I have a wildlife zoo

Yesterday it rained lightly, but today the weather is quite nice, bright and sunny.

The air still carries a fresh, moist scent, and pigeons stroll leisurely across the square and nearby grass. The spring breeze brushes across the green meadow, accompanied by the chattering calls of birds.

Although pigeons aren't particularly rare birds, children are quite fond of them; they gather around the pigeons, squatting on the ground to feed them.

There's a mischievous little boy who deliberately stamps his feet and takes a few steps forward, causing two pigeons in front to flap their wings and take flight. However, they didn't fly far—landing after just a few steps and continued walking as if nothing had happened.

The pigeons have also grown accustomed to such teasing, which probably means, "I've already flown, so give me some respect and stop harassing me."

There are retired elders resting peacefully on benches by the railing, and others stroll with a rhythmic swinging of their arms.

Liu Xueqing, watching this serene zoo routine, feels an involuntary relaxation and exclaims, "Ah, visiting the zoo every week is really nice."

Yingying's father chuckles, "Yeah, the tickets are so cheap, it's worth coming just to walk around like in a park and breathe some fresh air."

Yingying, holding Liu Xueqing's hand, shakes it eagerly and says, "Mama, I want to feed the pigeons!"

Liu Xueqing pulls out a bill from her wallet, "Alright, go buy some feed."

The pigeons in the zoo's square have been free-ranging for two or three months and have made this place their home. Now, they're also open to feeding by visitors.

For 10 yuan, you can buy a pack of feed containing a mix of grains like corn kernels, peanuts, and millet. It isn't a large amount—just a handful when held in your palm—but if you feed them slowly, it can last quite a while. Continue your saga on My Virtual Library Empire

It's not that the feed is deliberately so expensive; it's mainly that there are only so many pigeons, and if everyone feeds them, the birds simply can't eat that much.

So the price is a bit high, and the quantity is limited.

Yingying, clutching the money in her hand, scurries to the small kiosk next to the square and buys a pack from a staff member.

She sees several spotless white doves on the ground in front of her, lined up and walking.

Squatting down, she places the feed in the palm of her hand and stretches it forward, her posture gentle and expectant as she looks toward these few pigeons!

But it seems the pigeons are either not hungry, uninterested in the food, or perhaps they're busy with something else, maybe planning to attend a gathering, as they scurry away.

Yingying had bright, expectant eyes as she watched the pigeons, but as they move away, her expression becomes puzzled!

She stands up and changes location.

This time when she stretches out her hand, a pigeon flies over from the grass and begins pecking at the feed in her palm.

Instantly, Yingying's face lights up with joy. After feeding the pigeons, she too spreads her wings to mimic flying, spins around with a dance, and bounces back to Liu Xueqing's side.

Because there is a collared dove nesting at home, which she watches every day, she has grown very fond of these birds.

Ao~ Ao~

Miaoao~

Suddenly, a strange noise comes from the distance!

Yingying's father looks over, seems to make a discovery, and calls out, "Hey, look over there, the peafowls are fighting."

On the Peafowl Lawn, two peafowl with long tail feathers are standing their ground, staring each other down!

With their beaks slightly open and their chins puffing rhythmically, they seem to be squabbling.

You can't compete with my beauty!

Why don't you take a step back and admire my sleek, long tail feathers; I am the most beautiful!

While bickering and spewing trash talk, they slowly move their feet in a two-bird tango, circling each other seven or eight times without making contact.

They slowly stop squawking, just stretching and retracting their necks, advancing and retreating—I advance, you retreat, you advance, I retreat!

Like fighters in a ring, they're not in a hurry to strike, they're gathering momentum, waiting for the opponent to reveal a weak spot.

Then comes the probing, slightly spreading their wings to feign an attack, the opponent also alert, spreading their wings and hopping forward a step, then both retreat once more.

Suddenly, one peafowl couldn't hold back any longer!

With a push of its feet and a fluttering of wings, it leaped forcefully from the grass and kicked out at the opponent in midair.

The long tail floated up from below and fell back down, looking very imposing.

Oof!

But the opposing peafowl tilted its neck to one side and dodged to the side, avoiding the attack.

The peafowl that struck first didn't succeed, quickly ran a few steps forward, then turned around again.

The attacked peafowl also leaped into the air, fervently flapping its wings, gliding in an arc!

The two peafowls chased each other back and forth, fighting fiercely, their emerald tails wafting and swaying behind them, a sight to behold.

Rather than calling it a fight, it was more like a dance-off, neither of them touching the other even after a long time, with other peafowls spectating from the side.

Tourists watched with great interest, and someone laughed, "Stop it! Don't fight anymore!"

"Master Peafowl, try cutting to the central route!"

Yingying asked curiously, "What are they doing?"

Liu Xueqing speculated, "Maybe it's their breeding season, fighting for a mate?"

The two peafowls fought for a long while, then one flew up into a tree, and the one below also turned its head, calling a truce.

Yingying's father said, "Let's go, let's go check out the green peafowl in the bird pavilion. The green peafowl are much rarer than the blue peafowl, and I wonder from where the director got them."

Liu Xueqing couldn't help but exclaim, "Such beautiful birds, and now there are only a few hundred left in our country."

Every tourist who had seen the green peafowl in the bird pavilion was blown away by their beauty. After reading the display boards and listening to the animal keepers' explanations, they also sighed in dismay at the situation of the green peafowl!

"Ka-ka!"

"Oh, oh!"

Walking in the bird pavilion, bird calls of various tones came from different directions, merging into a beautiful song of birds.

Two parrots were frolicking among the lush trees and alighted on the fence beside them.

With a charming pink breast and belly, a crown tinged with white, and grey wings.

This is one of Australia's most widespread parrots, the galah.

One ran in front, the other chased behind.

They ran forward on the fence with little steps, making a tap-tap sound, their bodies swaying from side to side, looking very cute.

Yingying reached out her hand and greeted the parrot amiably, "Hello!"

The parrot in front slowed down, turned its head towards Yingying, and let out a somewhat shrill cry, "Ah!"

Then the two parrots ran off again on the fence, tap-tap-tap, chasing each other in a joyful manner.

Continuing on, several laughing kookaburras were sitting side by side on the fence ahead.

Yingying had a deep impression of these laughing birds, and on seeing them, she immediately exclaimed with surprise, "Laughing birds!"

Yingying's father had seen how the animal keepers prompted them to laugh before and imitated a monkey's call, "Oh~ Oh~ Oh~"

Several laughing kookaburras immediately lifted their heads, their long, pointed beaks opened wide, and let out a burst of loud laughter!

"Hahaha hahaha kakakaka wuwuwuwu!"

One bird laughing was already lively, let alone several laughing kookaburras laughing together.

They kept laughing with their necks craned, as if they had heard a very funny joke, utterly captivating.