Chapter 101
Wen Youning was yelled at, and the white lion was visibly angry.
The roar of the white lion made Bai Minghui, who was sitting next to Wen Youning, tremble.
Having stayed in this place for a long time, I have seen lion fights quite often and heard a lot of lion roars, but the roar of a lion that is almost close to the car and less than half a meter away from you will make anyone's heart beat faster.
Bai Minghui's throat choked up, "Teacher Wen, it may have forgotten you because it hasn't seen you for a long time. Be careful."
It seems that the attitude of this white lion is not very friendly.
Hearing his provocation, the white lion glanced at him.
"It's okay. It remembers me." Wen Youning raised her hand and hugged the white lion's head, bringing its attention back to herself.
"Don't be angry." Wen Youning touched the white lion, "As soon as my visa comes, I'll come right away... after I finish some things."
"...Roar!" The white lion turned his face away and ignored her.
"Be good, it's all because the visas took so long to come out." Wen Youning smoothed his fur, and even though the white lion roared, it did not avoid her hand.
Under the scorching sun, the white lion's mane feels warm to the touch.
Wen Youning patted the white lion that kept purring in its throat and coaxed it, "Don't be angry anymore. I'll stay and play with you for a few more days."
"roar!"
Don't touch the lion!
'A little to the side.'
Wen Youning curled her lips, held the white lion's head with both hands, stroked its mane upwards, and rubbed the white lion into a domineering posture.
No matter how angry you are, you will still be appeased when you deserve it.
"Roar!" The white lion roared one after another.
Wen Youning listened obediently to Bai Shi's scolding.
The previously taciturn white lion...seems to have become a chatterbox.
"Woo?" The white lion paused, tired of roaring.
"Well, I'm listening." Wen Youning looked into its eyes and said seriously, "And I'm deeply aware of my mistakes. I'm reflecting on it."
The white lion snorted, "Woo..."
That's about right.
I don't know when the tail behind me started shaking.
Wen Youning strokes the hair smoothly.
The white lion may look bad-tempered and difficult to deal with, but it is actually a soft-hearted and arrogant big cat.
Wen Youning picked up the backpack, which contained a lot of small things for Bai Shi. She hung her work badge on her chest and said, "I'm going downstairs. I'll meet you at the exit in the evening."
Bai Minghui said repeatedly: "No, no, I'm in the car and I won't go with the team. You should just get in the car. It's a bit dangerous on the grassland at night."
Although his job was to accompany the lions all day, he was not brave enough to get out of the car and interact with the lions.
A group of wild lions acting like kittens.
Too many cats are at risk of being scratched, and a pack of lions will only be more terrifying.
"Okay, we'll contact each other then." Wen Youning left the phone with the detached back cover and screen at the hotel and carried a spare phone with her.
When the white lion saw her coming down, it picked up the antelope on the ground and walked back.
But after it took a few steps, it looked back and saw that Wen Youning had not caught up with it.
The white lion growled, "Woo..."
He left the antelope on the spot and turned back to bite the hem of Wen Youning's clothes.
"I'm coming, I'm coming." Wen Youning rubbed the white lion's ear with her backhand, "I'll get a bottle of water. Let's go."
The reserve is not like a zoo. There are snack stands everywhere. If you don’t bring your own water, you will be thirsty.
The white lion squinted its eyes after being rubbed, shook its head, and turned to pick up the antelope.
Just as Wen Youning was walking towards the lion group, a loud speaker sounded from the car behind her, playing common expressions from around the world on a loop.
The general meaning is: those walking on the grassland are staff members, it is a dangerous behavior, tourists should not imitate it.
It protects both people and lions.
Wen Youning put her hair up and put it in a bun behind her head. She turned on the neck fan while walking, "Lance, do you want to get some fresh air?"
The lions in the reserve are all named, some after lion groups and some after places.
This name will change according to the corresponding territory, but the lion's own name will not change.
Lancelot means 'king' in the local language.
It sounds pretty cool.
[White Lion, how could you forgive her so easily? ]
[I'm not trying to sow discord. If someone came to play with me so late, I would definitely be very angry.]
[Hahaha, luckily the white lion can’t read. ]
There are few trees on the grassland.
The scattered trees are not too tall, but they are enough for the leopard to hide from the lions on the ground.
The white lion carried the antelope all the way to the intersection of several trees. The scattered branches and leaves overlapped, forming a shadow in the middle.
Lions in a pride will be expelled when they reach a certain age. During the bald period when male lions do not grow manes, they look almost the same as female lions.
Seeing the white lion coming, the lion who was hiding below to enjoy the cool air stood up.
The fighting power between an adult male lion and a sub-adult male lion is overwhelming, especially since sub-adult male lions do not have much combat experience and lack self-confidence. In a fight, an adult male lion can defeat many of them alone.
The white lion threw the antelope aside, "Woo..."
Go in.
Wen Youning sat down next to him and pointed at the brim of his hat, "I have a hat, please go in."
Turn on the fan and blow on the white lion.
It is quite relaxing and comfortable to lie inside on a hot day, enjoying the cool air and eating snacks.
Generally speaking, male lions in a pride do not participate in hunting, but if there are stray male lions or male lions from other territories coming over, they will stand up to meet the enemy.
We usually have to patrol under the scorching sun.
For some lion groups with large territories, male lions may spend half a month on a trip.
The white lion was not hungry after the meal. It used its claws to push the antelope towards Wen Youning, "Woo..."
Don't waste it.
'People are weak.'
"Weak?" Wen Youning's schedule was almost full. She bent her arms and patted her arms, "I still have muscles."
The white lion glanced at it and sneered.
"?"
laugh?
Wen Youning raised her hand and grabbed its ear, "What does 'tsk' mean? No 'tsk'."
"Roar!" The white lion tilted its head as if to bite her, and opened its mouth to grab her wrist.
"Eat it yourself." Wen Youning's bitten wrist was still able to move freely. She pulled her hand out and rubbed it on the white lion, grabbing its mane. "The lion's mane looks messy, but it actually feels good. Just watch me rub it, don't learn it."
[You don't need to promote the feel of the lion. I will try it naturally if I don't want to live anymore. ]
[You said you don’t want to learn, so then don’t learn? What do you mean? If you don’t want to learn, then don’t learn! ]
[It's so funny. Look at the car next to it. The dark-skinned local guy is staring at it with his eyes wide open.]
[Local: New development? We were not informed.]
…
White lions are very popular.
Most people come to this reserve to see the white lions.
There was a long queue of cars here.
This unique structure, which resembles a tree house tent, is also the white lion's favorite place to stay.
There are also a lot of people checking in.
When Wen Youning came down, many people in the cars were already discussing loudly. Even with the sound of horns, many people were still talking to the tour guide.
The white lion was in a good mood and rolled around on the ground leisurely.
Wen Youning held its tail ball and asked, "Have you formed an alliance with the lion?"
White lions are not seen by tourists every day. When they are out on patrol, they may only appear once every few weeks.
Therefore, the information online is not complete.
For more detailed information, you can only ask Bai Shi.
"Woo."
No.
"Lion himself can do it, too."
Wen Youning learned that the male lions in the nearby territories did not have much killing intention. As long as there were no other male lions wandering around, the white lion could carry an entire lion group on its own.
She opened her backpack and picked up a comb, "Let me comb your hair."
The leisurely white lion: "..."
'don't want. '
'don't want! '
The white lion is very cautious when it comes to treating his fur.
"No need to trim it." Wen Youning trimmed its mane, "You can't lick it here by yourself."
The white lion refused in his heart, but did not show any physical expression.
He even stretched and put his hind legs on Wen Youning's legs.
Wen Youning patted its hind legs and said, "Turn around."
"Roar!" the white lion growled impatiently.
bother.
It staggered to its feet, turned around and lay down, rubbing its head against her legs.
The white lion liked being close to her.
Wen Youning combed the mane little by little. It had been a long time since she had combed it, and she couldn't comb it all at once.
She could only divide it into several layers, straighten it out and then comb it together.
"It looks good." Wen Youning took out her phone to take a photo of the white lion. "Now that its fur has grown, the white lion has become even more handsome. Come on, be good. Look at the camera."
'don't want. '
'Click'
The photo freezes and the white lion is looking straight at the camera.
Wen Youning rubbed the white lion twice, knelt on one knee, and pointed forward, "Your cub?"
"Woo..." The white lion looked up.
Wen Youning lay down and rested his chin on its head. "There are two white ones."
Lions do not have a fixed erotic period, and can quickly get into the erotic state without cubs.
Many male lions will bite all the cubs to death after taking over a lion group.
The white lion stood up and shook his fur.
Wen Youning sat down and looked through her backpack. "I brought some snacks. Please share them with..."
While searching, Wen Youning's eyes darkened.
She looked up and met a pair of wet eyes.
The little white lion held in the white lion's mouth curled up its paws and drooped its tail tremblingly, "Awoo?"
The lioness and her three cubs noticed this place from a distance.
After leaving the lion group to give birth, experienced lioness will wait until the cubs grow up before bringing them back, because there are sub-adult lions in the lion group and they may kill the cubs.
They didn't mean any harm, they just didn't use enough strength to hurt the little lion during normal play.
The little lion in the white lion's mouth is chubby.
Little Lion: “Ah!”
【Hahaha, the little guy is so angry. 】
[Little Lion: Man! Are you satisfied? You are such a cold-blooded guy! What a great authority! ]
[So cute, let me kiss you, I will kiss you. ]
[I won’t kiss you, I’ll just suck you.]
…
The white lion threw the little lion into Wen Youning's arms.
The little lion fell into a stranger's arms and was a little wary. His ears were folded behind his head and his little nose sniffed around nervously.
'It smells good.'
Wen Youning poked the little guy's paw with her fingertips, "Look, the pink pad."
Lion cubs and tiger cubs are both young cats, but the feel of rubbing them is different.
"Ah, ah," the little lion cried out after being rubbed for a long time, and then he realized it belatedly.
The lioness heard the noise and slowly approached this side.
'strangeness. '
'Like a human.'
Wen Youning was close to the white lion just now, and the scent of the white lion was on her body. It is normal for the lioness to feel strange when she smells the scent.
She unwrapped the meat snacks and tossed them to the lioness.
Noticing that she was about to throw something at her, the lioness subconsciously bared her teeth.
"It's delicious." Wen Youning put the little lion on the ground, "Try it."
The dried meat she chose was sun-dried raw meat, selected according to the white lion's taste. Lions in the wild have definitely never eaten it.
The lioness just lowered her head and sniffed it, but didn't eat it.
The white lion walked over and rubbed its neck against the lioness, a tacit communication unique to lions.
The lioness lowered her head and picked up the dried meat.
"Roar——" the white lion turned around and roared.
"Here's yours." Wen Youning predicted the white lion and placed a whole piece of jerky in its mouth. "I saw that you hadn't eaten the antelope yet, so I thought you couldn't eat it."
This kind of jerky comes in sealed packages and should be eaten as soon as possible after opening.
With the hot weather here, even if she couldn't finish it in half a day, the jerky would still go bad if she took it back to the hotel and put it in the refrigerator at night.
Including the two white cubs, there are five cubs in this litter.
Each one looks like a yellow rice ball.
Wen Youning picked one up with a smile, "One in a mouthful."
“Ouch!”
Wen Youning noticed the wound on the lioness's leg and asked, "Can I see your wound?"
The lioness who was stepping on and biting the dried meat paused, licked her nose, and lay on the ground in silence, holding the dried meat in her mouth without responding.
"Your wound isn't new, is it? How long has it been like this?" Wen Youning took the initiative to step forward, "Can I apply some medicine on you?"
It is possible that he was accidentally injured while hunting alone with his cubs.
Generally, seriously injured lions in protected areas will receive rescue, but such minor wounds are not taken too seriously.
No wonder the lioness looked a little limp when she walked over just now.
Wen Youning squatted down in front of the lioness and said, "If you agree, put your paw in my hand."
The lioness's mind was full of curious questions, but she did not mention whether she would resist treatment or not.
“Woo…”
After hesitating for a long time, the lioness finally handed over her paw.
The lioness may have licked the wound not long ago, and the fur around it is still wet.
The white lion held the dried meat in its mouth but didn't eat it. It came over and after seeing what Wen Youning was doing, it shrank its neck and shouted, "Roar!"
Don't do it!
'It will be ugly.'
"Not all wounds need to be shaved. How can you be ugly if you don't shave?" Wen Youning checked the wound. "Only if the wound persists will it leave a scar. By then, the hair in this area may not grow back."
"roar!"
Can shave.
"No." Wen Youning explained: "For many wounds, you just need to apply medicine. For the depth and width of this wound, you really need to shave."
Wen Youning coughed lightly and said, "Well, I'll try to shave your hair to make it look better."
[Hahaha, White Lion: What did I say! ]
[This lioness is so beautiful! Both her parents are very good looking. ]
[Is the psychological shadow of shaving so great? 】
[It can be regarded as the shadow of the White Lion Youth. ]
…
The medicines in Wen Youning's backpack were all prepared by the hotel, and they were all new and unopened.
The electric shaver was difficult to hold, so she brought a small scraper.
A scraper is just right for this small wound.
Wen Youning raised her hand and pushed the white lion next to her, "You're blocking the sun. Come over here."
A battle for the dignity of animal beauty and hairdressing!
The lighting must be good and the trimming must be beautiful!
Wen Youning held the blade and carefully scraped it, "Don't be afraid, it will be done soon."
Tiny pieces of lion hair fell without wind and gathered in small piles on the grass.
"It's done!" Wen Youning patted the fur on her legs and waved the lioness's paw in front of it, "Look, how is it, not bad, right?"
Lioness: “…”
Wen Youning blinked and put down her paw, "Let's start applying the medicine right away."
Shaving requires taking care of the wound and the aesthetics at the same time, which is too difficult!
The lioness has a good temper, but the white lion will be furious if it is shaved bald.
"Remember not to lick this medicine. You won't feel anything after applying it. Just restrain yourself when you want to lick the fur." Wen Youning selected medicines that lions can take orally. Applying them thickly will have a good effect and can also protect the wound from dust.
"Woo," the lioness rubbed her wrist.
Wen Youning packed all the things back into her backpack. When she got the medicine, the white lion was lying on the ground sniffing it. It was stung by the smell of the medicine and hated it.
"Haha, do you want a bite of this?"
The white lion turned his head and saw the live broadcast equipment again.
【！ ！ 】
[Why are you looking at me all of a sudden? You scared me. ]
[This look, OK, is definitely the first-person perspective of being stared at by the white lion. ]
Wen Youning placed her palm on the white lion's head and said, "No."
She had brought the live broadcast equipment with great difficulty, and had no spare ones.
If it gets bitten, she will have to take a leave of absence.
Seeing that there was no river nearby, Wen Youning filled a plastic box containing dried meat with water.
After eating the jerky, my mouth feels dry, so I can have a couple of sips.
Wen Youning also took a sip of water, adjusted the fan around her neck to medium, picked up a little white lion, and sat back in the shadows.
The fan only makes a slight humming sound.
"Blow it?" She held the fan and stopped at a distance from the little white lion.
The wind blown by the fan is still very effective on the hot grassland.
The little lion was struggling to get down, but when the wind blew, all his attention was drawn to the fan.
He suddenly didn't care that he was still in someone's arms, and he squinted his eyes and looked up to chase the fan.
Wen Youning was afraid that it would choke on the wind, so she blocked it from opening its mouth and adjusted the angle of the fan from time to time.
She leaned against the tree trunk and said with a smile: "When the lion group grows bigger, I will send them all to my place to live in old age."
While chatting with the barrage, Wen Youning saw the red light on the live broadcast equipment and sat up straight, "An emergency call."
"Teacher Wen, Teacher Wen! Help me! Please translate what Bobo is saying. Why is it shaking all the time? Is it crying out in pain?" Before the picture unfolded, the boy's anxious voice had already come from the other side of the live broadcast.
The ID of Smart Brain flashes on the screen.
"Woof woof!" The dog's barking was not trembling.
Bad guy! Bad guy who beat Wang!
Help Wang fight! Don't retreat!
"Take it to the hospital and stop playing with your phone here." Another relatively calm female voice sounded.
"I called a taxi online, but it hasn't arrived yet. Let Teacher Wen take a look first. I just saw that there are no obvious wounds on its body, and it has been shaking all the time." The smart brain patted the shivering Bordeaux dog hiding behind him, "Bobo, don't worry, Teacher Wen is here, tell her anything that makes you feel uncomfortable."
Dogue de Bordeaux is also known as French Mastiff and Bordeaux Bulldog.
It is a very powerful and muscular dog that can perform many jobs.
At this moment, the Dogue de Bordeaux's eyes drooped and he stood there doing nothing with a look of grievance on his face.
"Woof!"
She woofs!
The beating was so severe!
The cry was very loud and it didn't sound like the patient was sick.
"It's shaking because it's excited." Wen Youning analyzed, "The mistress hit it, it must have regarded you as an ally, and is asking you to help it beat the mistress."
Wen Youning: "The cry probably means 'up'."
Boy: “…”
What are you trying to get on? It's hard for me to even get on the kang.
If I got on.
If she is not happy, she will give me a beating.
Or let's go to the hospital.
[This dog looks well behaved. If he got beaten, it must be the owner's fault! ]
【I got a spicy oily master. 】
[Wow, you are so accurate and quick in solving cases. Are you ready to be a judge? If so, I will call the police.]
[What is the puppy saying? Never mind, it has a point. ]
…
The smart brain squatted down and poked the Dogue de Bordeaux, "Okay, but hitting the dog is wrong. You can reason with it when you encounter problems. Puppies are very smart." The voice was as thin as a mosquito's, and the cowardice was visibly evident to the naked eye.
"Woof woof!" The Dogue de Bordeaux was still barking and pushing its male owner with its paws. Come on, hurry up, what are you waiting for?
You charge first, and Wang will follow to help!
She slapped Wang on the mouth!
If wang eats something, I’ll beat him!
She is bad!
"There were so many delicious foods, but Wang only ate one bite, you stingy human."
'snort! '
"It's okay. We are in the same group. I will always stand by your side. Let's talk slowly." The smart brain held down the Dogue de Bordeaux and said, "Don't get excited. I thought you had smoked."
As soon as she saw him, she started trembling and kept squeezing between his legs without even checking whether she was big enough to squeeze in.
"You got beaten for eating?" Wen Youning estimated the weight of the Bordeaux dog by looking at its size. It didn't look like it was missing a few bites of food. "What did it eat?"
The girl had already dressed and was ready to take the dog to the hospital. She shook her head and said, "I don't know what happened."
The clever brain thought for a moment and guessed, "Maybe it remembered what you did to it before, and is waiting for me to complain."
The girl crossed her arms over her chest and relaxed her shoulders, "I've never had it before."
"Woof!"
You're lying! Don't you know whether you have ever hit someone or not?
Obviously, he did fight!
The Dogue de Bordeaux retorted, "Woof eats sweets, so you beat me."
Wen Youning asked: "Sweet, sugar?"
The girl was stunned when she heard that and slapped her head, "Is it the time when you ate chocolate? Shouldn't I beat you then?"
She still felt speechless when she thought about the situation. She took a deep breath and adjusted her mood and said, "You stole the chocolate wrapped in honey and left it on the table to dry while I wasn't paying attention and hid it to eat. I tried to break your mouth but you didn't let go. Do you think I should beat you? That was 100% pure dark chocolate."
For a dog, eating one piece is like committing suicide by taking poison.
If it hadn't been discovered in time, the dog would have been gone.
Smart brain: "???"
He turned around and looked at the Dogue de Bordeaux. Why didn't you say anything about this situation?
You said it was chocolate!
Dogue de Bordeaux with innocent eyes.
The smart brain said, "Ahem, it's just chocolate, a small piece. It's okay if you put it in your mouth but don't swallow it."
People know that chocolate is toxic to dogs, but they may not have a clearer concept.
Wen Youning thought about it, converted it and said, "You can understand it as, the situation at that time was that the person held a bottle of paraquat in his mouth and refused to vomit even though he was asked to do so."
Smart brain: "!?"
He silently took a step to the side, pointed at the silly dog and said, "How many slaps did you give it? Was it enough? How about giving it two more slaps to consolidate its memory?"
Bordeaux: “???”
Aren't we in the same group?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
