Chapter 6 6. The shadow on the opposite mountain

At the end of March, there was still heavy snowfall on the grassland.Our off-road vehicle was covered with thick snow, and Yifeng and I came to Zeren's house in Yuanmu, wearing short-sleeved T-shirts in early spring in the city.Zeren and his wife went out to greet them. Renzeng Wangmu looked surprised: "Last time you said that you would live in a small house on Wolf Mountain, I thought you were joking! Now there are more than two months before the snow melts, and the house is frozen! We grassland people live It's too cold to bear, you really go!" As soon as I opened the door, the freezing wind emptied the heater in the car.Yifeng shivered and rubbed his bare arms to keep warm. "Don't worry, we've learned it before." Then, he jumped out of the car, grabbed two down jackets from the overcrowded trunk, threw one to me, and said as he put it on, "It's snowing too much today. If you dare to drive up the mountain, when the snow stops tomorrow, you have to find a way to get all the things in this car up the mountain and move them into the small house."

"Okay! You two will stay at Yuanmu today." Zeren circled the off-road vehicle to estimate the amount of luggage, "Tomorrow my son and I will bring two horses to help you carry them." Early the next morning, we drove the car out of the yard and waited for Zeren and his son to come and go into the mountain together. Not long after, a little boy walked over leading a horse and asked in Tibetan Chinese: "Are you Yifeng? Are you Li Weiyi?" "Oh!" (Yes) We both nodded in a daze. "My name is Luobo. I'm here to help you move. Let's go."

"Carrot?... How old are you?" "Five years old." I'm stupid, Zeren said that today he asked his son to help us move together, wouldn't it be this little carrot? "Let's go!" The child tugged at the corner of Yifeng's clothes with his small hands. Yifeng looked down, and the little devil's nose was almost running down his mouth. Yifeng took out a tissue and said, "Let me wipe it for you." Carrot inhaled, sneezing into his nostrils: "It's gone. Aren't you going? Don't worry if Nandan is safe and sound (then I'll go first)."

The five-year-old child is not as high as the horse's belly, Yifeng only thinks he is joking, but who knows that Luobo really led the horse away. Radish dragged the horse to the cow dung pile, stood on the dung pile by himself, jumped on the horse's back, grabbed the mane and climbed onto the horse's back. The horse didn't even have a saddle.As soon as the radish kicked the horse's belly, he ran into the mountains with a "boom". There is no adult to follow, this is okay, Yifeng hurriedly chased after: "Potato! It's not... carrot, stop! It's dangerous!"

"It's okay." Ze Ren came, "This kid can ride a horse at the age of four, don't worry, he even rode to Tashi Ranch by himself to play." From here to the Tashi Ranch is a long journey. The children raised in the grassland are indeed extensive.A row of crows croaked and flew through our minds... We all recalled what we were doing when we were five years old. "Your son is awesome!" "Haha, he's not my son, he's my nephew. This is my son Gongga." Zeren smiled and pointed to an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy behind him, "Let's go, let's go."

Yifeng drove the car to the foot of the mountain and unloaded the equipment.Carrot has long been waiting at the foot of the mountain with a smile on his face. Gongga tied the luggage on the horse, and the carrot man was small and light and did not occupy the horse's back, so he easily rode the horse and carried the luggage up the mountain. On the contrary, it was faster than Zeren leading the horse up the mountain.I temporarily straightened out my luggage in the hut.Renzeng Wangmo was busy picking up cow dung on the mountain, preparing to light a fire. The two horses went down the mountain dozens of times, and when the sun was about to set, they finally moved everything into the small house.

I, Yifeng, Zeren and his son sat on the luggage to rest and eat dry food, while Renzeng Wangmo was busy working inside and outside the house. During the chat, we learned that Zeren’s nephew Luo Luo’s name is written as “Nuobu”. He hasn’t gone to school yet and doesn’t know much Chinese, but he is enthusiastic and lively, and has a strong desire to express himself. Here to help.I still call him "Carrot".The little guy called me Auntie based on his appearance, and when he saw Yifeng with a gray beard on his face, he called him Grandpa. Zeren kicked Carrot on the buttocks: "This is uncle's brother, you should call him Uncle!" However, most of the time, we are called by our first names directly, "Yifeng, Weiyi".Tibetans do not have surnames, only first names, and the Living Buddha named them after birth.They don't have so many addressing rules. Except for immediate family members who use honorific names, brothers, sisters, uncles and friends all call them by their first names. Maybe it's because there are too many relatives to count.

Zeren's son Gongga took out his mobile phone to play games whenever he had time to rest, and he didn't even bother to talk.His mobile phone is very fashionable, and there are some small videos of prairie singers in it. Tibetans are good at singing and dancing, and young people like to take videos of them playing and singing for slow aftertaste.Yifeng took out the video camera and greeted Gongga: "Look at this, the shots taken with the video camera are more beautiful. I will teach you how to use it later, so you can shoot MTV for the girls." As soon as Gongga became interested, he leaned his head to look at the LCD screen of the camera.

"This one can see far away." Yifeng said and extended the focal length to cover the prayer flags on the opposite mountain, and even the words on the prayer flags could be vaguely seen. "Niuuu!" Gongga blurted out happily.I was taken aback, he still knows this word? Zeren's face darkened: "What nonsense, don't learn if you're good, it's a prayer flag!" He clasped his hands together and rested on his forehead, apologizing for his son's gaffe.Gongga stuck out his tongue, quietly played with the camera, not daring to talk nonsense. Zeren and I whispered about his son. "Gongga felt that the grassland was boring, so he secretly went to Dayi to play for half a year, and he didn't contact his family. I only took him home a few days ago." Speaking of this, he laughed, "Young man They all like to go outside to broaden their horizons, they like big cities and don’t want to stay in the grasslands.”

Carrot gnawed on the compressed biscuit and praised: "It's so delicious!" "Eat more if it tastes good." Yifeng smiled and grabbed a few pieces of radish and stuffed them into his pocket, and seemed to be muttering to himself, "You won't say that after eating for a few months." I found some new sets of headlights and gave them to Rinzeng Wangmo, and showed her how to turn them on and charge them. "This thing is so convenient!" Renzeng Wangmu turned off the switch cherishingly, for fear of wasting a little electricity. Although the electricity on the grassland comes from the solar panels of every household, the herdsmen still save energy.

"What's more," I pulled out a box of paraffin wax, "you can use this to start a fire in the future, it is safer than gasoline, and it is also resistant to burning, you can try it later." "Okay." Rinzeng Wangmo put the headlamp into his arms and went out to collect cow dung to start a fire and boil water. Zeren looked at the room full of strange things: "You are a space station, such a simple little house, with so many things in it, and there is no door lock, why don't I find you a dog to guard it, my relatives There happened to be a little Tibetan dog at home to give away, although it was only over two months old, it was already able to look after the house." I was happy for a while, I like dogs, and there is a loyal dog on this grassland as a companion, which is both safe and comforting.Just as I was about to agree, I suddenly became sad again: "Forget it, I don't know how long I will live in the grassland this time, maybe after two or three months, we will leave when we find Green, and now I am worried about every Green, If I have another dog, I’m afraid I won’t be able to part with him when I walk out of the grasslands. You can’t keep fierce dogs in cities. Besides, we’re here to observe wolves. If a dog threatens them, the wolves might not come.” Zeren persuaded: "There are no dogs on the grassland. Not to mention those poachers roaming around, even cattle thieves are quite a lot. When I turned around and saw that there was no one in your house without dogs, I came in by the way. There are dogs watching They are much more scrupulous. If you think about it again, I will ask my relatives to keep the dog for you." I lowered my eyelids and hesitated, Yifeng understood my mood: "Let's talk about this after a few days when we settle down." Carrot's little face was pressed against the glass: "Look at that little red bird always fluttering on the window, can't you find anything to eat when it's snowing?" He gnawed off a piece of compressed biscuit and threw it out of the window. The red bird was indifferent to the biscuits, and still stopped by the window and looked into the house with its head tilted.The bird was beautiful, about the size of a young girl's palm, with bluish-gray forehead, top of head, and nape of the neck, black face and small beak, golden-red body like a burning flame in the setting sun, jet-black wings and tail Shining metallic luster, the two white wing spots between the wings are particularly conspicuous. "That's the northern redstart, also called fire swallow. It eats bugs and won't eat your biscuits." I've been paying attention to them for a day. They are a pair of baby birds, the female is lighter in color, and they always fly to When I left the house, they flew to the fence to nod and murmur, and when I entered the house, they flew to the window to look again, drooping their wings and shaking their feet, as if they were very anxious.Now he was pecking at Carrot's little face through the glass again. Just as he was talking, Renzeng Wangmu, who was picking up cow dung behind the house, called out, "Weiyi, come and have a look." Everyone heard the sound and left the house.Behind the house, Renzeng Wangmo pointed to the iron stove by the wall: "I wanted to move the stove into the house just now, but I didn't know there was a bird's nest inside!" ah!Surprised and curious, I carefully opened the furnace cover and looked inside.In the hearth, there is an exquisite round bird's nest made of straw, covered with soft down, and four eggs the size of a thumbnail are lying quietly in the nest cup, glowing with the soft light of blue jade.The pair of fire swallows flew back and forth screaming hoarsely.understood!The stove was originally placed in the house. More than a month ago, Zeren repaired the snow-leaking roof and prepared for us to move in. When he took the chimney, he temporarily moved the stove installed under the chimney to the back of the house. , the pair of birds worshiped the sky and the earth and the hearth for the second time, and gave birth to a baby.Seeing that the people are back now, they have a premonition that the disaster of overthrowing the nest is coming, no wonder they are jumping up and down in a hurry. Rinzeng Wangmo asked, "What should I do? It's minus 20 degrees at night, and people can be frozen overnight. This stove must be used." In the city, the "bird thing" is not worth mentioning. Maybe this nest of bird eggs is just a toy for children, but the little radish has no intention of digging out the nest to play with eggs.Indigenous herdsmen who believe in Tibetan Buddhism teach their children to cherish living beings from an early age, and that all living beings are equal. Humans and animals get what they need on this grassland, and they must not disturb animals unless they have to.That's what I like most about them - they have faith. I put the stove back on again: "Don't touch it, let's solve the housing problem for them." I went back to the house and nailed a box with wood and foam boards. I made a hole the size of a ping-pong ball on the side of the box. A chopstick was inserted horizontally under the hole as a foothold for the birds to return to their nests.Radish picked up rags and wool to keep the bottom of the box warm.A child is a child after all, and Little Carrot really wants to see how the bird hatches.I was also curious, so I installed a tiny camera on the top of the box.We took the box to the back of the house, gently lifted the bird's nest out, put the bird's nest into the "new home" in front of the parents and mother, and replaced the nest box in the old position of the stove, which is considered "demolition and resettlement".Rigzin Wangmo covered the box tightly. The Huoyan couple nervously watched us move the nest, and it was only after everyone went back to the house that Huoyan flew over tentatively.The male bird stared at us at the window, and the female bird stopped on the chopsticks at the hole of the nest box and looked into the hole. Then she poked her head in and looked at the camera. After confirming that it was safe, she cooed and entered the box to hatch her eggs.The male bird tilted his head and glanced at us, half-drooped his wings, swung his tail up and down, nodded at us, and flew away. "Look, Mom, we treat Xiaoniao well, they understand." Little Luobo was full of joy. Yifeng looked at the image of the bird's nest sent back by the camera, and praised: "What a spiritual bird, this is our first neighbor." "This box is warmer than the original iron stove." Zeren said with a smile, "You love birds so much, let me tell you a secret - a pair of black-necked cranes lived in the water bubble of Langdu Beach, just away from me. Yuanmu Hut is not far away. These days they are also busy building nests in the middle of the water, and the eggs they lay are much bigger than fire swallow eggs," he stretched out his hand and compared, "bigger than my fist. Wait until they finish building I have laid eggs in the nest, and I will take you to have a look. I will not tell outsiders, because the black-necked crane is our sacred bird, which can predict the weather and cure diseases. When I was young, I heard from my dad that if someone breaks a bone, he will go to the black-necked crane. Necked cranes pray at the side of the nest, and then draw a black line on the egg. The bird thinks that the egg is about to crack, so it will hold a kind of bone stone from a distance and put it in the nest. People will take this bone stone away secretly. , can heal the fracture.” Yifeng and I were very pleasantly surprised. The black-necked crane is an endangered plateau crane in the world. It is a rare species as famous as the giant panda and the crested ibis, and there are only a few thousand in China.They breed in the Ruoergai Prairie in March every year, and migrate to Yunnan for the winter around September.Because the number is rare, and most of them build their nests in swamps or water bubbles that are difficult for people to pass through, it is difficult for experts who often go to and out of the grassland to find their hidden nests. . To bid farewell to Zeren's family, I set up the wire bed, which was still in the old position by the window.It's great to be back in my hometown again!I thought I would be too excited to fall asleep on the first night when I returned to the hut, but I didn't know that moving during the day was too tiring, and I couldn't get up as soon as my head touched the pillow. The cow dung fire is not resistant to burning, and when the fire is extinguished at night, it will be as cold as a freezer.I shivered under the blanket, and in a daze, I felt that the wind had risen and turned on the fire several times, and I even filled a thermos bottle and stuffed it into my blanket. I didn't fall asleep until the early hours of the morning. I dreamed that Green came back, kept scratching the door and knocking on the window, and threw an alarm clock through the window, chirping non-stop. I opened my eyes in a daze, and the first light was shining. There was no alarm clock in the house, but the chirping sounds kept coming from above.I stood on the bed and stretched out my hand to touch it. Through the soft cloth ceiling, I could feel the crispy bird's nests under the beams. There were no less than dozens of nests within my hand. I was so happy, I jumped out of bed with bare feet, pushed the door open, and a flock of birds flew away!Red fire swallows, brown house sparrows, royal blue starlings, blue-fronted redstarts, brown-backed jays, larks, shrikes... thousands of birds, some pecking at the snow in front of the hut The dry rations thrown by the radishes yesterday and the rice we scattered when we moved, some crawled in and out under the eaves, some dried their wings on the roof, some groomed their feathers on the fence, some prepared to go out for food, and some A few birds even roasted their buttocks by the residual heat from the chimney mouth... A wave of the hand and a turn around can attract the birds to fly around.The morning snow fell lightly and slowly, and in a pure world, there were little golden wings fanning the snow beads flying around! "Wow! It's so beautiful!" Yifeng went out wrapped in a down jacket and put the robe on me. He was overjoyed, "I didn't pay attention yesterday, so we have so many neighbors!" There are no trees on the prairie, and the birds often live in human habitations. Such a lonely small house at the foot of the Wolf Mountain has become a collective dormitory for the birds.Yifeng took another big bowl of rice and sprinkled it on the snow.The birds flew away in all directions, and then scrambled to get together to peck the rice. One of the birds dared to rest on my shoulder.Birds and people are as close as fairy tales.I stepped barefoot on the cool and faint snow, as if I was in a fairyland. "What a cabin!" I murmured, "only Grimm..." "Don't worry, when we settle down, we will find him! You go and put on your shoes and get ready to start work!" Living in the grassland for a long time, the first thing to solve is heating, drinking water and electricity. I shoveled a large open space outside the house, knocked all the cow dung I picked up into small pieces, and spread them out to dry in the sun for fire.I collect snow to boil water and store it in a water tank.Most of the cow dung after snow is wet, and the smoke is hard to burn.I managed to light a fire, and chose some slightly dry cow dung to bake by the stove for later use. The room was smoky and I couldn’t stay with people, so I hid in the house in a panic. The word "human smoke" is really appropriate, there are people who smoke.Seeing the thick white smoke from the chimney drifting towards Langshan like flying cranes and flowing clouds, my mind also drifted back to two years ago. Green, who used to chase swans, is nowhere to be seen now. The hut has rekindled "human smoke", can Green see it?I sat on the snow in a daze. Yifeng, who was lying on the roof installing solar panels, sneezed and coughed: "Why are you so dazed, I'm about to be smoked into bacon. Pass me the tools!" I came back to my senses and handed the tools to the roof, but I still couldn't help but look up at Wolf Mountain. "Huh? Yifeng, there seems to be something on the mountain ridge looking at us sideways. Is it a wolf or a horse? You stand tall, look!" Yifeng couldn't see clearly through the smoke—wolves and horses both had pointed ears, long muzzles, thick necks, and drooping tails. When viewed from a distance from the mountain ridge, they were less than the size of a grain of rice. easy to distinguish. I ran into the house and unpacked the binoculars everywhere, and when I came out to look again, the thing had disappeared behind the mountain. "Green! Green!" I was anxious. "Hehe, how can I have such good luck, I found Green right away." Yifeng climbed out of the room and patted the dust on his body, "It's past eleven o'clock in the morning, not the time for wolves to move, besides Tashi said that wolves are no longer haunting Qianshan, so it’s probably a horse.” "No, no!" I stared at the mountain beam, "Even if other wolves dare not come to the front mountain, Green will definitely come. He is very nostalgic. There is his old house here. Didn't we find wolf paw prints on the door of the house before?" ? Green has been here! He must have come back just now!" "Then let's wait in the hut these days. If it's really him, he will definitely come again!" "Okay! Hehe, which box did you put the white rabbit toffee in? Don't wait until Green comes to find it." In the afternoon, Yifeng adjusted the battery in the house, installed the power supply and lighting.I was tidying up in the house when I heard the sound of horseshoes stepping on the snow. After a while, there was a crisp sound of clapping hands and stomping feet outside the door, and we both laughed at once—it was Zeren.Ever since Zeren saw Yifeng habitually stomp his feet and clap his hands (activate the voice-activated light) every time he went out and entered the door, he thought it was the etiquette of the Han family, so he did the same every time he came to us.We couldn't explain clearly in Tibetan, so we just let him go. "Yifeng, come to fetch water!" Zeren handed Yifeng a plastic gallon bucket filled with water, and unloaded several sacks of coal from the horse, and piled the coal outside the house with Yifeng.Ze Ren patted the soot on his body and said: "The cow dung can't help burning, and the fire needs to be added every ten minutes. I was so cold last night. It will burn for a long time if mixed with a lump of coal, and it can burn for several hours." Yifeng thanked him again and again. Zeren took out a bunch of keys and stuffed them into my hand: "Here! Here you are." "What are you doing?" "My house key is the house in the settlement. The settlement has running water and electricity. If you need water, you can go to my house to pick it up. If you want to eat meat, there are two cows in the big freezer... What else do you need to charge? Yes, it's easy to get in and out with the key." Shocked by our love, we gave each other the keys to our house not long after we met, which is definitely not what people in the city would do.We didn't dare to take it, but Zeren insisted on stuffing it to me: "If you don't take it, I can only open the door for you every day." If I refused again, I would be offended. I took it with both hands and put my hands together to express my thanks. I knew that what I received was not just a bunch of keys. Rinzeng Wangmo looked at our smoky house and said, "Don't pick up cow dung and burn it. It snows in winter and the cow dung is wet. It will smoke a lot." She smiled and led us to the sheepfold, where there was something piled up like a big yurt, covered with a plastic tarpaulin, and tightly tied round and round with hemp rope.She took apart a corner of the tarpaulin and broke the protective shell. It was full of dry cow dung inside: "I collected these in the summer, and they have dried up. They are enough for you to burn for half a year. Just use them." "This won't work! This is all your labor!" I used to pick up cow dung, and I knew that to collect such a large amount of "dung", I would have to run all over the mountains and fields for a whole summer, bring back baskets one by one, and break them into small pieces one by one to dry in the sun. , Bending tens of thousands of times.To pile up such a large bag of cow dung, you have to mix the wet cow dung with both hands, like plastering cement, spread out the waterproof foundation layer by layer, tamp it down and let it dry, stack the dried cow dung into a pile, and then spread it out by hand. Wet cow dung is pasted on the surface, and it will dry and harden into a protective shell to avoid weathering caused by the sun and rain.I used to be stationed in the grassland for so long, I would rather be choked with wet cow dung, and never dared to try such a laborious and tedious process.When Yifeng asked Zeren to live in the hut, he wanted to give him rent, but Zeren didn’t want it, and now he gave us the keys and the fuel we worked so hard to save...I hold Renzeng Wangmo’s hand, I don’t know How can I thank you.How can the friendship of giving charcoal in the snow be measured by money? Renzeng Wangmu smiled and leaned over to cover the tarpaulin: "You are all busy in the city. We don't have much to do except herding cattle and sheep. Tell me when you are done, and my wife and I will pick it up for you. We I haven’t read the book, so I can’t help you, it’s good to save you some time.” Rigzin Wangmo said lightly, but time is the most precious gift that one person can give to another. I noticed her slightly hunched waist due to years of hard work, and couldn't help but ask, "Rigzin Wangmo, how old are you this year?" Renzeng Wangmo looked at Zeren shyly: "I'm old, I'm already forty, and I married him when I was seventeen." Zeren smiled kindly, and gently stroked her hair, which was blown by the mountain wind, behind her ears: "You are not old." I was dumbfounded, a small action actually touched my heartstrings, this is the mutual love that so many women dream of.I have seen photos of Rinzeng Wangmo when she was young at Tsering's house. She is a naturally beautiful woman without makeup.She is only ten years older than me, but the hard years have already wrinkled her once bright face.In the city, many women of this age are busy with preserving their youth and saving their marriages. What are the "short words" such as fading and falling in love, seven-year itch, and ten-year tiredness, these "epiplines" are unbearable when Zeren strokes his wife's temples. one strike.True love has nothing to do with looks, diplomas, or wealth.You will never grow old in my heart, their happiness is so real, ordinary and calm. After more than a week, the cottage was ready to live in. The telephoto lens and binoculars were set up at the window facing Wolf Mountain, and the white rabbit toffee was always in our pockets, but we had to wait for several days, not to mention that Green did not come back as we expected, and even a wolf paw print could not be seen. Haven't found it near the hut. I still think about the horse-like and wolf-like shadow on the mountain ridge on the first day.Am I wrong in guessing that it is really a horse?At that time, the grassland was empty and there were no horses. How could there be a lone horse?Moreover, there is a fence on the mountain ridge, and the domestic horses are very honest, how could they jump over the fence and leave?The more I think about it, the more likely it is that I am still a lone wolf.Although the shadow of the horse and the shadow of the wolf look similar from a distance, as long as you know the proportions, you will know that it is a horse or a wolf.I decided to go up the mountain, let Yifeng stay in the hut, and use me as a reference to see how big I can be on the mountain ridge. If the shadow that day was taller than me, it was a horse, and smaller than me, it was a wolf. I grabbed my camera and walkie-talkie and set off. However, the vision is perfect, but the reality is bloody. I was so exhausted that I climbed to the top of the mountain, and I was instructed by Yifeng to go forward a little bit and look back a little bit, and after a long time of tossing, Yifeng couldn't tell whether the shadow was bigger than me on the intercom. Still younger than me. "Stupid! Eyes are for blowing your nose!" I was tired and anxious, holding the walkie-talkie and scolding my head and face.Yifeng couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply shut down the phone. "Good boy, go back and deal with you!" I angrily kicked all the rocks around me down the mountain. The stones rolled all the way down the slope, and I suddenly found that there was a little red on the snow halfway up the mountain, which was particularly eye-catching. Is it blood?How can there be blood here?Is there a hunting scene?I regained my energy, sat down and slid down the slope on the snow.After looking at it, I was disappointed. It was just a small piece of red paper under the thin snow, which faded with the melting snow and was soaked like blood.Looking again, a few steps away is the abandoned ruins of Laolang Cave. Isn't this just the scraps of firecrackers that were pulled out before. White excitement!I got up and patted the snow on my buttocks, and walked away.I just walked a few steps, and suddenly my head was "shocked" by a question - no, we came here two months ago, how could the red paper scraps that we took out at that time still float on the ground after so many snows? What about the snow surface?Even if it was blown to the snow by the wind, how could it start to fade now?Had it been recently brought out of the wolf's den? I hurriedly turned around to look at the wolf cave, and tried to enter the cave with my hand. The wind was blowing outside the cave, but there was no wind in the cave.And this week, we have been observing in the hut, and no one has been on the wolf mountain, unless animals come in and out of this hole to bring out the paper residue.However, under the cover of fresh snow, it is difficult to find any animal paw prints.I walked around the wolf cave with an incense ring and searched carefully. There were broken branches on the top of a bush, and there were teeth marks from chewing. This is the way animals mark their territory. If I have a wolf nose, I can smell the mark. the taste of.pity!I keep searching... Hey!Wolf dung!Sure enough, there were wolves here.I was overjoyed, took a photo, put the wolf dung in a plastic bag and put it in my trouser pocket.If a wolf has come and been to the wolf cave, there must be traces of disturbance on the snow at the entrance of the cave. I want to know when he came.I went back to the Wolf Cave. The entrance of the cave was shaded, and the snow here melted slowly.I picked up a handful of snow and rubbed it, and there was mud mixed in it, which is the trace of disturbance.I took out the knife and cut a section of the snow.Usually after the heavy snow on the grassland, the sun will cover the snow surface with a layer of ice skin, and then there will be another snow, and then another layer, and it will be cut longitudinally like a mille-feuille cake. You can see that it has fallen. Several heavy snowfalls.I took a closer look at the section, and found that under the three layers of snow, there was a thin layer of soil, and below that was a thick layer of old snow.Under the old snow, we can only vaguely see the firecracker paper we dropped two months ago. After two months of snow washing and wind blowing, it has long been turned into white paper residue. I calculated that in the past week there had been three heavy snowfalls and one light snowfall, so this wolf should have marked the territory a week ago, explored the cave, dug out the soil from the cave, and scattered it at the entrance of the cave. On the snow surface, this piece of red paper was brought out at that time.And this time happened to be when we saw the shadow on the mountain ridge, and that shadow must be a wolf! At any rate, we are people who have watched more than 700 episodes of "Detective Conan" and read "Sherlock Holmes". This is Grimm's old wolf cave, and I'm glad I can find no evidence that the wolf is Grimm.A week ago, I saw the shadow of the wolf fixed on the mountain ridge for a long time. He should be observing us.As soon as we got to the cabin, there was a wolf watching us, which was a good sign whether he was Green or not.With this exciting news, I ran back to the hut. As soon as the door was pushed open, Yifeng was not at home. He yelled several times in front of and behind the house, but there was no one there.It was chilly in the room, so I picked up a dustpan of dried cow dung, heated up the fire, picked up my mobile phone to call Yifeng while warming the fire. "Where did you go? I have good news for you!" "I'll be home soon, and I have good news for you!" "Oh? What good news?" "I brought back Zeren's puppy. It looks like Green when he was a child." While talking, Yifeng had already gone up the mountain, holding a little furry thing in his arms, Yifeng squeezed his paw and rushed I beckon.I opened the door resignedly, and he made his own way after all. Yifeng probably hopes that this puppy can comfort me.Because we have been back to the hut for more than a week, and there has been no news from Green. The greater the initial expectations, the more disappointment snowballed, and it became heavier and more unbearable day by day.I know my emotions must be very unstable.Although Zeren also persuaded me to raise a dog to guard the house, I have never dared to have one. It's not that I don't like dogs, but I like them too much, so I'm very afraid of the feeling that I'm destined to be separated. Yifeng put the puppy down on the ground. This is a male dog. Yifeng is right. The fur color of this puppy is quite rare in grasslands. Tibetan dogs are mostly black, but this dog’s fur is autumn grass. The color is indeed a bit like wolf fur.But he has small limbs, a short mouth and drooping ears, far from the spirit of a little wolf.The little guy probably froze all the way, sneezing like a dog, and ducking under the stove as soon as he came in.The iron stove was burned red by me. I just yelled "The stove is hot!" Blue smoke was still rising from Mao Jianzi.We were so distressed that we hurriedly applied medicine to him. "Why is this guy so stupid?" Yifeng said, "Well, let's call him Luwang in the future, so as not to forget the pain when the scar is healed." As soon as Daluwang entered the door, I had no time to talk to Yifeng, and now I was finally free. I quickly called up the photos I took on the mountain just now, talked about the analysis at the entrance of the wolf cave, and took out the wolf dung again, full of anticipation Looking at Yifeng carefully. "It would be nice to be able to do the 'professional feces identification'!" Yifeng broke open the wolf dung and took a closer look, wishing to convert his eyes into a microscope, "There are wool, cow hair, bone meal... yo! And two such big front teeth of marmots. Now It’s just April, the snow hasn’t melted, and the grass hasn’t sprouted yet, so the otter woke up a week ago, so early.” Marmots have to hibernate, and the plateau is extremely cold. It usually takes mid-April to see the marmots coming out of their holes one after another.Two days ago I found marmot paw prints on the snow, and I laughed and said that the marmot had come out to sleepwalk. "When the daytime temperature exceeds 12 or 3 degrees, the otter should wake up. It's almost ready to mate in April. Look at this tooth, it's a big male otter. Hehe, the early otter was eaten by wolves, and he can handle such a big marmot , this wolf is not small." "So you can't blame me for not being able to tell the difference between a wolf and a horse." Yifeng finally found an excuse for his blindness. We once saw a particularly large wild wolf passing through a herd of yaks and horses. When the wolf passed by a few horses, by comparison, he was about the size of a medium-sized horse.Some herdsmen described to us that the wolf king they had seen was "as big as a yak". "Do you think it's Green?" I asked Yifeng, "If Green sees us returning to the hut, he should be very excited and run back!" "Whether it is true or not, if it is Green, he may also be distinguishing and observing. After all, other people have lived in the cabin, and our clothes are different from two years ago, and we did not call him. But Even if that wolf shadow is not Green, he is still a wolf member of this territory, if you send a message back, maybe Green will know." My heart skipped a beat: "Then what shall we do next?" "Feeding! I just went to Zeren's place. He had a sheep that froze to death. Let's get the dead sheep and throw it at the foot of the wolf mountain. Is it possible that the lack of food and drink in this snowy day will not attract wolves? As long as there are wolves Come on, let's set up a hidden camera to take a picture, if there is Green, you will know at a glance." "Okay, let's do it!"