After practicing for about an hour, Chen Mo practiced the commonly used moves of sticks in good memory. As for fluency, it is naturally impossible. However, it is like literacy. No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot practice something from beginner to proficient in one day. In addition, he spent a lot of energy in the afternoon. When it was dark, Chen Mo was exhausted.

"Take this back." Uncle Wang cut a piece of tiger meat for Chen Mo, tied it with a thin rope, and handed it to Chen Mo: "You are now growing, and you should eat more meat, otherwise no matter how talented you are, your body will collapse."

Chen Mo did not go to pick it up and said hesitantly: "How much does this pound of tiger meat cost?"

"Take it for you, take it." Uncle Wang shook his head and said.

"That won't work. I have taken advantage of Uncle Wang's martial arts these days. Now I'm not at ease when I take Uncle Wang's meat for nothing." Chen Mo shook his head. Although he was a little stingy, he would not take advantage of this kind.

"If you ask you to take it, you will take it. How can you talk so much nonsense?" Uncle Wang looked at Chen Mo with a funny look.

Chen Mo shook his head. It was true that he refused to accept it. He carried his own basket, carried the hoe and turned around and ran away.

Uncle Wang looked at the direction where Chen Mo left, shook his head, but did not force it. Looking at the yard, he looked at the direction where Chen Mo left. Isn't this kid afraid that he would keep him clean up?

"Ah snee~"

Chen Mo, who ran home, couldn't help but sneeze, rubbed his nose, put down his backpack, and touched the Heizi who was happily following him. The freshness passed by. Although he still liked this dog very much, he didn't want to play with the dog every day as he started.

"Mom, the child is back!" Chen Mo stepped into the house and saw Chen's mother frowning, and said in surprise: "Mom, what happened?"

"Nothing big is happening..." Chen's mother hesitated for a moment and sighed: "I just came here and prepared to raise a batch of food for the Taiping Cult, and each family will be out."

"Why!?" Chen Mo was a little furious when he heard this: "In recent years, we have already paid more and more taxes, and we don't have much surplus grain. When Taiping Cult comes, he just pretends to be a god and makes a fool of himself, so he asks us to give them food? Then how can we live?"

"Silence!" Chen's mother was startled and quickly pulled Chen Mo over, looked outside the door carefully, breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and looked at Chen Mo and said, "What can we do about these things?"

"What does it have to do with them raising food?" Chen Mo said angrily: "Whoever wants to give it to, our family has no food to give it to them!"

"It's better to have less than more things. We can't beat them." Uncle Wang's voice came from behind.

"Brother Wang." Chen's mother quickly stood up, welcomed Uncle Wang in, and smiled and said, "Why are you here in person?"

"This time I hunted a tiger and cut some tiger meat. I wanted Ergou to send it, but this kid ran away and I personally delivered it." Uncle Wang put the tiger meat on the table and nodded to Chen's mother, "This child looks like his father."

"Well, thank you Brother Wang." Chen's mother gave a greeting.

"Mom, isn't it okay?" Chen Mo looked at the tiger meat on the table and swallowed. He grew up so old that he had the chance to eat tiger meat for the first time, but... he took other people's things for nothing, which made Chen Mo feel a little uncomfortable.

"In the future, Mo'er will share it with Uncle Wang when he has good things. For some people in the village, don't be too concerned about some things." Chen's mother sighed and looked at Uncle Wang and said, "Brother Wang, don't be accustomed to it. Mo'er is ignorant."

Uncle Wang is willing to teach Chen Mo, but in fact he also has the intention of being willing to have more contact with his family, or rather optimistic about the future of this child, which is also an investment. Chen's mother naturally understands that Chen Mo is young, does not understand these worldly ways, and is serious in character, does not want to suffer losses or be greedy for cheap things. However, in this life, these relationships can not be really cut off. It's just that Chen's mother doesn't know how to teach this principle.

"Yes." Uncle Wang nodded and said, "It's getting late, so I won't stay much, so I'll say goodbye."

"Brother Wang, go slowly." Chen's mother took Chen Mo to send Uncle Wang out. Heizi was chosen by Uncle Wang, and he was close to Uncle Wang, so he happily came to Uncle Wang and wandered around him.

"Uncle Wang, why can't you fight? I don't believe everyone is willing to pay the food!" Chen Mo held Uncle Wang's hand and said in confusion: "There are only a few of them, what are they afraid of?"

"Of course those people are not afraid, but Taiping Sect is not just those people, listen to your mother." Uncle Wang touched Chen Mo's head and sighed.

"Mom?" Seeing Uncle Wang walking away, Chen Mo looked back at his mother in confusion, but he was still a little unacceptable.

"Just like the court, the only tax collectors in the court collect taxes every year. Do you dare to fight with them?" Chen's mother sighed.

"But Taiping Cult is not the court?" Chen Mo said in a angrily manner: "Does the government not care about this?"

"I don't know the specific one. Although it's not the court, the government obviously has no intention of caring. If we provoke them, there may be disaster! If we accidentally, it will be a disaster!" Chen's mother looked at Chen Mo and said in a stern manner: "I know my son has always made a decision, but this time, don't provoke them."

This is the first time since Chen Mo has seen his mother speak to him with such a serious and pleading attitude, and he hurriedly said, "I understand, don't worry, mom, I will not argue with him, but how much do they want?"

"It's equivalent to the taxes of the court." Chen's mother sighed.

"In this way, 30% of the harvest will be gone!" Chen Mo said gritting his teeth. He originally planned to build a few acres of land after the autumn harvest this year. After this, he would ask someone to help reclaim one or two acres. It would be impossible to hire tenant farmers, and he would have to suffer next year!

"Hone up!" Chen's mother looked at her son with some distress. Chen Mo almost took care of the Chen family's livelihood, and the Taiping Cult is also here to collect taxes. The originally relaxed life is probably a bit more burden.

"It's okay, mom~" Chen Mo took a deep breath and looked up at his mother. The smile on his face was very innocent, but it made people feel sad: "At most one year, the child will definitely let his mother live a good life."

"Well, my son has the ability, I believe in you!" Chen's mother's nose felt sore, and tears almost couldn't help but burst out. She quickly raised her head, nodded, and tried to maintain the smile on her face.

"The child is going to rest. I have to water the floor again tomorrow, build a nest for Heizi and a chicken coop... It's very busy." Chen Mo didn't want his mother to feel uncomfortable, so he pulled his mother home and told her to go to bed early, so he went back to his house to sleep alone.

Looking at the back of her son, Chen's mother knelt on the ground with some weakness, looking at the night view outside the door, and hugged Heizi beside her in her arms helplessly, sobbing softly, and it did not spread too far in the night. Heizi looked at her master blankly and stuck out her tongue to lick her master's hand. This night was not friendly to those who lived at the bottom of this era...
Chapter completed!