… Zhou Jiu is still on his own......

Didn't get up.

Xu Lao reluctantly climbed into the car, dug Zhou Jiu out of the nest, and took him outside the carriage.

They are about to enter Changbai Province, the grass and trees are sparse, the leaves are thin, and the scenery is indeed quite cold and beautiful.

Xu Lao took a deep breath: "The winter air still smells unique, and it coldly penetrates the chest, and the whole person is awake." What about you, are you sober?"

Zhou Jiu stood firm in the icy air for less than two seconds, turning his head and fluttering to fly in the carriage.

However, Xu Lao pressed Zhou Jiu's claws with one hand, and Zhou Jiu was immediately pressed down.

Zhou Jiu: I don't think I'm sober, I think I'm going to freeze stupid.

Xu Lao caught the fluttering Zhou Jiu.

"You try first, don't be so busy. ”

Zhou Jiu turned his head and glanced at Xu Lao, Xu Lao was wearing thick clothes, and there was a circle of fluffy edges on the big hat behind the black cotton clothes, which looked very warm.

To tell the truth, you are wearing such a thick dress, let me freeze myself, won't your conscience hurt!

Xu Lao raised his hand and pointed at the endless sky.

"Look at how vast the sky is over here, and there is nothing to cover the trees over there, how comfortable it is to fly all the way over. You've got to get moving, right?"

Zhou Jiu looked in the direction of Xu Lao's finger, and the leaves of the tall trees had almost fallen, and the few leaves that were sparse could not cover the scene in the woods at all.

So when Zhou Jiu looked over, he saw at a glance the husky who was peeing on the root of the tree with one hind leg raised.

Week 9: ......

Xu Lao: "Let's fly in the woods, it will be warm after flying for a long time, and when you drive later, you don't have to shiver in the kennel in the car." ”

Old Xu: "Go, Mai Mai is also there, you can still play with him for a while." ”

The husky finished peeing and took two steps to the side with ease, ignoring the still steaming liquid.

Hearing Xu Lao shouting its name, the husky ran a few steps outside the forest in a particularly happy way, as if to come to greet him.

WEEK 9: I refuse.

However, it was useless, and Xu Lao dragged Zhou Jiu into the forest very enthusiastically.

In the winter forest, there was a thick layer of fallen leaves and dead branches on the ground, and Xu Lao stepped on it, and the friction between the dead leaves cracked and cracked.

Zhou Jiu looked up at the surrounding trees, and didn't recognize what kind of tree it was, but felt that it smelled good.

Originally, Zhou Jiu wanted to hold his breath when he came into the forest, after all, before Xu Lao brought him in, he was still watching the hot puppy pee of the husky steaming.

For the first time, the husky did not have a dog running to the distance, but followed and ran around Xu Lao's legs.

Zhou Jiu wished that the husky was far away this time, and he still had a little shadow of the dog's urine.

Xu Lao took Zhou Jiu around the forest, and Zhou Jiu shivered and looked at the carriage that was getting farther and farther away, and had a little headache.

In fact, after coming out for so long, he has also eased up a little, and after getting used to this temperature, he doesn't feel as cold as before.

It's just that he doesn't feel a little uncomfortable, and if he can, he still prefers to stay in a warm place.

Zhou Jiu flapped his wings and moved his gaze to Old Xu's big hat.

Xu Lao: "What do you think of the scenery here?"

Zhou Jiu: I think your hat looks good, and it must be warm to sleep there.

Xu Lao: "Although the scenery here also has a kind of killing beauty, it is still not as good as the forest farm." There are many species of trees on the side of the forest farm, some of which are deciduous and some of which are evergreen. When I got there, it was snow. You can also look at the snow scene when the time comes, and you can rarely see that kind of snow in the south, and now the snow in the south is getting less and less, sometimes it is just such a thin layer that you can't even build a snowman. ”

Zhou Jiu flapped his wings and imagined what the snow scene would look like.

I think it's quite interesting, and it reminds him of when he was a kid.

At that time, they also had snowball fights and built snowmen, and a group of half-sized children wore cotton clothes and cotton pants and ran wildly in the snow, and whoever they caught would press their heads into the snow, or they would pull open the back collar and throw a ball of snow into it.

The man who was thrown was screaming from the ice, and he was jumping in place and pulling his thermal underwear out of his pants so that he could pull out the snow that had been thrown behind him.

But the speed of tearing underwear is often not as fast as the speed of snow.

I finally pulled out the remaining snow, but the close-fitting underwear was still wet.

So every year after a snowball fight, I get sick when I go home.

But next time they still ran out to play as always, and the adults in the family did not interfere.

Children, how can you grow up without getting sick.

Although Zhou Jiu often belongs to the group of agile people.

But a group of people playing, how can they tolerate that you haven't been played every time.

So occasionally, Zhou Jiu was also pressed face down into the snow by a group of people, and a lump of snow was smashed on him one by one.

Or several pairs of Xiaoice hands just stretched into his clothes, and the ice was enough for Zhou Jiu.

But the ice is still secondary, and more of a desire to laugh.

Cold hands, touching warm meat, make people want to laugh for no reason.

However, his face was still pressed into the snow, and he choked on the snow when he smiled.

The taste of snow was sweet back then.

Zhou Jiu later also knew the formation principle of snowflakes, and no matter how he thought about it, he thought that snow could not be sweet, but when he tasted it in his mouth when he was a child, he felt that it was sweet.

Perhaps it was because I used to eat sweet ice foods such as sorbet when I was a child, so when I tasted the ice of snowflakes later, I naturally thought of sweetness.

Xu Lao touched Zhou Jiu's back feathers: "You probably haven't seen such a thick snow, there will be such a thick snow in the south, you southern bird, if you go there, it may be the first time to see snow in the real sense." ”

Zhou Jiu flapped his wings and did not answer.

As a real bird, of course he would never have seen snow.

But as Zhou Jiu's words, he was tired of even tasting the taste of those snowflakes.

The topic that was inadvertently pulled apart made Zhou Jiu not so repulsive about the next journey, and he also had a sense of familiarity with the freezing temperature.

He didn't want to play snowball fights anymore, and at his current size, a snowball came and he was buried alive.

If he is pressed into the snow, it is estimated that after the feathers are wet in the snow, he will not only not be able to run away during the play, but will also be 100% sick when he goes back.

As a human being, he knows how to recuperate when he is sick and knows how to take medicine.

But if he gets sick as a starling, then he will really be numb.

……