My village can't be like this

Chapter 695 Marten

Climbing up the wooden ladder and coming under the eaves, Zhang An finally caught the two weasels and put them into the cage after some effort.

However, wild animals are ferocious by nature, and they will still become ferocious even if they are trapped in a trap.

When Zhang An opened the trap and caught them, they all bared their teeth and looked aggressive.

Da planned to give Zhang An a bite as soon as he found an opportunity.

"Caught them all?"

Zhang Jianguo had been holding the wooden ladder on the ground. He waited until Zhang An came down before he asked.

"I caught him, and he never ran away."

Zhang An raised the iron cage in his hand so that his father could see the weasel inside clearly.

After being caught in the iron cage, they still refused to compromise and kept running around and scratching around in the cage.

To be honest, the way they stare at people does look a bit spooky, no wonder some people call them Wong Tai Sin.

"It's good to catch it. This thing holds grudges very well. It will come out from time to time to cause trouble for you. It's very troublesome."

Zhang Jianguo finally felt relieved when he saw the two weasels in the iron cage jumping around in panic, with nowhere to go.

Apart from anything else, this thing can really be wasted.

Although it is so small, it can kill chickens and ducks that are much larger than itself.

Although Zhang An's family raised many chickens and ducks, they were not too sad if one of them harmed them occasionally, but they could not stand them coming to take advantage of them from time to time.

If it were any other family, it would be even more unbearable. Raising a chicken is not as easy for them as it is for Zhang An's family.

The most important thing is that other people’s homes don’t have security guards like Zhang An’s family to keep watch at night.

This weasel is a bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong. Once it has come here unimpeded, based on its memory, it will definitely look for that place to cause trouble often.

"Come on, Dad. It's not daybreak yet. Go back and get some sleep. Leave this thing alone and come back to deal with it when the sun rises."

The sky is still dark at this moment, so I can take the time to go back and take a nap for two or three hours.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether you sleep or not. People nowadays go to bed very early at night. Even though Zhang An and his son got up before dawn, they still slept for six or seven hours.

They get much more sleep than those people in later generations who stay up late every day, go to bed at two or three in the morning, and get up at seven or eight to go to work.

However, Zhang An's family doesn't have anything busy to do right now, so there's no need to get busy right after dawn. It would definitely be good to get a little more sleep.

As for the two weasels in the iron cage, this should be their last moments.

They are not protected by the country now and are still a scourge. Now that he has caught them, Zhang An cannot let them go, otherwise all his efforts over the past few days would have been in vain.

Even if they don't come to trouble Zhang An's house in the future, it is impossible to let them continue to live.

The cruel nature of this thing is obvious. If it doesn't come here to cause trouble, it will definitely run to other people's homes.

Therefore, the most straightforward approach is to give it a quick death, put an end to it once and for all.

In the hands of some mountain people, just cutting it off would be a bargain, and they still have to peel its skin.

Of course, it is impossible to eat it because there is not much meat on it and everyone is disgusted by it. Zhang An has never seen anyone eat this thing.

Placing it in the yard, Zhang An found a lock and locked the door of the cage.

Then I found a big rock and put it on the top of the cage to prevent the two things from jumping around too much.

When I returned to the room, Su Ying was still asleep and sleeping soundly.

Zhang An lay back on the bed, hugged his soft wife, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a short while.

When I woke up again, it was already bright day and the rooster crowed for the last time.

The cherries in the cherry orchard are still being picked, and it will probably take another two days.

After having some free time during the day, Zhang An brought out the two culprits he had caught in the morning.

"Oh, you really caught me."

Mr. Huang happened to pass by the door and saw at a glance the two weasels that Zhang An had locked in the cage.

"These things are specifically targeting other people's homes to cause trouble. If they don't come, it would be a shame for me to spend so much effort to deal with them."

Zhang An chuckled and thought that after all, these two weasels were asking for their own death.

If they had stopped thinking about Zhang An's home after their failure last time, the Longmen Formation set up by Zhang An would have been just a decoration, and they might not have suffered this disaster.

But they are naturally restless creatures, so it's not anyone else's fault.

"Do you want this thing, Master? If you do, just take it."

Normal people don't want this weasel, but that doesn't mean no one wants it.

Remembering that Mr. Huang was an old hand who specialized in dealing with these things, Zhang An opened his mouth and asked.

After all, if he stayed, he would be killed at most with one knife.

"That's fine. There happens to be an old guy in the mountains who specializes in picking up these unholy things and making them into animal medicine. I'll take them to him and see if I can exchange them for something."

Mr. Huang didn't bother to be polite with Zhang An. He knew that if Zhang An kept these two things by himself, it would be just a way to vent his anger at most.

He has been wandering in the mountains for decades and has gotten to know all kinds of people.

Even though this is just a remote mountain, this mountain is not small at all, and there are many strange and wonderful people in the mountain.

Especially in the Miao villages in the mountains, many Miao people like these unconventional things. They have their own heritage, and they can take these things back and make all kinds of strange things.

"Then you can take it and do with it, it will save me the trouble of doing it myself."

Although Zhang An had never met these people, he had heard of them a little. However, he did not ask much and immediately handed the cage containing the weasel to Mr. Huang Er.

"Then I'll see if I can replace it with something you like."

Master Huang already knew clearly what Zhang An liked, which were nothing more than some animals, medicinal herbs or flowers and plants.

These things may be hard to find outside, but in these mountains, for the Miao people who have lived in the mountains all their lives, they are extremely common.

After Mr. Huang left, Zhang An was not idle either. He went into the cherry forest and picked cherries with everyone.

Although it was only morning and the sun was still hidden in the clouds, Zhang An’s orchard was already bustling with activity.

There is one good thing about summer mornings, that is, unlike autumn, the leaves and grass are covered with dew in the early morning. When rural people work, their hands, feet and mouths are separate. Generally, they do their work with their hands and chat with others about everything to kill time.

"Zhang An, our Zhang Lin is about to graduate. Do you think he will go to a teachers' college or high school?"

Just as Zhang An arrived, an elder sister-in-law came to him and started asking him questions.

Zhang Lin, the son of the eldest sister-in-law, is considered to be Zhang An's nephew, but he is five generations apart, so his blood relationship is not as close as Zhang Tie and his friends.

But they were all from the same village, so Zhang An was quite familiar with them.

In addition, Zhang Lin and Zhang Tie were in the same class, and they were both in Su Ying's class, so Zhang An had some understanding of his situation.

"Sister-in-law, your Zhang Lin's grades are not bad. If you and my brother want him to start working early, then it would be best for him to go to a teachers' college. But if you want him to fight for it, my suggestion is to try his best to go to high school. Fight for three years and then you can have a college student. After all, people's conditions are not as good as before, so it is definitely good to study for a few more years."

If an ordinary family was present, Zhang An would definitely not have asked this question.

Because they are not family members, when you give them advice and they fail to achieve their desired goals, they will complain in their hearts.

But Zhang An had some understanding of Zhang Lin, his sister-in-law's son, and he thought he was doing well in his studies.

Every time Su Ying brought the papers back for grading, Zhang An would flip through them briefly, on the one hand out of concern for his younger brothers and sisters at home, and on the other hand just to kill time.

As for the child Zhang Lin, his grades have always been pretty good. He has always been among the top students in his class. He is also among the top ten in the two classes in the same grade.

This kind of result is not bad in the schools in the town or county. Compared with the previous Zhang Bin, it is much better.

Moreover, this child is a responsible person. He has always been diligent in his studies, and Su Ying has never said that he is playful or anything like that. Zhang An feels that as long as he is willing to work hard, he can be considered a promising talent.

This era is still one in which studying can change one's destiny. Although it is already at the end of the era, for those who want to study hard and make a name for themselves, it is definitely much better than the era several years later.

So Zhang An thought that if he could go to high school and then go to college, he should try his best to go to high school.

In this era, if you get into university, you are destined to succeed, and the value of your education is much higher than in the future.

"Then I will talk to him more when I get back and ask him to work hard. He may not get into a key school like his uncle Binzi, but if he can get into any school, it will be a blessing from the Buddha."

Zhang Lin's mother was also hesitant at first. Although they knew that their son's grades were good and it would be no problem for him to get into high school.

But they are worried that if they go to high school but fail the college entrance examination in the future, it will be a waste of time.

If you go to a teachers' college, at least you'll have a backup plan.

But what Zhang An said at this moment touched her heart.

In the village, when people talk about college students, they will think of Zhang Bin from Zhang Jianjun's family.

He is a college student. There is only one like him in any good village nearby, and there are only a few in the whole town.

Her heart suddenly felt hot, and she thought how great it would be if her son could also be admitted to university.

So, with this mindset, she decided to let her son give it a try.

Just like Zhang An said, their family is well-off now. If their son really fails the exam, the worst that can happen is that the couple can work hard for two more years, grit their teeth and earn more money to let their son repeat the year and take the exam again.

"You have to talk to them, but try not to talk to them too much during this period because they are preparing for the exams now. Don't let them feel too much pressure."

Although these children in the third grade of junior high school are still young, they have reached the age where they can keep things in their hearts, especially those from rural areas, who sometimes think too much.

Such as what if I fail the exam, or what if I pass the exam but my family has no money, all kinds of things.

Including Zhang Bin before, he had a lot of thoughts in his mind before the exam, and during that period Zhang An basically went to comfort him every day.

Therefore, Zhang An's two strict aunts no longer say harsh words to the two naughty children, Zhang Xing and Zhang Tie, for fear that they would think too much.

"Okay, okay, we will definitely pay attention."

Zhang Lin's mother never knew this, but since Zhang An said so, she felt that it must make sense.

At noon, everyone went home to eat.

Before Zhang An's family finished their meal, Mr. Huang came over.

"Second Master is here, come and eat with me."

Zhang An's family greeted Master Huang, and Wang Fang even got up and went directly to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks.

Master Huang did not refuse. It happened that he had just returned from the mountains and had not eaten yet. Besides, he was no longer so polite in the home of Zhang An, his last disciple.

"Zhang An, this time I used your two weasels to exchange for a small thing for you. I'm sure you will like it."

Master Huang sat next to Zhang An and spoke with a smile.

"Oh? What did you change it to, Master?"

When Zhang An heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. You know, Mr. Huang always said what he meant and never spoke nonsense.

"Hehe, look, it's just this little guy. Even though it's two for one, and a big for a small, it's definitely worth it."

Mr. Huang chuckled and picked up the iron cage on the ground.

Zhang An looked carefully and found that the cage was the same one he used to lock the weasel, but the thing inside was a mink cub, which was an unusual little creature.

"Hiss, I actually got this in exchange. We don't have this thing in our mountains."

Zhang An fell in love with the little sable the first time he saw it.

"There used to be some, but I haven't seen any in recent years. This time they bought a litter of pups from outside. I know you like these little things, so I traded one with them."

When Mr. Huang saw Zhang An's pleased look on his face, he was immediately satisfied.

"But weasels are not rare, so we can only exchange for this one with mixed fur. We are not willing to exchange for other ones with purer fur."

Mr. Huang said with some regret. In his opinion, it would be better if he could change it to one with purer fur color.

"Second Master, it's not a pity, it's good enough to be able to exchange it. I'm planning to raise it, not to do anything else. It doesn't matter what the fur color is."

Zhang Anke didn't care about the fur color, and he thought that this kind of marten was more beautiful.

What's more, exchanging a weasel for a marten, even though they are relatives, you will still make a profit anyway.

"Hahaha, as long as you like it, it's fine. I just met a bunch of cubs, otherwise I wouldn't have exchanged with them."

If it was an adult mink, Mr. Huang would not have had this idea, because it had already developed a ferocious nature and was completely unsuitable for breeding.

This mink cub looks like it has just been out of the nest and is perfect for training.

(End of this chapter)