How could soone without experience easily find it?
Especially a child like Matthew.
Hannah clicked her tongue in disgust, "It’s inevitably up to ."
She took Matthew’s little basket from his hand, and with a flick of her wrist, dumped out all its contents.
Matthew’s eyes widened, "What are you doing?"
Hannah ignored him, bent over and picked a plant at random from the pile of herbs on the ground, asking, "Do you know what this is?"
Stumped by her question, Matthew randomly grabbed a photo, his face expressionless, "Isn’t it this?"
He thought he’d successfully concealed the panic and guilt in his eyes.
After all, they were all just green leaves, looking not much different.
Hannah stood up, turning the cara lens to his radiant little face that seed to glow under the sun. It was so srizing that one couldn’t look away. In a casual tone, she explained, "Leaf margins wavy-toothed, leaf stalks reddish-purple, surface brownish-grey, this is dandelion."
She threw that plant back onto Matthew’s chest. Matthew mumbled, "Speak English."
He didn’t understand, and the two caran were also confused.
Hannah explained again, "Dandelion, don’t you guys recognize it anymore when it’s not blooming?"
Her lighthearted remark not only made Matthew blush but also embarrassed the two caran.
They didn’t recognize it, indeed.
Hannah continued to find several other dicinal plants required for the task. She found them all by herself while Matthew could only stand aside in a daze.
He was impressed but didn’t want to give Hannah the satisfaction, so he grumbled, "I’m just not interested in this stuff. When I grow up, I will be much better than you."
Hannah turned around, shoved the little basket into Matthew’s arms, not intending to argue with this obstinate brat. She pointed to the other side, "Go dig over there, be quick."
Matthew could only sulkingly turn around and squat to the side.
Almost an hour later, the four groups trickled down from the hill.
Hilary Quin looked a bit disheveled, it seed like she had taken a tumble, even her clothes were stained with mud.
She had planned to snatch a few relatively sure-fire plants from Owen Hanson, hoping to outdo Hannah, but to her surprise, when the results were announced, Hannah’s team got everything right.
She nearly lost control, but still couldn’t help screaming, "This is impossible!"
As soon as she finished her outburst, seeing the cara was focused on her, she quickly cald down, "I just want to say, how could Hannah, a girl without experience, find everything without missing a single one, could there be so... "
She chuckled, leaving her sentence unfinished.
Hannah continued for her, wearing a gentle smile, "Do you an to accuse us of cheating, Sister Hilary Quin?"
Hilary Quin forced a smile, her voice beca cold, "That’s not what I ant."
Hannah nodded, "That’s right, it’s just a minor ga. Accusations of cheating are certainly unnecessary, right, Sister Hilary Quin?"
As she looked over, her eyes were as bright as a myriad of stars, leaving a void in one’s heart. She couldn’t even pretend to smile and could only turn her head away rigidly.
In the end, Hannah’s team ca first with a perfect score, followed by Jas Landon, Hilary Quin ranking third, and Owen Hanson ca last.
Owen Hanson’s score should have been higher than Hilary Quin’s, but because of the midway trade, only one plant in his basket was correct.
Phoebe couldn’t hold back and her nose turned red. The boy with pineapple hair graciously asked Phoebe to co over to their side for dinner.
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