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|s2_title = The Farmer and the Seed | |s2_title = The Farmer and the Seed | ||
|s2_reward = | |s2_reward = 200 | ||
|s2_text = It was the tail end of yet another winter break. Down in the southern chill, Yunguo was hoping for snow. If the mountain got snowed in, she wouldn't have to go back to kindergarten. | |s2_text = It was the tail end of yet another winter break. Down in the southern chill, Yunguo was hoping for snow. If the mountain got snowed in, she wouldn't have to go back to kindergarten. | ||
"Schoolbag's mended. Hm? The water bottle's cracked? Better pick a sturdier one this time..." | "Schoolbag's mended. Hm? The water bottle's cracked? Better pick a sturdier one this time..."<br> | ||
Yunguo crouched beside Gran'mama in the little vegetable patch by their front door, digging at the soil with her tiny spade and gazing up at the sky, listening to Gran'mama chatter on about the things to prepare for school. Suddenly she interrupted.<br> | |||
"Gran'mama, do I look strange? Do I smell strange?"<br> | |||
Gran'mama's hands paused from loosening the soil. She leaned close to Yunguo's little head and carefully sniffed all around before giving a serious answer.<br> | |||
"Yes, you do."<br> | |||
Hearing Gran'mama's answer, Yunguo thought, '''I really am no good'''.<br> | |||
"Could my Blushberry be from that seed?"<br>. | |||
The two stared at each other in puzzled silence.<br> | |||
Grandma cleared her throat and began to tell story. | |||
There once was seed, round as a rice dumpling. Anyone who saw it fell in love with it right away. It was said to grow into the most beautiful and one-of-a-kind flower in the world, though no one had ever seen it bloom. | |||
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Nobles who obtained the seed sought to prove their power and prestige. Artists who found it wished to display their refinement and taste. Wealthy merchants who got their hands on it longed to flaunt their riches before the world. | |||
Each planted it with care, treating it like gold, yet none waited long enough to see it sprout. Tired of waiting, they called it filthy and foul, ugly and useless, and cast it aside. | |||
Then a farmer found the seed. To him, it was simply a seed, planted alongside his other crops. Before long, it sprouted and bloomed, bright red like the sun. | |||
The farmer went about his daily work in the fields, pausing now and then to admire its petals and leaves, offering a smile as he carried away its scent. That fragrance, once it brushed against anyone who came near, would linger with them forever. | |||
The | The grandmother and granddaughter kept staring at each other in puzzlement. Yunguo tilted her head and blinked.<br> | ||
"Gran'mama, I'm a lickle confused." | |||
Gran'mama stood up, brushed the dirt from her clothes, then helped the bewildered Yunguo to her feet and patted the soil from her skirt.<bR> | |||
"My little Blushberry," she said, "you're that seed — growing slowly, soaking up the scent of earth and grass, waiting for your day to bloom." | |||
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Yunguo's fuzzy ears twitched, and a glimmer of hope lit up in her eyes.<br> | |||
Gran'mama let out a quiet sigh of relief, thinking the child had finally come around— | |||
"Whose old tale did you pick up this time?"<br> | |||
Yunguo asked, tilting her head with a squinty smile. | |||
Caught red-handed, Gran'mama's cheeks flushed. She gave Yunguo's head a firm little tap and muttered under her breath as she took the girl's hand and started leading her home. | |||
Yunguo squeezed her hand in return, tilted her face upward, and stuck out her tongue to taste the air. Then she suddenly reached toward the sky, as if trying to catch something.<br> | |||
"Gran'mama, the snow's comin'. Can I be that farmer?" | |||
|s3_title = My Summer with Them | |s3_title = My Summer with Them | ||
|s3_reward = | |s3_reward = 300 | ||
|s3_text = [Seedling Class] Summer Vacation Study Group - Planting Journal | |s3_text = [Seedling Class] Summer Vacation Study Group - Planting Journal | ||
Members: [Redacted], Yunguo, [Redacted] | Members: [Redacted], Yunguo, [Redacted] | ||