Mr. Bai came to inspect the fields at dusk. After all, he didn't want to go out when the sun was too hot.

The wheat in other manor houses had been harvested, so today he paid attention to the fields near his home. As a result, he walked along the edge of the field for a while with his hands behind his back, and heard bursts of exclamations and cheers from children not far away.

He couldn't help but look over curiously.

It was a wild land of about three to four inches. Because there were two trees and some rocks, it was a wild land.

Grass naturally grows on the fields, and Mr. Bai is very familiar with it because he always sits there when he comes to inspect the fields during spring planting and autumn harvest.

At this time, there were seven or eight children gathered there, and the fat boy in the middle looked very familiar.

Master Bai signaled his followers to be silent, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

As I got closer, I saw that they were raising the net from the ground, and someone was catching a bird and stuffing it into a basket on their back.

Mr. Bai thought of the birds that he could find for food these days.

Of course he knew it was his younger son who caught it, and he was very pleased.

After all, as he grew up, he always took things out and rarely took things home.

Mr. Bai smiled and was about to go up to greet his son's friends in an amiable manner when he saw that the children had already set up a net. His son turned around and picked up a pile of wheat from somewhere and scattered it directly on the grass.

superior.

Mr. Bai was stunned and looked down at the ground. Only then did he realize that there was already a layer of wheat ears on the grass, and now there was another layer of wheat ears, making it look even bigger.

Man Bao looked up at the time, stood up from under the tree and said, "Bai Er, let's go home after one more internet connection. It's getting late."

Bai Er was unwilling to give in, "It's still early, why are you going back so early?"

"It's almost dinner time, and you don't do your homework?"

Bai Shanbao also collected his books and stood up, saying: "Your homework has been graded C by the teacher for three consecutive days. If you don't take it seriously, be careful of the teacher looking for your uncle."

Bai Er was a little unhappy, "Why don't you just give me your homework earlier?"

"The content of our class is different from yours, and the homework is also different, okay?"

"Then give me copies of your previous homework."

Mr. Bai was so angry that he turned left and right to look for a stick. The steward who was following behind him was startled, and immediately hugged Mr. Bai and shouted: "Second Young Master!"

Bai Er turned his head and looked over, and met his father's red eyes. He had no idea what his father was angry about, but he subconsciously knew that something was wrong, so he let out an "ouch" and ran home.

He knew that the only way to find his grandmother would be useful at this time.

Mr. Bai was so angry that he tried hard to break free from the shackles of the steward and roared: "Let me go, I have to beat this brat to death today. He just throws wheat into the sand, but he dares to pervert his studies."

The steward repeatedly advised: "Master, the pain in my body hurts your heart. Isn't this just a sheaf of wheat? Our family is not short of this wheat..."

This is true. Master Bai is mainly angry because Bai Er did not do his homework properly.

Man Bao felt that the steward's words were wrong. In her opinion, wheat was much more important than homework. However, Bai Er was her little friend, so she carefully distinguished for him, "Uncle Bai, we don't waste much food either.

When we closed the net, these ears of wheat had to be picked up and put back again. Except for those eaten by birds and accidentally dropped on the ground, we did not waste any of them."

But what Mr. Bai was reading was the book they were holding. He almost burst into tears. He stretched out his hands to hold the two children and said, "If he is half as sensible as you and knows how to study seriously, I won't regret it even if he sows ten sheaves of wheat every day."

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Man Bao opened his mouth wide and praised sincerely: "Uncle Bai, you are so generous."

He is much more generous than her father.

Master Bai's anger came and went quickly, mainly because Bai Erlang was not around, so he couldn't get angry, so he turned his attention to the backpack.

The children were so good at sleeping that they stopped netting the birds. They just divided the birds inside, bundled the scattered wheat ears on the ground, and then went back to their homes.

Because he was caught by the adults, Mr. Bai got the most birds. Man Bao and Bai Shanbao each got five birds, and the other friends all got four birds.

Because they know that Maisui belongs to Bai Erlang's family, the net belongs to Bai Shanbao's family, and the method was thought up by Man Bao and Bai Shanbao, and this is really a very fun game.

It's a pity that I may never have the chance to play it in the future.

Master Bai took a bunch of birds home and planned to beat the child after dinner.

As a result, when they arrived at the entrance of the village, they heard the clanging of gongs in the village.

This is the gong sound used by the village chief to inform each household to hold a meeting under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village after dinner.

Master Bai frowned and asked, "Did something happen in the village?"

Man Bao had already carried the bird and ran home in a hurry. Bai Shanbao quickly caught up with him without having time to answer Mr. Bai.

Man Bao ran home in one breath. Lao Zhoutou and the others had just returned from the fields. The family was playing beans in the yard, smiling.

"Dad, I heard the gong."

Lao Zhou glanced at the bird in her hand, said "Hmm" and said: "At the next ring, the village chief came. He said that the county magistrate summoned all the villages to go to the city to notify that this year's tax exemption official document has come down."

Man Bao breathed a sigh of relief, then wondered, "We all know it's been almost ten days, why did we notify you?"

Old Zhoutou took it for granted, "That's because Mr. Zhuang is well-informed, and our family has taken advantage of this."

Man Bao immediately said: "Dad, do you want to kill a chicken to celebrate tonight?"

"Don't even think about it, haven't you celebrated already?" Lao Zhoutou thought of something and nodded with a smile: "It is indeed time to celebrate, so I will burn the bird you brought back tonight. After all, it is a

For meat and vegetables, just beat a few eggs and it will be great.”

Everyone:......

When Man Bao learned the reason for beating the gong, Bai Shanbao also knew it. When Bai Shanbao knew it, Master Bai also knew it.

Master Bai:......

He simply didn't go home. He handed the bunch of birds to the steward to take home, then turned around and went to the nearby school to find Mr. Zhuang.

He was quite dissatisfied, "It's been ten days since I received the news, and the official documents from the county have been posted for five or six days, but the decree just arrived in the village today. What is Magistrate Fu doing?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled nonchalantly and said: "No matter what he does, he still has a share of the credit for the tax exemption, and the people have really benefited from it, right?"

Mr. Bai snorted, thought for a moment and then said: "I received news that Mr. Wei appreciates County Magistrate Fu very much, and Magistrate Fu may be promoted soon."

Mr. Zhuang couldn't help but hesitate while making tea, and he also became a little worried, "I wonder what kind of person the new county magistrate is."

In fact, as long as they don't encounter particularly greedy and cruel officials, the people under their rule don't like changing county magistrates the most.
Chapter completed!