The Target Always Thinks That I Like Him!

Walking to the cold in the field, strolling around, and then looking at the green wheat field sigh. This wheat has just been jointed, where is the wheat ear?

He glanced at his chin and suddenly saw a golden, rushing over.

It was a small piece of rapeseed, and the pale yellow flower buds gathered at the stem end, swaying in the wind, and it was lovely.

It was a little itchy to the cold, and I couldn’t help but stick out the claws of sin. The farmer who weeded the field just got up at this time, and he was scared and retracted.

When the farmer saw him, his face was suddenly cramped, and he licked the mud on his hand and said: "The Shaodong family."

Wen Hanyan, busy and coughing, pretending that nothing has happened, he insisted: "Nothing, I will come and see, you continue to be busy."

The farmer hesitated, his expression was still tense, and he stood respectfully, for fear of taking back the land to the cold.

Seeing him cold, he was too late to stop, and finally could not help but ask: "What is this flower?"

"Return to Shaodong's home, this is the mossy flower..." The farmer's forehead pulled out a thin sweat.

"Wood?" Repeated it to the cold, and then asked the system: "Isn't it a war? The people actually have the time to plant flowers, and... This flower looks familiar, why didn't the name have been heard?"

System: "It is rapeseed, seen in the last few worlds. It is edible and is generally used for oil extraction."

"Oh." To the cold, I remembered a little.

The farmer listened to the tension. Last year, the harvest in the field was good, and there was some surplus in the family. He dared to plant this small piece and planned to squeeze some oil. Jinjia’s rent collection has always been high. If Shaodong’s family saw these canola, would they think that the tenants’ harvest was good and the surplus grain was too much, and they took the opportunity to raise the rent?

"Cough, can I... pick a strain?" asked Xiang Han.

"Of course." Seeing that he did not mention the rent, the farmer also breathed a sigh of relief.

I heard a message from the cold, and I picked up the small and small flowers.

When the farmer saw it, he was still very distressed. Xu Yanze just came over and couldn’t help but ask: "What do you do to pick someone's flowers?"

"Hey." He got up from the cold and quietly handed the flowers over and said, "This is not to find the wheat, see this flower is pretty good..."

Xu Yanze was in a good mood, the subconscious took over the flowers, and the corner of his mouth raised a chuckle. It was not until the time that Yu Guangzhen saw a sad farmer, he only smiled and coughed and said: "It should not be picked up. It is not easy for the Zhuang household to serve the land."

Pack! When I called my wheat ears, why didn't you think about this problem? I couldn’t help but turn my eyes to the cold.

The farmer listened with enthusiasm and sincerity: "Where, if the Shaodong family likes it, it would be fine to pick more."

I was embarrassed when I was cold, and I handed him a piece of broken silver and said, "This is what I bought."

The farmers heard more fear, and repeatedly refused: "Do not make it impossible,"

"Give it to you." Cried to the cold, and then asked: "Right, how many leases do you plant these places?"

The farmer’s hand trembled and the broken silver fell directly on the ground. The man also squatted down and worried. “The Shaodong family, the harvest in the field is not good, you must not increase the rent! This moss, this moss...”

Xiang Han and Xu Yanze were simultaneously stunned, seeing the farmer’s urgent red face, and bracing him to help him: “When you get up, when did I say that I have rented up?”

When the farmer saw him look like a fake, he barely got up, but he still couldn’t help but bend over: "Thank you for your family, thank you..."

"Okay, nothing, I will ask casually, you will continue to work." Seeing him like this to the cold, it is not good to ask again, directly pulling Xu Yanze to leave.

Halfway through, Xu Yanze suddenly said: "The rent of the Jin family... is 70%."

This is Yan Xiaoze's memory. In Xu Yanze's opinion, it is very high. Especially after experiencing the end of the world, there is always an inexplicable possessiveness of food.

"Seventy percent?" Xiang Han was also very surprised, did not dare to talk: "The ten-year harvest of the tenants, not most of them ... handed over to our home?"

"More than that." Xu Yanze frowned: "The actual delivery time is based on the harvest of the normal year. First, how much food is paid per mu. For example, in a normal year, 200 mu of wheat per mu of land, when renting a farm, no matter how much it is harvested, I have to pay 140 pounds. When the harvest is not good, maybe all the food is not enough to pay rent."

I screamed at the cold and finally understood why the farmer had seen him after the war.

Returning to Yan Jia, he did not stay more, and soon urged Yan Ze to leave.

Xu Yanze did not bother to pay attention to the second uncle's family. He entered the house and said goodbye to the strict old man. He also explained a few small things that were left to serve, and then left with Xiang Han.

Yan Erqi hopes that Xu Yanze can give her many benefits, but see the small tube thing only a part of the white noodles, glutinous rice, etc. to them, suddenly the seven smoldering smoke.

When the small tube saw her want to sprinkle, he warned: "Before coming, the old lady gave it to me. If the family is not greedy, the 20 acres of land will be planted next year."

Yan Erzhen suddenly muted, afraid to say anything more. In fact, the old lady did not explain this, Xu Yanze deliberately called Xiao Guan said so. If Yan Shu’s uncle’s family had a meal today, he didn’t even want to give it to the food.

After Xu Yanze got into the carriage, he still held the **** in his hand, and the more he looked, the more pleasant he was.

He listened to his words to the cold, and some of his heart was not a taste. He couldn’t help but call the accompanying management to the carriage and asked: "Zhang Guan, Jin Jiayu’s place to go, every year to collect 70% rent?"

Zhang Guanzheng is only responsible for Yan Jiacun’s film. He is very busy and respectful: “Return to the young master, Yan Jiacun is really like this.”

Xu Yanze heard the words and put down the flowers and asked: "Why is this so high?"

"Yeah." Nodded to the cold, and added: "Together, the tenants can only barely go hungry after paying the rent, if it is in the disaster year..." Isn't this going to be a rebellion?

When Xu Yanze spoke, Zhang Guan did not care. When he heard the cold, he said with a bitter face: "Young master, this is the old lady's stipulation, we can't do the Lord."

"grandmother?"

"Hey, I want the villain to say, this is no stranger to the old lady." Zhang Guanwu couldn't help but vomit bitter water: "Jinjinwuzhen is ten tax six, don't look at the gold family to receive 70%, but 60% of them are handed over to the festival." The old lady has to feed a family. It is not a solution."

"Sixty percent?" Some frowning toward the cold, could not help but say: "The tax is so high, the festival makes it not afraid of the people to create... counter?"

Zhang Guanzhi’s face changed, and he looked around for a while before he came closer and said: “Young master, the festival makes a handful of 150,000 soldiers. How can he be afraid? Besides, Jin Wu is often harassed by Turkic, and the common people also know who to protect. I don’t dare to chaos."

As I said, the carriage suddenly slammed into the stone and slammed. Did not sit still in the cold, directly flew to Xu Yanze.

Xu Yanze was busy reaching out and catching himself, but he was also unsteady and was directly knocked down, and the cold was pressed above him. Fortunately, the driver kept steady in time, neither of them fell, but because of inertia, they all slipped outside the car.

Zhang was shocked, and he went forward to help the cold, nervous: "Young master, are you okay?"

"Nothing." To the cold, he pulled the hand tightly around his waist, and then barely climbed up and reached out to Xu Yanze: "Are you okay?"

Xu Yanze raised his empty hand and shook his head. After getting up, he found a circle in the car, and then he came out and finally found the rapeseed that had been smashed on the ground. He couldn’t help but smile and jumped out of the car.

Zhang was nervous: "Less grandma, but it fell? Where is it uncomfortable?"

To the cold is also strangely peeping out, Xu Yanze will open Zhang Guanwu, and then bend over and spend. Just as the hand touched it, one foot suddenly stepped on the flower and grinded it hard.

Xu Yanze’s smile suddenly disappeared and he slowly looked up.

The carriage happened to stop in front of a restaurant. The visitor was a drunken schoolmate who was drunk and followed by a few steps. Seeing Xu Yanze looking up, the school screamed and laughed, raising his hand to Xu Yanze, and said: "Hey, you are giving the Jin family a stupid, stupid... Hey, the fool is a little, a little daughter-in-law? The long is pretty, Don't, don't be fools...oh!"

Xu Yanze suddenly punched and punched it, stumbled directly on it, and then stepped on his face and smashed it with force. His eyes were killing: "Who is going to step on the flowers?"

When I was in a hurry, I was dumbfounded when I was getting out of the car. Yan Xiaoze was thin and thin, and Xu Yanze only came for three days. How suddenly... So explosive?

The **** behind the school was also panicked, rushing up and punching and shouting: "Kid, do you know who my family is?"

Xu Yanze directly kicked the school aside and easily avoided the attack. When the school wanted to get up, another foot stepped on it. It was more powerful than before, and sneered: "I really don't know."

The tears in the school suddenly hurt, and he hugged his legs: "It hurts, hurts, stops, and stops."

Step by step, nervously watching Xu Yanze, stuttered: "I, our adults are the generals of General Chen, he is the little sister of the festival, just that your old lady is coming, and you have to be polite... ..."

"Chen Tinghong?" Get off at the cold, hear this can not help but repeat the teeth?

Zhang Guanxie looked horrified and was busy pulling him to persuade him: "Young Master, you are calling the younger grandmother to let people go. They are the people who make the festival, and they are not guilty..."

Shouting him directly to the cold, frowning: "Zhang Guanwu, how do you net up others' ambitions and destroy your prestige?"

"This, this...hey." Zhang was a lame, and he was busy asking people to return the old lady to the matter.

To the cold, I was next to Xu Yanze. I saw that the school had been wiped out of my face and shrank back to my head. He whispered, "You don't want to kill someone?"

"That wouldn't be." Xu Yanze snorted and kicked the man back. He picked up the **** blossoms that had been trampled and threw away the school face. He said: "Eat."

The school suddenly screamed and shouted, and Xu Yanze suddenly raised his foot. After seeing the form of the squad, the school rushed to pick up the smashed flowers, stuffed them into the mouth, and then pleaded: "This way, less milk..."

Xu Yanze swept away with a cold eye, and the school hurriedly shut up. Xu Yanze was satisfied with this. When he left, he also said ‘goodhearted’ suggestion: “The mouth is so dirty, remember to eat more later, clear fire and detoxification.”

When the wife's face was swayed, it was enough to fall. What is even more annoying is that the goods dare to step on the daughter-in-law to send him flowers. Xu Yanze felt that he might have been idle for too long. He had just had an itchy hand and couldn’t help it.