Song Wei even considered raising sheep herself.
She also wanted to dabble in making some dairy products to eat. In her memory, there were quite a few recipes for dairy products, but the current conditions didn’t allow it.
This time, Lin Zhen was away for five days before returning.
After dealing with the overly enthusiastic villagers on the road, Lin Zhen handed the family’s passbook to Song Wei as soon as he got home.
“Take a look.”
He took a sip of water, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
Song Wei opened it and her eyes widened in shock.
“Six thousand…”
Over six thousand yuan—it was truly a huge sum.
Nowadays, buying a nice house with a yard in the city wouldn’t even cost two thousand.
“You made so much this time.”
Lin Zhen’s lips curled upward. “There was a lot of stock, and it all sold quickly at high prices.”
Song Wei stashed the passbook away right in front of him.
“If we save for another year or two, we can lease a larger mountain. It’ll make it easier for you to do whatever you want.”
Song Wei herself wanted to lease a mountain to grow fruit trees and grains and raise chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep, and pigs, but she didn’t expect Lin Zhen to follow her plans.
He could do whatever he wanted. The two of them could each pursue their own goals without hindering each other.
Thinking about the mountain they could lease in the future, Song Wei felt even more motivated.
Every day, after finishing her tasks for work points, she would either write articles at home or head into the mountains.
Although the money she earned wasn’t as much as what Lin Zhen made from his long-distance trips to buy and sell goods, it was steadily accumulating.
Besides, Lin Zhen didn’t go on long trips often—usually only once a month or even less frequently.
The ice and snow had completely melted, and the grass and trees were sprouting new branches.
The reed lake welcomed migratory birds, and most animals in the forest entered their mating season, a time for giving birth.
During this season, Song Wei let the wolf pack hunt in the mountains on their own, telling them to only catch what they needed and not bring any prey home.
The bear cub had grown quite a bit. At four months old, it wasn’t fully weaned yet but drank less milk than before, preferring other foods instead.
Besides goat’s milk, its favorite was honey water.
Then came meat, followed by fruits and vegetables. It wasn’t picky and would eat whatever was given.
Now, when the bear cub stood up, it was almost as tall as Lin Ping’an, and it was still chubby.
The little dresses it used to wear no longer fit.
Song Wei had initially planned to stop dressing it in clothes.
But the little fellow had grown addicted to it and pestered Song Wei to make a dress in its current size.
Song Wei grumbled, “What kind of clothes or dresses can withstand your antics!”
But despite her complaints, she pieced together a trendy little patchwork dress for it.
It was called a dress, but it was more like a dress-like little outfit.
The bear cub didn’t mind. It put it on and spun around, looking utterly pleased with itself.
Of course, the biggest change at home was undoubtedly the eaglet.
“Little Eagle, come out for some meat.”
Song Wei whistled, and a snow-white-feathered eagle glided down from the eaves.
Having shed its fluffy down and grown snow-white feathers, the eaglet had clearly grown larger, though it appeared smaller visually.
Now equipped with hardened feathers, the eaglet particularly disliked staying quietly in its nest.
But it still couldn’t fly properly and could only glide with its wings.
It could barely flutter up to the roof.
Its favorite activity was fluttering its wings and gliding down from the roof or eaves.
“Chirp…”
Song Wei placed strips of meat in front of it, and the eaglet ate on its own.
This was a goshawk, but an albino one.
Not entirely pure white, its back feathers were still tinged with black, resembling special spotted patterns, which looked quite beautiful.
“How am I supposed to teach you to fly?”
Eaglets usually have parents to teach them how to fly, but theirs was a hawk raised from a young age—where could they find a teacher for it?
“Tomorrow, you’ll come into the mountains with me. Maybe watching how other birds fly will give you some inspiration.”
“Chirp~”
The well-fed eaglet fluttered off again to glide around.
“Bear Cub, come here.”
The bear cub seemed to understand it was being called. Clutching a half-eaten cornbread bun, it obediently walked over to her.
Song Wei held its paw, trimmed the sharp claws that had grown out with scissors, and then took out a rectangular rough stone to file its claws.
Throughout the process, the bear cub remained quiet and didn’t struggle at all, munching on its cornbread bun with its other paw.
Since the bear cub spent a lot of time interacting with the villagers, its nails were too sharp and could easily scratch someone if not careful.
For safety, Song Wei regularly trimmed and filed its nails.
If it could always remain this docile and the villagers weren’t afraid of it, there was no reason it couldn’t be kept as a pet.
Releasing it back into the wild would require maintaining its ferocity.
But that wouldn’t work for coexisting with the villagers.
You can’t have your cake and eat it too. For now, the bear cub was well-behaved and got along quite well with the villagers, so it was best to keep it as a pet.
Even if this pet was a bit on the larger side.
After finishing with the bear cub’s claws, Song Wei let it go play on its own.
The bear cub toddled off happily to find Lin Ping’an.
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