Chaos: Starting from taking care of my sister -in -law

55 Getting Tax, 17 years old

Chapter 55 Getting Tax, 17 years old

The night is cool like frost.

The cold wind mixed with snow hit the window, making noisy sounds, and some cold wind squeezed into the house from the gap between the window sill, sounding the ears of the beautiful woman on the hoe.

A white arms like lotus root, out of the quilt, put the half -beads and rounded face on the quilt. A lamp on the height, and the dim lights were hit on the cymbal.

Han Anniang got out of the bed and breathed a fresh air. As soon as she picked up the small coat to wear it, she was pulled away by Chen Mo.

Han Anniang shyly: “Uncle, don’t you say you want to teach slaves to literacy?”

“You can also teach on the cymbal.”

Chen Mo quickly got out of the quilt. After taking an enlightenment book, he quickly lay in the quilt and was holding Han Anniang.

“I can’t chew more, I will teach you five characters first. After you can read and write, you will teach five characters.”

After Chen Mo intends to wait for Han Anniang to literate, he teaches her to raise blood.

Chen Mo did not ask her to practice successfully. As long as she can learn a fur, it is also good to strengthen her body.

He asked Han Anniang to say that she knew those words.

Although Han Anniang did not read books and did not know much, she would still write her name and Chen Mo’s name.

After understanding the words she knew, Chen Mo began to teach, first of all, the five words of chai oil and salt and tea commonly common in life.

Han Anniang still studied very seriously. She read it and wrote on her legs.

It’s just that Chen Mo taught to teach a little unrealistic.

“Uncle.” The pink lips pursed slightly, and Han Anniang Xue’a’s cheeks gradually floated into the intoxicating red red.

“, Learn seriously, don’t look around.” Chen Mo said.

Han Anniang: “…”

She endured her unhappy shyness, and said, “Uncle, how do you let the slave family learn like this?”

“How can you not learn so, you can also cultivate your concentration, get two birds with one stone. Come, read it for me, firewood, rice …”

“…”

Han Anniang’s eyes dangled, beyond her shame, trembling: “But uncle, you, the slave family is concentrated at all.”

But Chen Mo didn’t listen.

Han Anniang could only hold back to adapt to shyness.

Fortunately, it was just five words. No, Han Anniang quickly mastered and wanted to learn again.

Chen Mo squeezed Han Anniang’s face with a smile, and said, “Remember now, it does not mean that I still remember tomorrow, sleep.”

Nympho

Sure enough, the next morning.

Chen Mo asked her to write the five words she learned last night. As a result, Han Anniang only wrote the words Mi and Tea.

Chen Mo could only teach her for a while while taking breakfast.

In the morning, he practiced the knife and Zhang He dug it.

After eating at noon, after the rest and digesting, Chen Mo taught Zhang He to practice the knife.

After practicing the knife, he returned to his physical strength, and Zhang He continued to dig.

In the eyes of people who do not understand the inside, Zhang He was used like Chen Mo as a cattle and horse.

But for Zhang He, there was no resentment, but he was grateful.

Because Chen Mo not only included him in and dinner, he occasionally asked him to take some food home.

In this chaos, food is like a regeneration of parents.

Second, everyone in the village now knows that he is Chen Mo’s younger brother.

Those villagers greeted him with a trace of respect in their voice.

Time is like flowing water, in a blink of an eye, five days have passed.

During this period, Chen Mo took Zhang He into the city and took the newly created Tang knife back.

This New Tang knife is more than five pounds heavier than the original Tang Dao.

Chen Mo used the old Tang knife to Zhang He.

In addition, Chen Mo also purchased a group of food, mainly rice and pork.

The price of food has risen again. Not far away from the spring, Chen Mo must start the food first.

Once the battle comes, the price of food will only become higher.

But it is the day they returned from buying food.

Zhang He told Chen Mo that many people in the village wanted to mix with him and asked him not to accept it.

Chen Mo naturally will not accept it.

This is the martial arts world, and it is not the ancient times when he did not cross. What is the use of so many people, and build another Qinghe gang?

Don’t make trouble, his own spending is so big, how can he afford so many people?

Even if it is raised, this is all troubled times. The anti -thief is almost fighting. Does he solicit so many ordinary people to resist the anti -thief?

Or rebel?

If they are martial arts, they are almost the same.

After receiving dozens of ordinary people as a younger brother, dozens of mouths help him to eat, really treat him as a charity?

And these people are also dragging their families.

It’s not nice to say it is cumbersome.

Take care of yourself first.

Nympho

After another week.

Time came to January 20th,

Although it was still cold, Xue had stopped for two days.

On this day, the people in the gate came.

Peng Qing took someone in person.

The purpose of the Village of Fuzawa is to collect taxes.

It’s a new year.

This year’s hunting tax and ding money should be paid.

But Fuzawa Village, which has been searched twice by Qinghe Gang, has the money to pay taxes?

Do you know?

of course I know.

But this is the death order issued above. If the tax cannot come up, you can find a way to make up.

Chang Yuan will definitely not pay this money.

Who does it come out?

Do you expect the local men to come out?

Therefore, there can only be a bitter people.

Without the money, take the field.

Many people in the village also have fields.

For them, fields are the expectations of life and their roots. Unless they have to do so, they will not sell fields.

Peng Qing knew that this was too much, so at the beginning, it was a good persuasion, saying that they could get the fields to pay taxes and refund more.

The villagers later did not listen to martial arts.

Fuzawa Village was sorrowful.

Chen Mo also paid taxes.

This is what everyone has to pay.

Unless he wants to rebel.

After Peng Qing and they left, Chen Mo sighed.

What did the court look like?

If this goes on, there is no reason to die.

Chen Mo dare to complain at present, he glanced at the system panel.

[Name: Chen Mo. .

[Age: 16. .

[Gongfa: Blood cultivation (Dacheng 283.3/1000.]