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Chapter 13 Wild Rabbits



Chapter 13 Wild Rabbits

Seeing his mother's tears, Lin Chuan glared at Lin Feng, that clueless guy, and quickly pulled out a wad of cash and handed it over.

"Mom, there's four hundred yuan left. Keep it. School starts a long way off. We can set traps every day, collect fish, and sell them. I can also hunt wild boars. Don't worry about the tuition. I'll give you at least two thousand yuan before school starts."

"Money isn't that easy to earn. You should focus on your studies. You haven't done your homework these past few days. Tomorrow, Lin Feng will come with me to harvest soybeans, and you can stay home and do your homework."

"Mom, I know what I'm doing."

Lin Chuan chuckled dryly. He definitely wasn't going to do his homework, and he didn't even plan to go back to school.

The purpose of reading is to live a good life. With a system and a prophet of rebirth, it's not difficult for Lin Chuan to live a good life.

Moreover, decades have passed, and Lin Chuan has long forgotten the knowledge in the book. If he went to school and got a zero on the test, his mother would probably be furious.

Most importantly, one or two months is not enough to change the family's spending habits. Even if he earns money in those two months, they probably won't be willing to spend it.

Lin Chuan needs to stay home and take care of everyone's health. After a couple of years, when they're used to eating meat every day, then we can consider doing something else.

"Brother, the rice is ready, it's time to cook the vegetables."

"Mom, you go cook it, I'll finish editing this."

Lin Chuan didn't cook, firstly because he hadn't finished editing, and secondly because:

"Why did you buy so many snacks, apples, and shoes? How much did that cost? Even if you have money, you can't be so extravagant. Don't ask your brother for things again..."

A moment later, Lin Xue ran out, looking aggrieved:

"Brother, Mom scolded me, saying I can't ask you for anything anymore, and that you're spending money too recklessly."

"It's okay. Just tell me what you want in the future, and I'll buy it for you secretly."

"Really, forget it. I don't really want anything. Brother, don't spend money recklessly in the future. Save your money for Mom."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

Hearing Lin Chuan say this, Lin Xue happily ran into the kitchen:

"Mom, I talked to my brother, and he said he won't spend money recklessly anymore, and he'll save all his money for you."

For dinner, we had wild boar stir-fried with chili peppers as usual. The fish and turtle we saved in the morning were kept in water. We had to eat the meat first, in case it spoiled.

After finishing his meal, Lin Chuan continued weaving bowstrings until he had woven two nine-strand bows before stopping. He then spent some more time thoroughly whittling the wooden and bamboo bows.

The wooden bow was hung from the crossbeam, and the bamboo bow was placed near the fire pit to be heated by the embers. By the time all this was done, it was already dark.

"Brother, shall we go back down into the cage?"

Lin Feng looked at him expectantly, and even his mother looked over.

My mother is only in her thirties. She is actually a very indecisive woman. When my father was alive, she listened to him in everything.

After Lin's father passed away, she would consult with Lin Chuan when she encountered things she couldn't make up her mind about. In the past, these consultations might have been subconscious expressions of her feelings.

But Lin Chuan's composure these past few days, especially the fact that he made a lot of money, gave his mother a vague sense of relief.

"Go and get the flashlight and change the batteries; it's not very bright anymore."

"The battery still works, why replace it? Just give it a good whack."

Looking at the battery covered in scratches, Lin Chuan felt sorry for it, but he didn't say anything. He had spent a lot of money today, and if he wasted any more, his mother would start nagging again.

Just like last night, Mom put pheasant entrails into the cage, and the three siblings went to the next cage. Lin Xue was still on Lin Chuan's shoulder.

After returning home from the cage, Lin Chuan took out sulfur soap and demanded that everyone use it to bathe and wash their hair. There was simply something in this era that didn't exist in later generations that Lin Chuan couldn't stand.

Lice.

This thing not only bites and itches, but if you scratch it, it can cause sores on your body. Lin Chuan had some of these on his body.

My mom doesn't like to wash her hair. It's long, and it takes an hour or two for it to dry completely after washing, which is a waste of time.

"Everyone has lice, right? You can't get rid of them all."

When Lin's father was alive, they had used sulfur, but it didn't improve the situation.

"Mom, the reason they can't be eradicated is because of the insect eggs. If you wash your hair, take a bath, and air out your blankets every day, they'll be gone in a week or two."

"Xiaofeng, stay home tomorrow and take all the bedding out to air it. Soak the ones that can be washed in boiling water."

"Ah, brother, is that alright?"

When Lin Chuan asked him to stay at home, Lin Feng protested, but to no avail, because Lin Chuan had convinced his mother to give him a week to see how things went.

Before washing their hair, Lin Chuan combed their hair with a fine-toothed comb. Newspapers were placed on the ground, and the lice that were combed off were poured into the fire pit to burn. After washing and drying their hair, he combed it again. By the time the whole process was finished, it was already past nine o'clock.

That night, the two of them came over and squeezed in with Lin Chuan to sleep. Luckily, the bed was big, so it wasn't too crowded.

The next day, Lin Chuan opened his eyes at the first crow of the rooster. He checked the time and it was just past four o'clock. He took a flashlight and went out. A few minutes later, Lin Chuan returned and ran into Lin Feng, who had just gotten up.

"Take the bag and come with me."

Lin Feng was completely confused, but then he saw Lin Chuan putting mud balls into his pocket, and Lin Feng's tone suddenly became excited.

"Brother, is there anything?"

"Yes, I saw a group of rabbits halfway there."

"A batch?"

"Yeah, at least a dozen. I'm going now. When you come back, don't use a flashlight, and walk slowly so you don't fall."

Whether or not there is a flashlight has little impact on Lin Chuan, as his eyes have been modified and he can see clearly as long as there is a little light.

Lin Chuan didn't use a flashlight when he went there, so he didn't disturb the rabbits. When he came back, a group of rabbits were still there grazing.

Lin Chuanyin, hidden in the shadows, counted them first; there were sixteen in total. He pinpointed their locations, placed the mud pills where they were easily accessible, and then moved.

Lin Chuan fired a bullet without even looking at it, then immediately reached for the second mud pellet. Before the rubber band had even settled, he casually scooped it up, and the mud pellet miraculously ended up in the bullet pouch. He continued firing.

But the rabbits were quite agile. Even though Lin Chuan was fast, four of them still escaped. If the area hadn't been relatively flat, even more would have gotten away.

"Brother, where's the rabbit? Did it run away?"

When Lin Feng arrived, Lin Chuan had his hands in his pockets. He didn't dare to speak loudly and leaned over to ask in a low voice.

Lin Chuan turned on his flashlight and shone it into the distance:

"Hey."

"My god, bro, you're amazing! You managed to take down three of them."

Lin Feng's voice returned to normal, and he hopped off to pick up the rabbits. He picked up three, then noticed another one where Lin Chuan's flashlight beam had been shining. After picking them all up, he found there was still one left...

In no time, Lin Feng had picked up more than half a bag, a total of eleven, earning him +38 harvest points.

"Let's go back."

"Brother, aren't we going to get the cage?"

"The fish in the cage won't die, but the rabbit has to be bled and skinned first, otherwise it won't sell well."

When he got home, Lin Chuan knocked on his mother's door first, then asked Lin Feng to start a fire. He found the bamboo tube that had been used to soak the bowstring last night; the tung oil inside had cooled and solidified.


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