[1]Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

Ch 16:Wild Animals

Madam Zhao nodded. “Yes.”

She knew that the greatest difficulty for their small family was not that they were starving, but that winter was approaching and there were no winter coats in the house for winter.

Without money, they couldn’t buy cotton and cloth. How could they survive the cold winter?

The only thing that they could sell to earn money were those wild chestnuts.

Su Sanlang stroked Su Xiaolu’s head again, then left the house. Soon they could hear him breaking through the bamboo.

There was also the sound of Su Chong, Su Hua, and Su Sanmei playing together. Madam Zhao looked at Su Xiaolu gently and said softly, “Simei, our family will definitely survive, right?”

Su Xiaolu looked at Madam Zhao and smiled at her.

Of course it would get better and better.

The baby’s innocent smile was like the sweetest dew in the world and the warmest morning sun. It instantly made Madam Zhao’s heart sweet and warm.

Su Sanlang, who was outside the house, quickly broke through a lot of bamboo. He broke through the pieces again until they were thin bamboo strands. Then, he began to weave.

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Meanwhile, Su Sanmei was playing with rocks with her two brothers. It was raining outside, so they couldn’t go out either.

For four hours in the afternoon, Su Sanlang weaved bamboo baskets. When it was almost dark, the rain stopped.

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Seeing that it was not dark yet, Su Sanlang stood up and said to Su Sanmei, “Sanmei, I’m going out for a while. You stay at home and watch the house, okay?”

Su Sanmei looked up at Su Sanlang and nodded obediently. “Yes, don’t worry, Father. I know.”

Su Sanlang then said to his two sons, “Hua, Chong, stay at home and don’t wander around. You have to listen to your sister, understand?”

Su Chong and Su Hua nodded. Then the two of them looked at Su Sanmei expectantly, signaling her to hurry up. They hadn’t had enough playing with stones.

Su Sanlang smiled and turned to leave.

He wanted to take a look at those traps before nightfall. Perhaps he would find something.

He held hope in his heart, but he knew that they would most likely be empty. Animals in the mountains were not easy to catch. They were all very clever.

He had almost reached the first trap when Su Sanlang heard the sound of flapping wings. He paused at first, then in ecstasy, he raced toward it.

His movement startled a pheasant with black fur and a green tail in the trap. Its wings fluttered even more fiercely as it tried to fly, but it was trapped by the rope on its feet.

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Su Sanlang pounced on the pheasant and hugged it tightly.

Very cautiously, he took down the rope and used it to tie up the pheasant’s wings. “Thank God,” Su Sanlang whispered happily.

However, what Su Sanlang did not expect was yet to come.

Inside the second trap was a turtledove. The third was empty, but the insects had been eaten and the trap was destroyed. The fourth and fifth traps yielded a pheasant and a hare.