Lucky Girl: Take the Space To Escape From the Famine

  Chapter 37 Raising the courtyard wall

  Fortress?

  Yin Bowu was stopped for a while. He had brought soldiers to fight and went to court, but he just never made it past the wall.

  Yin Miao looked at the family around her again, seeing that they were all looking at her with ignorant expressions, she could only sigh in her heart.

   Most of the exiled people are miserable, either dying or living, but their family is now living well, even with carriages and vegetables in the yard. The simplicity of the people in the village is based on the same conditions. If someone has something that adds brilliance, it must be remembered by some people.

  This low courtyard wall is useless, it is better to increase it.

   "Miao'er, what does this really mean for us to avoid everywhere?"

   Yin Zhenghong has already realized it, no wonder he always feels that there are a lot of things going on recently.

   "It should be. It's one thing to know that our house has a carriage, but it's another thing to see it every day."

  Yin Miao has experienced the end of the world. If you don’t hide things properly, you may be killed. Although there are laws here, the essence is the same.

   "No one of us can build a wall. When Luo Dazhi comes back, ask him if he can help."

   In Bowen Yin's eyes, the Luo Dazhi family can do everything, and this mud wall should be no problem, but if you really want to ask someone to help, I'm afraid you will have to pay some money.

   "Is Miao'er's money enough?"

   Zhen asked. Now the family's income and expenditure are all in charge of Yin Miao, just like the previous family's expenses were taken care of by Wei.

   "Should be no problem."

  Yin Miao thought about it, she only had four or five taels of silver, it would be nice if the grain could be used as money.

In the afternoon, Luo Dazhi, who had just returned from the field, agreed without hesitation to the family next door. Luo Xiaobao's grandfather Luo Dingkai built the house with others at that time. .

   But Yin Miao asked Yin Bowu to go to the next door at night.

   Several members of the Luo family looked at the bag of grain on the wooden table, and some did not understand what this meant.

   "Our family doesn't have much money now. If you are willing to help, you can only use food as a reward."

   Yin Bowu explained.

   "Go take it quickly, don't you just stick a few layers of mud? We don't want your stuff."

  Luo Dingkai mentioned that the package of grain was going to be stuffed to Yin Bowu. He mentioned that there were at least two buckets of grain.

   "That won't work. If you don't agree, we'll find someone else to do it."

   Yin Bowu only thought that the food was not enough, but as Miaoer said, if he gave too much, it would lead to suspicion.

   "It's all neighbors, you are so polite."

   Ma Cuihua is still very envious of that package of food, so the food can be eaten for a month or two for their family.

   Seeing that Yin Bowu refused to take back the package of food, the Luo family had to take it.

   So on the second day, the Yin family courtyard began to be lively.

Bricks and tiles cannot be used in rural areas. Better use adobe bricks. Put mud in a box made of wooden planks, and then put clay for tamping, which is adobe bricks. The next thing is to paste the walls directly with mud, and then add wood for load-bearing. pillars and beams.

  Considering that they just raised the outer wall to block the view, the family felt that they just used mud to paste the wall, and logs were enough to bear the weight.

  Apart from Wei Shi and Yin Miao, the others did not know that Yin Bowu went to deliver food to the next door. Seeing that Luo Dazhi had picked up a few baskets of mud, Yin Chengyun and the others stepped forward to help.

Brother Han and Luo Xiaobao were the happiest. The two of them had a mud fight while playing with the mud. Mrs. Wei saw that Brother Han was covered in mud, so he just let him and Xiaobao go. Play together and become a little clay figurine.

  Yin Miao watched the mud in the yard for a while, then turned around and went to the stove to wash a large pot of rice, and put the rice in the pot and waited for the fire to be cooked.

   Another layer of rice was missing from the rice jar. Yin Miao put her hand into the rice jar and added some more rice in just a few seconds.

   "Actually, I feel that the food is quite durable. Look at our jar of rice, we haven't eaten much for a few days."

   Zhen Shi, who was doing needlework, was chatting with Ma Cuihua next door.

   "Yeah, our family too, we have to save some food on weekdays."

   Ma Cuihua sighed in her heart, it seems that this family is also saving their lives.

  The needle in Mrs. Wei's hand almost didn't poke herself, so she quickly changed the subject: "I heard that when summer is about to begin, our village will have to pay taxes to the yamen. Do we have to pay if we don't have arable land?"

   "Of course, those who have arable land have to pay land tax, and those who have no land have to pay household tax, but the household tax is much lighter, unless your family is rich."

When it comes to paying taxes, Ma Cuihua has a headache. Their family still has a few acres of land. This year, God has not rewarded them with food. It has not rained much for more than a month. If the harvest is not good, it will be wasted in half a year.

   "The rich and the poor, do people still visit every household?"

   Mr. Zhang asked.

   "Generally you don't read it, it's enough for our village to report it."

   Ma Cuihua's words also reassured several people. If there are people from the county government office, the men in the family may have to hide.

  Luo's family didn't eat lunch at Yin's house. The Yin family was really poor and had no place to sit, so Mr. Wei brought half a pot of steamed white rice and two side dishes to Ma Cuihua.

  Ma Cuihua thanked her again and again. She only thought that the Yin family only cooked white rice to entertain guests, but she didn't know that the whole family was all white noodles or white rice.

"I only know today that we will still have to pay taxes by household in the future. Wei Lizheng also wants us to live behind closed doors. Don't make a noise when you go out, just say that we eat bran and veggies to the outside world. already."

  After dinner, Yin Zhenghong said to the family.

   "We don't know how long we will be able to support these grains, and we will have to pay taxes at that time. What if we don't have the money to pay it?"

   Mr. Zhang said worriedly.

  Yin Miao was relieved a lot after hearing this, at least now the family gradually understands the need to live a low-key, luxurious and meaningful life.

   "The Yin family is very poor?"

  In the back room, Xiao Xuan asked after hearing the voice outside.

   "Very poor..."

   Yunjiang replied, he has never seen such a poor village, to be precise, he has never seen such a poor village.

   "That's really hard for them, Yunbo should be coming soon."

   Thinking of the only missing Yunhu, Xiao Xuan's eyes were cold.

   "Go back to the master, the plan is on these two days."

   Yunjiang lowered his head and replied.

  Xiao Xuan stood in front of the window and nodded, a gust of breeze blew, he couldn't help coughing again, Yun He hurriedly came to help him go to the bed to rest, but he refused.

   "No need, I'll just sit here."

   He raised one hand and looked at the bright sunshine outside the courtyard through his fingers.

   This is an intact hand, not a hand that was scalded by hot water and festered in the dungeon of Beirou Kingdom. The wind here is mixed with the smell of spring grass mixed with mud, not the stench of screams and screams blown from the ventilation holes above the dungeon.

   It's so good to be alive.

   (end of this chapter)