Screwing Over a Litter of Pups

In a normal family, the female usually had the final say. Even though Bai Qingqing didn't have such a mentality, Parker was used to following her wishes.

At night, Parker and Winston dug a very wide pit around the bird's shelter according to Bai Qingqing's design. They then placed a thin layer of branches and leaves and scattered some dirt on top.

Snowflakes gradually fell from the sky, perfectly hiding the trap the next day. Now, they just hoped that there wouldn't be hail.

The cubs didn't show up for more than ten days, possibly because they were genuinely afraid of the cold.

One night after temperatures just barely rose, Bai Qingqing was asleep when she heard a few vague and muffled thuds.

She tentatively perked up her ears and tried to listen out. She softly asked Parker, "Did you hear anything?"

"If you can hear it, of course I can hear it," Parker excitedly replied. He got up and said, "I'll go outside to take a look."