The talented lady is busy farming

Chapter 585
Wang Dali's preparations were very fast, and he decided on his marriage with Zhang before the Chinese New Year. When Wang Dali put a silver hairpin in Zhang's hair with his own hands, he looked at Zhang's blushing face. Looking sideways, Wang Dali smiled foolishly.

Xia Wan and the others were also very happy. Before they were ready to celebrate the two of them, Xia Wan heard noisy voices outside the gate.

"I'll go out and have a look." Xia Wan told everyone.

"I'm with you." Zhao Ning followed out.

When the two arrived at the gate, Li Da and the others were looking at the door vigilantly. There seemed to be too many people outside.

"The people outside are not evil people. They seem to be here to sell the child?" Li Da couldn't believe what he saw, and he hesitated in speaking, with disbelief in his words.

"Selling children? Are you sure?" Xia Wan didn't believe it either, who would block his family to sell their children on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month?
"Let's take a look, Li Da, open the door." Zhao Ning was calm, because recently he had heard a lot of things about people being cornered because of foot money, poll tax, and taxes of various names. The child is indeed a bit strange, but when it comes to the previous things, there is nothing too strange.

"Yes, Mr. Scholar." Li Da responded, pulled out the latch, creaked, and the door opened in response, and the people outside the door appeared within the line of sight of several people.

Xia Wan looked at it, Huo, there are quite a few people, there are ten people, and these people are all uniformly dressed. To sum it up, one word is "broken", and another word is "rotten". The level of body is almost the same.

"Xiucai Xianggong, Xiucai lady, please do it, the family is really struggling, and the pot can't be opened, please do it, please do it." A woman said crying, just saying that it is good, not Say what.

"Don't cry, no matter what you are here for, let me ask you clearly, right? You are blocking the door of my house during Chinese New Year. No matter what you are doing, it is always a bit unreasonable, right?" , Xia Wan felt a little disgusted with these people.

"Xiucai lady, you, don't be angry, we have nowhere to go. Now that taxes are increasing, and they have increased a lot, the family is really struggling. This is my youngest son, who is seven years old this year. The most obedient and sensible, please stay with the scholar lady, and leave a way for the child." The woman continued, obviously feeling that Xia Wan was angry, and hurriedly wiped away her tears.

"Who told you to come?" Zhao Ning took a step forward and looked at them and said.

"No, no one, no one asked us to come. This is Mr. Xiucai. Let me tell the truth, old man. We live in Liulinpo ten miles away. There is no way to compare with the life here in Xiaoliuzhuang."

"Now the imperial court does not let the common people live. In this year alone, taxes have been increased four or five times. There is also a poll tax. After the new year is the deadline."

When the old man was talking, he touched the hair of the little girl in his arms. His heart was full of reluctance. Even if he was reluctance, there was nothing he could do. There were more people in the family who needed to live, even if it was for his little girl. The granddaughter finds a way out.

"We came out together, and we looked for it one by one. We also wanted to find a good home for the child. It's better than selling it to those dirty places in the city, right? I beg the lady of the scholar to be kind and just give the child a bite to eat."

As the old man spoke, tears fell.

(End of this chapter)