Author: Mrs. Liwai

The moonlight gently sprinkled on Yu'an's tender face, and Shu Yan smiled and said, "Our Xiaoyu'an is so nice. Ah-mi is not a perseverance, but Yu'an is."

Yu'an smiled shyly, and Shu Yan stretched out his hand and touched Yu'an's head.

The two returned to the house and slept for a long time.

The next morning, the yard was dry with smokeless carbon drying, and they were all light and fluttering, just like they had no weight.

Sui Ying found a backpack, packed the charcoal fires one by one, and then pulled Lian Qiao to Xiangcheng to sell them.

The two men continued to chop wood on the mountain.

Shu Yan looked at the three children at home. After lunch with the children, she was about to go to the house to rest, but saw the village chief bringing a minor official in.

Shu Yan's face suddenly became nervous. She quickly asked Yu'an to hide in the house and get up to greet him.

The village chief was a hunchbacked old man. After seeing Shu Yan, he hurriedly pointed at the clerk and said, "This is Lord Li, who is here to collect taxes. Although your landlord moved to the city, he rented the village land to you. You need to pay 30% of the tax."

There is not much grain in two acres of land, and 30% of them were taken away. They will definitely not have enough food this winter.

Shu Yan said, "Sir, we bought this wheat from the landlord and bought it at the market price. Logically speaking, you should ask the landlord to collect it."

The little official obviously didn't want to know so much, so he interrupted Shu Yan very roughly.

"You go and ask him if you don't hand over it, you'll have to get beaten. You have to think about it."

Shu Yan, who was old and old, naturally could not bear such pain. He could only take out the wheat he had worked hard to harvest with tears and let the public carry it away.

When the village chief saw Shu Yan's eager look, he sighed and whispered: "Although the harvest is good this year, there is a war again soon. The government is collecting food. If you have spare money, go to the city to buy some for preparation."

After the village chief said that, he left. Yu'an ran out of the house. He looked at the less food and suddenly lost his face. He said seriously: "If I become the emperor, I will definitely not let them exploit the people like this."

Shu Yan smiled and touched Yu'an's head, but who knew that there was a man standing outside the door, very thin and his eyes were extremely sharp.

It was the scholar who exchanged books with food under the tree that day.

The scholar whispered: "What emperor are you, a child?"

Shu Yan hurriedly said, "You little kid, you, a scholar, came into someone's house and didn't know where you learned your kindness, integrity and shame."

The scholar was quite embarrassed by Shu Yan's words, but he still said with a shameless face: "I heard from my neighbors that there are often sounds of reading in your house, so I think that there must be books hidden in your house, so I'm here."

When Shu Yan heard this, he felt helpless. It seemed that this kid was still a book fan.

The scholar smiled and said, "I still have some food in my house. I know you don't have enough food. I'll give you some food and change some books to see how?"

Shu Yan was helpless: "You kid, the winter in the northwest is so long, and people are storing food, so are you not afraid of starving to death?"

The scholar waved his hand and said with a smile: "If there is not enough food, I will go to the mountains to hunt. At worst, I will eat the bark of trees and I will not starve to death."

This scholar is so thin, I think he is hungry all year round.

Shu Yan said helplessly: "We really don't have books at home. We can read because our children have learned it before and can memorize it."

Another reason is that Sui Ying has a great memory, and basically all the books he has read are remembered in his mind.

When the scholar heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. He pulled Yu'an and was about to speak, but Shu Yan pulled the person outside directly.

This scholar is not right, so he can't let him harm Yu'an.

Shu Yan looked at the scholar with a fierce look with his waist on his back.

"My grandson is going to sleep. You are so poor that you are leaving me quickly. If a child doesn't sleep enough, it will affect his height."

After Shu Yan finished speaking, he closed the door, and Yu'an looked at the scholar outside the door with some curiosity.

"Ah, this brother is so strange, he seems to be crazy about reading."

Shu Yan took Yu'an's hand and said softly: "Don't read like him, and read books stupidly. If you read thousands of books, you will have to travel thousands of miles."

The grandparents and grandchildren went back to the house to sleep. In the afternoon, several young people came back. Sui Ying had a smile on her face. She obviously sold her a lot of money and brought a lot of delicious food to the children.

Lian Qiao was squinting her eyes as if she was thinking. Shu Yan couldn't help asking: "Did you beat someone up when selling charcoal?"

Lian Qiao shook her head.

"It's quite interesting to sell things, but the rich people's voices are very easy to make."

The two men came back just at the setting sun. Cheng San caught a pheasant this time, and the two of them cut a lot of firewood back.

Cheng San asked Shu Yan with a smile: "Godmother, there are more and more people cutting wood on this mountain. Can we still make our sootless carbon?"

Shu Yan shook her head and said, "Make it a few more times, don't sell it when buying some food, stock up on some firewood for the winter."

According to Shu Yan's understanding of the degree of inclination, the price of sootless carbon will be reduced in less than half a month.

After half a month, the firewood and food at home were ready.

Shu Yan also clearly felt that the weather was getting colder and they all had to wear cotton coats.

Most of the people in the village are burning smokeless carbon, which has increased the temperature of the entire village, but it is still very cold.

Cheng San and Bai Guichen have often gone to the mountains to play wild these days, so Shu Yan marinated these preys and prepared to stock them up for winter consumption.

As the days passed, the village became much richer than before. However, the poor scholar always squatted in their house and eavesdropped on Yu'an's reading.

One day, Shu Yan got up from the bed and found that it was white outside. She opened the window and saw a white area.

Shu Yan shouted.

"It's snowing now?"

Cheng San and Bai Guichen came out of the house. The two of them were wearing thin clothes, but were shocked by the air conditioning outside the house.

Cheng San took a few steps back tremblingly, then went back to the house and put on his big cotton jacket. He saw his godmother and smiled foolishly, "Godmother, it's snowing."

Shu Yan said helplessly: "I'm not blind."

Cheng San reached out to pick up the snow. At this moment, Asura came out of the house, ran happily into the snow, and then grabbed a handful of snow and took a bite.

It's like a happy little beast.

Lian Qiao, who was lying on the bed, woke up slowly. She sighed and looked at the letter in her hand. She really didn't know what to do.
Chapter completed!