Group favorite Fuwa: Little milk bag, she is milky and fierce

Chapter 50

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Liu smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Xi, and said, "You, don't worry about mother's affairs at such a young age. Mother is very satisfied with seven of you."

With so many children, she is content.

Xiaoxi pouted slightly after hearing this, but finally said nothing.

On the other side, Zhang Zhong was carrying chicken and steamed buns, tears streaming down his face as he ate.

Since the death of his grandma and grandpa, the relatives around him have lost all ties. For such a lame man, those relatives wanted to walk around, for fear that he might borrow money from them for something.

He came here alone for more than ten years, no one cared about him, and no one said that he would give him meat if he did a favor, and a few steamed buns were considered the best treatment.

During the Chinese New Year holidays, he also came here with two steamed buns and a plate of pickled radish shreds, and the bowl of chicken Liu’s sent today not only made him feel the warmth he hadn’t seen for a long time, but also reminded him of his late grandparents, Once, he also had a family.

Zhang Zhong wiped away his tears, and ate the food cleanly.

During the day, Mrs. Liu took a group of little tails to shell the wheat, and at night, Zhang Zhong watched the wheat field. Two days later, the wheat straw was piled up into a stack of straw, and the wheat and chaff were separated.

Mrs. Liu nagged that in two days, the wheat would be packed and put in the barn at home, and Zhang Zhong would definitely be invited to have a good meal by then, and the honey at home would also be eaten by the little ones Tired, she was going to sell the honey when Grandma Zhang's family went to Jishang to deliver the goods.

A few days after the family’s wheat was put into the warehouse, the tax collector woke up to collect taxes. Xiaoxi was listening to the man’s list of various taxes, and she was going to be stupid.

There is a head tax on the head, there is a breeding tax for raising chickens and ducks, there is a land tax for the fertile land planted, and there is also a land tax for the place where you live. , Xiaoxi looked at the little grain left, feeling complicated. Were there so many strange taxes in ancient times?
Also, how could such a little food be enough for their family to live on?
After paying the tax, Mrs. Liu seemed a lot more relaxed, and even discussed with the boss to treat Zhang Zhong to a meal alone.

Xiaoxi said from the side: "Mother, we only have this little food, is it enough?"

"Enough is enough. Before you were born, we had to pay Liangcha tax a year. We paid once when the wheat was ripe, and then again when the sorghum was ripe. Later, in the year you were born, news came from the village that King Xiaoyao was considerate. We farmers ordered that the bi-annual tax be changed to once a year, and our lives have been much easier since then."

Coincidentally, the tax reduction order was issued not long after her daughter was born.

The place where they are located belongs to the private fiefdom of King Xiaoyao, and all taxes are paid to King Xiaoyao.

After hearing this, Xiao Xi didn't speak any more, and only lamented in her heart the variety of ancient taxation.

After Mrs. Liu has invited Zhang Zhong, the matter of harvesting wheat will come to an end.

And Xiaoxi also ushered in the first rain in another world, and that night, her little broken nest was flooded.

Xiao Xi stood in the sewage up to her waist, feeling a little bit of mmp in her heart.

Zhang's house is located on a low terrain, and it will be flooded if it rains a little bit more, and the house will be poured with water.

A few little doudings have weak resistance, and just after the dawn of genius, a few little doudings who helped scoop out the water began to sneeze and sneez non-stop.

Mrs. Liu quickly carried her little girl and several sons to sit on the highest tea table in the house.

Children are most likely to die if they are not well taken care of. If they are soaked in water for a while, what if they are sick?

(End of this chapter)