The Reborn Wife is Farming

Fan Zijin took the four children home and said to Mu Yangling disapprovingly, "Why didn't you stop them?"

Hutou stabbed Mu Yangling, "Mother supported us very much and said we are good boys."

The second prince nodded fiercely, and said with a knife: "Fourth aunt also asked us to find the accountant to settle the accounts, so that we can sort out the tax payable so quickly."

Fan Zijin stared at Mu Yangling.

Mu Yangling smiled approvingly at the children, and said to Fan Zijin: "They didn't do anything wrong, not to mention it was to cooperate with Haoran's actions. Even a few young children know that they have to pay taxes. How big are their faces? Do not pay?"

Fan Zijin pointed at himself with a sullen face and said, "Unfortunately, there is a man with a big face here."

Qi Haoran hurriedly stopped Mu Yangling behind him, and smiled flatteringly at Fan Zijin, "Cousin, can you be the same as them? Dare to speak."

Fan Zijin looked at him contemptuously, "Yesterday, who suggested that I put the business under the name of the royal family to avoid commercial tax, and it's getting worse. Don't say you thought about it yesterday."

"I thought about it," Mu Yangling hurriedly raised his hand and said, "It's because I thought about it, and I made sure that you are not involved in this matter, that I let the children go out to make trouble, Zijin, I didn't mean to drag you into the water. "

Fan Zijin snorted coldly, "Since you thought of this, why didn't you tell me?" Bai made him feel guilty for so many days.

Qi Haoran hurriedly spoke for Mu Yangling, "You don't know, she has always been forgetful since she was pregnant. Once she woke up and asked me if she had lunch. She even forgot whether she had lunch or not." Oh, it shows how forgetful you are, these are all pregnant, and when those two little things are born, I will beat you up to vent my anger."

Fan Zijin was amused by Qi Haoran, it was the fault of the two unborn children who co-authored this matter, and he, as an uncle, even competed with the two children, right?

Seeing that Fan Zijin's expression was not right, Mu Yangling quickly grabbed Qi Haoran and gave a few winks to the children. Seeing this, Xiaoxiong rushed up with his younger brothers to wrap around Fan Zijin, and kept asking, "Second Uncle, do you mean that someone will be hurt later?" Are you moved to pay taxes?"

"No!" Fan Zijin was pissed off by Qi Haoran, and he didn't care about the feelings of the children, and said harshly: "Who would dare to do the stick in the early years? Don't say that you only have one year's tax subsidy, you just have to pay it for ten years Yes, as long as the officials in the court don't let go, it will be useless."

Xiao An was stunned, shocked but aggrieved: "We have set an example for them!"

Fan Zijin felt that his son was being led stupidly by Mu Yangling, and he had never seen it so naive before. He said to his son: "Who would stand up for a 'model' when it comes to self-interest? You think you are a role model, and people don't know how to hate you." And you."

Xiaoan's eye circles were red, and she looked at her father incredulously with tears in her eyes. The three tiger heads were also shocked, looking at their mother in disbelief, full of accusations.

Fan Zijin felt slightly regretful when he saw the appearance of the four children. Was his tone too strong?

Qi Haoran glared at him when he saw it, "Zijin, how can you teach children like this?" He turned to the four children and said, "Don't worry, someone will pay taxes tomorrow, if not tomorrow, there will definitely be some later. "At worst, he will come to the door in person, and the escort will also escort someone.

Fan Zijin hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, and was thinking about whether he wanted to suppress others tomorrow and force his subordinates to pay taxes.

Mu Yangling pushed Qi Haoran away, "You don't teach children like this."

Mu Yangling pulled the children over and said, "Isn't it because no one is going to pay the tax? Why are you crying? Let me ask you, did you pay the wrong tax?"

The children shook their heads.

"Then did you make a mistake by setting an example for the world?"

The child shook his head again.

"Then do you regret what you did today?"

The children shook their heads, "No regrets."

"In this case, why are you crying?" Mu Yangling said: "You didn't do anything wrong, it was them who were wrong, because they did something wrong, you cry, you are sad, isn't this punishing yourself with other people's mistakes? What a waste of money."

"But fourth aunt, what should we do if we are still a little sad? How can they not obey the law?"

"Ask my father to arrest them," said the little lion, "They are bad people."

Hutou and the second prince looked at Qi Haoran full of hope, Qi Haoran's tongue was bitter, and if he really wanted to arrest someone, the conflict intensified.

Little Xiong studied with Xiaobao for half a year and learned a little more. He tilted his head and looked at his mother, "Can't you catch it?"

Mu Yangling nodded, "At least not at this stage."

The four children suddenly became at a loss, what should they do?

Little Xiong's whole face was wrinkled, "Then how do the yamen usually deal with those shops that don't pay taxes?"

How else can I deal with it?

Those who are less powerful will go to the door to search directly, calculate the tax and money, and bring them back to the yamen together with fines, while those who are more powerful will first show courtesy and then serve.

But obviously we can't talk about the first method, so Fan Zijin said: "Let's understand it first and persuade it with emotion, and then do it if it doesn't work."

Xiao Xiong clapped his hands and said: "This is easy to handle, Xiao An, you and the second brother will be envoys to persuade them, if you can't persuade them, let the third brother and second cousin do it."

Qi Haoran couldn't help slapping him, "Then what are you doing?"

Little Xiong said innocently, "I'm already an older child, so I can't do anything, otherwise we would be unreasonable, but my brothers are still young, and they don't take it seriously, so it's not considered a bad thing."

"Co-author, you also know that you can't do it well, so let your brothers go?" Qi Haoran glared at him.

Little Bear couldn't help hiding behind his mother and smiling at his father.

The four children were already considering the feasibility, so Mu Yangling hurriedly stopped them, "You are not the government, you can try your best to persuade them, but you can't do it."

Si Xiao asked, "What if I can't be persuaded?"

"How many methods of persuasion do you know?"

"Is there any way to persuade?" Hutou shouted impatiently: "Go to the door directly and ask them to pay taxes, and tell them that if they don't pay taxes, it will be illegal."

"Be careful we copy them." The little lion shouted.

"This is the worst way," Mu Yangling said to lure them: "You have to think again, wait until you think of a good way before going out to do this, if not, just hold back."

Qi Wensu hurriedly turned his head to look at the tiger head, and the tiger head immediately went to look at the little lion. The little lion and Xiao An looked at each other, discussed it together, and reluctantly agreed to his mother's request, saying: "Tomorrow we have to pay taxes. I promised everyone, they will come to see us tomorrow.”

"Okay, you go." Mu Yangling was very generous, and didn't have any psychological pressure on her son being watched.

The fourth child looked at Mu Yangling pitifully, "But we have no money."

Mu Yangling opened his mouth wide, "Didn't you just sell the pearls and get a share of the music box? How come you have no money?"

"We gave all the money to Brother Prince and Brother Xiaoxiong. They used our money to invest in Haimao with Master Zhou, so all the money was spent."

Mu Yangling immediately said: "You can borrow money from your second uncle, he has money."

The fourth child immediately looked at Fan Zijin, staring at him eagerly. Fan Zijin held his breath in his chest, feeling that the meal tonight was too suffocating.