The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 138

Speaking of which, Qiqiao went back to the utility room and took a few small rakes, and smashed those big pieces of ground with the back: "It's like this."

Luo Jia quickly raised his hand: "I want to, and I will come too."

Qiqiao handed it to Luo Jia, and Luo Jia bent over in the wheelchair, knocking the dirt carefully.

Jin Xiaoxi also took the rake, looked at Qiqiao's gentle smile, and blushed and said, "Thank you."

"It's okay, you knock, I'll help Yuncheng."

Qiqiao went to help Yuncheng hold one side. The efficiency of the two of them was not low, and there were two knockers behind him.

Almost soon, the plowing of this bit of land was over. There was no sun all day today, and the sky looked gloomy.

Yun Cheng took the plow and prepared to lead the ox: "I'll go and return the things."

Qiqiao helped lead the scalper: "Let me help you, let's go."

Yun Cheng didn't refuse, and Qiqiao followed Yun Cheng, but she met many people along the way.

Without exception, everyone was carrying food on their bodies, with sad faces.

Qiqiao was afraid that Yuncheng would not know, so she took the initiative to explain: "This is the second tax collection by the imperial court, and everyone is going to pay the tax to the village chief."

"But you must have no food, but now that Luo Jia is at your house, you still have to pay taxes."

Yun Cheng nodded: "Pay it with silver later." There is no food.

"Have you handed it in?" Yun Cheng asked Qiqiao.

"handed in."

"Fortunately, I paid the money you gave me yesterday, but not the food." Once the war breaks out, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy food.

"Ah."

This small road, which is usually peaceful and harmonious, is full of gloomy and depressing feelings today, and the whole village seems to be filled with a sense of low pressure.

This feeling was even worse when he felt at the village chief's house, and Yun Cheng seemed to be able to hear the crying.

After walking in, as expected, many villagers carrying food on their backs had red eyes: "There is only so much food at home, and I carried all of it."

"I don't know what to eat from now on."

"What to eat? You can still survive this winter. Once I pay this little tax, I don't even have anything to eat this winter. I think our family is old and young. Is it possible that we will starve to death?" ?”

"When my mother heard that there was a tax to be paid, half of the porridge in the morning was watery. I drank a bowl of porridge and went to the toilet and it was gone!"

"Now I just feel that my whole body is chilly and not warm at all."

"My mother didn't eat in the morning. Since yesterday, my mother has stopped eating dinner, and the family doesn't eat dinner."

"This day, when will it be a head?"

"I just dream that one day, I can eat enough every day without being hungry."

Yuncheng listened to everyone's glances and words, expressing grievances and thinking about the future.

In fact, these people are very satisfied. As long as they are full and not hungry, they dare not even think about eating meat.

Everyone put down the food, but when they left, they turned around every step of the way, as if looking at their own lifeblood.

Yun Cheng had already given money, and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped in his tracks: "Uncle Feng, in a few days, I'm going to go hunting in the mountains, please ask a few people to come with me."

"You can also get something to come back and play the tooth-beating festival."

Zhang Feng hesitated for a moment: "This winter, the prey on the mountain is very fierce."

"It's okay, I'm responsible for keeping them safe."

Zhang Feng's face was filled with joy in an instant: "Okay! I will look for someone in the past two days, and tell me when you leave."

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)