Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Living Bodhisattva Zhang Miaoke

The family is going to get married, albeit just as an eight-year-old doll. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but because of the close relationship with the mansion of Tang Guogong, there is still an endless stream of gift-givers. Today, a guy known as Liu Lao Liu came to the door, carrying chickens and ducks with two children, saying that he was a tenant of the Yun family, and came to congratulate the main family.

Only then did Yun Hao remember that he still had 200 acres of fertile land outside the city, as well as five tenant farmers. Yun Hao went back once when he received the land, and he still lived in the city the rest of the time. As for the gains on the land, it is not the harvest season yet. The wheat in the fields has just been harvested in June and July, and now is the time to plant winter wheat. If it is harvested, I am afraid it will have to wait until next year. This year, there won't be much to be done in the field. There are some melons and fruits, and when the merchants enter the city, they often send them over.

In fact, the reason why Yun Hao was reluctant to go to the countryside. The main reason is that the farmers are poor, and there are thatched huts everywhere. Adobe houses are rare, and a hole in the wall is made of wood, which is considered a window. Jinyang is also in the north, although the winter cannot catch up with the northeast cold. But it was definitely not warm, and Yun Hao wanted to know how these people lived in such a grass house.

Years of war have created a group of people who are destitute. It's really abject poor, and there are two families who don't even have an iron pot for cooking, and they use his mother's clay pot. Can you imagine making a pot of paste out of a smoky black thing. Right! The tenants of the Great Sui period ate this thing, and there were some green things in it. It was a wild vegetable, and every family had to live with half food and half vegetables, so as to ensure that they would not go hungry during the spring famine.

Yunhao's tenant farmers are such a group of people who are very eager not to take their rent. But I don't dare! Because this will break the rules that have been passed down for thousands of years, you Yun Hao feel sorry for the tenant farmers who do not collect rent. Excuse me, does Li Yuan, the largest landlord in Jinyang, accept it? At least respect the existing rules until you have the ability to set the rules. There are few pioneers who dare to break the tradition, and most of them have become martyrs.

was thinking about whether to charge a little less rent, and Liu Lao Liu walked into the door of Yunfu.

"I said, aren't you a little reserved? There are still ten days to get married, are you embroidering a wedding dress at home. Or what's the matter with pulling your uncle to cry for a day and always running to my house? Yun Hao expressed strong dissatisfaction with Zhang Miaoke's acceptance of the Yun family.

The key to the treasury now hangs on Zhang Miaoke's belt, and Yuan'er and Xin'er have become her most loyal minions. The old lady smiled like a bodhisattva all day long, and as long as she saw Zhang Miaoke's mouth, she couldn't close it. I often saw Zhang Miaoke and Zhao muttering together, and then there was a silver bell-like laughter coming out of the room. Yun Hao was very suspicious that Zhang Miaoke was his long-lost sister.

Finished! Finished! Yun Hao felt that his status at home had plummeted, and the chicken legs were no longer his patent when eating. The dishes in Zhang Miaoke's bowl can be stacked on a pagoda, and the only man in the family of the dignified head of the family actually has a piece of meat. The old lady also said that children eat less meat, and it is not good for the body to be greasy and big.

God! A month ago, you said that children can not eat meat. If it doesn't grow now, it will be three inches in the future. You talk now, how can you be like US imperialism, the fifteenth day of the new year. Playing mahjong is only four circles and a tune, you can change the direction of the wind at any time.

Isn't it just to wash your feet secretly? Isn't it just a leg massage and a cooking for you? I'm your own son, so I've been bought? Yun Hao made the most solemn protest, but it was as if a fine grain of sand had been thrown into the sea, and it didn't even splash a ripple.

Since yesterday, Zhang Miaoke has lived in the Yun family excessively. His uncle didn't care, Lao Tzu saw her taking a bath, and it was a corruption of female morality. His mother lived in my house before he got married, what is going on? Probation period?

"No way, the head of the house is too young. My mother is a reluctant to worry about it, and these things can only be done by me, a hard-working daughter-in-law. Ay......! Marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog, marry a rabbit and run all over the mountain. Follow you, this little monkey, I don't know what sins I have done in my previous life. The shallot-like fingers scraped Yun Hao's nose, and pinched Yun Hao's white little face by the way. This reminded Yun Hao of teasing huskies in his previous life, and his mother's methods were exactly the same.

"I'm your man, not a pet ......!" Yun Hao roared and stopped, and he had already seen Liu Lao Liu enter the Moon Gate. It doesn't matter if the family turns the door upside down behind closed doors, it's not good to show timidity in front of outsiders. In particular, you can't show the discord of the main family in front of your own tenant farmers.

"Lord's house! Old man Liu Lao Liu, you saw it when you reclaimed the land. Liu Laoliu calls himself an old man, but Yun Hao thinks that this product is definitely just over thirty. There were two very strong half-sized sons standing next to them, and Yun Hao recognized them as his sons Liu Yi and Liu Er. If you look at the name alone, those who don't know think that the Liu family is engaged in mathematics.

"You have a heart, it's not easy for you to be a sufferer. Yuan'er, take the two children down to eat. I just steamed buns at home, so I'll take some when I leave. ”

Yun Hao suspected that Zhang Miaoke had gone to school in Chinese opera, and sat in his seat like a bodhisattva. When he spoke, his mouth moved but his head did not move, and Baoxiang was a solemn mess. It looks familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere. After thinking about it for a long time, I remembered, isn't the eldest grandson like this?

Liu Yi was holding a big goose in his arms, his legs were tied up with straw ropes, and he kept screaming. Liu Er was carrying a stick, and a chicken was hanging upside down on each side. The two boys were wearing khaki clothes, and their cold eyes looked like devils who had come back from a sweep.

Looking at the sturdy bodies of these two boys, I am afraid that the big buns with mutton stuffing will have to be steamed again. Just took the opportunity to change the taste, since Yun Hao steamed the first pot of steamed buns. Zhang Miaoke fell in love with this food and has been eating it for three consecutive days. Yun Hao now itches all over his body whenever he sees the big bun with mutton filling. It seems that wool can be drilled out of the body at any time!

"Thank you, thank you!" Liu Lao Liu nodded, and Yuan Er smiled and led the two silly boys to the kitchen.

"How was this year's harvest? How does it compare to previous years? Do you have enough food to eat at home? Zhang Miaoke became more and more like a landlord's wife, chatting with Liu Laoliu.

"Lady of the main family, this year's harvest is good. But the rent of the Guogong Mansion has also risen, but it is not excessive. After all, we will leave some for our bitterness, eat dry when we are busy, and we can't be hungry if we add a handful of wild vegetables. ”

"This year, I married your master's family, and the villagers gave gifts. Knowing that it is not easy for you to suffer people, I discussed it with the Lord's family. This gift will not be returned, and the rent will be halved next year. Do you think it can be made? ”

"Lady of the main family, you are a living bodhisattva......!"

The third is a little late, but fortunately it hasn't been twelve o'clock. Even today, the old dragon did not break his promise. Ladies and gentlemen, new books are for collection and recommendation. There are more than 100,000 words, and there are only more than 2,000 collections.