In the painting, a thin woman with silver hair sits on a red foam chair, her hands folded before her. Though old, her brows and eyes still reveal a hint of her youthful beauty. She wears a medal with a white flower emblem on her chest, a long black dress with white cuffs, and a quiet, kind gaze.

"Grandma Gweil is not only the founder of the museum, but also an important early member of the Fairywood Organization. She contributed greatly to the establishment of the Verdant Star Union and is a respected elder. Everyone, please pay your respects, and today's tour concludes."

"Thank you, Grandma Gweil." After saying that, the children bowed in front of the portrait and then followed their teacher out of the museum.

Walking out of the dark and quiet museum, it was bright outside. The rain had stopped and the clouds in the sky had dissipated at some point, making the sky very bright and spacious.

Back on the bus, the teacher started counting the number of people again.

"1, 2, 3,... 22, 23, 24, hm, it looks like they're all here."

"Let's go back now. Oh, and remember to submit your review when you come to school next Monday."

"Ah..." There were wails and sighs in the carriage, and the previous happiness and relaxation disappeared.

"We have to write again, ugh..." the children complained, but they had to think hard. Some even took out small notebooks to write down what they saw today, so as not to forget it when they went back.

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Southern border, South Reef Harbor.

This is a small town in the south of Cuixing Union. The port in the city is not big and only a few passenger ships stop here.

Today, a rare white passenger ship sailed into the quiet U-shaped bay and then docked at the shore.

"Come this way, mother, please be careful." A blond middle-aged man helped an old woman with dark brown hair out of the cabin, and then slowly got off the boat along the steel stairs.

"It's okay, Hels." Although the old woman had a hunched back, she looked healthy. It was just that her legs and feet seemed to have some old injuries, so she needed to be careful when going down such steep stairs.

Step by step, the old woman walked up the stairs under the nervous gaze of her family and came to the port ground. She looked around and stared for a long time, her eyes full of nostalgia.

"Grandma, what are you looking at?" A boy about fifteen years old came to her and asked curiously.

"I'm looking at this familiar place, Xia Diya." She stroked the boy's head with her slightly withered hand and spoke slowly.

"My grandmother was born in this southern region when she was little, but later

Left.

"Yeah, I heard from my father before that there was a civil war in the empire on the Western Continent, and that's when our family moved to the East."

"Yes, yes..." The old woman stroked the child and spoke slowly, her eyes filled with a myriad of emotions.

Just as the two of them were standing there talking slowly, the middle-aged man walked over.

"I've already called, and they said they'll be picking us up soon."

"Are you causing trouble for others again? I've told you it's best not to do this. Our family situation is special, so it's best to end the previous relationship." The old woman shook her head.

"I know, mother, but no matter what, we still have to report it to Cuixing United. After all, the situation is rather special, otherwise it would be a bit impolite." The man spoke carefully in the woman's ear. The other party seemed to understand, and finally could only sigh helplessly and approve of his actions.

"Then let's wait a little longer." After she said that, she slowly walked along the tree-lined avenue beside the harbor with the help of her crutches.

"Do you see that apple tree over there?"

"I saw my mother, what happened?"

"When I was a child, our family also had an apple orchard. I often went there to play. It was said that I got to know your father because of an accidental apple picking incident." The woman stopped talking.

"How did father know mother? I've never heard you talk about it before." At this time, the middle-aged man also became very curious, because he had never dared to ask about the past for fear of making his mother sad. It was rare for her to mention it on her own initiative today.

"That time..." The old woman looked at the apple tree in the distance and thought of that bright and distant summer.

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"I jumped down from the tree and was picked up by your grandfather, and that's how we met."

"Wow, the meeting between grandma and grandpa was so romantic. Oh, I wish I could meet such a lovely girl." The grandson beside him listened attentively, his eyes full of envy.

"Haha, if you can find a girl who treats you sincerely, grandma will feel relieved. It's okay to listen to such romantic things occasionally, and don't be too obsessed with it." Grandma said with the look of someone who has experienced it.

After a pause, she continued, "However, what happened later was not so lucky or romantic."

"What happened?" the boy was extremely curious.

"Don't ask, Xia Diya." His father stroked his head and made a gesture to silence him.

"Hmm..." Although he didn't know why, seeing his father like this and some things he had occasionally known before, the boy closed his mouth quietly.

"Oh, it's nothing. I've let it go now." The old woman shook her head.

"Later, your grandfather died young, and because of the sudden change in the situation in the empire, I had to flee with your father. During the process, I met many people who helped me, and some of them died on the way." She sighed.

"Although they were there for their own reasons or missions, they are all benefactors of our family. If you can find their descendants or family members in the future, please provide them with more assistance."

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