"Waaah."

Lu Fangfang sat on the donkey cart, wiping away her tears with a handkerchief.

She looked into the distance again, and saw that the Cat King had not come out of the cave on the hillside. It must have been frightened by the golden eagle earlier.

"Wife, don't cry. The female Pallas's cat's skillful camouflage just now shows that it is experienced and will surely be able to live well on this grassland."

Zhuang Mingcheng gently patted her back, comforting his wife.

He was filled with regret. If he had known it would turn out like this, he would never have brought his wife to watch the spectacle.

Well, now he didn't get to see the excitement, but instead made his wife cry.

"The mother Pallas's cat does this for the good of her babies. Those little Pallas's cats don't have as much experience as she does, and if she's not careful, they might run into danger."

"There are stones to hide in the rubble, so if a predator comes, it'll be easy to escape. The Pallas's rabbit is truly amazing..."

As Zhuang Mingcheng spoke, he even moved himself to tears.

Of course, these are all just his guesses, but thinking about it, they do make sense.

"Please stop talking, the more you talk, the more I want to cry."

Lu Fangfang took out a handkerchief, wiped away her tears, and patted her husband.

She's pregnant now, and she can't stand hearing this.

"Okay, that's enough, that's enough."

Zhuang Mingcheng hugged his wife and comforted her.

He looked into the distance again and saw that the earthen slope had quieted down. He patted the little wild donkey and walked back, not wanting to make his wife sad again.

"Roll, roll~"

The donkey cart swayed and wobbled as it headed towards the western grasslands.

Lu Fangfang sat there for a while to recover, and her mood improved as she watched Xiao Hua and the little Tibetan fox catching rabbits in front of her.

"Honey, look! That groundhog family from before has moved here."

Zhuang Mingcheng handed his wife the binoculars and pointed them at the hillside in the northwest direction.

"Groundhog?"

Lu Fangfang immediately picked up the binoculars and looked over.

Sure enough, on the hillside not far away, there were countless burrows, and a young groundhog was peeking out and looking this way.

Upon seeing the snow leopard and Tibetan fox, it immediately darted back into its den.

"It seems that the groundhog population has multiplied again."

Lu Fangfang looked on with a sigh. The groundhog's original burrow had been violently overturned by the big bear, and who knows how many it had eaten.

The remaining groundhogs then moved to this place.

It's quite amazing that Big Bear was beaten up by her.

After watching for a while and seeing that no other groundhogs came out, she drove away in her donkey cart.

When they reached a place with abundant pasture, she finally stopped the stubborn little donkey.

"Mingcheng, you go hunting with Xiaohua and the little yellow dog, I'll stay here and cut some grass."

As she spoke, Lu Fangfang picked up the sickle from the car and squatted down to cut the withered grass.

Zhuang Mingcheng scratched his head, looking at his wife who was working, still somewhat taken aback.

My wife's emotions come and go quickly.

He shook his head, but didn't leave. He squatted down and started gathering the grass his wife had cut.

With one hand still a bit inconvenient, he used his foot to step on it, tied it into a bundle, and carried it onto the donkey cart.

The little wild donkey followed beside him, head down, munching on its food.

Working together, the two quickly cut down most of the cartload.

In the distance, Little Flower ran back with a rabbit in her mouth. It was strange today; even the little yellow dog caught one.

Lu Fangfang took the rabbit from their mouths and told them to quickly jump onto the donkey cart.

On the way back, she stroked the little flower and the little Tibetan fox, then turned to her husband and said:

“Mingcheng, we’re running low on firewood at the farm. Winter is almost here. Could you take some people to cut down some more spruce trees? I’m worried we won’t have enough charcoal in the winter.”

At this time, the current in the river was quite strong, and the logs were just the right amount to float down.

If the river freezes over in a few days, that would be a real problem.

Zhuang Mingcheng thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay, the day after tomorrow. After I come back from the city, I'll take some people to cut some."

After talking about the breeding farm, Lu Fangfang thought of her own home.

"If you have nothing to do, take a donkey cart and go collect some pine cones. They contain oil, which makes the fire burn brightly and for a long time, and produces less smoke, which is great for cooking in winter."

"In a few days, I'll go with you to collect more."

Spruce fruits don't contain pine nuts, but they can be used to start a fire.

This stuff can be used as fertilizer when it rots; it's quite a treasure.

The mountains to the north are full of spruce trees; you can't miss this.

The two chatted about everyday things before returning to the farm.

After unloading the donkey cart and spreading the freshly cut grass out to dry in the yard, Lu Fangfang tied up the stubborn little donkey again.

Hearing the noise, Wang Shufen came out of the breeding shed.

"Hey girl, what happened to that Pallas's cat that separated from its family?"

"Sister Shufen, you have no idea how touched I was."

Lu Fangfang clapped her hands, walked over and started talking to Sister Shufen.

After a while, Zhao Lanying also arrived. Hearing the two talking so animatedly, she joined in to listen.

"Oh my, it must be really tough for a mother to take care of five babies. Where's the male Pallas's rabbit?"

"It seems they left after mating. The male Pallas's rabbit didn't take care of the offspring, leaving only the female to care for them."

"That's really irresponsible."

"Many wild animals are like that."

...

Zhuang Mingcheng turned his head and saw that the three were talking intensely, so he simply started to deal with the rabbit.

He fed the little flower and the little Tibetan fox, and then let the little wild donkey have a few bites as well.

He prepared the remaining, fatter rabbit and planned to take it home to stew for dinner.

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