The world is broken, the cubs mend it

"If you don't want to see me, forget it. Why bother talking about those useless things? And don't say that you are not well off. Who knows what will happen in the future?"

Aunt Chen stopped talking when she saw that he was really unwilling. Matchmaking has to make both parties happy, and it would be pointless to force them together.

"I'm already this age, what great things can I achieve in the future?"

Chen Jiahe was not belittling himself. He had never been to school and could not read, so he could only do rough labor. He would just make do with his life like this in the future.

"How old are you? Life is very long."

Aunt Chen was holding the needle and threading the thread. He was just getting started and he still didn't understand how to live at his age.

"Dad will do great things in the future."

Yuanyuan sat on a small stool with her head resting on her father's lap. She had just come back from playing outside and looked a little sleepy.

"Do you know what a big deal is?"

Chen Jiahe poked her chubby little face and was obviously amused by her words.

“It’s just a really big thing.”

Yuanyuan opened her hands and gestured. She didn’t know how big it was, but it was definitely very big.

"..."

Chen Jiahe lightly twisted the hair on her forehead with his rough fingertips, and her light pink thin lips curved into a crescent shape.

In the past, he disdained to listen to such flattery, but it was particularly comforting to hear it coming from the child's mouth.

Once the soles are sewn, making shoes becomes much faster. Just cut the pattern and stuff it with cotton, and it will be done in less than two days.

Before leaving, he left some new cloth for Aunt Chen. A few days ago, he brought the eggs he had saved as a thank-you gift, but they were returned by Village Chief Wang.

At the end of September, the village became completely cold. When you woke up early in the morning, you could see a layer of white frost on the withered weeds.

Yuanyuan was wearing new quilted shoes and a thick gray coat. She had washed her thin jacket and was wearing the old clothes given to her by Aunt Chen.

Holding a small bowl filled with corn in his hand, he slowly scattered the corn kernels to feed the chickens.

As the weather gets colder, the sun seems to be getting lazy and is not as warm as usual. When the sun just rises in the morning, you can't feel anything. It is not until almost noon that it becomes warm.

After finishing all the farm work in the fields, Chen Jiahe took his children into the mountains to herd cattle in the morning.

After tying up the cow and showing it to the child, he went into the forest that belonged to his family to collect firewood. It would be too late to collect firewood in winter when it snowed heavily.

"Dad, look, there's a rabbit."

Yuanyuan pointed to a haystack in the distance, on which lay a gray rabbit. Its body blended in with the color of the dead grass, and it was hard to spot without careful observation.

Hunting is allowed in the village, and some farmers have hunting rifles at home, which are used to hunt wild boars, badgers, rabbits, pheasants and the like.

"..."

Chen Jiahe raised a finger to his lips to signal her not to make a sound, and walked cautiously towards the haystack.

The hare has a keen sense of hearing and is extremely alert to its surroundings. At the slightest movement, it will leap out far away like an arrow.

"Run..."

Yuanyuan sighed in disappointment. It was just a little bit away and Dad almost caught it.

"There's a trap at home. Come back and try later."

Chen Jiahe knew he couldn't catch it because the wild animals in the mountains were all smart.

There were animal traps in the small house where he lived as a child, but they had not been used for many years and were rusty. He didn't know if they could still catch anything.

"Can the trap catch it?"

Yuanyuan looked at him curiously, wanting to raise a cute little rabbit.

"It should be possible, I haven't tried it yet."

Chen Jiahe checked the surrounding terrain. There were few people coming here, so he thought there should be a lot of wild rabbits and other animals.

“Is the bunny easy to raise?”

Yuanyuan thought of the rabbit in her head again. She also had a rabbit in her head.

"Uh..." Chen Jiahe paused and said, "It's not easy to raise, but it tastes good."

It is basically impossible to keep wild rabbits alive after they are caught. When he was a child, he saw others raising them, but the wild rabbits would not eat anything given by people and eventually starved to death.

"..."

Yuanyuan put her hands in front of her body and stared blankly at her father's back as he walked towards the woods.

"tasty?"

The 007 in my mind seemed to sense something and lazily replied, "My head isn't made of flesh."

"I didn't say I wanted to eat you."

Yuanyuan just thought of it suddenly and had absolutely no intention of tasting it.

"The favorability has been rising a little slowly lately."

007 leaned against the system panel, but it didn't matter because she would stay in each plane for a long time anyway.

It is no longer as eager to maximize its favorability as it was at the beginning.

Now it is a very Buddhist rabbit, with a sense of detachment as if it has seen through the world and entered the monastery.

There are few people in the mountains and forests, and the soil is soft and weed-free.

Chen Jiahe found animal feces and some dense footprints under a pine tree.

All his life, he had only seen others set traps to hunt, but had never tried it himself.

When I got home, I took out the dusty animal trap from under the bed. It was already covered with rust.

He grinded off the rust on the outer layer of the trap and carried the trap up the mountain again.

Yuanyuan originally wanted to go with her father, but Wang Yingying brought other children to play hopscotch with her.

"It's getting dark, play for a while and come back early."

Chen Jiahe glanced towards the top of the mountain. The child usually liked to play with Wang Yingying, so he felt relieved.

"it is good!"

When Yuanyuan heard her father say this, she waved at him and followed Wang Yingying to play games.

"Then we'll play at your house. You have a spacious yard."

Wang Yingying took a branch and drew a grid on the ground. Everyone played rock-paper-scissors and threw sandbags and jumped on the grid in order.

The children in the village are roughly divided into two groups: the older ones play with the older ones, and the younger ones play together.

Most of the older children have to go to school, and they will go out to play only after they help with housework after school.

"Give me your sandbag to play with."

A few little guys were having fun together when Wang Jiaqiang came over with a group of kids about his age.

They were originally playing sandbag throwing on the other side, but a hole appeared in the sandbag and the contents leaked out.

"No, this sandbag was sewn for me by my mother."

Wang Yingying picked up the sandbag on the ground and put it on her back. He is Aunt Wang's son. He is nine years old this year and is much taller than other children. He is usually quite domineering in the village.

"Bring it here and let us play with it. We'll give it to you when we're done."

Seeing that she was unwilling to give it, Wang Jiaqiang's face suddenly turned fierce.

"Why? You want to play and go back to ask your mother to sew it for you."

Wang Yingying was a little afraid of him, so she took two steps back and stayed close to the other children.

"It's not like I won't pay you back, so don't refuse my toast."

Wang Jiaqiang extended his hand to her. Her brother was one year older than him, so he was polite to her for her brother's sake.

"I don't want to lend it to you to play, we want to play too."

This sandbag was sewn for her by her mother today, and Wang Yingying was unwilling to give it to her.

"Bring it!"

Wang Jiaqiang didn't bother to talk nonsense with her and just went ahead to snatch it.