"Master, how many acres of land does our family have?"
Su Dahe was rubbing the tobacco stick back and forth when he suddenly heard Su Ruanruan's question and felt a little strange, "Why does Ruanbao ask this?"
"I'm just curious! Why can't our family eat white flour every day? Is it because our family doesn't have enough land?"
Su Ruanruan's words were full of the innocence of a child, so Su Dahe didn't find it strange and started telling Su Ruanruan with a smile.
Generations of the Su family have lived here. Counting up to one generation, there are only one generation, and two generations up, that is, Su Dahe's grandfather, who has a particularly good brain.
At that time, there was an old scholar in their village. Following the old scholar, Su Dahe's grandfather not only learned to read, but also learned to count, and later went to the county to work as an accountant for others.
Su Dahe's grandfather had been an accountant for more than 20 years. He thought that he was too old to calculate accounts clearly, and his son was not smart enough to take over his job, so he took his children back to Yangcheng Village to live.
After more than 20 years of accounting career, Su Dahe's grandfather saved a lot of money, renovated the Su family's house, and bought a few more acres of land on the basis of the ancestral property.
Speaking of this, Su Dahe had a look of sadness on his face, "We have been in the family for generations, and only my grandfather's grandfather had the ability. He went to live in the county and built a new house and bought land for our family. Your great-grandfather and your grandfather They are all incompetent, let alone working as accountants, and they don’t even know a few Chinese characters. After the old scholar left, there were no scholars in our village, that is, the village chief. When he was young, he went to a private school in the county. I went to school for a few days."
Seeing that Su Dahe was deep in thought, Su Ruanruan could only call him softly, "Grandpa, you haven't told me how many acres of land our family has!"
Su Dahe came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Our family has a total of twelve acres of land."
"So many!"
Su Ruanruan's face was full of surprise.
In the place where she and Xiao Chengjin lived, the land was not owned by individuals, and each household could only open a small vegetable patch in the corner.
Now that he knew that the Su family actually had twelve acres of land, how could Su Ruanruan not be surprised.
"There is a lot of land, but in the past two years, my family renovated the house and used up all their savings. What a coincidence, natural disasters continued in the past two days, and the harvest in the field was not even one copy of previous years, but the taxes were not reduced at all. , otherwise, how could our family’s life be so miserable!”
The population of the Su family is the smallest in the entire Yangcheng Village.
There are fewer people and more land. As long as the family works hard, they can live a pretty good life.
It's a pity that natural disasters don't come true.
Su Ruanruan, who has experienced many natural disasters, also knows that people can't change anything in the face of natural disasters.
After thinking for a while, Su Ruoran asked again, "How is the weather this year? Will it be a good harvest?"
It was funny to Su Dahe that Su Ruanruan was worried about so much, but he still answered her question, "This year looks pretty good. As long as the weather goes well, even if there is not a bumper harvest, it will still be better than the previous two years."
What Su Dahe didn't say was that their family had fewer people and more land, which had both advantages and disadvantages.
If you want crops to grow well, you must apply enough fertilizer.
But with a small family, there is naturally less manure.
Especially since their family has many fields, they can only fertilize some of them.
If the fertilizer was spread evenly over the twelve acres of land, the harvest would probably be even less.
(End of chapter)