She had wronged her son.
Remembering that he had just slapped him, Old Miao felt a pang of heartache and guilt.
Why didn't you tell me? Ouch, does your face hurt?
Miao Qingsong was simple-minded and didn't hold grudges. He smiled and shook his head.
Upon learning that Lin Mo planned to go hunting in Lingzi, he handed the fish to his father and then left with him.
The three of them, their faces bruised and swollen, looked at each other and sneered.
She kept giggling the whole way.
"Brother Lin, what kind of game are we going to hunt this time?" Miao Qingsong asked.
"We've hunted rabbits," Lin Mo quietly shared the good news with the two of them:
"One way to make money is by selling rabbit fur. We don't know exactly how much it will fetch yet, but as long as we have it, we can sell it."
“We specialize in rabbit farming. Rabbits reproduce incredibly well. This morning I even saw the village chief’s rabbit give birth to ten offspring.”
"They can be raised by eating grass for a few months, and once they're big enough, they can be sold for money."
“The village encourages breeding, but there aren’t any seedlings yet. Selling seedlings to the village can also make a profit.”
With a new path to wealth suddenly open up before them, Miao Qingsong and Awang were overjoyed.
"Let's go check out the traps I set earlier, see if we've caught anything big."
The three of them headed west along the Nenjiang River and quickly arrived at the place where they had hunted pheasants before.
"oops."
Miao Qingsong was about to crouch down to look at the hidden pit in the ground when he stepped into it first.
When I stumbled and regained my footing, I felt something soft under my feet.
Head down.
"Wow! Brother Lin! Big cargo! It looks like a deer!"
At this very moment, he was standing on the side of some enormous creature!
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