Scott hurried over and found five brand-new hundred-dollar bills stashed under the cutting board.

"Officer Chad, for just a few cherries, this is way too much."

Chad hadn't planned this with Molly. It was all her, sneaking over, grabbing his wallet, and leaving the money there.

"Molly really gets me, huh?"

Molly grinned, "Of course, only I truly understand you."

Looking for a lunch spot, Molly found a riverside picnic club on her phone.

Molly nibbled on her thumb, "Chad-"

"Henry's too young."

"He won't eat much anyway."

"The smoke will be strong."

Molly stopped pleading and got down to business, "Chad, if you take me to the picnic, I'll stay over at the Byrne family's house tonight."

Officer Chad, always ready to compromise, asked, "Where's it at?"

A half-hour drive later, they arrived at the bustling riverside, vehicles parked all around. It was a busy weekend. Walking down the slope, Andre carried his son and held his wife's hand, surrounded by dirt paths and the smoke from woodland barbecues. Kids played by the river, and a few high school students in uniforms were there too.

thrilled with his daughter's choice. He always

handy, and Leo joked about

nearby vendors sold all kinds

food's

fetched things, and Molly found a spot to clear some stones. Mia, the mom, wandered around with her child, feeling the heat and Henry's fussiness

donkey, setting a stove and charcoal on the ground,

my husband?" Mia asked, patting her

cushion for the child to play on," the young man

laying it on the ground, "Mia, let's put the child

drowsy Henry, "He's not settled yet. I'll hold him; he cries as soon as I put

skewers of meat and vegetables, placing them on

on his cane, asked, "Young man, what's this river called? The current's pretty strong, and I've never heard of it before." He used to

on the cushion for her son to lie on. Anya, wielding insect repellent, sprayed it around to keep mosquitoes away from the

Scholar's River. Legend has it that in ancient times, a scholar passing through here caught a fish. His wife cooked it, and after eating, he went to his exams and topped them. On his way back, he remembered the fish and ate it again. Since then, it's said that eating fish from this river brings exam success. Gradually, it became known as Scholar's

spraying to listen, turned to the young man, "Do we

these past few weeks have been high school

who was sitting on the

one else noticed Anya's change in demeanor, as Mia remarked, "That explains all the high

neighboring county but was

Hansen recalled recent events, "This place is nice, with mountains, water,

Hansen asked again, "Is that story true or just a legend? If it's true, I'll bring my grandson here to eat fish when he's taking his

Henry was later held across his dad's arms, instinctively

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