The night was deep, and the barbecue party ended.
The members of the study group with Ah Qing and friends returned to the dormitory to rest, preparing to continue at six in the morning tomorrow.
"Miaomiao... maybe you should release the peregrine falcon back to nature and let the Forestry Bureau handle it. I'm afraid you won't be able to manage..."
Ah Qing looked at Miaomiao, who was already wearing a pair of mouse ears as a headband, and advised with subtle expression.
It had only been less than three hours, and Ah Qing already felt that Miaomiao was nearly tamed by the peregrine falcon.
Ah Qing thought that if Miaomiao didn't release the peregrine falcon back into the wild, in no time at all, Miaomiao might end up helping the falcon hatch its eggs.
"It's just a matter of shame, I was never afraid of poverty, why would I be afraid of this now?"
