Chapter 30 ([-]) The Waves Come Again
It wasn't until the courtyard door was shut that the brothers and sisters of the Wen family breathed a sigh of relief, feeling alive again;

The yard was in a mess, and no one was in the mood to clean it up. Everyone went into the house and sat in a row.

Uncle Wen Zhong, who came in a hurry, took the seat. On one side were the three sons of the uncle's family, and on the other side were Wen Dao and his brother and sister. The atmosphere was a little silent for a while. Today's chaotic scene was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

Although Wen Xiang had expected it earlier, the level of chaos at the scene was beyond her imagination.

After being silent for a long time, the youngest son, Wen Zhang, couldn't help but start complaining first: "According to me, it shouldn't be sold to them, and it would cost a few more money to sell them all to the government."

"It's easy for you to say. Didn't you see the posture today? They are all from the same village. If you don't sell the harvest yourself, they will tear us apart!" The boss immediately objected after hearing the letter.

"Today's matter is indeed a bit mysterious. Fortunately, the patriarch is staying here, otherwise ┈┈ah, fortunately, most of them are sold out, so I probably won't make trouble again in the future." Wen Zhong was also a little upset.

"I see how aggressive they are, and I can't tell what will happen later, fourth brother, don't teach them how to plant, they are all white-eyed wolves anyway." The third child Wenzhang said indignantly again.

"It's all chaos, the patriarch has said it, and it's your turn to push back on what the government arranges?" Wen Zhong immediately cut off Wen Zhang's unrealistic thoughts.

Seeing everyone talking and talking, the topic was going to the sky, Wen Xiang couldn't help it. To be honest, the question of whether to teach or not is already too hard to get off, and the arrow is on the string.

Now it's time to think about how to protect your own legal rights, but obviously everyone is a little lost on the point, so Wen Xiang went straight to the point: "Brother, have you harvested the sweet potatoes you planted?"

Huh? !The uncle and the three brothers immediately looked at each other in dismay: Not yet.

"That's not enough, our village still has rules." The second child, Wen Jing, finally let out a sigh.

Yes, there are rules, but don't be afraid of [-], just in case, there will always be some local ruffians in a village. Although they dare not rob them openly, it is not surprising at all to steal chickens and dogs.

To be on the safe side, Wen Zhong decided to act immediately, and arranged for his second son, Wen Jing, to go to the field to watch immediately, the eldest son Wenxin to gather his tenants, and the third son, Wen Zhang, to go home and prepare tools.

Wen Dao originally wanted to go with him to help collect and dig, but Wen Zhong refused. He told the brothers and sisters to pack up the remaining sweet potatoes and yams and left in a hurry.

The brothers and sisters of the Wen family didn't insist in the end. After all, the house is a mess now, and the money and things have to be sorted out quickly, and the uncle's family's brothers and sisters only have one mu of land, so they don't need so many people.

After Wen Zhong and the others left, Wen Xiang secretly reminded Chun'er's family that although they only planted half an acre, they should be able to reap a lot.

Wen Sanjin and Mrs. Xie, who had watched the play all day, were enjoying their sweet dreams at home. Now they felt like they had just woken up from a dream. Needless to say, the whole family immediately mobilized to collect and dig them up overnight.

It is clearly foreseeable that in the next few days, the only two and only three families in Wenjia Village who have planted high-yielding crops will also fall into the encirclement of the people, and now, the battle to defend sweet potatoes has started ahead of schedule.

Leaving aside what will happen tomorrow, the brothers and sisters hurriedly packed the remaining sweet potatoes, yams, and jade into the back room before it was dark, and locked the gate of the yard before cooking in the dim candlelight. After a busy day, it's time to pay homage to the Wu Zang Temple.

The two chatted while cooking. Wen Xiang first cared about his elder brother's mental state: "Brother, today, the enthusiastic villagers in our village didn't scare you, did they?"

"Hey." Wen Dao could only smirk twice at his sister's ridicule.

In the past, my family had no sense of presence in the village. Today, it suddenly became the focus and the target of public criticism. I was indeed a little scared, but looking at the girl's calm and calm handling, I felt deeply ashamed:

"Little sister, you did a good job today. My brother is not as good as you. I agreed that the elder brother will protect you in the future, but now it is you who protect the elder brother."

"Brother, don't say that. We are brothers and sisters. It doesn't matter who protects whom. The important thing is that we protect each other." Wen Xiang smiled and interrupted Wen Dao's "confession", "But what happened today, you What do you think?"

"What do you think? I think everyone may hope too much for their own fields to have a good harvest."

"It's right to hope that I can also have a good harvest, but it's wrong to want to plunder by force. Today they clearly want to coerce public opinion and act like robbers."

"This, what you said is a bit too much."

"Hmph, look at it, anyone who stands out in this vast world will inevitably be dragged in by the lower levels and suppressed by the upper levels."

"Where did you say that?"

"Originally everyone is dust in the soil, but you suddenly grow fresh green bamboos, crushing everyone, how can this dust be convinced, and the early bamboos will also hate you and want to occupy his territory."

"Little sister, you think too much. They belong to neighbors and neighbors. We still need to establish a good relationship. If everyone can have a good harvest in the future, wouldn't it be wonderful."

"Beautiful is beautiful, but happiness cannot be built on the suffering of others. Brother, you are still too young, and the danger of human nature is beyond your imagination."

"Say I'm tender, how old are you? Okay, let's stop talking, let's eat quickly."

Since the eldest brother doesn't want to discuss complicated issues of people's hearts, smelling the fragrance is fine. The bookworm, the eldest brother, thinks of people and life too simply. After being beaten by the society more, he will naturally know that life is endless and suffering is endless.

Of course, the top priority now is to have enough food and count the money. In fact, there is no need to count. The two stones of crops should be worth one tael or eight taels of silver, which is [-] Wen.

In addition to the ten stones collected by the government, each stone is priced at one tael of silver, and the two mus of economic crops planted by the brother and sister can get a total of 11 taels of silver, without paying land tax.

This is definitely a revenue that has doubled several times.

Wow, this wave has made a lot of money, haha, both brothers and sisters are laughing.

It was almost 12 taels of silver, which is definitely a big sum in the village. This is also the first money the brothers and sisters earned, not counting the rice (it was not converted into money and temporarily used as rations), which is of great significance.

It's a pity that the government's silver has not yet arrived, so the brother and sister had to pin the joy of counting small coins on the thousand copper coins, and counted the [-] copper coins over and over again.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, the two decided to go to Master Situ to raise money in two days.

The next day, just after dawn, Wen Xiang, who was still immersed in a sweet dream, was awakened by a burst of noise. Who is it?There was a lot of noise in the early morning, which was annoying. She pulled the quilt over her head and didn't care, she didn't get enough sleep.

Although Wen Xiang wanted to continue sleeping, but Wen Dao didn't allow it, he broke in directly and made a fuss: "Little sister, don't sleep, get up quickly, there is a commotion next door."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Wen Xiang sat up with sleepy eyes.

"Hey, another villager went to Mrs. Xie's house to ask for sweet potatoes."

"What? Let's go, take a look." Wen Xiang's drowsiness disappeared immediately, and he got up suddenly.

It's really a turn of events, yesterday Shitou was riding on the wall to watch a play at Wenxiang's house, today Wenxiang brothers and sisters were watching Shitou's house.

(End of this chapter)

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