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Chapter 113 Raising Rabbits

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    "It's good if you find it, come back quickly, you see a lot of ashes on your body." My mother said to me.

    I took the top and went back to the courtyard dam of my grandfather's house again.

    The whip at the beginning was useless and was cut off by my dad.

    Grandpa took another shoelace for me, tied it to the branch again, and let the whip play its role again.

    "ž~" A familiar voice sounded, announcing that my spinning top had come back to life again!

    I don't dare to hand over the whip to my dad now, even if I'm tired!  If we are tired, we can rest for a while, take it easy, and then continue.

    "Let's go, let's go and have a look." Mom and grandma talked, then got up and walked to the back door of the aunt's house.

    What are they going to see?  Out of curiosity, I quickly put down the whip in my hand and asked while running, "Mom, where are you going? Wait for me."

    "It's at the back door. Your mother-in-law said that the aunt and the others fed the rabbits. I'll come and take a look." Mom said.

    "Rabbit? I want to see it too!" Hehe, my aunt's family actually raised a rabbit!  I have never seen a rabbit raised by my relatives!  I have seen them in the vegetable market before.

    Rabbits are fluffy, and I like them better. I am very happy to see them.

    Sure enough, after walking out of the back door and turning into a row of tile-roofed houses next to it, he saw a row of red brick cages with many rabbits locked inside.

    Most of them are white, and there are a few gray, black, and white mixed ones, and they are also very funny.

    "When your sister left, she told me that if you come over, I will catch a few for you.

    Now, she only opened those few ones separately.

    These few rabbits are not long after they were born, you can take them back, and when they grow up, they can be sold for money or eaten by themselves.

    It won't be long before it will grow up.  "Grandma said.

    "There are so many! Where can I take them back and lock them up?" My mother sighed.

    "Just find a place and build a cage with some bricks. Didn't you build the walls a while ago?

    There should be red bricks left, enough to build.  "Grandpa said at the door.

    "Are you feeding well, do you have time to feed?" My dad also came to join in the fun.

    In fact, I feel that my mother was not going to raise rabbits, right?  My dad's two words in a disguised form contributed to this matter.

    My mother is also impatient. After lunch and playing for a while, my father and I took me and the rabbit and went home.

    In the end, I don't know the details, whether the rabbit will pay or not, it doesn't matter, this is a matter between adults.

    So, when I went home, I had a few more rabbits on hand

    "Where do you bring some rabbits back!" Grandma asked happily.

    "I caught it with my aunt." I replied immediately.

    "The rabbit raised by my elder sister didn't cost any money. I took it back and raised it myself. When I grow up, I can sell it or eat it." My mother said while putting the rabbit down.

    The younger sister who heard the sound kept staring at the rabbit.  It seems that girls like this furry thing more than boys.

    "Where are the bricks at home? I haven't used them up before." Dad searched around, holding only 2 red bricks in his hand.

    "It's placed behind the flower table, near the laundry table. Look, it's covered with oilcloth." Grandma said.

    "Huanhuan, stop barking!" Huanhuan, who was tethered to the room where the hay was piled, kept barking when he saw the rabbit!  While comforting Huanhuan, the younger sister stroked the rabbit in the cage.

    After Dad found the red brick, I also joined the ranks of moving bricks.

    The younger sister was next to her mother, staring at my mother's pile of rabbit nests.

    After moving a lot of bricks, I was so tired that I was sweating profusely. When this rabbit grows up in the future, I will definitely be credited with my credit!

    Next, it's time to pile up the rabbit nest.

    Mom probably measured it and planned to make the rabbit nest into a rectangle.

    After the base was laid, the problem came.  Unable to find the middle load!

    The middle layer of the aunt's house is made of barbed wire, so that when the rabbit is defecating and urinating, it can fall through the grid and fall to the ground, which is very convenient.

    But there is no barbed wire in my house!  What can I do?

    I don't know how to help. After searching around at home, I really can't find a substitute.

    At this time, my mother suddenly thought of something, and said to grandma: "Mom, go and call Dad back, and ask him to help make a rake to make the middle compartment."

    hey??I didn¡¯t expect it, my grandfather is a bamboo craftsman, and he can weave anything!  If you don't have iron wire, you can use bamboo wire to make it!  It's still my mother's brain!

    After a while, grandpa came back. Looking at the 6 rabbits in the cage and the base of the rabbit nest built by my mother, after some calculations, he suggested expanding the nest a little bit.

    So, my mother started to expand the base, and after my grandfather measured the size, he went to start making.

    Because there are a lot of bamboos in the house, my grandpa didn¡¯t run out of knitting backs, so with the ready-made bamboos, my grandpa quickly made a bamboo rake according to the size.

    After more than ten minutes, it didn't take long for my mother to fix the base here, and grandpa came over with a bamboo rake.

    Put a bamboo rake on it, and then put red bricks on top of it one by one. After building, put another bamboo rake on the top layer, and the rabbit's nest is complete!

    My sister and I won the right to put the rabbit in the rabbit hole.  So, the two of us, brothers and sisters, threw each of them into the rabbit's nest. Don't mention it, the fluffy feel is quite sensational when pinched.

    After putting the rabbit in place, my mother brought plant ash and poured it on the bottom of the rabbit's nest, so that it could effectively absorb the rabbit's excrement and urine, so that it would not flow everywhere, and the smell was particularly strong.

    Grandma took the freshly cut vegetable leaves and handed them to us.

    My sister and I took it and threw it in.

    But it was stopped by my mother.

    "Don't throw too many leaves at once. Rabbits run around inside, and the leaves fall to the ground along the cracks.

    And rabbits can't eat much at a time, so feed them slowly.  "My mother said earnestly.

    Well, since you can't throw it away all at once, then just hold it in your hand and forget it.

    So, my sister and I took some vegetable leaves in our hands and handed them to the rabbit's mouth.

    At first, I was worried that the rabbit had just changed its environment and wouldn't know how to eat.

    As a result, when seeing fresh leaves, the rabbit came over.

    Take a bite of the leaf, wrap it in your mouth, and keep refusing.  The cheeks on both sides are constantly wriggling and bulging, which is very interesting.

    "Wow! Brother, it bit my hand!" My sister said in surprise.

    Fuck me, this surprised me. I thought my sister's hand was already bleeding from a bite. Do I need to stop the bleeding?

    As a result, she continued to say: "Hahaha, it's so itchy! It's so itchy to bite me!"

    Hey, I'm speechless, what a surprise, I thought I was bitten!

    Just when I was helpless, the rabbit also bit my finger, hahaha, it feels like two small deciduous teeth are grinding back and forth on your hand, the itching is unbearable!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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