"Xiaohua, what are you doing on the roof so late at night instead of sleeping?"

As soon as Lu Fangfang came out wearing her clothes, she saw a pair of eyes glowing green on the top of the shed.

If she hadn't been very familiar with it, she would have been quite startled.

"Meow~"

Little Flower jumped off the roof, walked up to her, and nuzzled against her legs.

"My little flower is getting more and more agile."

Lu Fangfang bent down and gently rubbed its big head.

More than half a year has passed since I found Xiaohua, and Xiaohua has changed a lot. She has grown more and more heroic.

"Alright, go back to sleep, it's so cold outside."

She rubbed the little flower's fur, then shook her head. These creatures all live on snow-capped mountains; this little breeze is just a tickle to it.

Wearing a cotton-padded coat, she went to the earthen toilet on the south side to relieve herself.

Looking at the small toilet she had built, she thought that in a couple of days, once Mingcheng's arm had healed, she would have to make some more modifications.

Otherwise, your bottom will freeze when it snows heavily in winter.

As she left the earthen toilet and was about to go back into the house, she saw the stubborn little donkey stretching out its long head, staring at her.

Stepping forward, Lu Fangfang slapped the donkey's mouth before returning to the center of the courtyard to wash her hands.

Tibetan wild asses live in the wild year-round, so they shouldn't be afraid of the cold and can be left unattended in winter.

I glanced at the mud shed I had built. Quails, chickens, and ducks all stayed inside at night. Winter was coming soon, so I needed to tidy it up again.

The shed is easy to make; just tear off a piece of plastic sheeting and cover it up.

I wonder if plastic sheeting still exists these days. If all else fails, we'll have to use tarpaulins.

After wiping her hands, Lu Fangfang put on her cotton-padded coat and quickly went into the house.

On the wooden bed to the west, Little Flower was already lying comfortably in the bamboo basket, its long tail sticking out and cushioning the little Tibetan fox's head.

Lu Fangfang walked over and took a look, then couldn't help but laugh.

These two little ones are just like sisters.

After watching for a while, she turned off the light, went back to the inner room, and continued drawing illustrations.

After working for another half hour, she finally finished drawing all three illustrations.

She took it and looked at it, then breathed a sigh of relief.

These three pictures were drawn with her best efforts; now it depends on whether Comrade Wenhui's mother is satisfied.

"Fangfang? It's late, you should get some rest."

"It'll be over soon, you should go to sleep."

Lu Fangfang took out some stationery from the drawer and began writing a reply.

She described the story of the Pallas's rabbit she had drawn in words.

After a while, she hesitated again, thinking that just having Pallas's cats seemed a bit monotonous.

After thinking for a while, she wrote down the story of the Pallas's cat hunting groundhogs, the struggle between the cat tyrant and the mother Tibetan fox, and the cat tyrant leading the cubs to avoid their natural enemies, the golden eagle and the snow leopard.

"Oh right, there's also the Tibetan macaque. Maybe the big bear from last time encountered the Pallas's cats."

After thinking for a while, Lu Fangfang wrote another plot about a cat tyrant leading a little Pallas's rabbit to escape a Tibetan macaque.

Having already written this far, she simply added the Tibetan wild ass to the list.

Inspired by the story of the Pallas's cat, she wanted to paint all the wild animals of the Qilian Mountains.

So that children from other places will know that our country has the magical Qilian Mountains.

She took out another sheet of paper and rewrote the story she had written.

These are all her ideas. Whether they will work depends on the publisher. They are just a few of her little stories, which are quite naive, but thankfully they are comic books.

She carefully folded it, put it in an envelope, and placed it on the table.

Standing up, Lu Fangfang yawned, took off the clothes she was wearing, and quickly climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

It was already late at night, and it was very cold outside.

She snuggled into the covers and leaned closer to her husband. Zhuang Mingcheng was like a big, warm heater; it was very comfortable to hold him.

She yawned, closed her eyes, and quickly fell asleep.

The next day, the two slept until they naturally woke up.

This was the first time Lu Fangfang had stayed up this late, and she still felt quite tired when she woke up.

She woke Zhuang Mingcheng, and together with her husband, they first went outside to uncover the tarpaulin covering the rapeseed.

"Fangfang, why does this tarpaulin smell like urine?"

Zhuang Mingcheng held the tarp, brought it close to his nose, and then frowned.

Who is this despicable person who urinates on his tarpaulin?

"Meow~"

Little Flower wagged its tail, walked past Zhuang Mingcheng, and lay down in front of the rapeseed.

Zhuang Mingcheng stared blankly, a thought suddenly occurring to him.

Nearby, Lu Fangfang discovered the carcass of a pika, which had died a horrible death.

Looking at the teeth marks, she suddenly remembered something.

"Little Flower, you're really something, you..."

"Little Flower, well done! Here's an egg for you this morning."

Lu Fangfang smiled broadly, feeling quite touched.

Last night, she saw Xiao Hua come down from the shed. It must be the pika that it killed. Oh my, her Xiao Hua is really dedicated.

She strode over, squatted down, and vigorously rubbed the little flower's fluffy head.

"Fangfang, what's wrong with Xiaohua?"

Zhuang Mingcheng looked on, somewhat surprised.

“Mingcheng, you don’t know, last night, Xiaohua was guarding our rapeseed. Look, that dead pika over there was bitten by Xiaohua.”

"Meow~"

Xiao Hua lay comfortably on the ground, letting Lu Fangfang rub her.

"By the way, Mingcheng, what did you just say? Where does the smell of urine come from?"

"No...it's nothing."

Zhuang Mingcheng shook his head helplessly.

Xiaohua has put in so much effort, he doesn't know what to say.

He took the tarpaulin home, rinsed it with water, and then started making breakfast.

"Mingcheng, could you mail the letter for me later? I've already written it."

"Okay, don't worry, Fangfang. If you're sleepy, you can take some more naps during the day."

Lu Fangfang yawned; she was indeed feeling a bit sleepy.

After washing her hands, she went to the inner room and dozed off for a while.