Seeing how serious she was, Shui Ling was embarrassed to laugh.

Shui Jinxiu said: "I will be fourteen soon."

"Huh?" Shui Ling didn't understand what he meant.

Shui Jinxiu sighed, "I got haircut at the age of fifteen, and I got married at sixteen."

"Ah..." Shui Ling trembled all over. His birthday would soon be ten years old. Wouldn't it be a few years before he jumped up?

The last time he made Gong Qianyu angry, he never approached her again. She really didn't want to marry such an awkward person.

Shui Jinxiu couldn't help but laugh when she saw her dazed there, "Okay, let's not talk about this. In fact, it is useless to learn it. We can't get out of here, so we are just marrying from one family to another, it doesn't make any difference."

Shui Ling touched her nose, she had to think carefully about life-long matters.

The two of them changed the subject and started talking about other things, all of which were trivial.

Shui Ling accompanied her, and suddenly felt that her mother was right, people live in groups, and being away from the crowd will make you more lonely.

It is actually very interesting to hear the stories of these parents, which makes people feel that life is very exciting.

After a day's work, Shui Ling found that her waist was very sore because she always bent down to pick things up. Life is like this, giving you a lot of hope and happiness, but at the same time, it is accompanied by fatigue.

The family took a bath separately and had dinner before going to bed. The next day was another day of hard work.

After all the grain was brought home, everyone started threshing, selecting seeds, and other busy activities.

Shuiling looked at the sky and asked worriedly: "Will there be another flood and rain this year?"

Shui Dongliu said: "No, past experience is that after a special day, there will be three years of good harvests."

"It's really good. Over the past three years, we have been able to save a lot of food." Shui Ling breathed a sigh of relief. After all, there is no need to pay taxes here.

However, not long after the summer harvest, Wei Chenglin came with the Yamen servants, embarrassment and guilt appeared on his face.

Shui Zheran took him to a cozy little house, and the two of them sat at the Eight Immortals Table and drank tea.

Wei Chenglin said: "Now a group of officers and soldiers have arrived in Fucheng. The prefect of Fucheng cannot afford to support them, so they have begun to collect grain taxes from various counties and cities."

"You also have to pay taxes here. I tried to make peace with you, but the state didn't listen and the county didn't build a granary, so I can only get some grain from you."

Shui Zheran frowned and asked, "How do I pay? How much do I pay?"

Wei Chenglin said: "You are a new village here, so everyone over ten years old must pay ten pounds of millet."

"Hmm...it's okay. It won't make it difficult for everyone." Shui Zheran nodded.

Wei Chenglin smiled bitterly, "My lord, I fought for this. They said that you are new here, the land is barren, and the food you grow is not good, so the superiors agreed to pay less." After saying this, he winked at Shui Zheran.

Shui Zheran understood instantly, nodded and said: "I understand, thank you for letting me know."

Wei Chenglin chuckled, "Okay, I'm going back first and have to go to several villages. This is a document. You can just give it to the village chief."

Shui Zheran took out a basket of peaches from the kitchen and said, "Let's quench your thirst on the way. The peaches are starting to bear fruit this year."

"Oh, these peaches are really good, but I can't take them now. Just give me one to satisfy my craving first. I'll come back when I'm done for the past few days." Wei Chenglin picked up one, rubbed it on his sleeve and ate it.

Shui Zheran nodded, "Okay, the wine will be out at the end of this year."

Wei Chenglin's face was filled with joy. He could finally sell wine. Last year, the output was low, so he had to hold it in for now.

"Okay, I'm going to work first. These peaches are so sweet, so be sure to keep them for me."

"I know, I can't live without you." Shui Zheran said with a smile.

After sending Wei Chenglin away, Shui Zheran went to the fields to find Shui Dongliu and gave him the documents.

Shui Dongliu glanced at it and snorted coldly: "The common people are already having a hard time, but he still relies on the fact that the emperor is far away from the sky to do whatever he wants."

Shui Zheran said with a smile: "We can still get ten pounds of shriveled millet. After selecting the seeds, we can load up the ones that cannot be planted and send them away."

"Is this okay?" Shui Dongliu frowned, I'm afraid it's not good to fool him like this.

Shui Zheran said boldly: "Look, we are new here. The land is all wasteland dug out. What kind of good food can be grown in the dry and thin wasteland?"

"Every household grinds the skins together into coarse powder to satisfy their hunger. Why wouldn't they like it?" Shui Zheran also imitated Wei Chenglin and winked.

Shui Dongliu touched his beard and nodded, "Yes, I understand."

The grandfather and grandson reached an agreement, and after the spring planting was completed, Shui Dongliu announced the news.

He said: "We have to grind coarse meal in every household and put it in the house where people can see it. Then we put the selected seeds on the table without feeding them to the chickens."

Because everyone has become rich after harvesting this season's grain, all the bad grain selected from the grain varieties are prepared to be fed to the chickens.

When Shui Dongliu said this, they all understood and nodded.

The sixth wife said: "Village chief, do we need to dig up the wild vegetables in the surrounding area?"

Shui Dongliu's eyes lit up and he nodded immediately, "Sixth Po is right, dig out all the wild vegetables. In fact, it's not bad to scald them with water and dry them, then keep them for winter." Whether a village is poor or rich depends on the availability of wild vegetables around it.

How many.

"Let's start working now. Maybe the people from the Zhizhou faction will come soon." Shui Dongliu shouted.

The villagers immediately started digging wild vegetables in baskets, and for a moment it seemed like they were back to the scene when they first came here.

But the numbness and despair at that time were no longer on everyone's faces. Now they were all laughing and joking, and even competing with each other on who dug the bigger wild vegetables and who dug the tender ones.

Three days later…

A group of people on horseback came to Ruoshui Village and were surprised to see their houses because they were neat and beautiful.

The leader was wearing silver armor. He rode directly into the village. Looking around on the road, he saw a villager's child holding a wild vegetable dumpling in his hand. He frowned and said, "Wei Chenglin, the people here look rich, why do they still eat wild vegetables?"

Tuango?”

Wei Chenglin said: "The people here were exiled. When they came here, there were floods. They only built the houses this year."

"Don't look at the new house. There is nothing inside. Many villagers are still sleeping on the ground." The weather is hot, so they sleep on the ground.

"Oh? Where's the village chief's house? Let's go and have a look."

Wei Chenglin took him to the first house in the village. The officer in silver armor dismounted his horse and walked in. He saw a group of old men weaving bamboo baskets.

"Are they weaving bamboo baskets to sell? Why are there so many old men?"

Wei Chenglin said: "These are all unrelated. The village chief took pity on them and lived together to take care of each other."

"Oh, where's the village chief?" The silver-armored official strode into the house. In every village, the village chief is the richest, so he had to find out.

How could you live in such a good house but not be able to pay for food? If the local magistrate was hiding it, then forget about it.

While he was thinking about it, he entered the house. There was nothing in the house except a few small stools. After looking around the room, he went out to the entrance. There were two stoves here.

He opened the pot lid and found that there was no pot at all. There were charcoal in the pit, and skinny sweet potatoes were placed on the charcoal.
Chapter completed!