village pigwoman

Saying goodbye to Zhao Yuankang, Zhao Yuanle went to Wu Lin.

At that time, Wu Lin was still burning electric welding in a serious manner.

The dazzling light flickered, and Zhao Yuanle had to cover his eyes with his hands.

She turned to that side and said, "Will you go back to celebrate the New Year?"

Wu Lin put down the things in his hands, put down the mask, washed his hands and walked over.

"Do you have to go back?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Your father is showing his waist, do you want to go back and see him?"

Wu Lin: "Look at him, will he recover?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Look at him, he may be happy, and when he is happy, his body will get better faster."

Wu Lin shrugged, looking indifferent.

"Whether he is good or not has nothing to do with me."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

It's not her son's fault...

Seeing Zhao Yuanle staring at him, Wu Lin said directly: "You must let me go back?"

Zhao Yuanle: "I want you to go back and you go back?"

Wu Lin thought for a moment in silence, then shook his head: "No."

Zhao Yuanle took a deep breath, and let himself calmly look at the person in front of him who needed to be beaten.

"Since you don't hate going back, you'd better go back."

Wu Lin paused, nodded: "I see."

After talking about this matter, Zhao Yuanle turned around and went back, too lazy to say a word to him.

Wu Lin looked at Zhao Yuanle's leaving back, made sure she didn't bring any pastries, snorted abruptly, then turned around and went back to continue welding.

Zhao Yuanle walked in the courtyard, his face was not very good-looking.

"What a log."

She thought his temper had changed a bit, but he remained the same.

It seems that he will never change his mind about people who don't care.

He, if he cares, he cares, if he doesn't care, he doesn't care.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yuanle sighed, turned a corner, and was about to leave the hospital.

The two people walking side by side in front of them were talking, but they all stopped when they heard the movement, turned their heads, and looked at her.

Ming Hongyan made an introduction to the people around him.

"This is that Miss Zhao."

Here he was dressed in a straight look, and he looked like a man with an upright face. He looked at Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle looked up, looked at this strange face, sized it up, and got a general idea.

Judging by his attire, this should be the new county magistrate.

Ming Hongyan also introduced Zhao Yuanle.

"This is the new county magistrate He."

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Hello, magistrate."

County Magistrate He nodded with a smile. He looked carefully at Zhao Yuanle and said, "Miss Zhao, you look a bit like your brother."

Zhao Yuanle was surprised.

"My brother has been looking for you?"

Yo, I can't tell, when did her brother move so fast.

Magistrate He smiled.

"That's it."

Actually not.

According to Zhao Yuanle's words, Zhao Yuankang happened to meet this county magistrate when he went to investigate the vicinity.

But at that time, Zhao Yuankang didn't know that this was county magistrate He, so county magistrate He chatted with Zhao Yuankang as a stranger.

Zhao Yuanle asked curiously: "My brother, what did he ask you for?"

County Magistrate He: "Probably it's about building a personal inn over there."

Zhao Yuanle coughed twice.

"My brother is not only honest, but also very reliable in doing things, and he is also very flexible.

First of all, it is impossible for him to evade taxes, which is very good. "

County Magistrate He nodded: "This is naturally good, and everyone should abide by it.

So, I would like to ask, Ms. Zhao, do you pay taxes on time for your pig raising business at home? "

Zhao Yuanle's face slowly froze.

This... She didn't pay a cent of tax on the money she earned this year... She had completely forgotten about it...

The corner of Ming Hongyan's mouth raised slightly.

It's... none of his business.

Never thought about this question, and Zhao Yuanle really didn't know how to answer it at the moment.

"Well, the tax must be paid, but... how to put it, I don't really understand.

It seems that no one came to collect it.

That is, do I need to pay a lot of taxes? "

The money she has worked so hard to earn is almost coming to the new year, thinking about having a good year, is it possible to hand over a lot of it at this juncture?

County Magistrate He: "According to the current regulations, the pigs raised by a single farmer do not need to pay taxes, but if the scale of your pigs exceeds the regulations, you have to pay according to the agricultural tax."

Zhao Yuanle breathed a sigh of relief.

Agricultural tax is good, agricultural tax is good, agricultural tax is much less than commercial tax.

Before she was happy for two seconds.

County Magistrate He smiled again and said: "By the way, the business of your workshop has to be paid according to commercial tax."

Zhao Yuanle's heart skipped a beat.

She thought of selling pig milk herself.

Fortunately, she sells pig milk exclusively, so as long as the Chen family doesn't mention it here, Ming Hongyan shouldn't charge her this tax.

The magistrate He really didn't go any further.

He only said these two.

"I read the tax statement when I was idle and bored, Miss Zhao, your family still owes taxes.

It seems that the Chinese New Year is coming, why don't you take the time to hand it in? "

Zhao Yuanle nodded with a smile, her smile was uglier than crying.

"Okay, okay, mainly I didn't think about it, I don't know about it."

Magistrate He smiled.

"According to the regulations, someone should notify you every once in a while, but I don't know why, the previous county magistrate has been skipping it, and I only found out after looking carefully."

Zhao Yuanle smiled politely, and his voice didn't sound so cheerful.

"Really, the previous county magistrate was really incompetent."

It must be that she threatened the county magistrate Wang before, and the magistrate Wang dared not find someone to collect her taxes.

Not in the mood to say anything more, Zhao Yuanle and County Magistrate He asked about paying taxes, and said goodbye quickly.

When she left Qingye Hall, she clutched her chest in agony.

Damn, who wants the county magistrate Wang to treat him differently.

It's better to close it earlier. It's a sudden attack after the Chinese New Year, and her heart really hurts to death.

Zhao Yuanle returned home with a broken face, and Zhao Yuankang asked with concern.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Yuanle: "It's nothing, I just have to pay taxes."

She didn't know how much she had to pay, but it was definitely not a small amount.

Because of this incident, Zhao Yuanle returned home that night and found Yao'er.

Her manner is serious.

"Let's take the winter vacation now, our family doesn't have much money."

Yao'er was holding the paper and was at a loss.

"Sister, didn't you say before..."

Zhao Yuanle: "The past was the past, and now we have to pay taxes, so we have to take the winter vacation as soon as possible. Let's talk about the school after the New Year."

Yao'er: "How much do I have to pay?"

Zhao Yuanle: "I don't know. If you are interested, I will borrow books for you. You can read it yourself and figure it out."

Yaoer sighed.

"Then I'm going to get the paper out quickly."

He has to make the test more difficult, so that the levels of these people can be divided more clearly

Chu.

Before Yao'er got the test paper out, the people who came to urge the tax came and brought an accurate amount, which was no less than three digits as Zhao Yuanle expected.

She earns more, so the tax rate is also higher.

On the second day, Zhao Yuanle took the money from his family and went to the county to pay taxes.

Such a heavy bag of money, a bag of money that she feels very important even holding it.

Then, she just watched the money as it entered the hands of the officials, and they wrote it down in the account book, and with a single word, they accepted the money with peace of mind.

On the way back, Zhao Yuanle never let go of the hand covering his chest.

She was really miserable.

In modern times, she has no job, never has to pay taxes, and has never experienced this feeling.

Now, after experiencing this feeling, she realized how difficult it is for those who earn a lot to pay taxes according to the law and never evade taxes.

After paying the tax, Zhao Yuanle was greatly stimulated.

It was also from this time that she began to keep accounts carefully and regulate all kinds of expenses at home.

Tang Siwen and He Ju are very satisfied with this.

Before Zhao Yuanle spent money lavishly, the two of them felt distressed, but now that Zhao Yuanle knew that they had saved, they were also very relieved.

Zhao Yuanle's careful planning lasted for a while, and then a change came.

Zhao Ercheng is coming back.

The railway was repaired.

On this day, the county was full of excitement. The new county magistrate He, together with Ming Hongyan, held an extraordinarily grand ribbon-cutting ceremony for the opening of the railway's first train.

Because He Ju was going to confinement, Zhao Sancheng wanted to stay with her at home, that is, Zhao Sicheng went to the county with all the children at home.

Zhao Dacheng closed the door on purpose, took a big family and took a good seat to watch the locomotive early.

The county magistrate He stood in front of the locomotive with big red flowers hanging on it and talked a lot.

Zhao Yuanle didn't pay attention.

Now that she saw the new county magistrate, she felt a headache and heartache.

Her attention was on the workers behind the locomotive.

As a representative of excellent workers, Zhao Ercheng was tall and stood out among the crowd.

It's been a while since I saw my brother, Zhao Dacheng waved excitedly at Zhao Ercheng.

He carefully looked at Zhao Ercheng again and again.

"It's still thinner and darker, it must be hard work."

Zhao Yuanle was puzzled.

"Why didn't I see it?"

She even felt that Zhao Ercheng was much paler than Qiu Huhu at this moment.

But Zhao Dacheng felt that his younger brother had lost weight.

In his mind, he made up a bunch of pictures of Zhao Ercheng working hard to repair the railway, and there were still some tears in his eyes.

"My brother, it's been hard work."

Zhao Yuanle looked at Zhao Dacheng, then at Zhao Ercheng, and was silent for a moment, then she lifted Yao'er up.

"Yaoer, that's Daddy over there, say hello."

Yao'er waved his arms and called out to Daddy with all his strength.

County magistrate He glanced at it, and then quickly ended his speech.

He officially announced that the railway was open to traffic.

He and Ming Yan mentioned standing on the train, moving slowly as the locomotive rumbled.

Outside the pulled up line, a dense crowd watched this new thing.

A group of children ran along with the train, jumping up and down happily.

Zhao Ercheng stood on the train behind him, and he and his brothers waved to the crowd, with excitement and joy of success on their faces.

Watching the train passing by, Yao'er lowered his head and asked Zhao Yuanle: "Sister, how did they come back? There is only one line, how do you turn around?"

Zhao Yuan

Le: "Both the front and back of the locomotive can be used. If you go forward, you can use the front locomotive, and if you go backward, you can use the rear one. Each carriage can be disassembled, and you can make it as long as you want."

Yao'er: "Wow, that's amazing."

Zhao Yuanle put Yao'er down.

"If there is a chance, my sister will take you to play on the train and see the surrounding scenery."

The train at this time was not fast, the windows were open, and there was no high fence around it, which was very suitable for traveling and watching the scenery.

Yaoer clapped his hands.

"Great!"

Zhao Yuanlan: "I want it too."

Zhao Yuanxi: "I want to too."

Zhao Yuanle: "Okay, all come."

Zhao Yuankang on the side, looking at the train, seemed to see a business opportunity for mobile.

His mind is now preoccupied with his own business.

Zhao Sicheng is also on the side.

Looking at the train, he felt a sense of novelty.

He wanted to understand all kinds of things about trains, but he didn't know anything.

For the first time in his life, an idea popped into his mind.

Studying literature, isn't it very useful...

Shouldn't he learn other skills and have a skill?

Zhao Sicheng looked at his family.

The eldest brother is a doctor, the second brother is strong, not only can farm, but also build railways, and the third brother can farm, raise cattle, and collect herbs.

He seems to only be able to read books, and the books he reads seem not to be able to keep up with the times.

Mr. Chen can also read, but he reads a lot of books, not only chemical biogeography, but also various foreign cultural customs, and he is versatile.

Look at these juniors of yourself again.

The eldest nephew knows how to do business by himself, and he is only a little older than him, but he has gone to countless places by himself.

My eldest niece also knows medical skills, and she rescues the dying and heals the wounded in the hospital.

Needless to say, the second niece.

Yao'er, God feeds him, he is an out-and-out genius.

Zhao Sicheng's eyes fell on Zhao Yuanlan.

Ok…

Well, apart from the little niece, this family seems to be the most useless.

Although the second niece said before that he was lucky, so he didn't have to worry about food and clothing, and he didn't even have to worry about his future future.

But he felt that he shouldn't take it for granted, nor should he just think like this.

He felt that it was time for him to change his mind.

Zhao Yuanle didn't know that Zhao Sicheng beside him was thinking a lot.

She is now concerned about when the train will return and when Zhao Ercheng will come home.

She didn't have to wait long, when the train reached the point where there were not many people there, the group of people was put down, and then the train conductor drove over there.

The group of people who came down, surrounded by everyone, returned to the county.

Zhao Ercheng squeezed through the crowd and found his conspicuous family.

He picked up Yao'er and walked over to Zhao Yuanle.

"Hey, do you miss Dad?"

Yao'er scratched his throat: "I want to!"

He reached out his little hand and rubbed Zhao Ercheng's chin.

"Father, your beard has grown."

Zhao Ercheng laughed and looked at his family.

"Brother and sister."

Zhao Dacheng smiled: "Finally back."

Zhao Ercheng smiled, holding Yaoer with one hand, and patted Zhao Sicheng on the shoulder.

"Forty percent, I've grown taller."

Zhao Sicheng grinned.

Zhao Yuanlan jumped up and down: "Look at me, Second Uncle, look at me, I grow the fastest."

Zhao Ercheng looked at his nephew and niece happily, and his smile never faded.

"Okay, this year the second uncle will give you a big red envelope.

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