The Nameless of the Common Clans

After practicing for about an hour, Chen Mo used his good memory to practice the commonly used moves with sticks. As for fluency, it is naturally impossible, but it is like literacy. No matter how powerful a person is, it cannot be done in a day. Just practicing something from beginner to master, and spending a lot of energy in the afternoon, Chen Mo was already exhausted when it was getting dark.

"Take this back." Uncle Wang cut a piece of tiger meat for Chen Mo, tied it with a string, handed it to Chen Mo and said: "Now that you are growing, you should eat more meat, otherwise no matter how talented you are, your body will collapse. Lose."

Chen Mo did not pick it up, but said hesitantly: "How much does this pound of tiger meat cost?"

"Take it as a gift." Uncle Wang shook his head.

"That won't work. I've been taking advantage of Uncle Wang for asking for martial arts lessons these days. Now I can't feel at ease if I take Uncle Wang's meat for free." Chen Mo shook his head. Although he was stingy, he would not take advantage of him. This kind of cheap.

"Just take it if I tell you to. How can there be so much nonsense?" Uncle Wang looked at Chen Mo in a funny way.

Chen Mo shook his head. It was true that he refused to accept it. He picked up his backpack, picked up his hoe, turned around and ran away.

Uncle Wang looked at the direction Chen Mo left and shook his head, but he didn't force it. He looked at the mess in the courtyard and then looked at the direction Chen Mo left. Wasn't this kid afraid that he would leave him to clean up?

"Ah sneeze~"

Chen Mo, who ran home, couldn't help but sneeze, rubbed his nose, put down his backpack, and touched Heizi who followed happily. The fresh energy had passed. Although he still liked the dog very much, he still couldn't help it. I don’t want to play with my dog ​​every day as much as I did in the beginning.

"Mother, the child is back!" Chen Mo stepped into the house. When he saw Chen's mother frowning, she asked in surprise: "Mother, what happened?"

"It's not a big deal..." Mother Chen hesitated for a moment, then sighed: "Li Zheng came over just now to raise a batch of food for the Taiping Sect. Every family has to contribute."

"Why!?" Chen Mo was furious when he heard this: "Taxes have been increasing in recent years, and we don't have much surplus food. So the Taiping Sect came here and just pretended to be a ghost, and asked us to give them food? How will we live?"

"Silence!" Mother Chen was startled and quickly pulled Chen Mo over. She took a careful look outside the door and breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Chen Mo and said, "What can we do about these things?"

"What does it have to do with us if they raise food?" Chen Mo said angrily: "Give it to anyone who is willing to do so. Our family has no food to give them!"

"One more thing is worse than one less thing. We can't fight them." Uncle Wang's voice came from behind.

"Brother Wang." Mother Chen quickly stood up, welcomed Uncle Wang in, and said with a smile, "Why are you here in person?"

"I hunted a tiger this time and cut some tiger meat. I wanted Ergou to deliver it, but the guy ran away, so I delivered it myself." Uncle Wang put the tiger meat on the table and faced Chen The mother nodded and said, "This child looks like his father."

"Well, thank you, Brother Wang." Mother Chen returned the gesture.

"Mom, isn't it good?" Chen Mo looked at the tiger meat on the table and swallowed his saliva. This was the first time he had the opportunity to eat tiger meat at this age, but... taking other people's things for nothing made Chen Mo uncomfortable. .

"When Mo'er gets good things from now on, he will share with Uncle Wang. Fellow villagers, don't care too much about some things." Mother Chen sighed, looked at Uncle Wang and said, "Brother Wang, don't be offended, Mo'er He is ignorant."

Uncle Wang is willing to teach Chen Mo. In fact, he also wants to have more contact with his family. In other words, he is more optimistic about the future of this child, which can be regarded as an investment. Chen Mo naturally understands that Chen Mo is young and does not understand the sophistication of these people, and his personality is more sincere. , I don’t want to suffer losses, and I don’t want to be greedy for gains. But in this life, it is impossible to really cut off these human relationships. It’s just this principle that Chen’s mother doesn’t know how to teach.

"Yes." Uncle Wang nodded and said, "It's getting late, so I won't stay any longer. I'll take my leave."

"Brother Wang, let's go slowly." Mother Chen took Chen Mo to send Uncle Wang out. Heizi was picked by Uncle Wang and was close to Uncle Wang. He happily walked around Uncle Wang.

"Uncle Wang, why can't you fight? I don't believe that everyone is willing to hand over food!" Chen Mo took Uncle Wang's hand and said in confusion: "There are only a few of them, what are they afraid of?"

"Of course I'm not afraid of those people, but the Taiping Sect is not just those people. Listen to your mother." Uncle Wang touched Chen Mo's head and sighed.

"Mom?" Seeing Uncle Wang walking away, Chen Mo looked back at his mother in confusion, still unable to accept it.

"Just like the imperial court, the imperial court only collects taxes from a few tax collectors every year. Do you dare to fight with them?" Mother Chen sighed.

"But the Taiping Religion is not the imperial court?" Chen Mo said angrily, "Doesn't the government office care about this matter?"

"I don't know the details. Although it's not the imperial court, the government office obviously has no intention of taking care of it. If we offend them, disaster may happen! If we are not careful, it will be the disaster of destroying the family!" Mother Chen looked at Chen Mo with a solemn expression. Said: "Mother knows that my son has always been decisive, but this time, listen to me, don't provoke them."

This was the first time since Chen Mo could remember that his mother spoke to him in such a serious and pleading manner, and he quickly said: "I know, mother, don't worry, I won't argue with you, but how much do they want? "

"It's comparable to the imperial tax." Mother Chen sighed.

"As a result, 30% of the harvest will be lost!" Chen Mo gritted his teeth. He originally planned to acquire a few more acres of land after this autumn harvest. With this, he would have to ask someone to help cultivate one or two acres at most. It would be impossible to hire tenant farmers. , I will have to suffer next year!

"Just bear with it!" Chen's mother looked at her son with some distress. Chen Mo was responsible for almost all of the Chen family's livelihood. The Taiping Cult also came to collect taxes. The originally easy life might have to bear a few more burdens.

"It's okay, mother~" Chen Mo took a deep breath and looked up at his mother. The smile on his face was innocent, but it made people feel sad: "At most one year, the child will definitely let mother live a good life."

"Well, my son has the ability, mother believes in you!" Chen's mother's nose was sour, and tears almost came out. She quickly looked up, nodded, and tried to maintain a smile on her face.

"The child is going to rest. Tomorrow I have to water the land again, build a nest for Heizi, and a chicken coop... Very busy." Chen Mo didn't want to make his mother feel bad, so he took his mother home, told her to go to bed early, and then went back to his room alone to sleep.

Looking at her son's back, Chen's mother knelt on the ground somewhat powerlessly, looking at the night view outside the door, and helplessly held Heizi beside her in her arms. Her low sobs did not spread too far in the night. Heizi looked at his master blankly and stretched out his tongue to lick his master's hand. This night was not friendly to those living at the bottom of this era...