"Why are you so venomous?"
Lin Mo was both amused and embarrassed, and rubbed her face shyly.
"It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. Besides, if I die, how will my mother live, right?"
Chen Gang glared at him fiercely, hating him as much as he could:
“Your mother would be better off if you died. Maybe I’ll be in a good mood and even find a way to wipe out the debts your mother owed.”
Knowing you're disliked, but to dislike someone to the point of wishing them dead... that's...
He probably rarely came to the production team in his past life, and he almost never interacted with Chen Gang.
So I didn't know Chen Gang had such a sharp tongue.
"Hmph, every household in the village owes the supply and marketing cooperative a little grain, but it's only a few kilograms or tens of kilograms. Look at your family!"
"The debt is 300 jin (150 kg), which means that everything you eat in a year is on credit."
"I've never seen anyone with such a thick skin. You could peel it off and use it to make shoes without your feet getting cold."
Lin Mo honestly accepted the scolding.
After he had vented his anger, Lin Mo placed the last roasted rabbit in front of Chen Gang and opened it:
"If you don't want to pay on credit, can I use this as payment?"
"We caught up with them in the mountains this morning."
Chen Gang was first drawn in by the enticing aroma of roasted meat, and then the image of the roasted rabbit came into view.
This made him so hungry that his eyes almost popped into the belly of the roasted rabbit.
Lin Mo's request for six feet of cloth was actually not quite enough.
Three feet is one meter, and six feet is two meters.
But cloth was expensive these days; a foot of cloth cost four cents, and two feet could buy a pound of pork.
Six feet would require three pounds of meat to compensate, and after the skin of the roasted rabbit is removed, there would still be about five pounds of meat and bones. In any case, it's not a loss for the supply and marketing cooperative.
Chen Gang swallowed hard and hesitated for a long time.
She finally moved and took a stack of cloth from the wooden shelf, handing it to him.
Lin Mo was secretly delighted, took the cloth, thanked him profusely, and ran away.
...
Five or six miles west of Laoshu Village lies the Nenjiang River, which flows from north to south.
The Nenjiang River bends near Laoshu Village, and downstream it turns westward into the Greater Khingan Mountains.
And less than ten miles north of the village lies the Emur River, a tributary of the Heilongjiang River.
Miao Qingsong arrived at the Nenjiang River early to wait for Lin Mo; he hadn't come alone this time.
He also brought his stepfather's son, Miao Wang, and his cousin's grandson, Wang Junjun.
The three people were about the same age.
After the news of chasing rabbits spread among Miao's relatives, Miao Qingsong finally gained two little followers.
He was now a little worried that Lin Mo would be angry if he saw that he had actually brought someone else with him.
After all, resources are scarce these days, and the mountain produce is also limited.
He still couldn't quite believe that Lin Mo was truly a generous person, willing to share the benefits that he instinctively wanted to monopolize with others.
"Hey, Miao Qingsong, who are those two? Aren't they afraid of skipping work?"
Lin Mo, carrying two bamboo baskets and a stack of cloth, met up with Miao Qingsong at the Nenjiang River.
Seeing that new people had joined, he felt only one word: happy.
As more and more people are willing to skip work, you could completely demolish not only the corner of the commune, but even the wall itself!
Afraid that he would be angry, Miao Qingsong quickly came up to Lin Mo and introduced him to Miao Wang, who was his cousin, and Wang Junjun, who was his cousin.
They are very obedient, doing whatever they are told, and so on.
Lin Mo smiled and nodded:
"Let's get to work."
“Awang, go and cut as many vines as you can nearby. Ajun, you stay by the river and twist the vines into three thick ropes.”
"I'll go into the woods with Qingsong to get some fish food for baiting."
In just a few words, the division of labor was settled.
Miao Qingsong followed Lin Mo eagerly, chattering on and on about all the questions that were on his mind.
"Brother Lin, if you're really not angry, I'll really bring people over?"
"Are you really taking us fishing?"
"Hey, how do you catch this fish? What do you use as fish food?"
Lin Mo listened to this barrage of machine-gun-like sounds, then slowly and deliberately offered a generous explanation with a smile:
"The most common fish in the Nenjiang River is the cold-water salmon. This fish is very fierce and carnivorous."
"Let's go dig up some rat holes, any kind of rat will do, kill them and smash them to make bait."
Have you ever heard the phrase "draining the pond to catch all the fish"?
"We don't have a net on hand, so we can only use vines and cloth to make a makeshift barrier."
"Sprinkle feed on the west side of the interception net, and once the fish come to eat it, we can drive them from west to east. The fish will then run into the net on their own."
Another concise explanation followed, making Miao Qingsong's eyes light up.
"Brother Lin is so clever! That's a great idea!"
The midday sun was only lasting, and Lin Mo led Miao Qingsong not far before they started looking for mouse holes around nearby tree stumps.
Unlike a cunning rabbit with multiple burrows, a mouse can be half-dead and easily pulled out by poking it with a thick stick, as long as you can find a hole.
It would be even more convenient if there were firecrackers; one bang could set off a whole nest of them.
"Hey, Brother Lin, there's a hole here."
Miao Qingsong bent over and looked around at the tree stump. After a few minutes, he spotted a small hole that was only about four fingers thick.
If you didn't get so close to see it, you could easily miss such a small hole, especially since it was covered with weeds.
Lin Mo leaned over for a look, then immediately started kicking Lulu.
The surface soil was kicked away, and the hole suddenly became as round as a heel.
With another kick, the burrow grew even bigger.
He casually limped a thick, long branch off a nearby tree and started stirring it up inside the hole.
In the blink of an eye, a moment of visual delay, a gray, squeaking figure came into view.
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