only the ones in charge of the matter knew how much they bought -- Jiming Village was surrounded by mountains, and there were not many fields in the village, most of them were scattered in the mountains, and no one had such idle time to count the fields of the whole village. ”

The traverser was very speechless when he heard it: "You don't care about the number of acres of land, but you fight for pork every year. ”

Zhao Xiaoliu was also very helpless: "There may have been people looking for it before, no power and no power, which one cares about you, it's like dividing the water, arguing every year, there is no result every year, and in the end, Zhou Dashan took over, did good deeds, shared a lot of pork with the village in a year, and renovated the ancestral hall out of his own pocket, and everyone thanked him." It's a pity that his body is not good, in the past few years, he has changed his younger brother to do it, and he is going back to the old road, the three tigers of the Tian family are also intolerable, and the life of the poor man is becoming more and more sad, ah, even if he doesn't come out of this file these days, my brother can't live in the village. ”

"Is that what everyone in the village thinks?"

"They all think so - the three tigers of the Tian family like the second child of the Zhou family, he only has money and silver in his eyes, and with money, he does everything to open gambling stalls in the ancestral hall, and there is no old man's decency!" Although Zhao Xiaoliu has always longed for a few hundred dollars in his waist in the past so that he can gamble here, but after he really got his wish and put a few hundred dollars in his waist but couldn't gamble, he couldn't help but scold Zhou Huaiyi's behavior again: "The tablet costs money, and after death, it costs money to have a good cemetery, and the ancestors have been sold by him, and they have to 'kick a sharp point'!"

"Ha," the traverser sneered: "He's just a villain, but his brother is really a talent, taking the opportunity of repairing the ancestral hall, many old objects have disappeared, you don't know about it!"

"What!" Zhao Xiaoliu never dreamed of this, even if he saw with his own eyes that the book might be faked, he was only suspicious of the previous steward and greedy Zhou Huaiyi, Zhou Dashan, that is a good man known to all miles and eight towns, how could he ...... "He? impossible! He, how much does it cost him to buy blue bricks to pave the land of this ancestral hall! The old objects in the ancestral hall are only worth a few dollars? They are brand new, and they are just enough for the money of these green bricks!"

The traverser scoffed: "The premise is that it is a real green brick." ”

"Are there any fake bricks?"

The traverser did not reply to his words, and pointed out to him the books in the cabinet, the books of the past years, the books of people have not been altered, and the two books of land and property are not easy to see, and the thickness of the book of objects is ...... At this time, even Zhao Xiaoliu saw that something was wrong, stretched out his tongue, and said, "However, he is the first household in the village......"

"He is contracted to pay taxes in the village," replied the traverser, "and when he encounters a poor harvest and has a deficit to make up, he has renovated the ancestral hall, sorted out the school, and has made judgments with neighboring villages, and has exempted people from profits, and has given up a lot of money -- how can he still be a big family?

"His family has a wealth of money and does good deeds, so he can always make money. Zhao Xiaoliu said dumbfoundedly, in the past, he had always thought so, and now, Jiming Village, where he had grown up for more than 20 years, suddenly became extremely strange with his eyes closed.