I have a wildlife zoo

Chapter 538 Scenic Waterfowl Lake

Wolves and crows, clearly two very different creatures, were able to coexist harmoniously, maintaining a tacit understanding.

Yingying watched the scene of little wolf cubs and young crows playing together, and said thoughtfully, "Mama, are they friends?"

Liu Xueqing replied, "Yes, they are good friends!"

Yingying said, "When I go back, I’m going to paint them."

Liu Xueqing touched her head and smiled, "Good idea, show it to mom when you’re done."

Having finished walking through the predator exhibition area, the family followed other tourists to the Waterfowl Lake area behind.

Although Waterfowl Lake had been open before, at that time it had not introduced any birds, and not many tourists had been there.

Now, the tourists were gathering here, crowding around the water, excitedly looking at the various waterfowl in the lake, creating an incredibly lively atmosphere.

The surface of the lake was like a clear, shining mirror, with lush green trees on the shore reflected within it. The willows drooped, their branches brushing the water’s surface, joined by reeds and lotus flowers, making the lake appear green with their reflections.

In the lake was reflected the azure sky, with leisurely floating white clouds, slightly rippling when stirred by the wind, creating a shimmering effect on the water.

Mallards swam through the lake, creating ripples that spread behind them, making the smooth surface of the water look as though it was silk with folds.

Mandarin ducks swam around the logs floating on the water, chasing each other playfully.

Under the green trees surrounding Waterfowl Lake was a grassy area as plush as a carpet, dotted with small yellow and purple wildflowers. Bathed in the bright sunshine and with a few swans idling on the grass, the area looked even more vibrant and full of life.

A cool breeze blew towards them, causing the slender willow branches to sway gently, as if a dancer was stretching her waist, lightly fluttering.

Looking at the beautiful scenery and the vibrant animals made everyone feel incredibly uplifted.

"Ah ah ah ah!"

The swans, swimming in the water, suddenly began flapping their wings and calling out loudly.

The sound of the swans was akin to that of air leaking from a balloon, somewhat similar to the call of the ring-tailed lemur.

Yingying pointed at the swans in the lake and excitedly shouted, "Mama, swans!"

She was overjoyed at the sight of the beautiful and elegant birds.

From a young age, Liu Xueqing used to tell her fairy tales, stories about the Ugly Duckling and swans, and she had only seen what swans looked like in the illustrations of the books. This was her first time seeing them with her own eyes.

Liu Xueqing exclaimed in surprise, "What kind of duck is that? It’s pretty!"

Yingying’s father saw a display board by the lakeshore with a picture of this kind of duck on it and glanced at it: "That’s a mallard!"

The mallard, as it swam, seemed to have found some food.

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It stuck its head into the water, bum up in the air, stirring up a splash of water.

Many people think ducks eat fish, but that’s not necessarily true. Mallards aren’t adept at catching fish; they usually feed on plant leaves, aquatic insects, and such, even preying on frogs and smaller birds.

Because they are not good at diving, they stretch their necks when feeding, presenting a posture with their bottoms aimed at the sky, which looks quite amusing.

A pair of mandarin ducks glided across the water.

One mandarin duck had a metallic emerald green atop its head, vivid red beak, dark purple plumage, white eyebrow stripes, and brown-yellow wings, with black, white, and blue stripes in an orderly pattern.

It had colors of the rainbow collected on its body, bright and beautiful as if it were a rainbow itself.

The feathers around its neck exploded like fireworks, and two wing feathers on its back stood up like sails.

The other appeared much more modest, with a dull gray head and brownish feathers, dotted with some white spots.

Had it not been for the two intimately swimming together and grooming each other’s feathers, it would be hard to believe they were of the same species.

Like the mallard, the male mandarin duck appeared more beautiful.

Their striking plumage attracted the attention of many visitors.

"That must be the mandarin duck, so beautiful, and it’s my first time seeing one!"

"The female next to it looks so plain in comparison, the sex difference is huge!"

"My pillow at home is embroidered with mandarin ducks, and both are pretty. Suddenly, I feel like something’s off? Are they both male??"

"Last time I was at the zoo, I heard an animal keeper say that mandarin ducks aren’t actually monogamous, so they’re not suitable to be a symbol of love."

It seemed as if the mandarin ducks overheard the people talking, and with a sharp cackle, one called out, "Oh!"

Flapping their wings, lifting their upper bodies from the water, the two mandarin ducks fluttered away into the distance.