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Chapter 107 The parents on the road to escape 5

At this time, Zhang Yuanlin didn't take it seriously when he heard that his third brother mentioned the old story again.

Even if there was any, it had already been squandered by my grandfather.

When Yuan Xi heard it, it was true. He only knew from the memory of the original owner that when he was five years old, his grandfather told a story and mentioned it, but he didn't remember much more.

I really didn’t know it had been used.

But it doesn't matter, who says there can only be one treasure hiding place.

"Second brother, look at this clay pot."

Zhang Yuanlin had long noticed the clay pot on the table, as if it had just been dug out of the soil. Thinking back to what the third brother just said, I couldn't help but feel funny: "Third brother, you don't think that this clay pot is also a treasure buried by the ancestors, do you?"

Yuan Xi affirmed: "It's not that my brother thinks it is, it's just that."

"Second brother, you'll know after you open it and take a look."

Seeing that Yuan Xi was so confident, Zhang Yuanlin stood up, opened the lid, his eyes widened suddenly, and he rubbed them in disbelief, "This, this, this..."

When the jar was opened, the brilliance produced by the interweaving of gold and silver inside seemed to illuminate his old face. He pinched his thigh secretly, not dreaming.

He closed the lid at once, sat down in a daze, and kept muttering: "Impossible, how could it be possible? Are our old Zhang family's ancestors so rich?"

He took a cursory glance and weighed the weight of the jar. It was almost twenty kilograms and worth at least three hundred taels of silver, depending on how much gold was inside.

"Third brother, where did you dig this jar?"

"I didn't dig it, it was Xiu Xiu who dug it." Yuan Xi pointed to his granddaughter at the door and said, "I was just sitting on the stone pillar under the osmanthus tree, and Xiu Xiu was playing in the mud over there, and the silly child said I dug until I couldn't dig out the rocks anymore, and I was still crying. I helped a few times, and unexpectedly I dug out this jar."

"As soon as I saw what was inside, I immediately asked my third daughter-in-law to invite you over. When my grandfather was young, I only vaguely heard him mention that my ancestors buried treasures in the house. I didn't know the details, so I thought Ask second brother."

Zhang Yuanlin couldn't sit still anymore. He held the jar and took Yuan Xi with him to look under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. He dug a hole diagonally close to the root of the tree. Most of it had been filled in. There was still a lot of soil on the side. It was obviously filled with soil. People leave in a hurry and do things hastily.

When he returned to the main room, he held the clay pot in his arms and didn't want to put it down at all. He stroked the clay pot gently with a kinder attitude than he did with his own grandson. Rub all the soil around the clay pot clean.

The third daughter-in-law had been guarding the door and vaguely heard some words. She also saw her second uncle and her father going under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. She couldn't believe it and looked at the silly girl in her arms.

Darling, have you really found a treasure?

My mother's sweet girl is indeed a little lucky star.

She still knew that the ancestors of the Zhang family were rich, and the large brick house with tiles they lived in was not fake, but she was still curious and didn't know what the ancestors of the Zhang family left for future generations. It would be most economical if she kept gold and silver.

Yuan Xi looked at the third daughter-in-law who came in from time to time at the door, thinking that Xiuxiu had helped her with this matter. This daughter-in-law had always been smart and there was no need to avoid her.

"The third child, please come in with our little lucky star in your arms."

Zhang Yuanlin also reacted, "Yes, yes, yes, let me see our little lucky star."

He was praising Xiuxiu, but Yuan Xi didn't even notice. In fact, the granddaughter hadn't had time to wash herself off yet, and she was so exhausted that the second brother just closed his eyes and praised her.

"Second brother, that's it. The third brother's family, take the children down to wash them, and cook an egg for each of the children. They are too thin, so they need to be replenished. In the evening, scramble some more eggs and cook the bacon."

She is willing to give her children extra meals, but would it be too extravagant to do so much at once?

The third daughter-in-law hesitated, "Dad, the bacon is not meant to be saved for the New Year, but it is made now. What should we do during the New Year?"

"I'll buy it when the time comes. Go ahead and tell your two sisters-in-law that it will be ready tonight. My second brother and his family will also come over."

"Eh, okay."

"Wait a minute, Xiuxiu Niang, go next door and tell your second uncle to kill a chicken and drink chicken soup at night."

Now she didn't dare to respond. It was a chicken. She couldn't even think about killing a chicken because of the age.

She looked at her second uncle with confusion on her face.

Yuan Xi also turned to look at his second brother with some doubts. He usually planned carefully and wished he could break a copper plate into two flowers. Why did it suddenly swell?

There were four egg-laying hens next door, one egg a day. These were all precious little things, but now they suddenly fell out of favor.

"I was just about to tell you about this. The clan leader called me over yesterday and told me that the county would soon send someone to adopt the chicken tax. There was a government servant who had a relationship with the clan leader's son and came to Zhangjia Village in advance to inform the clan leader."

As soon as he said that Yuan Xi remembered it, there was something like this in his memory. The yamen servant must have had some friendship and the clan leader had stuffed him with money, so he came to Zhangjiacun in advance to talk about it. The clan leader also mentioned to the villagers that they sold some, ate them, and hid them in the mountains.

Suddenly something bad happened. Not a single household in the village raised chickens. No one would believe it. The yamen sent by the yamen did not receive any money in Zhangjiacun. Coupled with the fact that there were relatives from all over the country, the news spread, and the money received was even less. When we found out that the culprit was still Zhangjiacun. In short, Zhangjiacun was remembered in the end.

In December, the imperial court announced that every household in Zhangjia Village had to hire someone, and they were not allowed to use money to replace them. A dozen people died in one battle, and most of the people who came back were injured and sick.

Some people did not get through it when they came back, and those who did get through it also found the root of the disease. They had to ask doctors for treatment from time to time, and the medicine never left their mouths.

Their family drew lots to decide the candidates. In the end, Zhang Sen, the second eldest child, was unlucky enough to win the lottery. He was ill for half a year when he came back and was not fully recovered until he fled. His body was weak, so he was the first to die.

"Second brother, has the clan leader informed every household about this?"

"Not yet, I'm the first to know, and I won't notify others until this afternoon."

"Then the second brother thinks that if our village disposes of all the chickens, if people from the yamen can't receive a single copper coin in tax in Zhangjiacun, is it really okay?"

Zhang Yuanlin was very angry, "But this is not obvious. The government is trying to steal our hard-earned money under clever pretexts. I have never heard of any chicken tax in my life, and there is also the marriage tax that happened in Tianjia Village a while ago. What is this? Official or bandit?"

Yuan Xi said calmly: "He is both an official and a bandit. Second brother should discuss it carefully with the clan leader. Just treat it as spending money to buy peace. There will be a raid at the end of the year. If Zhangjiacun is remembered at this time, nothing will happen. It will end well."

Zhang Yuanlin leaned back on his chair slumped, "Yes, there are also guards."

"Xiuxiu Niang, go next door and ask them to kill a chicken."

"Still killing?"

"Four is too many, just keep two. We can't live without them. Then we can always decide how many to raise. If we raise fewer, we can pay less tax."