Chapter 78 Frost-bitten Cabbage
Yuanyuan put her hands in her pockets, turned her head away, and puffed up her cheeks, looking very angry.
Shang Wan looked at the little guy and asked, "Don't you want to eat fish balls anymore?"
A naked threat.
Yuanyuan wrinkled her nose, opened her little mouth, took the vegetable porridge in the spoon, and then...spit it out in a jet-like shape.
If Shang Wan hadn't been quick enough to turn the little guy around, all the food on the table would have been ruined by Yuanyuan.
For the first time in his life, Yuanyuan rebelled and paid a heavy price by being spanked.
"Daddy." Yuanyuan stretched out her little hand towards Lu Chengjing pitifully, "Mom, hit me!"
In fact, Shang Wan just patted her butt lightly twice, but the little girl felt aggrieved and felt that her mother hit her so hard that she really needed her father's comfort.
Shang Wan looked over.
Lu Chengjing coughed lightly, and under Yuanyuan's expectant eyes, he stood on her mother's side.
Yuanyuan:!!!
The little guy burst into tears, feeling that his father didn't love him and his mother didn't care for him, and that he was like a little cabbage hit by frost.
Xiaohuan couldn't bear to see this and wanted to go over and comfort her.
Shitou stopped her and said, "Look carefully, he's just howling, not even a tear."
Xiaohuan looked carefully and saw that there was only thunder but no rain.
The corners of her mouth twitched. Was this kid so smart before?
Yuanyuan thought she had been crying for a long time, but no one came to comfort her.
The little guy covered his eyes and secretly peeked through the gap between his open hands. He saw his mother, father, Aunt Xiaohuan and Uncle Shitou talking and laughing while eating.
Eating!!
Have a meal!!!
meal!!!!
Is she still her parents' most beloved child?!
Yuanyuan was so shocked that she forgot to cry. She lay on the straw mat, sticking out her little butt and sulking, stealing glances at her parents from time to time.
Humph! Zizi is angry!
Very angry!
No coaxing, no eating!
Who knew that after being angry for a long time, no one paid any attention to her.
Yuanyuan wrinkled her little face in grievance, whimpered and crawled over, then clung to Shang Wan's legs and lay there motionless.
Shang Wan glanced down at Little Mushroom and heard Little Mushroom grumble, "Wrong."
It sounds a bit unfair.
"What's wrong?" Shang Wan picked up the person and touched the little guy's head.
Yuanyuan pointed at herself, then at the vegetable porridge in the small bowl, and said with a pout, "Wrong."
"It's definitely wrong to waste food." Shang Wan nodded in agreement, then asked, "What else?"
Yuanyuan blinked, tilted her head and thought for a while, then shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.
"My dear, it's okay to be unhappy and lose your temper, but the prerequisite is that you have to have the confidence to do so." Shang Wan nodded at her round, white forehead. "As for you, you relied on your young age and lacked the confidence to do something like flipping the table. You can only wait to be punished."
Shang Wan pointed at herself and said, "If it was my mother who did what you did just now, not only would I not be punished, I could punish others instead. I could even say that this was the right thing to do. This is my confidence."
Yuanyuan seemed to understand but not quite, with countless question marks popping up in her little head.
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand now, just remember it." Shang Wan patted her on the back gently and asked her to look at the other three people at the table. "We are your family. You are young now, so we can spoil you in everything, but outsiders will not spoil you."
Yuanyuan frowned, and her clever little head tried hard to understand what her mother said.
Shang Wan took the handkerchief handed to her by Xiaohuan and wiped the little girl's face and hands, then continued to feed her vegetable porridge.
Shitou asked quietly, "Sister, is it too early to teach Yuanyuan these things now?"
Shang Wan still said the same thing, "It's better to know it earlier so as not to suffer any loss."
Because of the spiritual spring, Yuanyuan accidentally awakened and became a superpower. Even in the end of the world, there was no superpower awakened at such a young age.
Shang Wan had no experience raising children, and didn't know how to raise such a young psychic. He could only teach whatever he could think of, whatever he encountered. Since the little guy had a good memory, he could just memorize it and think about it slowly.
Halfway through the meal, Shitou mentioned the issue of land reclamation and asked Lu Chengjing, "Brother-in-law, do we need to register with the government to reclaim land?"
"Before reclaiming wasteland, you must first confirm that the land is unowned. After reclaiming it, you must report it to the government and ask them to measure the land and register it."
Shitou asked in confusion, "Aren't we exempt from paying taxes on our own reclaimed wasteland? Why do we still need to register it?"
"Wasteland reclaimed by the people on their own initiative will be exempt from tax for the first five years. After that, it will be taxed like ordinary land. Government registration of wasteland can serve as a basis for tax collection and effectively prevent people from abandoning cultivation after reclaiming it, leaving the land barren."
Lu Chengjing explained gently, "According to the laws of our dynasty, if someone abandons farming without reason after clearing wasteland, causing the land to become barren, and is discovered by the government, he will be fined twenty taels of silver and ten taels of silver as a warning to others."
Shitou shuddered. "If I clear the land and don't cultivate it, I'll be beaten and fined? What if I break my hands or feet and can't farm?"
Xiao Huan rolled her eyes at him speechlessly, "Can't you just hope for the best for yourself?"
"Life is full of unexpected events," Shitou insisted, "brother-in-law, isn't there a way to avoid being beaten or fined?"
Lu Chengjing said, "If the land belongs to you, you can sell it to someone else; if it belongs to the court, you can hire someone to cultivate it."
"As you just said, after you broke your limbs, you can report the wasteland you reclaimed to the government, and the government will consider it at its discretion. If you are truly unable to continue cultivating it, you can sign a transfer deed. The government will provide a certain amount of compensation based on the condition of the land. The land will then become the property of the court and be rented out to others for cultivation."
Lu Chengjing added: "If we encounter war, famine, or other disasters, and we really abandon our crops, the government will be too busy to investigate and won't pursue the matter."
Shitou understood that land reclamation should be done within one's capabilities, not as much as possible. If problems really arise, they can be discussed, and the government will not punish them with one blow.
Xiaohuan had a question, "If we don't report the land to the authorities after we've reclaimed it, can we still plant it secretly?"
Shang Wan could answer this question without Lu Chengjing, "What do you do as the village chief?"
Xiaohuan really forgot about such a person.
Lu Chengjing said, "If anyone in the village reclaims wasteland but conceals it and the government discovers it, the entire village's taxes will be increased by 50% for three years."
The imperial court had been fighting wars for years, and taxes were already heavy. Let alone increasing them by 50%, even increasing them by 10% would be the same as forcing people to die.
Therefore, no one dares to take this risk, and even if there is, the villagers will not cover it up.
Shang Wan picked up a fish ball and said to the three people, "Our family lacks strong laborers and has no experience in farming. If we really want to farm, we can first reclaim two acres of wasteland and try to grow some fruits and vegetables for our family to eat. As for the rest, there is no rush for now. After the house is repaired, we can do it step by step."
All three agreed.
Shang Wan secretly lamented that other families had more strong laborers. She glanced at Lu Chengjing and felt a little puzzled.
This guy drank the most spiritual spring water, but apart from his injuries gradually healing, why didn't anything else change?
(End of this chapter)
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