The group was quite happy, as the medical staff helped Mrs. Sherman to her residence. Looking at the distant Verdane mountains, Mrs. Sherman finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
"So this is what 'returning to one's roots' means, the hometown's land, the hometown's air, they all feel different."
"Grandma, take a rest for a while."
"No, no, no, no rush, let me look at the scenery over here. That hill is still there, but the land I used to farm is gone."
"Over there, over there, your grandpa used to live over there, and we were separated by just two fields!"
Mrs. Sherman looked especially happy, her eyes sparkling.
Stellan Sutton followed the direction of her pointing finger, glancing around, a faint smile on his face.
"Seeing so many fields, do you want to fill them with the plants you know?"
Eve Sherman felt much better too, and teased quietly next to Stellan Sutton.
"You don't understand, people who love planting flowers, seeing this fertile land, that feeling."
