If he were to leave, the baby snakes' safety wouldn't be assured.
However, Winston didn't ask. He dusted the snow off his hands and continued to bury the wooden pillars.
After the fence was built, Parker wrapped them up densely with vines. Short-winged birds couldn't fly high. He removed all the vines tied to their legs, allowing them to roam around freely within the fences.
In the days that followed, Bai Qingqing had counted every passing day. Although she knew that the duration of the cold season wasn't an exact three months, she still couldn't suppress her agitation when she saw that the three months were going to be up.
She was finally going to see the baby snakes!
One night, the short-winged birds' agonizing cries rang out in the night sky. Bai Qingqing could even hear the sounds of them flapping their wings.
Again! Was there an end to this?
