Sun Laizi's father, Sun Laoda, quickly greeted them upon seeing them.
"Captain, Village Chief,"
The captain glanced at the weasel he was carrying and introduced it to him.
"This is Secretary Kang from the commune. Did you kill a weasel?"
"Hello, Secretary Kang!"
Boss Sun quickly greeted them, then waved the weasel in his hand and said:
"My mom raises two chickens. This weasel must have come to my house to steal chickens. I had to catch it."
I thought I'd take it to Old Master Qiao's house and have him skin it for me.
"You've managed to steal this robe!"
"yes."
Jiang Wenwan looked at the little weasel struggling in his hand and finally couldn't help but speak:
"Uncle Sun, could you spare one of your weasels for me? I need a pelt to get through the winter."
"Tell me what you want later, and I'll get it for you from the mountain!"
Sun Laoda looked at the weasel in his hand, then at Jiang Wenwan.
"You want it?"
You know I hate bears the most, can you get me some?
The captain whispered an explanation in Secretary Kang's ear, and Secretary Kang nodded in understanding.
He didn't expect Jiang Wenwan to agree so readily.
"Okay, if we encounter a bear later, I'll bring one back for you."
I keep my word.
Since she had already said that, Sun Laoda couldn't say anything in front of Secretary Kang, and handed the little weasel in his hand to Jiang Wenwan.
"A bear is not something a female educated youth like you can handle. I was just saying. You can take this weasel if you want!"
Jiang Wenwan knew it was thanks to Secretary Kang's influence; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so quick to give her the weasel.
"Thank you, Uncle Sun. If you ever need anything, just let me know, and I'll definitely help."
Old Sun forced a smile, waved his hand, and left.
Jiang Wenwan carried the little weasel and followed them to the brigade leader's house. She kept one of the rabbits she had and gave the rest to Secretary Kang.
“I can’t accept this. You take it back and give it to the educated youth as an extra meal.”
Jiang Wenwan couldn't really take them back, so she just grabbed a weasel and a rabbit and ran away, leaving the rest to the captain.
"One rabbit is enough for us. It was supposed to be for you, but you don't want it, so I don't want it either. I'm leaving."
On their way back. Jiang Wenwan and Sun Liangsheng.
Sun Liangsheng glanced at the weasel in Jiang Wenwan's hand and said:
"Aren't you disgusted that you're really going to use his leather to make clothes?"
"I don't think so!"
She completely killed the conversation, leaving Sun Liangsheng speechless.
At this time, the educated youth in the settlement, along with the villagers, went to the fields to plant beans.
She returned to the educated youth settlement, threw the rabbit into the kitchen, and then turned and walked out.
Sun Liangsheng saw her carrying the weasel and about to go out.
"Jiang Zhiqing, where are you going?"
"Aren't we going to the fields?"
Jiang Wenwan waved her hand without turning her head.
"You go ahead, I'll go to Old Master Qiao's house and ask him to help me peel the weasel's pelt."
Sun Liangsheng had never seen such a fierce and bold girl in his entire life.
Actually, very few people here would actually dare to kill a weasel.
People often call weasels "Huang Daxian" (a mythical creature), but some say they steal chickens, and if you don't believe that, you can just kill them.
Jiang Wenwan carried the little weasel and entered the mountain via another path.
There was no one on the mountain right now, so she shook the little thing in her hand and said:
"How could you still get caught?"
The little weasel looked dejected and gave a whine, as if resigned to its fate.
Jiang Wenwan found a secluded spot, turned around, hid behind a large tree, and brought it into her spatial dimension.
The little guy, who had been listless and resigned to his fate, suddenly noticed that his surroundings had changed and looked up in surprise.
Jiang Wenwan carried it into the room where the medicine was kept.
"I'll treat your wound."
Tsk tsk, look at your leg, it looks like it's been broken!
Was it done by Boss Sun?
The little weasel nodded and whimpered.
While treating his wounds, Jiang Wenwan said:
"Why did you go and provoke him for no reason?"
Do you want to avenge your parents?
"It just so happens that I have a grudge against him too. I'll help you get revenge later. Just be careful in the future."
The little weasel, whether it understood or not, tried to straighten up, but Jiang Wenwan pressed it back down.
"Stay put!"
It took an entire afternoon to reattach its broken hind leg.
"You'll stay in this space from now on, and you can go out once your leg is healed."
"We'll have to wait and see how we deal with Boss Sun; he's not someone to be trifled with."
After saying that, she left the space alone and put the little weasel inside.
After glancing around to make sure no one was there, he went back into the space and asked the little weasel.
"Make two whimpers if you come out with me, and one whimper if you stay here."
"Waaah!"
"You little rascal."
Jiang Wenwan took him away from the space, and since there was no one around, she let him go.
Little weasel, before you left, you turned back and looked at her once more, then limped away and turned back to look at her again.
Jiang Wenwan pointed at herself curiously.
"Do you want me to keep up?"
"Eek!"
Jiang Wenwan became curious and followed it into the mountains, noticing that it was walking quite well on its three legs.
After nearly an hour, Jiang Wenwan really didn't want to continue walking. Seeing that it had turned back to look at her again, she had no choice but to resign herself to continuing to follow.
Finally, they stopped at a certain place. Jiang Wenwan looked left and right, up and down, but couldn't see anything special about it.
"Little guy, what did you bring me here for?"
You don't actually live here, do you?
Are you inviting me to your home?
In the short time that followed, several possibilities flashed through Jiang Wenwan's mind. Could there really be fox spirits in this world?
No, it's Wong Tai Sin, or a demon?
The little weasel walked up to a green seedling and pointed at it with its front paw.
Jiang Wenwan stepped forward to take a closer look, and saw several other plants around her that looked just like this green plant, so she shook her head.
"What is this? You want me to dig it up?"
"Eek!"
After the little weasel finished whimpering, it even scratched the ground with its two front paws to show her.
Jiang Wenwan rolled up her sleeves, assuming they were what the little weasel needed.
After she dug around for a couple of minutes, she couldn't help but gasp in shock.
What a complete idiot!
Sigh, I'm such a fool.
I didn't even recognize this thing as ginseng.
Ginseng is usually harvested in July or August, when it grows relatively well and is easy to identify. People go all out of the mountains to dig it up then.
Otherwise, in the dead of winter everything would be withered, and she might not even recognize it if she walked right past it.
Although it had turned green by then, she didn't recognize it. Looking closer, she realized that this ginseng should be a six-leaf ginseng plant, nearly a hundred years old.
This is definitely a rare wild ginseng.
Turning to look at the little weasel, and then at the other similar-looking trees around me, I couldn't help but gasp in amazement.
"Is this your thank-you gift to me?"
"Eek!"
"You grew up eating ginseng, no wonder you're practically a spirit."
There are five or six here, can I take two with me?
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