In fact, strictly speaking, the location of the police dog nursing home can only be regarded as a low hill at best, not a mountain. There is no water source on the mountain, the road is not easy to walk, there is no development value, and it has not been contracted.

Fu Tao pushed the wheelbarrow through the sparse deciduous forest and came to a leeward clearing.

The surrounding area is very quiet, and there are some small trees planted in the clearing, the thickest ones are like the small arms of adults, and the thinnest ones are about the thickness of the wrists, which are weak compared to the deciduous trees that have grown around them for a long time.

In front of each small tree is a slightly bulging dirt bag, and a wooden sign is nailed to the waist of the tree.

Fu Tao pushed the wheelbarrow to stop, found a suitable position to support the car, lifted the plastic sheet, silently picked up the shovel and began to shovel the soil.

Zhang Zi'an walked to the side of the small tree and saw that the wooden signs were written on them, marking the date of birth and death, service unit and service location of each police dog buried here, some of the information is incomplete, or it may be out of the need for confidentiality, the location of the service unit is written "unknown", but at least the name of the police dog is written.

He roughly counted about seven or eight small trees like this nailed with wooden signs.

The ground in winter was frozen very hard, Fu Tao was not young, even digging with a shovel, and after a while, he was out of breath, his breathing was very heavy, and his forehead was sweaty.

"Master Fu, you rest for a while, I'll come. Zhang Zi'an took off his coat, hung it on a branch, and walked over from the side.

Fu Tao stuck the shovel on the dug up mound and stared at him suspiciously, because he looked like an ordinary person who was not strong, similar to those young white-collar workers in the city, not like he had done rough work and heavy work, so Fu Tao was very worried, don't twist his waist or break his foot if he can't help, it will be troublesome, and he will be pushed back in the wheelbarrow......

Zhang Zi'an didn't say much, pulled up the shovel, jumped into the shallow pit dug by Fu Tao, went down with a shovel, scooped up a piece of soil, raised it to the ground, and then dug again.

Fu Tao thought that he would shout tired if he couldn't dig a few times, but he didn't expect that the more he dug, the more energetic he became, every movement was full of strength, and his breathing was very even and stable. Zhang Zi'an didn't use force at first, but gradually mastered the method, the rhythm of shoveling and lifting soil was rhythmic, and his expression even looked a little relaxed.

His body is stronger than Fu Tao imagined, thanks to the training under the supervision of Lao Cha in the past six months.

But......

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

"Motto!Motto!quack!"

Richard curled up in the hood of Zhang Zi'an's coat, and kept making noise next to him.

"What is this parrot talking about? What kind of peach is it? It wants to eat a peach?" Fu Tao wiped the sweat from his head with his sleeve and asked curiously.

Zhang Zi'an: "......" is really embarrassing!

He waved the shovel at Richard menacingly, and it only stopped for a moment, but it wasn't long before the old mistake returned.

“Sigai！”

“Sigai！Motto！”

It shouts out common lines from small Japanese movies in a variety of ways.

Fina and the snow lion crouched lazily on a long stone, yawning boredly. It's good that they didn't complain about anything, and they can't be expected to help Zhang Zi'an and Fu Tao dig the soil.

π looked left and right in the sparse woods, found the thickest tree, the most branches, and seemed the best to climb, and tried to climb it on all fours.

This is the first time it has climbed a tree, and although it is not really a monkey, it still has some monkey instincts in it.

Fu Tao, who was resting, saw it, "Hey, your monkey is climbing a tree, don't you care about it?"

"π, be careful, hold on tight, don't fall off. Zhang Zi'an looked up and saw that π had already climbed halfway, and said loudly.

"Squeak. ”

π freed up a hand and gestured to indicate that it was fine, but it made him more worried.

"Why don't you call it back?" Fu Tao reminded, "Maybe it won't come back if it runs away." ”

"It's okay, let it play, it'll come back when you've had enough. Zhang Zi'an smiled, very confident. It's normal for Fu Tao to have this doubt, but π is not an ordinary monkey after all.

"Whatever you want, but if it disappears, I won't help you find it. Fu Tao snorted, said no more, with an expression of "don't listen to the old man, suffer in front of you", as if he concluded that π would definitely run away and not come back.

Xinghai noticed a flock of sparrows not far away, rummaging through the fallen leaves for seeds and nuts, and meowed and chased after them.

As soon as the sparrows saw the attack of natural predators, they immediately took off en masse, chirped in the air for several weeks, and landed on the branches of nearby trees, as if reluctant to leave, preferring to live next to natural predators, probably in winter food shortages, and this inaccessible place has many tree species to feed on.

When the sea of stars ran a little farther, the sparrows flew down again, turning the fallen leaves and grass in search of food.

Xinghai meowed and meowed again and killed a horse pistol, and the sparrows took off again, and the two sides had a lot of fun......

Richard hid his face with his wings, and couldn't bear to look at these people with almost negative IQs.

π climbed higher and higher, and found a hidden nest at the branch of a certain branch, and there was no bird in the nest, only an oval-shaped bird's egg. The eggshells are covered with light gray spots and turquoise, dried bird droppings.

The bird generally does not lay eggs in winter, π scratches its head, it does not know what kind of bird lays eggs, its books are left in the car, and there is no way to look it up. It is not worried that the book will be lost, because there is old tea in the car, and no one can take the book, and even if it does, it will not be able to read it.

It turned its head to look left and right, and what about the female who laid the egg?

And where do the male mates of female birds go?

After searching for it without success, π blinked and stared at the lone egg.

Perhaps the female who laid the egg had already flown away to the far, warm south for the winter.

Perhaps both the female and the male have been killed by the air guns of nearby villagers.

Of course, the biggest possibility is that both the female and the male have flown out to feed, after all, food is hard to find in winter and may need to fly far away.

Thinking of this, π slipped down from the tree again, ran and jumped to find Zhang Zi'an's coat hanging on the branch, fumbled through the coat pocket for a while, and took out a handful of nuts, all of which were pure nuts, which were Richard's snacks.

π's palms are small, and they can't grab many nuts in one handful.

"What are you going to do, trying to steal Uncle Ben's things?" asked Richard warily when he saw what it was doing.

"Squeak!"

π defended himself with gestures and pointed to the bird's nest in the tree.

Richard rolled his dark eyes, "It's okay to give it to you, but after you go back, you have to find a way to pay Uncle Ben twice...... No, five times as much!"

"Squeak. ”

π nodded, climbed back into the tree again, sprinkled the nuts in his hand into the nest, and pressed the dead grass covering the nest more tightly, to keep the egg warm, and at the same time to prevent other birds from discovering the nest, or even further occupying the nest.

When the egg-laying parents come back from foraging, these plump nuts are sure to surprise them.

Now the temperature has picked up a bit, and it is not as cold as it was at its coldest. If the chicks in this egg are lucky, they may be able to emerge from their shells to welcome the arrival of spring.

π looked up, it was getting darker and darker, and its position was very close to the top of the tree, but the trunk was getting thinner, softer, and harder to climb.

It continues to climb upwards and learns to use its tail to keep its balance and hook it to a branch where it is unstable to prevent it from falling, which is the correct way to use its tail.

It didn't take long for π to finally climb to the top of the tree.

It held the trunk of the tree firmly and looked down from the top of the tree, very high and far away.

Zhang Zi'an, who was digging the soil, and Fu Tao, who was standing next to him, had become very small, Fina and the snow lion had become two hairballs, one yellow and one white, and Richard, who was constantly noisy, was so small that it was almost invisible, only its voice was still hoarse and loud, very penetrating.

Looking further afield, the gray-white roof of the police dog nursing home can be seen in the bare canopy, and the car parked in the courtyard looks like a shiny turtle shell. The lights were on in the room, and from time to time someone stopped in front of the window, leaving a black silhouette.

As the sun sets over the distant mountains, twilight envelops the coastal city near the horizon, and the usually bustling city looks like a tired beast resting and regaining its life tomorrow morning.

Firecrackers rang out in nearby villages, and the New Year's atmosphere grew stronger.

Hula!

In the woods not far away, the group of sparrows that were startled by the sea of stars flapped their wings like black-pressed flies and took off again, this time without falling.

As the sun sets and night is approaching, the sparrows, who suffer from congenital night blindness, seem to sense that time is not on their side, so they no longer want to play the cat-and-mouse game, and fly en masse in the direction of Marina City, where there is more food to find in the garbage bags of the residential area.

They finally figured it out, there is no grass at the end of the world, why bother looking for it here.

Xinghai chased in the direction of the sparrow flying away for a while, and finally returned happy.

As it passed under the tree where π was, it looked up and squinted at π.

π beckoned to it and motioned for it to come up and play together and watch the scenery together.

Xinghai shook his head, but instead raised one of his front paws and beckoned to π, signaling for it to come down.

Although the view from the high place is very wide and the scenery is good, π still has a certain indescribable feeling in his heart, he wants to say something, he wants to yell a few times, maybe this is the reason why ancient poets always like to chant poetry when climbing the mountain, like Richard chanted before "Brother Distant Knowledge, Everywhere Dogwood is one less person" or something...... But the wind at the top of the tree was a little strong, and it was quite cold, and it was not interesting to stay by myself, so π went back to the tree with his hands and feet.