Shen Linquan said: "I have to go to the county town to buy some things, but I rarely go to the county town. I can't find them. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time. Can you accompany me there?"
Tang Youxiang agreed: "Okay."
Shen Linquan was very happy: "Thank you then. I'll go back and call Lingfang together. Shall we leave now?"
Tang Youxiang asked: "It's quite far away, how can we get there?"
"Yes," Shen Linquan scratched his head: "I was thinking of buying a carriage on the way. Then we have to walk there and drive the carriage back. Do you mind if I carry you on my back for a while?"
Tang Youxiang was quite happy: "Okay, then I'll wait for you at the door."
Shen Linquan responded with a smile, and just walked to the door. He gave the bowl and plate to Tang Mingsong, turned around and walked away quickly. Tang Youxiang walked away from him for two steps. Mi Bao stared at him and ran away, and then raised his hands He closed a small speaker, covered his father's ears, and whispered: "Dad, don't talk to him too much."
"Huh?" Tang Youxiang said, "What's wrong?"
Fat Tuanzi was worried: "People like this who are always smiling are all cunning foxes. Mibao and Daddy combined are no match for him, so Daddy must be careful."
Shen Linquan walked quickly, listening to every word in his ears and holding back his laughter.
Tang Youxiang also smiled and said, "Okay, daddy knows."
He mainly wanted to meet with his uncle, ask him what he thought about Mibao, and by the way, make some excuses about the arrow.
After a while, Shen Linquan and Tang Lingfang came over, and Tang Youxiang left with them. Mi Bao happened to go home and take a nap.
She has been following a very regular schedule recently, and her nap time is also very precise. She woke up after an hour of sleep, and was watching her brothers practice calligraphy in a daze, when the clan leader outside came.
The clan leader also came to return the bowl, which also contained two multigrain steamed buns.
In fact, he didn't have to do this himself, he just stopped by to see Mibao'er.
These days, they have become very familiar with each other. As soon as the clan leader came, he took Mi Bao'er aside and asked her: "Is Mi Bao'er awake?"
Fat Tuanzi nodded: "Yeah."
The clan leader asked her: "Those fields will produce a harvest without doing anything in the future, right?"
Mibao blinked his eyes and cheered up: "Yes, but Mibao can also grow vegetables."
The patriarch was silent for a moment.
He explained to her in a low voice: "Mi Bao'er, outsiders came to the village today, and those people... we don't know what they are for. Grandpa is afraid of something happening, so we won't plant vegetables yet."
Here he is called grandpa, and he is used to being called grandpa, grandpa, and uncle. However, Mi Bao feels that he is already a mature social treasure. He must respect his leaders and his official title is indispensable, so he cleverly invented the name of patriarch. The patriarch didn't correct him on this title, he just called it like that.
Mi Bao waved his little hand carelessly, and said in a milky voice but with a full posture: "The food has been grown, what is there to hide from Cai Cai?"
On the contrary, the patriarch was really a little undecided, and his hand couldn't help but twist the tip of his goatee.
Mi Bao saw it and completely unconsciously pulled his hand away, grabbed it with his own hands, and carefully rolled and rolled it with his two little hands.
The patriarch grinned in pain, suddenly thought of something, and lowered his voice sharply: "Mi Bao'er, grandpa brought the vegetable seeds, Mi Bao'er talked to them, and then everyone took them back and planted them. Can they survive without watering?" "
Mi Bao nodded: "Yes."
"Okay," the patriarch said a little excitedly: "Grandpa will bring the seeds that evening."
The farmer is not afraid of working more, even if it seems a bit weird for everyone to plant vegetables together at this time of year, even if it is deceiving others, he would rather take an extra step to feel at ease.
The clan leader left happily.
At this moment, Tang Youxiang and Shen Linquan had arrived at the county seat.
Tang Youxiang's kung fu was good, and he was considered a master among ordinary people, but in the eyes of kung fu masters, he was just average. He was incomparable to Shen Linquan, a master of kung fu, so they hurried on, supported by Shen Linquan and Tang Lingfang. I held his elbow and performed Qing Kung all the way. It felt quite refreshing.
It was a little late for lunch originally, but even though we were on our way, it was already Shenchu (15:00) when we arrived at the county seat. Tang Youxiang said: "My uncle opened a big car shop here, over there at the north gate. His head is very familiar, and I am familiar with it, but not as good as him. Do you think you should go find him?"
Shen Linquan said with a smile: "It's another leg trip from here to the north gate. It's not easy to use Qinggong in front of others. Besides, our family doesn't care much about money. Do you think this will work? Let's go buy it first." Take the car, then go to the North Gate to pick up my brother, and then go shopping all the way back from the North Gate?"
Tang Youxiang smiled and said: "Okay."
He took them directly to the horse and carriage shop.
Shen Linquan was not stingy with his money. After going there, he bought everything smoothly. He also bought an extra donkey cart with an open-top carriage at the back, which was convenient and sturdy for pulling things.
After buying it, I drove directly to the north gate and quickly found Fan Weiquan.
Then I hurriedly bought things.
The whole family came here lightly and had to buy everything, including clothes, bedding, food, fruits and vegetables, as well as all the necessary utensils, etc.
Although Shen Linquan said he asked him to take them, in fact they entered the store themselves.
After all, in a small county like Dongfeng County, all the people coming and going are acquaintances. They are new faces, and they are so generous and spend a lot of money. They will definitely attract people's attention, so they are not allowed to follow, and they can just say a few words of evasion when the time comes. That's it, otherwise if word spreads that some wealthy person has gone to Taoyuan Village, there will be trouble in his life.
Nowadays, there is a drought and many places have run out of food. We cannot be too careful.
Since he was thoughtful, Tang Youxiang accepted his kindness and followed his uncle from a distance while talking in a low voice.
Uncle Fan had obviously thought about what had happened many times, so he whispered to them: "You are right to hide it, and it is also right to protect the village. No matter what, let's survive this for more than a month, and then we will pay for it." It's not impossible to be careful when paying taxes and hide it. But..."
He had a headache and gnashed his teeth: "But there are too many villages where life is difficult, all of them! Now, everyone, what can I say, it is just hanging on the rope and dreaming, and there will be no harvest for a day. You can still grit your teeth and lie to yourself and endure it, but when the time comes, there is no hope. No one knows what will happen. A spark can explode!! People in your village can still Are you going to never go out for the rest of your life? If you look at your face then, you will see that you are not a starving person."
He paused: "To take a step back, even if no one sees it, no one will calm down and think carefully if they are really pushed to that point. Even if they know that your village has no food, there may be people who will rob it, because you The village is small, young and strong, and it is a tight place. It is easy to guard it now, but it will also be easy for people to close the door and grab food if something happens."
Tang Youxiang's brows furrowed as he listened: "Then, what should we do? In many places, not a grain of grain can be harvested, and people are starving to death everywhere. It's been three years! The county magistrate doesn't care? Isn't he afraid that something will really happen?
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Uncle Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have gone out to inquire about this in the past few days. Our county magistrate is quite young, less than thirty. He became a Jinshi three years ago. I heard that he married a wife from the capital. Later, he
I put him here as a county magistrate. Originally, our place was good, so he put it down to save his qualifications so that he could go back and become a high official. But it turned out that the years were bad. After three years here, there was a drought for three years. This guy still drank and had fun with the literati all day long.
Wen Hui, recite poems and do it right, don’t care about anything..."
He lowered his voice: "I heard that he was hiding the lack of harvest from us. He was afraid that the superiors would think he didn't know how to be an official... But it was only the hiding that was bad. If he didn't hide it, nothing else would be said, at the very least.
You can reduce taxes, or not collect taxes at all, and you have powerful parents and officials, and you can even ask the court for money to provide disaster relief and so on! Just because you hide it, you get nothing!"