Chapter Forty-Eight: One Liter of Mien Fights Mi Hatred
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"I'm not worried about this, but the students in my village are also there, so I can't leave them alone. ”
"Go ahead, sir, don't worry about us. Yan Erha smiled and said, "Before I came, my father had already approved it, if more than three of them could be admitted to the academy, they would be allowed to have a big meal, but sir, I'm afraid you won't have a good mouth." “
"My dad ......" happened to be the market today, Zijian and Xiaoshi also came, Xiaoshi was playing with Qiu'er, not too many snacks or anything, those with Qiu'er couldn't be hungry for him, Dad was still walking the streets and alleys to repair houses and furniture, Zi Baifeng was worried that his father was reluctant to eat.
"Don't worry, I'll go and call Brother Zi and Little Stone. Yan Er patted his chest.
"Don't let my dad drink too much!" Zi Baifeng admonished, and then left with Liu Ziyan.
In fact, it is not only Zijian who came, but now there are more than a dozen people from Xiayan Village who come to Mengcheng, some come to sell the prey they have hit, such as pillars, some come to have fun, such as the four dogs, some come to buy some things, some sell their own agricultural products, and some bring their children to visit and see what they want.
Although there is a jade tax on the head, in fact, during this period of time, Xiayan Village has an excellent spiritual outlook, and the jade harvest is as little as two or three yuan, and as much as four or five yuan a day, which makes these people fight like chicken blood. The day before yesterday, even Zijian found a piece of jade and held it for several days.
The most jade harvest in the village is the pillar, and the thin legs are greatly credited. And in addition to the pillars, the most harvested is the old lump. The old man is low-key and enduring, and the boring and extremely endurance jade search work is like a fish in water for him, he can endure mosquito bites in the dark night, and look for it all night, and the next day he stays up without saying a word to look everywhere.
Then there is the old man Yan Laowu, he took a few jade workers of the older generation to harvest a lot, but they only entered the mountain once every three or five days, and they went in mostly to guide young people, and now Yan Laowu came to Mengcheng again, and he was pulled down.
If this kind of harvest is known, I am afraid that there are countless people who are red-eyed, but fortunately, the people of Xiayan Village have already understood the truth that wealth is not exposed, they have been picking jade for generations, and they have long been accustomed to being low-key, even children know that there is no good fruit in the way of swaggering, and they never mention these things outside.
It's just that Zi Baifeng was unhappy as long as he thought that most of these jades were going to go into Fei Mazi's pocket. These jades were all given to the villagers by Uncle Qingshi, why should they be handed over to Fei Jianzi?
Zi Baifeng went to attend an ancient version of the class reunion, among these people, Zi Baifeng also saw Hu Caijun, but everyone was not very enthusiastic about him, and they all knew that the tax increase events that made everyone anxious were concocted by him for his own position, and he was able to join, or because the scholars were generally more modest.
After the last eloquent court, Zi Baifeng hadn't seen Hu Caijun, but he didn't know what to do, it turned out that he was also sent to be the head of the village, and it was also a village that was asked to raise taxes by himself, which was considered to be self-inflicted, and this village happened to be a jade-producing village. He was already quite thin, but now he was even more shapely, and the angle of his triangular eyes was sharper.
Seeing Zi Baifeng surrounded by the stars in the center, he sat in the corner, not knowing what Lu Dao was thinking.
For the same thing, the elders of the clan over there fought for the red face, but the people here have a feeling of happiness, in the final analysis, most of them have not integrated into the village at all, they are just puppets set aside by the clan elders, and they have even been ostracized like Zi Baifeng at the beginning, so they don't care about the villagers at all. Anyway, even if there is a jade tax, it is not for them to pay it, and even if they are required to collect it, what difference does it make, only one thing they have confirmed - it is absolutely impossible for this jade to be collected.
Zi Baifeng watched coldly, and he was quite contemptuous of them in his heart, but there were also a few people who were really thinking about the villagers and had been discussing with Zi Baifeng how to do it. Liu Ziyan is one of them, and there is another Zi Baifeng who also knows, who was also in the same examination room at the beginning, and once gave Zi Baifeng a thumbs up and said that his buddies are awesome.
Since the Tao is different, then everyone has nothing to say, Zi Baifeng ate a little casually, and then excused himself to leave.
As soon as Zi Baifeng left, Hu Caijun also left the seat and left, and everyone made a fuss for a while and left.
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At noon, Hao ate and drank a meal, and in the afternoon, everyone went home one after another, how can this kind of good thing be told to the villagers, Zi Baifeng and the six students of Xiayan Village who were admitted to the academy were coerced by them, surrounded by them, and returned to the township beating gongs and drums all the way. Zijian also happily followed, and his heart was extremely happy to see that his son could be so supported by the villagers. Zijian is a very traditional person, the idea of his homeland is extremely strong, Zicun has been erased from the map, and now he regards Xiayan Village more and more as his hometown.
Although Yan Lao Wu couldn't come back with him, he also happily held Zi Baifeng's hand and said something for a long time. The boy is the hope of the village, and he is very pleased to see that the future generations in the village can make progress and have a good future.
Zi Baifeng was a little flattered, and the old man seemed to be happier today than when he helped Xia Yan Village exempt from taxes that day.
When they arrived in Xiayan Village, these people began to run to tell each other, and after a short time, many people in Xiayan Village came out of their homes.
Although some people have gone into the mountains to look for jade, leaving behind the old, weak, sick, disabled women and children, but the excitement is close to the festival, and then these people are all crowded into the family ancestral hall, they want to comfort their ancestors.
Zi's father and son were left outside the door again, and the two of them looked at each other, a little funny and a little helpless.
After all, they are people with foreign surnames.
Zi Baifeng stretched out his hand and pressed it on the porcelain piece burning with cyan light in the center of his eyebrows, and his aura was full of energy, and he looked at it fixedly.
In the overlook picture presented by the porcelain piece, the favorability of the villagers of Xiayan Village is rising, Zibaifeng is visible to the naked eye, and many ink stains are about to drip out.
The villagers' confidence in Zi Baifeng has begun to burst at this moment, and this blind confidence comes from several trainings, and also from the good results of all six people. All of them were admitted, with a 100% success rate, which made Zi Baifeng feel like a lifeline to the future in the hearts of these villagers.
No matter how much jade the workers find and the heavy harvest they have worked hard to accumulate, they will always be taken away by the government. No matter how much the government loves the people like children, after all, they only regard them as people, and if they can jump into this class by themselves, then they are the real carp jumping over the dragon gate.
And now, Zibaifeng is a dragon gate.
However, there are exceptions, Zi Baifeng found that when most people had a good impression of him, there were still a few people's ink that was slowly fading.
Zi Baifeng looked at it fixedly, and the ones who had faded were those who had wanted to reject him after he was eloquent last time, but these people became more repulsive after they were more accepted by the villagers.
All I can say is...... How to say, people have a thousand faces.
Zi Baifeng could only sigh.
Anyway, he can't drive these people out of Xiayan Village, just as if these people don't exist.
But Zi Baifeng is always unhappy in his heart, there are always some white-eyed wolves in this world who are not familiar with it, not because they are fighting against rice, but because they are fighting against rice.
However, Zi Baifeng always felt that there was always a reason why the porcelain tiles would not easily mark this kind of thing and inform themselves of their intimacy.
It's like the porcelain piece gave him the trick of raising demons, because of the obsession in his heart, and the porcelain piece gave him a mark similar to intimacy, for what? Is it because Zi Baifeng has always wanted to be recognized by others?
Maybe that's really the case...... But what happens if intimacy is full?
However, Zi Baifeng looked at the names of these people, but he really didn't have any intention of sticking his hot face to their cold buttocks, none of them were fuel-efficient lamps.
The pillar had the lowest favorability for Zi Baifeng before, and that was because Zi Baifeng was not inferior to his mother's illness, and Zi Baifeng himself felt that he was at a loss when he recalled it.
These people, Zi Baifeng didn't think that he would be at a loss, but those who were not good to him got more attention from himself, and those who were desperate for themselves and loyal were ignored by themselves?
Suddenly, Zi Baifeng found that the black spots of one of them suddenly became thicker, he took a closer look, sighed softly, and said to his father, "Dad, I'll go to the private school first." ”
Zijian nodded and said, "Then I'll go home and cook too." ”
Zi Baifeng shook the reins lightly, and trotted away with a snowfall.
Zi Baifeng came all the way to the door of the person who had just raised a little favorability towards himself, and before he could get closer, he heard a weak voice from inside: "You...... How do you hit someone?"
Zi Baifeng squinted, and through the half-hidden door, he saw the four dogs picking their teeth and burping at the same time, sitting in front of the table with a golden knife, with good wine and food on the table, obviously just full of food and drink.
"You...... You eat me and drink me, and you even beat people...... You...... How can you be reasonable...... "The man was kicked to the ground by the four dogs, but he trembled on the ground, accusing the four dogs.
Sigou himself is a second bastard, after being taught by Zi Baifeng, he has restrained a lot, but the mentality of the bastard still can't be changed, he doesn't dare to be too arrogant to others, but the bastards are born with the ability and talent to find the object of bullying, and he doesn't need to look at the sensibility, he knows that these people are not flat.
"How can I be reasonable?" Sigou shook one leg and said, "Let's put it this way, Xiao Si'er, your mother's I will eat and drink you and beat you today, don't talk about me, I learned from you." ”