Lucky Girl: Take the Space To Escape From the Famine

build a wall?

Yin Bowu was stopped for a while. He had brought soldiers to fight and went to court, but he had never built a wall.

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

Most of the people who were exiled were 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 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 family 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 am afraid that 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.

"It shouldn't be a problem."

Yin Miao thought for a while, she only had four or five taels of silver, it would be great if the food 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. .

However, Yin Miao still asked Yin Bowu to go 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 it meant.

"Our family has no money now. If you are willing to help, you can only use food as a reward."

Yin Bowu explained.

"Hurry up and take it, 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 Miao'er said, if it was given 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 by their family for a month or two.

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 became 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 it was enough to just stick the wall with mud, and the logs would be enough to bear the weight.

Except for 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 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 to wait 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 pay taxes to the yamen. Do we have to pay if we don't have arable land?"

"Of course, you have to pay land tax if you have arable land, and if you don't have land, you have to pay household tax. If you don't, the household tax will be 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.

"Rich and poor, does anyone still visit every household?"

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 someone from the county government came, the men in the family would probably have to hide.

The Luo family didn't eat lunch at the Yin family. The Yin family was so poor that they had nowhere to sit, so Mrs. 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 always served with 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 the meal, Yin Zhenghong said to the family.

"We don't know how long we can last for this food, and we have to pay taxes at that time. What if we don't have the money to pay it?"

Zhang Shi was worried.

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 poor?"

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

"Very poor..."

Yun Jiang replied that he had never seen such a poor village, to be exact, such a poor village.

"That's really difficult for them, Yunbo should be coming soon in the past few days."

Thinking of the only missing Yunhu, Xiao Xuan's eyes were filled with coldness.

"Back to the master, the plan is for these two days."

Yun Jiang 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 a hand through his fingers and looked at the bright sunshine outside the courtyard with nostalgia.

This is an intact hand, not a hand that was boiled and festered in the dungeon of the Northern Rou country. 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...