Forest Ranger, starting from Picking Up a Lynx Girl-Chapter 141: Yin Li’s Speechless Dad

In just a few days, the mountain peaks were already covered with a layer of snow.

The small house midway up the mountain would have a thin layer of snow on its roof every morning upon rising.

Dr. Gao carefully adjusted the entrances of the birdhouses to prevent the sudden cold winds from harming the chicks.

On the other side, the Long-striped Small Owl Mother and its two chicks hadn't left their nest yet. They rarely came out during the day, snuggling up together to sleep soundly and lazily.

Little Jin, having the instinctive cold aversion characteristic of felines, went out less after it got cold and spent more time sleeping beside the water heating stove in the warehouse.

Chen Ying asked Uncle Zhao and Uncle Yi to use rattan to weave two oversized cat nests, lining them with soft pads made from old clothes, and placing them beside the heater.

But for the lynx, this kind of weather was more to their liking.

The lynx's thick fur was made for this season.

During the summer, Chen Ying would often brush Jinya's fur to make it more comfortable for her. By autumn, especially after the deep autumn snow, the lynx not only didn't need a fire, but their happiest moments were lying on tree branches under the gentle ambiance of drifting snowflakes.

Yin Li brought them a yak leg, from the high mountains of Guer Gully, entrusted by a Tibetan uncle who had slaughtered one of his own cattle.

There was also a half-hour-long video, the stars of which were undoubtedly the three Snow Leopard cubs.

The little Snow Leopard with a collar stood majestically outside the cattle pen while the two slightly smaller Snow Leopards beside it wrestled together.

Inside the cattle pen, the uncle's wife was cleaning up and casually feeding the cattle some fodder.

On the other side, outside the sheep pen, the native dogs looked helplessly at the three Snow Leopards with their ears drooping.

"These three Shepherd Leopards have become quite popular online, drawing several groups of tourists to the uncle's place just to photograph the Snow Leopards herding sheep and cattle."

"Hasn't their visit caused any trouble for the uncle?"

"No, the police in Gula Gully are very strict. They've even set up checkpoints on the way up the mountain. Vehicles that aren't suitable and people who aren't healthy are not allowed to go up."

It had snowed again recently, resulting in even fewer people going up.

"That's good; I was worried that some Internet celebrities might risk their lives for clout."

"Don't worry, the uncle has his ways of handling it. The town of Gula Gully is also thinking of ways to direct traffic, perhaps establishing a viewing platform next to the police station. They won't allow tourists to enter the grasslands for close-up photography, but shooting from the platform should be fine."

Can't help it, every place is developing its tourism economy. Gula Gully, other than traditional agriculture and animal husbandry, has no other distinctive economic activities to develop. Now that they finally have the Snow Leopard Shepherd, they need to seize this great opportunity and embrace this immense fortune.

Once tourists are well-acquainted with the place, they could then start promoting specific tourism for admiring flowers in the spring and summer, and snow in the autumn and winter, attracting big investors willing to drive the economic development of this valley.

Today was Yin Li's day off, and he came to the emergency station to relax and chat with them.

"By the way, the village cadre stationed in the village asked me to check with you when you can visit the village."

"For what? My household registration isn't even there, what's there for me to do?"

"I don't know; they seem to want to talk to you about developing a jungle scenic route."

"Didn't I tell them to contact Elder Sister Bai?"

"They seem to have some disagreement. I don't know the specifics, just heard it from my sister over the phone."

It's strange — both sides aren't approaching him directly but instead passing the message through a third party. Could it be that their discussions have broken down?

After toying with his phone for a while, Chen Ying decided to find some time to go back to the village to check things out.

The yak leg was freeze-dried directly in the snow; hard on the outside but very tender inside.

He cut a large chunk off, using the bone to stew soup, and sliced the rest thinly for shabu-shabu.

They definitely couldn't finish the leg by themselves, so he shared half of it with Jinya, Little Jin, and Leopard Sister's family to taste.

Not much food went into each animal's mouth; it was purely for a change of taste.

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The kitchen counter was not big enough for hotpot, so they simply moved out the heating stove, carefully cleaned the ground, and started cooking.

Yak bones required a pressure cooker to produce a rich, creamy white broth. After slicing the meat and soaking it to remove the blood, they boiled it, skimmed the foam, cooled it down, and arranged it on plates like three little hills.

There was no shortage of vegetables—potatoes, radishes, green bamboo shoots, vermicelli, and black fungus—all essentials for the yak meat hotpot.

Just as the four of them were about to start eating, they heard someone talking and approaching.

All the animals raised their heads and looked in the direction of the sound; the gaze from those pairs of eyes made the two speakers unsure whether to step forward.

Yin Li's expression turned colder as he stood up to greet them.

"Dad, Brother Qin, what are you doing here without even calling first?"

When he said this, Mr. Qin instinctively glanced at Yin Li's father.

Old Mr. Yin stiffened his face, "I came to look for Little Ying, why should I call you?"

"If you can come without calling me, why not call Brother Ying? What if he's busy?"

Chen Ying got up and pulled him aside, signalling Little Sen and Old Gao to bring over some stools.

"Perfect timing, we've just made a soup pot. Sit down and join us."

Xiao Qin's face turned slightly red—he truly hadn't expected such bad timing, looking as if he had come specifically to freeload.

And he had told Yin Li's father in advance that he would come, assuming that the latter would definitely call Yin Li to inform him. Earlier, when he visited the Protection Station and heard that Yin Li had come to Chen Ying's side, he'd thought it was Yin Li informing Chen Ying, but apparently...

Oh, this Uncle Yin, no wonder the village Secretary reminded him to call Yin Li. It was also his fault for being lazy, a single extra phone call could have saved this awkwardness.

"Little Ying, I came today to ask for a favor. Could you help our village get a sign for a rescue cooperative?"

Yin Li's face suddenly darkened, looking like he was about to burst. Chen Ying quickly pressed down on his shoulder.

"Uncle, I can't just give out that sign to anyone. It requires an inspection and approval by the higher authorities."

"You have connections, and you know many people. Look, even your small shabby house got one."

Xiao Qin looked as if he had swallowed a bitter pill.

Who was digging a hole for him? If anyone had warned him about Yin Li's father's character, he would have preferred to visit by himself rather than dragging him along.

"Dr. Chen, actually..."

"Little Ying, isn't my face worth enough? Just a small favor, you just ask your teacher to give a word."

Xiao Qin covered his face in anguish, wishing he could travel back in time to before he came here!

Yin Li snorted coldly, "Since you have such a big face, why don't you ask the Forestry and Grassland Bureau's leaders to arrange it? Why threaten Brother Ying? Does he owe you something?"

Being belittled by his own son, Yin Li's father's eyes widened as he was about to slam the table.

"Uncle, why does your village want a shelter sign, to edge into running a wildlife park? That's illegal. If reported, it could lead to more than ten years."

Old Gao, being an onlooker, pinpointed the sore spot and went for it.

"Another thing, even if the sign for the shelter is easy to hang, your place can't possibly get one. After all, Xiaozhai Village is an administrative village; the population density, geographical conditions, and infrastructure do not meet the requirements for setting up a rescue center. Not to say Professor Bai couldn't handle it, even if it was the direct boss's father, it wouldn't be possible."

"You, what do you young people know!"

"Hey, I actually do know. My grandfather, before he retired, was specifically in charge of this. So tell me, do I know or not?"

Damn, the real expert was right beside me!