Upon hearing Lin Mo agree, Lin Gangtie and his son were so excited they almost jumped for joy.
And they even agreed to give him two on credit!
With two chickens, you can get at least two eggs every other day.
Lin Gangtie was mainly worried about his son, Lin Changliang, who was the only son in the Lin family.
He's fourteen years old, but he's skinny and sallow, and less than 1.4 meters tall.
The village chief's son, Wu Ji, is three years older than Chang Liang, and Wu Ji was already over 1.65 meters tall three years ago.
He's currently growing to be almost 1.8 meters tall.
We'll keep the two chickens for now, and when Lin Mo catches a rooster, we'll try to buy one from him.
Then you can hatch chicks!
Lin Gangtie thanked him repeatedly, promising to pay off the debt as soon as the year-end was over.
Then he and his son each carried a large pheasant and turned to go home.
Lin Mo put all his catch into the makeshift wooden breeding shed.
Let's count them. There are ten rabbits and thirteen pheasants.
It gets terribly cold in Northeast China after autumn, and this makeshift wooden shed isn't very good; it doesn't keep you warm.
We need to figure out a way to build a mud-brick house.
If the old house is to be renovated, a separate kang (heated brick bed) will be built in the west room, and the ventilation duct of the stove will be connected to the breeding shed.
In this way, as long as they are still warm, the poultry will not freeze to death.
The idea is great, but I don't have the money.
There are about ten bird eggs left.
Lin Mo took a small pickaxe and went to the back of the house. Although his mother's body was old and frail, she still tried her best to quietly clear a plot of land behind the house.
It was used to grow sweet potatoes, ground cherries, and a little bit of bok choy to supplement the lack of food.
He picked some frozen bok choy, ready to chop it up and stir-fry the leftover rice with the bok choy and bird eggs to make a vegetable and egg fried rice.
It smells wonderful too.
In the cold autumn of Northeast China, very few things can be grown, and bok choy is one of the few that can be grown.
While busy chopping vegetables and stirring eggs, Lin Mo heard the door to the main room creak open.
He had just turned his head when he caught a glimpse of a small shadow darting past outside the kitchen.
Lin Mo put down his work and walked out of the kitchen, where he saw Xiao Hua running outside wearing a tattered coat.
Looking up at the sky, it was only a little past dawn, probably just past six in the morning.
Where is this little girl going so early in the morning?
Filled with curiosity, I quickly followed Xiaohua outside.
He saw Xiaohua standing in front of the village road, gazing in the direction of the village entrance.
Several households living at the village entrance also opened their courtyard gates at just the right time.
One after another, the children, carrying tattered cloth bags, ran onto the village road and then ran together towards the edge of the village.
"ah……"
Looking at Xiaohua's small figure again, Lin Mo understood.
Xiao Hua is already nine years old, long past the age to start primary school, but she has not been able to go to school.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo felt a pang of heartache.
After seeing that all the other girls her age in the village had disappeared, Xiaohua turned and walked home, looking dejected.
"Little Flower, you're up so early." Lin Mo greeted his younger sister warmly.
Little Flower tilted her head up to look at her older brother, her lips moving slowly for a while before she finally spoke to him:
"Brother, can we not kill those rabbits and eat them?"
"Okay, what's your plan?" It was rare for his little sister to speak to him calmly, so Lin Mo tried his best to coax her gently.
Xiaohua's stomach was churning with all sorts of things she wanted to say.
In the past, whenever there was something in the house, he would scrape it off and stick it on Jiang Ying's body.
Now, instead of sticking to Jiang Ying, they've started sticking to Su Xiaoxiao.
He would bring things to Su the carpenter's house every few days.
She quite liked Su Xiaoxiao, after all, she was pretty and had completed junior high school.
Basically, he's disgusted by his own brother, and he'd be even more disgusted if he could actually marry Su Xiaoxiao.
Such a good girl like Xiaoxiao has fallen headfirst into a cesspool; who knows when she'll change her mind and go after someone else.
I didn't want my brother to just be busy killing rabbits for meat; I wanted him to be able to earn some money...
Go read a book to yourself.
After thinking about it, I realized that it was just an unrealistic fantasy.
She didn't want to say anything anymore, so she went back to her room with her head down, ignoring Lin Mo.
Lin Mo could tell that his younger sister had a lot on her mind, but he couldn't guess exactly what she was thinking.
It's not cheap to go to primary school these days. It costs five yuan per semester, plus extra fees for meals, tuition, and other miscellaneous expenses.
Even if he manages to get the money to send his younger sister to school, she'll probably hesitate because she's worried about her mother.
Take it slow. Once the house is cleaned up and brightened up, things will improve a lot, and then my little sister can go to her studies with peace of mind!
He also remembered that the most recent primary school was built in a village called Luming Village to the south, and school-age children from nearby villages had to go to Luming Village to attend primary school.
However, Luming Village and Laoshu Village are quite far apart, more than ten miles apart.
Twenty miles south of Luming Village lies Anxian County.
In other words, having tuition fees wasn't enough; they also needed to get a bicycle for their younger sister.
Even if you don't have a bicycle, you should have a donkey cart so you can pick yourself up and drop off your child in the morning and evening without worry.
A bicycle costs 180 yuan, a donkey costs 200 yuan...
It all comes down to money.
His gaze then fell upon the rabbits and pheasants he had hunted; it seemed he couldn't keep them.
Put them all in your pocket and go exchange them for some money with the village chief.
At five yuan each, we can sell them for a total of 115 yuan. Adding the ten yuan from selling the two rabbits yesterday, that makes a total of 125 yuan.
I wonder if the village chief can come up with that much money.
Lin Mo simply made fried rice with eggs for his younger sister and mother, and chopped some pickled vegetables. He only scooped out half a bowl for himself.
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