Chapter 23 23. Man-made and natural disasters

On July 9th, when we entered the mountain this morning, we felt that the atmosphere on Wolf Mountain was not right! Not long after going up the mountain, Yifeng found a trapped marmot struggling at the entrance of the cave. "This is a new set!" Yifeng let the marmot go, and put the wire set into his backpack. I looked at the motorcycle ruts left by poachers, and the rolling marks on the mud were very clear, and the track that was rolled over in the grass stood upright after a night of recovery, and even dewdrops hung on the grass: "They came here last evening Yes, it didn't run into us."

We rushed to the back mountain where the wolf den was, and observed in the hidden tent for a long time, but no wolf appeared, and the valley was deserted, even marmots and hares disappeared.Has the poacher been to the wolf den? We went down to the wolf's den in the valley.After spending the night at Wolf Mountain the night before and living in peace with the wolves, we are not afraid of the wolves here, let alone they are not at home.We checked the vicinity of the wolf den and found no sign of poachers, so we felt a little more at ease.We stumbled upon a lost walkie-talkie in the valley, long dead.

"Look, my shoes!" On the sand platform in front of the wolf cave was the hiking shoe that Yifeng lost the night before, bitten flat, and it was indeed taken away by wolves. Yifeng picked up the shoes and patted the sand on them, and suddenly I saw something shiny on the shoes. "Don't move!" I snatched up the shoes and observed carefully. On one of the air holes on the upper of the hiking shoes, there was a white and translucent thing inlaid. When facing the sun, it was as bright as a diamond.When the side passes the light, it looks like a broken jade. "What is this?" Yifeng was curious.

"Baby! It's a good thing you didn't shoot it just now." I squatted on the sandy platform, spread out a few paper towels, carefully picked out the baby, held it in the palm of my hand for a closer look. really!This is a deciduous tooth that the wolf doll has lost. It is only the size of a grain of rice, shaped like a fat tea bud, or resembles the character "mountain" in oracle bone inscriptions. There is a small protrusion on each side of the main tooth in the middle. The face is shiny, the cusps are translucent, the front of the teeth is slightly arched outwards, and the back is flat-cut.The roots are short, withered and decayed in the gums, and have a little scarlet in the center.This tooth may be brought down by the little guy embedded in the small eye of the air hole when he gnawed on the Yifeng hiking shoes.

I am so happy!When Green used to change his teeth, I opened his mouth every day, trying to pick up a baby tooth as a souvenir, but after so long, I never knew where this guy hid the missing tooth.Finally, once, I opened the wolf's mouth and found that an incisor was swinging on a trace of flesh on the upper gum, and was about to "defect".I quickly picked up the eyebrow clip to catch this little Fangya, but when Green's tongue waved, he rolled Fangya back to the wolf's mouth, and called back to the "hinterland" with a grunt. At that time, I couldn't get the treasure I was asking for, but I didn't expect to pick one up in front of this wolf's den today.

"What kind of baby is this? Tell me!" I didn't say a word, I checked the shoes inside and out again, and I didn't find any more deciduous teeth.Then I stuffed the shoes to Yifeng, turned my face to the side, took a breath, and finally I was able to speak: "You are fine in everything, but your feet smell a little bit." "But wolves like it. Hehe!" Yifeng's face was quite thick, "I just asked you something! What is this?" "It's the cub's deciduous tooth, the second from the left of the upper front tooth." "Wow! It's all thanks to my shoes!" Yifeng was very proud, "Unfortunately, I don't know which wolf's teeth these are."

"It should be the little one." I doubt even more that the little one might be Hot Mom's adopted son.Scud's front teeth have long since fallen out, and it's time for Fuzai to replace his back teeth.These two cubs change their teeth at the same time. When I was in the hut, I found that the little one was lighter than Fuzai's teeth.Now, his primary front teeth are just starting to fall out... and his tooth replacement time is more than a week later than Fuzai and Scud.He and Fu Zai are not brothers. Little one, whose child are you?Where are you from?What kind of stories have you experienced?

After leaving the wolf's den, we searched the mountain along the trail of motorcycles and found many traps.We cleaned out the wolf traps and snares, took them home and hung them on the sheep pen fence behind the house.We guess that the wolves may have sensed the danger and hid themselves? For several days, patrolling mountains and destroying traps became our main work.When we were tired, we hid in the hidden tents. We could monitor the movement of the wolf dens and avoid confronting the poachers head-on. In this way, we quietly fought a guerrilla with the poachers. They set up traps, and we dismantled the traps.Occasionally I would find new traps installed where we had removed them, the chains of the wolf clips firmly driven into the rocks, and it seemed that the poachers must be very angry at the inexplicable disappearance of the wolf clips.

It has been five days since I watched the wolf den, and the little wolf has never appeared again.We checked around all the wolf caves where Hot Mom used to live, and there were no traces of wolves living there anymore.The spicy mother may have moved out of this mountain, or the cub may have grown to four months old and can wander the grasslands with his parents and learn to hunt. They no longer need a fixed nest, and the clues to the wild wolf family are broken. From the discovery of the cubs in early May to the present, we have guarded the litter for more than two months. The cubs have escaped from poachers once, and they will not easily step into the trap again.It seems that we have completed a task in our hearts, and we are going home in the dark, somewhat relieved and somewhat lost.

The next day, Huoyan and his wife behind the house had been screaming loudly since early in the morning, and they kept flying towards the window. I got up and put on my clothes to check. It turned out that the roof of his nest had been blown over by the strong wind. The four chicks in the first nest of Fire Swallows had already left the nest and flew away. In late June, the pair of Fire Swallows laid four new eggs in the box, and they were hatching during this time. I help them cover the nest again and press it down with big rocks. Looking at the sky, the sun has not penetrated the clouds for a long time, and there is a sultry sauna atmosphere in the air.The heat wave close to the ground swirled over the grass surface, pulling the long grass into pinches of spiral buns.The morning mist seemed to be vaporized before it could dissipate, and steamed into a barrier like a distorting mirror in the hot air, and the surrounding scenery was distorted irregularly with the heat wave.

"What the hell kind of weather is this?" I packed a large bowl of dog food mixed with meat, and looked for stoves inside and outside the house. "I didn't see him when I came back from Wolf Mountain last night." Yifeng lit the stove sleepily, "Don't you go for a walk with wild dogs?" I stood at the door of the house, knocking on the dog food bowl.The big black dog ran towards the sound and stood outside the fence embarrassedly. Since we first arrived in the grassland to feed dead sheep to wolves, we have attracted many wild dogs, and this black dog is one of them.For a while, I saw Luwang playing vigorously with the coal pile through the window. Looking carefully, it turned out that it was the black dog lying on the coal pile. Her fur was so dark that she could only tell by baring her teeth.Later, we stopped feeding, and the wild dogs dispersed, but this black dog still came without delay, and came every day in time for meals.Luwang has a superior life and never protects food. Anyway, there is plenty of food, and there is always something left for the black dog.The relationship between the two dogs is good. At this moment, the big black dog looked at the rice bowl in my hand and wagged its tail, waiting for me to give it food. "The stove is booming, dinner is ready!" I knocked on the rice bowl and looked around.Strange, why is the black dog here today, Lu Wang doesn't even know how to be active when eating.I knocked on the rice bowl and yelled at the black dog: "Go, call Luwang, let's eat together." The black dog had its tail between its legs and its head was lowered. Yifeng came out the door with the ashes in his hand: "Don't knock, you can feed her first, Luwang will come back when he's hungry. You pack up your tools, we have to mend the roof. It's going to be a bad day in this weather." It's raining heavily." He said and walked behind the sheepfold.Our ashes are dumped in the lee behind the sheepfold, and we make sure that there are no sparks, so as not to scatter the grassland with the wind and cause a fire. I put the food bowl in the yard, grabbed a piece of meat and threw it in front of the black dog.Just about to enter the house, I suddenly heard Yifeng shouting behind the sheepfold. I rushed over to have a look, and I was blinded! There was blood everywhere behind the sheepfold, and Lu Wang's bloody corpse hung upside down on the fence of the sheepfold, with his skull shattered and brains spilling out.He had been skinned, leaving only his head and four paws with fur. His naked body was covered with bruises, and a clot of blood still hung from his slit throat. Yifeng gritted his teeth and took off Luwang's body: "The skin has dried up. He was killed when we went to Langshan yesterday. I didn't see him when I came back last night. I thought he was out to play." "Who did it!" I was filled with grief and indignation. I never expected that before I went out yesterday, I saw Lu Wang who was still alive and kicking, and now I found out that he was tortured and killed in front of the house.Who will come here?Why kill the dog? "It was the poachers. They took the wolf trap we hung here." Yifeng clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, "Killing a dog on the grassland is killing the owner, and the stove is a knife for us. The poachers are warning, We're next. Now they're coming and we don't even know who the opponent is." These people killed Luwang, but they didn't smash the house and break the door. Maybe they didn't know the situation inside the house through the curtains, and didn't know that there were valuable equipment inside.Moreover, the hut belongs to Ze Renxiu, which belongs to the herdsmen's property. Maybe the poachers just warned us this time, but they didn't want to offend the ranch owner Ze Renxiu, so they didn't smash the house.Then they know our details pretty well. We were too careless, thinking it was safe here, and hanging those wolf clips here.The poachers may have first discovered that all the wolf traps they lost were here. Maybe when the poachers came to take away the wolf traps, Lu Wang was still desperately defending the house and barking at them, so the anger of the poachers was directed at Lu Wang. . Luwang is too weak, I dare not think about his tragic death.We killed him. With tears in my eyes, I buried Luwang on the hillside.He was only five months old, but he got killed because of us.I think of Luwang being carried home by Yifeng when he was a little bit young, thinking of Luwang getting his fur burnt off the stove, thinking of Luwang always happily running to hug our legs every day when we go home...the warm life lingering around our feet , gone, gone. I'm sorry Luwang... The black clouds approached, and roars continued to be heard between the sky and the earth.Noon was as dark as night.A bright light flashed outside the window, followed by a thunderclap that made the window frame buzz and tremble.After lightning and thunder, it began to rain cats and dogs outside.The bean-sized raindrops hit the glass, the roof, the fence, and the stove, making different sounds, and these sounds mixed together, like a deep requiem.In the courtyard outside the window, the rice bowl in the stove was filled with rainwater, the dog food was washed everywhere, the empty chains and collars hanging on the fence were whipped in the strong wind, and the ragdoll dog in the stove was drowned in the mud In , everything is still there, only their owners are missing. The stray black dog huddled by the fence, letting the rain wash over his body. On July 11, heavy rain fell. We were looking forward to the heavy rain when it first started, because the grassland has been dry for a long time.We moved out all the basins and containers to collect rain and store water to relieve our thirst for more than half a month. Unexpectedly, the torrential rain was ten times more violent than we expected, and it continued underground for three days and three nights.The surrounding dry land was swamped, and the hut was filled with a gloomy and stale atmosphere.The thick prayer flags and masts were blown off, and cow dung baskets, folding stools, large umbrellas for sunshade, buckets for catching rain, solar panels, satellite pots, tents... as long as an adult could move them, they were all destroyed. The wind blows away. The strong wind tore several big holes in the roof, and the cow dung and mud plastered the walls were also washed and peeled off by the rain. It rained heavily outside and lightly rained inside the house. I wrap all camera gear and electrical appliances in plastic wrap and plastic bags to keep out the rain.Without solar power, stored electricity runs out.The rain pouring down the chimney extinguished the fire, and the hearth was full of water, and the stored cow dung was soaked, making it impossible to light a fire for cooking, and the two could only eat dry food.The ground, table, and bed are full of pots, pans, and pans that catch the rain. Even when you sleep, you have to put the pots on your body to catch the water, and you dare not turn over.The clothes in the cabinet and the bedding on the bed can all be wrung out of water, and the hut has become a water prison. At night, we can only put a few warm pieces in the underwear. The baby lies on the wet bed, insisting that he must not catch a cold! As long as the rain is a little weaker, Yifeng will climb up to the roof to repair the leak, and I will shovel out the accumulated water in the house one by one. No electricity, no hot water, no food, unable to go out, life is in trouble.The sky and the ground are still water, and there is no light at the end of the sky, and the hut is like a lone boat floating in a stormy sea, which may capsize at any time. In the evening of the third day, the rain slowed down slightly, but the wind became harder and harder.We looked at the ceiling and walls with apprehension, wondering if the hut with a single brick wall was strong enough. The birds under the eaves were even more desperate than us. The adult birds had been unable to go out to look for food for several days, and the young birds were so hungry that they crawled out of the nest, chirping and whining, and the young birds fell to their deaths inside and outside the house.I sprinkled a handful of rice outside the window, and the famished sparrows rushed to snatch the food immediately. As soon as it took off, several sparrows were swept up by the strong wind and smashed hard on the glass window, smashing into a ball of blood. "You can't feed like this!" Yifeng scattered rice and dried minced meat in the house, and opened a corner of the tarpaulin under the eaves, so that the birds could fly into the room to feed. I am especially concerned about the pair of fire swallows behind the house who often send us warning letters.Yifeng originally wanted to bring their nest boxes into the house to shelter from the rain, but this kind of bird has a strong temperament and likes to live freely in the blue sky and green fields.They can build nests close to folk houses, and they can also live and help each other, but they must not be locked up.Once trapped, they will not eat or drink until they die.I stuffed a large handful of dried meat mince into the fire swallow's nest box to give them something to eat while their eggs were hatching. The stray black dog couldn't stand the hunger, and climbed out of the window against the wind to beg for food.Such a scene is easily reminiscent of Noah's Ark, and our "boat" can only shelter birds and stray dogs. We don't know how wild animals such as wolves, foxes and black-necked cranes can escape this catastrophe.The little wolf and the little fox can still drill holes and run away with the mother beast. The crane's nest is uncovered, so what about the eggs of the black-necked crane? In the midst of anxiety, a motorcycle horn sounded on the hillside. We were nervous for a while, it won't rain so much, poachers will come again?Yifeng picked up the shovel, and I wiped off the fog on the glass with my cuff, my eyes widened. A Tibetan man skidded all the way to the hut on a motorcycle, followed by a man on horseback.Thank goodness it's Zeren and Tashi! "Pack up your things and evacuate quickly!" Tashi took off his scarf as soon as he entered the house, squeezed a handful of water, and urged, "Quick! Only take the important things, and I will take you out around the mountain road. While it is raining now, we will go out again." Slow down, you won't be able to get out!" "It's raining so hard?!" We didn't expect herdsmen to come to meet us in the heavy rain. I was grateful and startled, so I grabbed a bunch of napkins and handed them to Zeren to wipe his nosebleeds. "Maybe the rain will stop tomorrow." It's..." "There is no possibility, let's go now! The rain is so fierce! We almost couldn't get in." Zeren was covered in mud, with many bruises on his face. It seemed that he had fallen hard along the way. They will all be trapped here!" We realize that the situation is serious, so we don't say much, put away the materials and important equipment, pack up the bed, and leave! The off-road vehicle skidded and got stuck on the steep and muddy hills, and almost rolled over several times.Fortunately, Tashi and Zeren pulled the car out of the mountain with motorcycles and horses.Yifeng gripped the steering wheel tightly, sweating profusely. Along the way, we realized that this rare torrential rain had become a disaster.Some cattle and sheep are stuck in the swamp waiting to die, and no one can drag them out.I don't know which car's door was blown away, and it was rolling on the side of the pasture road.The bridge leading to the core area was washed away, and the mud embankment along the river was continuously swept away by the flood.We managed to get on the highway into the city. Car accidents caused by wind and rain abounded. The reinforced concrete Heihe Bridge was in danger, and cars dared not pass it. We couldn't enter the county seat, so we had to go back the same way and go to Zeren Yuanmu's house to take shelter. Zeren's family is on Yuanmu. Zerenyuan Mushang’s house is a house of wood and stone structure, with log beams and floors, and thick brick and stone exterior walls, which are mainly used to resist the severe cold in winter.The house is about 100 square meters, divided into three side by side, but there is no fixed bedroom and living room. The room where the stove is located is the living room, kitchen and bedroom.The hostess Renzin Wangmo is also a restless person. Even if she often lives in this house in winter, she likes to move the simple furniture around from time to time and play nomadic in the house.So which house they live in, just need to see which side of the house has a chimney that smokes. It rained so much on the first day that it was too late to pitch a tent.Zeren's family, Tashi and us, a total of ten or so people, spread quilts on the log floor of Zeren's house.Yifeng and I were closest to the stove, and the quilt was dried quickly.For a few days, we finally got a good night's sleep in a dry environment. When I got up early, I habitually mixed dog rice, and then suddenly remembered that Lu Wang was gone long ago, and I felt sad again. Outside the window, the wind was weakening, and the rain was picking up again. It is said that the seven fox neighbors near Zeren’s house moved their nests before the rainstorm, and the caves in the plain are easy to be filled with water. The mother fox had a premonition of this natural disaster. The black-necked crane's nest is not far from Zeren's home, and Yifeng and I have been thinking about their unhatched crane eggs.Two eggs from the first nest of black-necked cranes were stolen, and the pair of crane eggs were about to hatch in a few days, so there should be no mistakes at this critical time.We both wrapped up our raincoats and rode to visit. The water bubble is swollen! Looking over on horseback, the surveillance camera we installed at the parallel position of the crane's nest before the heavy rain has been submerged underwater.But the crane's nest is still slightly higher than the water surface, which shows that the black-necked cranes have been desperately building their nests these days.But the water is rising faster than they can build their nests. The wet black-necked cranes seemed to have lost weight, and they were in a panic to protect their nests and save their eggs.The bottom of the crane egg is soaked in water, if it is not rescued, it will die in the egg. I was in a hurry to take off my shoes and go into the water, our first reaction was to fish out the crane eggs!It is easy for a man to pick up a crane's egg and hold it in his arms, but not for a bird.But after wading, I realized that the water was as deep as my chest, and the bottom of the water had been severely softened. My legs were stuck in the mud, and the aquatic plants bound my feet. I couldn't walk or swim, and people couldn't get in.The catastrophe of overthrowing the nest is just around the corner, and I can't even help them with a little effort.Moreover, the black-necked cranes who have lost a nest of eggs may not understand human rescue behavior. Even if I take the risk to take out the eggs, if the crane couple mistakenly think that the crane eggs have been stolen again, they will abandon the nest and we will not be able to hatch. Xiaohe.I crawled back to the shore covered in mud and sighed anxiously. The male cranes fly over and over again to shallow water to carry the grass back to their nests, while the female cranes spread their wings to cover the eggs from the rain, while rushing to build nests to compete with the heavy rain for time. If we can help a little, Yifeng and I pulled off the long grass on the bank by the whole, crumpled it into a ball and threw it near the crane's nest. It was soon discovered that these grass balls were nesting materials, and they immediately picked up a nearby nest. However, no matter how hard everyone works together, nothing will happen.The nest is built centimeter by centimeter high, but the water surface is rising inch by inch.The water gradually sinks into the nest, and the newly added grass balls are floating and free on the water surface without the soil being compacted. The anxious female crane tried to pick up the egg, but the slender beak of the crane was like a foreigner picking up a glass ball with chopsticks, which was not strong at all. I was so anxious that I turned around, God, give them a pair of hands, even if there is a wolf's mouth, they can take refuge with the child!God is silent, and the only answer to us is the sound of the wind and rain and the heart-wrenching cranes.The hatching days are when birds are most helpless.The black-necked cranes can fly far away, but they did not leave. For the sake of the only remaining child and the last hope of reproduction this year, they would rather use their most vulnerable side to resist the disaster. Exhausted, the male crane flies back to the nest with the last clump of grass in his mouth, examining the pair of eggs in despair.Suddenly, he rubbed the female crane's neck vigorously with his soft head and raised his head to the sky to cry.The female crane trembled all over and looked at her husband in horror. After standing in the rain for a while, she bent her neck and leaned against the male crane's back, spreading her wings and singing sadly.After the mourning song stopped, she finally buried her head and turned the crane eggs one by one with her beak, reluctant to let go, as if she was making the most difficult decision in her life.That expression was so human, like two children being crushed in the ruins during a major earthquake, the cruel reality forced their mother to ask, you can only save one, who do you choose? Yifeng and I could smell pain every time we breathed, and the sound of wind and rain was silent for it.The female crane's beak touches this child and touches that child, and it is difficult to choose.The male crane resolutely pushed the egg on the left to the female crane, and he probably chose the one that could break the egg earlier.The female crane took a last look at the child lying on the right, and together with the male crane, she picked up the egg with a higher hope of survival, carefully lifted it under her wings, supported the egg with her head, tucked it under the wings, and clamped it tightly. .They maintained such a fragile posture, like dry lotus swaying in the wind, standing tremblingly on the water.This is the only chance they can grab in a desperate situation. There is a kind of frailty called strength. The other egg was gradually submerged in the spray, slowly, slowly sinking with the loose nest.The claws of the female crane dug into the mud and shrank and shrank, like the palms of human beings clenched in pain. I watched as the eggs in the nest sank, I threw myself into the water with beating my chest and tried to rescue them, but I was dragged back to the shore by Yifeng: "I can't go! If you startle them and drop the egg again, it will be over..." I closed my eyes and wept, unable to bear to watch any more. In the rain, all the colors are quiet, and the jade-like figure on Haoyuan Woye remains motionless, frozen into a painting, hanging in my heart.How long can they last, I pray that the heavy rain will stop soon, I don't know if there are tears falling under the wings, human beings can't see their sorrow.As the old saying goes, "Husbands and wives are originally birds of the same forest, and when disaster strikes, they fly separately." In reality, we have seen countless couples separated for no reason, but we have never seen a pair of birds in trouble fly separately.Regardless of man-made disasters or natural disasters, they are always inseparable, and no matter how many rivers and mountains there are, they always stay and fly together.No matter how difficult it is to survive and reproduce, they still embrace the unhatched flesh and blood and never give up.This is home... Xiaohe, those three brothers have already left. If you can peck this world alive, you must remember that your parents love you so much! We evacuated in a hurry, except for the SLR, small video camera and notebook, most of the equipment and equipment were left in the wolf mountain hut.Although I wrapped the equipment tightly against moisture when it first rained, we were still worried because we hadn’t had time to repair the roof before the heavy rain came. If the hut leaked, the equipment would get wet.When the rain weakened, we put on our raincoats and rode back to watch. When we returned to Wolf Mountain through the mud, we were dumbfounded—our hut collapsed! The hut is built against the mountain, with only a wall foundation less than half a meter deep in the ground, and it is supported by six round wooden pillars. The heavy rain for several days has soaked the mountain, and these foundations have long been weak. .Before we came, we were worried about rain leakage, but we didn't expect the whole house to collapse.Camera equipment, aerial cameras, and various daily necessities were all smashed to pieces and soaked in the water. Yifeng and I stood in front of the ruins, surprised!Scared!If we were one step late, we would be buried in the house. There was a strange smell in the wind, and there was a fishy smell in the humid air.Oops, those birds under our roof! We hurriedly lifted the bricks and tiles, nest after nest of birds died under the ruins, there were no eggs under the nest, and feathers of various colors were scattered in the muddy water. During this period of time, we were very sad. Green was not found, Luwang was killed, the eggs of the black-necked crane were flooded, and now the house collapsed. Our animal companions in the hut were dead and scattered. Suddenly there was a sense of family ruin. Thinking back to the half a year of searching for Green, in the prairie and in the Wolf Mountain, there were only the two of us alone, and I would cry when I think about it.Now more than seven months have passed, there has been no news from Green, and all the tools we can use to find him are gone. What else can we do here? Cleaning up the mess in the rain, my head felt hot and dizzy. When the two of us lifted a whole piece of the broken wall behind the house, it was even more confusing—the nest box of the fire swallow was pressed under the broken wall.When the lid of the box was opened, the female Fire Swallow was protecting a nest of broken eggs and was still in the hatching position. The male Fire Swallow half-opened its wings to cover the body of the female bird and the children. Squashed along with the nest. The strong wind lifted my rain hat, and the rain poured on my burning forehead and turned into mist.I sat on the broken wall, feeling powerless. Our prairie hut, surrounded by those flying elves seems to have happened yesterday, but now it is so far away.The gap between heaven and hell made it impossible for me to bear such a blow.In an instant, a lot of past events surged in my heart, and it seemed that all the memories were washed away by the heavy rain. I didn't think about anything, I just wanted to cry, and I wanted to cry loudly. The heartache and despair at that moment almost destroyed my heart. will.I didn't cry when the house collapsed; I didn't cry when the equipment was destroyed; "I want to go home!" My eyes were straight and hard, and tears rolled in my eyes. "Where are you going?" "Go back to Chengdu, go back to my parents, I don't want to stay here for a second! I want to go home!" Grievance, anger, depression, pessimism... My chest is so stuffy that I'm about to explode. There's nothing left. What are we doing here? Yifeng was at a loss, no matter what he tried to persuade, I just said: "I want to go home!" "Okay, okay, listen to you, go home..." Yifeng smoothed his wet hair and sat next to me. He searched all over his pockets but couldn't find a dry tissue, so he took out his underwear cuff and wiped it. Wiping the rain from my face, I sighed, "To be honest, I want to go home too, but I never knew where home was until I lived in this cabin with you and Green, and I felt that this was home in my heart." "Yifeng's eyes were bloodshot, "You know I'm an orphan, and my parents left when I was four years old. I haven't experienced what it's like to hide in my parents' arms and cry when I'm desperate. If you think my shoulders are still reliable, Just cry." The teardrops I held back broke, and I threw myself into Yifeng's arms, crying like a child... I don't know how long I cried before I stopped sobbing.Touching his forehead, he had a low-grade fever.My head was dizzy, but my mood stabilized a little. Yifeng knew that I wanted to be strong, so instead of looking at my red and swollen eyes, he pointed to the ruins and said to me: "Look there, I've been paying attention to him for a long time, that sparrow is going in and out under the solar panel. If you cry When it's over, let me go and have a look." I pulled Yifeng's undershirt, finally wiped away my tears, and let go of Yifeng. Yifeng walked to the solar panel and gently lifted the cover. Under the heavy solar panel was the glass fiber tiles that covered the roof. A bird's nest, the bottom of the bird's nest is floating on the water surface. Thanks to the support of the roof cloth, the bird's nest is not washed away by the rain.There is a fledgling sparrow in the nest, and the big sparrow keeps flying in and out, picking up the swollen rice in the ruins to feed his young birds. "When you were crying, I watched him for a long time. He was the only male bird, and the female bird might be gone. In other words, the family is ruined, but the father is still insisting. If he faces this catastrophe When a disaster strikes, treat it with a different attitude, thinking that the child will be soaked in the water anyway and cannot be rescued. If you just fly by yourself, then you will really lose everything. Every life is not easy, even if it is an ordinary bird. He can no longer be an ordinary sparrow. If he perseveres, a miracle will appear, and we are here, which is his hope." Yifeng looked at my red eyes from crying, and smiled slightly: "When you look at other people's pain, you won't feel how great your own injury is. A bird father never gives up hope, you wolf mother will not be defeated, right? ?In fact, this world is not so cruel, but suddenly too many negative emotions are stuck in your heart. Escape is not the way, be brave, if this place makes you despair, then plant hope back in place. Fire Although the Yan family is dead, at least the four young birds in their first nest have successfully hatched, and their lives are continuing. Maybe after we repair the house, their offspring will fly back to build nests here, and follow them We are neighbors, and we even report to us. What do you think?" I didn't answer Yifeng's words, although I had cried enough and understood the truth of what Yifeng said, but it was not easy to get over this muscle all at once. I silently took a piece of wood and placed it under the sparrow nest. Even if the rain rose again, the wood board would keep the nest floating on the water.I pray in my heart: Daddy Bird, come on, I don’t know where my hope is, but I can give you your hope. In Zeren Yuanmu's hut, Zhaxi and Zeren couple gathered around the fire to watch the equipment we cleaned up. "You can't go back," Zeren said. "The mudslide in Wenchuan cut off the road! More than 2,000 people were stuck in the tunnel waiting for rescue. There was no way to get through under such heavy rain. On the grassland , at least you are lucky that you are okay! Since you can’t leave, just stay at ease!” "Yeah, it's more dangerous on the way back. Stay here, we'll help you. When we're together, we won't be afraid of the rain no matter how heavy it is." Tashi said, "When I gather all the people in the village, I'll tell everyone, Help us find Green." Renzeng Wangmo cooked me a bowl of ginger soup and warmed it in the palm of my hand. "Drink it while it's hot. Your face is burning red. You are most afraid of catching a cold when you are in the rain. You can't go out in heavy rain. You must not get sick. I can fully understand your feelings. The nest of the fire swallow is because you just arrived in the grassland. We built it for them together. Life on the grassland is born and dies, and they will be reincarnated after death. They just returned to the sky. Do you remember my old dog Moto, last time you saw He. I took him with me when I got married. At that time, Motuo was still a milk dog. He had been with me for twenty years, and he was older than my son. He left the house by himself before it rained. Far, far away." Rigzin Wangmo's eyes welled up with tears, "I know he will never come back. But I believe he will find me again in the next life. We believe in reincarnation, and so do you. To see more life, the black-necked crane has another egg that is about to hatch, and the fox family has moved to the nest in time. Those who can persist and are smart will stay. This is how the grassland weeds out life. If you can't let go of life and death, yours The spirit will break." The fully charged phone received a call as soon as it was turned on. It was Mr. "Old Wolf" Jiang Rong: "I'm so anxious, I haven't been able to contact you for a few days. I have been following your news! It is said that the rain disaster has lasted for 60 years." No, are you all right?" "We're fine, we're fine." Yifeng hurriedly winked at me, signaling me to cheer up, and to tell the old man only good news, not bad news, "We've been raining for many days here, and the solar energy can't store much electricity, so we just I didn't charge my phone, which made you worry." "It's fine, I can't get through to your phone all the time, I'm so worried that I can't sleep." Lao Lang breathed a sigh of relief.Since we arrived in the grassland, the old wolf has called almost every week to ask if there is any news about Green. He misses Green as he misses his own child.He has always cared about our situation in the grasslands, used his experience of living in the grasslands of Inner Mongolia as a reference for us, and encouraged us to look for clues.During the days when we were observing the wolf dens in the Wolf Mountain, there was almost no mobile phone signal. He was also in such a hurry, for fear that we would encounter poachers again. "How is the litter of pups?" asked the old wolf. "They left the Wolf Mountain Valley collectively around July 9th. On July 10th, we found that poachers had entered the mountain. We were surprised at the time. How could the wolves count the poachers to enter the mountain? They also know how to evacuate in advance. Looking back now, it may be that they had a premonition that there was a major change in the weather, and it was not suitable to stay in the valley. The shouting of the wolves that night may have been the wolves telling each other that the rain was coming, and everyone evacuated to a safe place. and go to the place where the streams in the valley are now full of mud." "Yes, wolves are very sensitive to changes in the weather. Did you confirm the suspicion that Green was among the wolves you mentioned last time?" "The wolves have already withdrawn, and the clues are completely broken...Green may not be found." I still couldn't help but speak from my heart, the greater the hope for the old man, the greater the disappointment. Big, it takes less than half a year to walk around the grassland on foot. We have found all the places Green can go, even if he is still alive, on such a big grassland, there is no location, no tracker, only two people want to The probability of finding a wolf whose whereabouts are unknown is almost zero. Even if it is easier to find a needle in a haystack, at least the needle is fixed there..." “可是那根针不会反过来找你们啊，”老狼说，“为什么不换一条思路想想呢，你在寻找的动物往往会先找到你，这是人和狼互相的牵挂，你们经过的地方都留下了气息，狼鼻子多灵啊，说不定哪天他就来敲你们的门了。你们之前一直在满山乱找，有点盲目，得改变一下方法，比如巡山一次留下人味儿了，回家就多等几天，这样没那么辛苦，才能打持久战。” “我们不怕苦，可是怕没有希望。我们在狼山待了两个月，如果他真在狼群里，肯定早就找到我们了。格林还在这片山脉可能都是我们一厢情愿的猜测，万一格林早就没了呢？我们等得再久也毫无意义。” “怎么能说毫无意义呢！就算没有找到格林，可是你们来到草原已经救了一只大狼两只小狼的命啊！福仔、小不点，他们能活下来，这不是意义吗？又有新的小狼记得你们啊。而且你们还记录下了一窝狼的生活，知道了披着羊皮的狼是真的，知道了秃鹫剥不开马皮得请狼来帮忙，还拍下了那么多濒危野生动物的珍贵镜头，这不都是意义吗？你们告诉我的故事连我都没经历过，又有几个人能跟野狼亲密接触，能亲眼看见野外的狼群是怎么生活的？连我这个老狼都很羡慕你们啊。如果我年轻一点，我也会跟你们上去。你呀，不能因为你收获的不是你最想要的，就全盘否定。多少读者都盼着你们的消息，我们固然最希望听到格林的消息，但是你们在草原的所有经历，狼群的点点滴滴都是我们想知道的。何况找格林的希望并没断绝，就算格林不在了，后山那窝小狼都需要你们，说不定大雨后，他们还会回山里去，你们把他们守护长大，那都是你们留在草原的意义。我们不仅仅挂念格林，也关心狼群，更关心这片草原的命运，这是大命啊。已经坚持七个月了，不要轻言放弃。” 我欲言又止，直到收线也没好对老狼说出口——我们的器材全毁了，也没法记录了，以前有高科技设备的时候都找不到格林，现在……我们怎么来找他？ . 亦风拍拍我的肩：“不怕，休息休息，我们从头再来。” 吃过药躺了两天，我退烧了，也终于想通了。 我和亦风开始清理带回来的器材，修理、研究、改装，亦风精通电路和摄像仪器，我擅长航模、四驱车等各种模型和手工制作，人这一辈子学过的东西总有一天会用到的。我们根据在草原的拍摄经验和实际情况，自己做需要的设备，我打算做几个可以远程遥控的隐蔽摄像机。也许毁掉是给重来创造机会。 寻找格林……尽人力听天命，如果老天开眼，能遇见固然是好，如果是我们预测不到的结局，也只能面对。