The three of them excitedly scattered and ran back and forth in the mountains.
There's one in this pit too.
They actually caught three in that pit!
They excitedly searched around for almost two hours, stuffing the rabbits that had fallen inside into sacks as they went.
By the time Lin Mo returned from the furthest tunnel, he was too heavy to carry, so he had to be tied up with a rope and dragged the heavy harvest back to meet up with his friends.
Miao Qingsong and Awang were the same; each of them was dragging more than thirty heavy sacks, and each sack was full of lively creatures.
"Incredible! We explored 30 pits, and three rabbits fell into five of them! This camphor grass is amazing!"
"Haha, if you ask me, then the rabbit is stupid, it doesn't have a brain. The rabbit that fell in didn't even know to warn the outside."
"Tip me off my foot! Didn't Brother Lin say that rabbits get horny after eating camphor grass? It must have been the horny rabbit in the pit that was lured down."
Wow, I've never seen so many rabbits before!
"It's out!"
The two of them chattered excitedly, while Lin Mo simply counted the number of sacks.
One person brought fifty sacks, and used up a total of 106.
Each sack was stuffed with two rabbits, so that's how it is...
212 rabbits?
Tsk tsk tsk, Douyin short videos really do live up to their hype, camphor grass really works!
After the two childhood friends had finished their excited chatter for a while, Lin Mo finally spoke up and explained the situation to them:
"Well, we can't keep these rabbits; we have to give some to the village."
“Chen Gang isn’t very bright. He’s always trying to accuse us of speculation and profiteering. Think about it, if we were the only ones living comfortably in the village, the villagers definitely wouldn’t speak up for us when Chen Gang criticizes us.”
"So, we discussed it with the village chief and decided to help all the villagers raise rabbits on a small scale so that everyone can earn some money."
"Only in this way can we make a small fortune with peace of mind."
I explained the reasoning to them first and then observed their reaction.
Miao Qingsong and Awang's excitement gradually faded, and their eyes even began to show regret and reluctance.
After all, with so many rabbits, if the three of them were to divide them equally, each person would get nearly 70 rabbits.
Even if you sell them to the villagers at five yuan each, 70 of them can still fetch 350 yuan.
“Brother Lin is absolutely right, what we’re thinking makes sense,” Miao Qingsong was the first to speak up.
"Indeed, money is very tempting, but if we haven't earned much money yet and we're already being labeled as speculators, then we won't be able to spend it."
"Since that's what the village chief thinks, then we agree!"
Miao Wang always listened to his brother. Since his brother had already expressed his opinion, he could only nod, his eyes reluctantly falling on the sacks on the ground.
In fact, Lin Mo himself wasn't very interested in raising rabbits, unless rabbits were more valuable than pine nuts.
Therefore, when dividing the rabbits, you don't need to consider your own family.
In addition, if we can catch so many rabbits this way, we shouldn't let our hardworking friends down.
then:
"Qingsong, Awang, before we take the rabbits back, we need to rearrange the tunnels so that when we come back tomorrow morning, we'll have another batch of rabbits."
"How about this? We originally promised the village chief that we would catch 1,000 rabbits. I reckon we can catch quite a few more these days."
"After we brought these rabbits back, the village chief distributed them. There are 153 households in the village, and excluding our three families, that makes 150 households."
“There are 206 of them. After each household gets one, there will be 56 left. You two can split those 56 equally.”
? ? ?
Upon hearing this, the two brothers were stunned.
I had already accepted the outcome of not getting any at all, but suddenly I got 56!
The surprise was indescribable!
"Then Brother Lin, you..."
"No, we don't want to. We don't have time to raise rabbits, and we don't want to trouble our mothers to raise this slutty thing," Lin Mo said half-jokingly.
"Digging tunnels is so tiring, we can't let you two work for nothing."
"Anyway, five per household in the village is enough. If there are more than two hundred each day for the next few days, then the extra ones will be split equally between the two of you."
What does it mean for brothers to be of one mind?
What is childhood friendship?
What is loyalty?
What is love?
"Brother Lin!!" Miao Qingsong was so moved he almost cried.
"Hey, stop with the sweet talk. If you don't have any objections, get to work," Lin Mo quickly poured cold water on their enthusiasm before they could get any more disgusted with him.
"Clean up the tunnel as soon as possible, then drag the rabbit back. We'll still have time to pick up two more loads of pine cones this afternoon."
"good!"
...
Almost an hour after noon, the three of them, panting and dragging, finally brought the heavy sacks—over a hundred in total—to the Lin family's courtyard.
Aunt Lin felt a pang of heartache seeing her son, who was never home around mealtimes.
I feel my son is a bit extreme. He's either like before, a lecherous scoundrel who's lazy and good-for-nothing at home, or like now, when he gets down to business, he's as busy as a spinning top.
The rice that had been reheated several times in the kitchen was almost dried out and turned into burnt rice.
The broth from the strained aspic, when stewed with bok choy, is incredibly delicious with rice.
After a busy morning, the three of them squatted in the kitchen and wolfed down their meal, each person eating three bowls of rice.
The village chief was delighted to have collected over 200 jin of aspic from two Miao households that morning.
At noon, we even cut some aspic to stew potatoes in a big pot, and we ate it with great relish.
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