Rise of the Humble O

After running down the slope, Zhu Ping'an stopped and looked down. He saw a small piece of noodles lying on the ground, fluttering in the wind.,The landlord's family was wealthy and had hundreds of acres of good farmland. Renting it out brought in enough income each year to support the average person for an entire lifetime. With money, they could buy more land or set up several shops. Money makes more money; life is as sweet as honey. For impoverished families, their meager three-tenths of an acre of land barely yielded enough to fill their bellies. They had to rent land to grow crops. In ancient times, there were no policies to exempt landowners from taxes. After a year of hard work, they could barely afford to feed their families after paying exorbitant taxes and rent.,Chen looked at her youngest son, acting like a little rascal and cuddling up to her. She clearly enjoyed it, feeling that her youngest son was much cuter than her eldest. Earlier, she had called her eldest son over, but the silly boy, just like his father, said something about not being a man if he stole food. She almost got angry enough to explode, so she sent him away. Thankfully, her youngest son wasn't so rigid. She smiled and tapped his forehead playfully, "Don't get mad at me, I'm already grateful! Just wipe your mouth so you don't get seen later."。