Hehezi had a bad day. She was blackmailed by some gangsters in the town when she was buying groceries. As a result, they took away her entire day's income and slapped her in the face.
When she went home depressed, she couldn't help but worry: What should I do? Did she make any money today? The rice vat at home was already empty~~~
In desperation, she picked up the shovel and basket and went to the beach to pick up the dead fish and shrimps. Unexpectedly, she bent down and picked up a few before a thick hand grabbed her wrist.
When she looked up, she saw that it was her old enemy Chunzi again. Ever since the day after she brought her young master here when she was fourteen, this fat girl started to bully her and often took away the few good things she had. Lonely and miserable
Yi De and Zhezi had nothing to do about it.
At this time, Chunzi still remembered her last time when her hand was bitten and her star helmet was taken away. She fiercely grabbed Hehezi's hair and dragged her to the ground: "Why are you so proud now? You
Do you think you can escape my grasp? How many times have I told you! I will pick up all the fish and shrimps here~~~This place belongs to me! Are you blind or deaf?"
After saying that, she grabbed Hehezi's hair with one hand and pressed it to the ground desperately: "I'll make you crazy again! I'll make you crazy again!"
Hehezi was so empty and hungry that he couldn't even muster the strength to resist. He was pushed to the sand by the fat and strong Chunzi, and his nose and face were bruised.
But Chunzi still pressed her head hard on the sand without mercy. It seemed that Hezi's resistance to her in the past few days made her very angry!
At this moment, the fierce-looking Chunzi was suddenly kicked away by someone, flew far away, and was thrust headfirst into the beach.
It turned out that Du Fei had arrived. He held He Hezi's hand tightly and pulled her up. When his hand touched He Hezi's hand, he felt a chill.
"Du Fei!" Hehezi jumped up in surprise after seeing Du Fei! Suddenly she hugged him with her thin arms: "I knew you would come back!"
Du Fei didn't expect He Hezi to make such a move, and he didn't know what to say. He was embarrassed when he looked at He Hezi with eyes flashing at him.
"You bastard!" Chunzi pulled her head out of the sand: "You hit a woman! Are you a human?" Then she started to cry loudly.
Du Fei said dumbfounded: "I'm sorry~ I really didn't see that you were a woman~~ How would I know if you didn't tell me?"
"Ignore her!" Hehezi excitedly grabbed his hand and walked past Chunzi, who was howling loudly like a wild boar, and stuck out his tongue at her.
Along the way, Hezi was holding Du Fei's hand tightly and chatting away. At this time, Du Fei had already put on a new outfit, wearing a specially customized black samurai suit with a slanted collar and a hanging belt around his waist.
A Kodachi that Shimai Souji had just given to him. He was completely different from the desolate look he had a few days ago. Only his hair style had not changed at all, and it was still very casual and long, flowing behind him and on both sides.
Back in the village, the two found people gathered together, as if they were discussing something important. When they got closer, they found out that it was Ryuzoji Takanobu, the head of Ryuzoji Temple, who wanted to reunite with the Otomo family of Chikuzen Province.
There is a war, so taxes must be increased.
I saw the men and women in the village crying and saying nothing. Increase taxes? This small village can no longer afford it. Every year, it has to pay a large amount of taxes to the Ryuzoji family and several bands of bandits in the nearby mountains.
In the end, only a small part of the grain harvest was left mixed with various wild vegetables and fish to make ends meet. Everyone was in tatters and had not changed their clothes for several years. If taxes were increased, people would die.
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The villagers gathered in a group, all with their heads lowered, and some looked directly at the elder of the village, Father Ando.
"Dad, just make up your mind! What we are going to do now depends on your words!" A taller and stronger male villager shouted loudly.
As soon as Ta Hua finished speaking, he saw people turning their heads to look at him, which made him timidly lower his head and say nothing.
Because everyone knows that asking Dad to talk is not free. People say that he is a thousand-year-old monster. Because there is almost nothing he doesn’t know about throughout the ages. No matter what weird thing it is, he can always solve it easily. He
His age is a mystery, and his inscrutable blog posts and insights are even more astonishing.
But if you wanted to get a piece of news or a strategy from him, you had to give him two ounces of money, which at that time was the annual income of a farmer.
The people in the village are not stingy, but this year has been plagued by disasters. All kinds of exorbitant taxes, exploitation, and plunder have overwhelmed them, and they can no longer afford so much money.
After being stunned for a while, Father An Teng sighed, stood up gently, and walked towards his residence on the mountain with small, unhurried steps.
The sturdy man gritted his teeth and stood up: "Don't hesitate, everyone?! If you don't pass this test, everyone will have to pay the rent every year! I can pay more!" At this point, he was suddenly pulled by his woman.
After a moment, the woman had a sallow face and an angry face. She probably would have slapped her in front of the whole village.
At this time, a wretched-looking man with a beard and a Mediterranean haircut suddenly stopped Father Ando: "Dad, you know that things have been difficult for everyone these years. There are too many doubles, and we can't take them out. You
If this is not the case, how about reducing it a little, to nine hundred cents?"
The old man named Ando rolled his eyes at him and continued walking forward.
"How about it's the same!" shouted an older villager.