Tiger, I rejected the iron rice bowl.

He squinted, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes. "Back then, happiness was so simple. A spicy snack could make me happy for half a day. Unlike now, no matter how much venison I eat, it's not the same as the taste of my childhood."

After thoroughly licking his paws clean, Wang Yuyu carefully wiped the bloodstains off his face with his wet paws, again and again, afraid of missing any spot.

After working for a while, he finally cleaned the blood off his body, and his bloated stomach had digested a bit and was no longer so heavy.

Wang Yu slowly stood up, looked around, found the sunniest and warmest spot, lay down on the soft snow, closed her eyes and began to doze off. Soon she was snoring softly, sleeping soundly and peacefully.

But he hadn't slept for long when the once clear sky was suddenly covered by thick white clouds. Fine snowflakes drifted down slowly, like little elves dancing in the sky, gently landing on his glossy fur. In an instant, a thin layer accumulated, turning him into half a "white tiger."

But this light snow was nothing to Wang Yuyu, who lived in the mountains all year round, and it didn't affect his sleep at all.

He remained curled up, his head buried in his paws, showing no intention of moving, and continued to sleep soundly, not even bothering to twitch his tail.

The snowflakes fell heavier and denser, layer upon layer covering his body, gradually engulfing his back and obscuring his entire body. In the end, the whole tiger was completely buried in the snow, with only a small section of its furry ears sticking out, like tiny pom-poms emerging from the snow.

If you don't look closely, you wouldn't be able to tell that a Siberian tiger is hiding in this vast white open space.

Wang Yuyu, still sleeping soundly in the snowdrift, let the snowflakes wrap her up into a big "tiger-shaped snowball".

On the other side, Tang Li was holding the steering wheel of a snowplow, carefully clearing snow from the main road of the park.

The shovel bucket churned up layers of snow, just to create a safe and smooth passage for tourists who came to admire the snow and see the tigers.

The Siberian tigers are particularly active on snowy days. Some of the other Siberian tigers in the park are rolling and frolicking in the snow, while others are chasing, playing, and pouncing on snowballs, attracting tourists to stop and take pictures and cheer. The park is more popular than usual.

As Tang Li drove the snowplow, she would occasionally glance at the tiger enclosure by the roadside, a gentle smile on her lips.

As the snowplow slowly passed the back gate area, Tang Li suddenly remembered Wang Yuyu, whom she had left there. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly stepped on the brakes to stop the vehicle. She then hurriedly climbed up the high platform next to the wall, anxiously searching for Wang Yuyu in the open space at the back gate.

But what met the eye was a pristine white expanse, without a trace of white.

The open space behind the gate was completely covered by the blizzard, so flat that not a single bump could be seen, not even a single tiger hair.

Tang Li was instantly dumbfounded, and subconsciously cursed under her breath, her tone full of panic: "Damn it, what happened to my secure job? With so much snow, it's not buried in the snow, is it?"

Her heart tightened, and she quickly climbed down from the platform, hurriedly running to the iron gate. Her fingers flew across the monitor screen, eagerly replaying the surveillance footage of the back gate area.

Soon after, the surveillance footage clearly showed the entire process: Wang Yuyu ate his fill and then lay down in the snow, fast asleep. Snowflakes fell on him little by little, accumulating from a thin layer to a thick pile of snow, eventually burying him completely. Throughout the entire process, he didn't move an inch.

Tang Li's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, instantly settled down. She patted her chest, muttering with a mix of anger and amusement, "You really are buried in snow! You glutton, you're so lazy, you just lie there after you're full!"

"It's snowing so heavily and it doesn't even move, just relying on its thick fur and tough skin to tough it out. It's really a worry!"

After confirming that Wang Yuyu was alright, Tang Li got back onto the snowplow and continued clearing snow from the park.

She originally thought the snow was just a light shower that would stop soon, but the snowfall became increasingly fierce, with strong winds whipping up the snowflakes and blurring her vision. Eventually, it turned into a blizzard.

Left with no other option, the zoo had to issue an emergency notice to temporarily close the park and organize staff to evacuate visitors.

Tang Li was preoccupied with Wang Yuyu. She hurriedly helped her colleagues see all the tourists off, and without even taking a breath, she grabbed a thick coat and rushed towards the back door.

She rushed into the cabin and looked around carefully. The cabin was empty, without a trace of the tiger. Her heart leaped into her throat. She ran quickly to the center of the open space and shouted loudly at the vast expanse of white snow, "Iron Rice Bowl! Iron Rice Bowl! Where are you? Iron Rice Bowl…"

The shouts were carried by the howling wind and snow, echoing for a long time in the open space.

Under the snow, Wang Yuyu, who was sleeping soundly, vaguely heard Tang Li's anxious shouts. He suddenly opened his eyes, forcefully lifted his head, and broke through the thick snow to reveal his tiger head covered in snow.

His amber eyes were full of impatience as he growled at Tang Li, "What do you want? Can't you see I'm sleeping? It's so noisy!"

Tang Li looked down and was instantly amused by his appearance, laughing so hard she bent over.

Wang Yuyu's face was covered with a thick layer of snow, a pure white expanse, while the other half revealed glossy yellow-black fur, creating a striking "yin-yang face" that was enough to terrify anyone, completely devoid of any of the cuteness of a fluffy dumpling.

"Hahaha, a secure job? Are you kidding me?"

She squatted on the ground, clutching her stomach, laughing so hard she couldn't straighten up. "Look at you, you're hilarious! Hahaha..."

Wang Yu looked bewildered, her amber eyes filled with question marks. She had no idea what Tang Li was laughing about, only that she was being disturbed and couldn't sleep, which made her feel very annoyed.

He yawned widely, stretched, and slowly tried to stand up, but as soon as he propped himself up with his paws, he fell heavily back into the snow with a "plop".

"Holy crap, my leg is numb!" Wang Yu stared at his left forepaw in disbelief. He tried to move it, but the tingling sensation from his forepaw spread through his limbs, making him stiffen.

My leg is completely numb from being pressed down, and I can't use any strength at all!

"Damn it, it let me down at the crucial moment!" Wang Yuyu thought to herself, angrily sweeping her tail across the snow. "Isn't this just deliberately trying to embarrass me in front of Tang Li?"

He glared fiercely at his left front paw, so angry he wanted to bite it to vent his frustration, but then he couldn't help but sigh, "Ugh, why am I so unlucky? Even sleeping makes my legs go numb!"

He shook his body helplessly, and the snow on his body fell off in a flurry, instantly revealing his shiny, thick tiger-skin coat, and he regained some of his mountain lord appearance.