As for agricultural taxes and corvée labor, they thought at most it would last for half a year.,She tucked what was in her hands into her sleeve and looked back up at the hillside. Su Yunduo was still there, hiding things. Later, she would try to persuade Ningshi to go to the county town tomorrow. The things hidden on that hillside could bring some much-needed supplies to their impoverished home. A glimmer of hope flashed in Su Yunduo's heart.,I gazed upon the village ahead, shrouded in mist and drizzle. Turning my gaze back to the path I had come from, the thought of carving a mountain road behind my own house surged strongly within me once more.。