In the golden autumn, the Great Plains of North China is full of golden color. Now is the time to sow winter wheat. The fields are full of farmers cultivating and loosening the soil. The endless fields are full of people working hard.
Ten years is a long time. It has become so long that all the children do not know the villager Luo Huo. On the wild dates beside the dirt road, a group of naked children are lying on the largest branches and using bamboo poles to poke the top dates, all alone. Dozens of greedy children were drooling.
"Sit down, brat, look at me..." Luo Huo started running for a while, then slammed his foot on the trunk of the jujube tree. The force was so strong that he almost shook the child off the branch.
The bright red dates fell down like rain, making the children yell and scream, but they were all dancing excitedly, sticking their buttocks out and picking them up desperately on the ground.
"Brother...where are you from? Where are you from?" the child with dates stuffed in his mouth asked whiningly.
"No matter where I come from, I am from Luojiazhuang!" Luo Huo said with a smile.
"You are lying. How come we have never seen you before? There is no big man as tall as you in our village... How come you are as tall as a jujube tree?"
Luo Huo's uncle next to him tugged at him, "Okay, stop teasing the children, the entrance to the village is just ahead... If you don't worry about it anymore, I always feel that it's too weird to do things like this?"
Luo Huo rolled his eyes at his uncle, "No matter how bad they are, they can't do it any better! If I don't make up for my father's face this time, I will write the character "Luo" backwards from now on..."
"Ah? Xiao Huo! Do you know how to read? How do you know how to read? When did you learn to read?"
"Shhh... keep your voice down! Why can't I read? Not to mention I can read, I can still write, I can still read articles, do you think I've been here for nothing in the past ten years?"
As soon as the word ten years was uttered, one of the slightly older children suddenly woke up and felt bored, "Ah? You are Brother Huo from the third uncle's family, right? There is only one person in the village who has not been home for ten years! It must be you. …”
Before Luo Huo could admit it, the child pulled his neck and yelled, "Brother Huo is back... Brother Huo from the third uncle's house is back... Brother Huo, who has been away from home for ten years, is back..."
This roar didn't matter, all the people working in the fields around him straightened up. Some people put aside their business and walked over quickly, surrounding Luo Huo.
"Are you really angry? You are an unfilial son. Why haven't you come home for ten years? I'm eating your second grandfather's mouth..." The oldest second grandfather gave him a slap in the face, and then burst into tears.
General Luo Huo, who had followed Xiao Letian and killed several people in the sea of blood in the Corpse Mountain, did not dare to hide at this moment. He let the villagers slap and hammer him to vent his anger. He knew that these villagers were all sincerely doing good for him.
"Your kid is back. Your parents and your sister have had a hard time these past few years. Your mother cries whenever she has nothing to do. Your sister misses you even when she gets married..."
"You bastard, you kicked down one-third of an acre of land back then! You still ran away. Why don't you come back and farm the land to make money and provide subsidies to your family? That's one-third of an acre of land..."
"Okay, okay, just come back. There will be time to teach him a lesson in the future...Looking at the clothes this child is wearing, he must have suffered a lot outside. You can scold him later and go home first..."
Luo Huo's eyes were red, and he took out a handful of Western candies from his robe, and gave them to the children and adults one by one. No one in the older generation had ever eaten such high-end goods. It was so sweet to hold it in his mouth, and he would scold him later for spending money.
"You are such a prodigal! You have not earned any money, yet you still dare to buy this food? Even the gentlemen in the county dare not eat this every day... You are committing evil!"
Under the pats of the villagers, Luo Huo was surrounded all the way into the village entrance. At this time, the children had already made noise all over the village. All the doorways on the street were full of people. All kinds of complicated eyes were cast on this decade. There is no wanderer going home.
Turning the familiar corner, the shabby courtyard door of her house came into view. Luo Huo's mother ran all the way and cried, regardless of the inconvenience of her little feet. She rushed over and hugged her son, crying loudly and slapping him on the back as hard as she could. I wanted to say something or curse something, but I couldn't get the last word out.
Luo Huo's father at the gate of the hospital also wiped away tears. He had been an honest man all his life and could not even beat or scold his children. He was too clumsy to say a complete sentence.
Seeing the family reunited after a long absence, everyone present shed tears, "Okay, the third brother's family is reunited this time. If Xiao Huo can come back safely, there is hope in this day. If you work hard for a few years, you may not be able to make it to the next level." We have a share in the family business...don't cry, let Xiao Huo go home first..."
The moment Luo Huo just walked into the small courtyard, there was a sudden commotion outside. He turned his head and looked closely, and his eyes were on fire. The uncle and uncle actually came one after another. Look at the clothes they were wearing. If you look at what your parents are wearing, you can tell how they have lived over the years.
"Oops? Xiaohuo is back... I thought you would never dare to come back in your life? Don't worry, kicking two doors into pieces is not a crime of beheading. If you kowtow to the uncle and the second uncle and admit your mistake, this matter will be over. Yes, they are all relatives, aren't they..." The uncle's mean mouth twitched with the rat's beard, which made Luo Huo feel sick.
The second uncle hated it even more and said with a gloomy face, "Look, look, you are still glaring at us. How come there is such a white-eyed wolf in the Luo family? I know that your boy has learned martial arts and is strong in martial arts, but let me tell you, your eldest brother is already working in the Yamen." After joining the gang, I followed Captain Luo to rush Ding Yin around the countryside. Now my family is not afraid of you..."
"By the way, you ran away in the past ten years, so you are not included in the Ding Yin your family paid. Now that you are back, you have to pay it again! Don't even think about losing a cent..."
When the second uncle said this, the fire in Luo Huo's belly rushed straight up. Although there were no corvees in name in the Qing Dynasty, there was an extra tax called Ding Fu. The serious land output was called land tax, which was equivalent to For land taxation, Ding Fu replaced corvee, which was equivalent to corvée being converted into silver.
This is my second uncle. Every time his nephew speaks warmly when he enters the house, he will be the first to show his power and accept Ding Fu?
At this time, the eldest aunt sneered and beat the drum, "It's not enough to just hand over the current ones. Don't we have to make up for the Ding Fu money from the past ten years? You must know that the county magistrate collects money according to the number of people in our Luo family's genealogy." , before Xiao Huo was gone, wasn’t his money shared equally by everyone in the village? We have suffered losses for many years..."
The second aunt also sneered and said, "Yes, Ding Fu's money has to be made up, and the work in the ancestral hall over the years has to be made up too! The six acres of land used by the Luo family to support the ancestral hall have been managed by each of our families in vain these years! From then on! From now on, we have to let the third family work in vain for two years and make up for what they owe..."
