Three years later.
A woman let out a loud cry, spitting out a bad tooth, and said with a smile, "Fairy Lady, thank you! This bad tooth has tormented me for years, and finally, you've pulled it out. You are like a living Bodhisattva in our town."
The Fairy Lady smiled lightly and replied, "It's nothing, just a procedure. You just need to take good care of yourself from now on." Although it was summer, the Fairy Lady wore long sleeves, and faint scars from burns were visible around her neck.
"By the way, has Pan come back? Today is his first day of school."
"He should be back soon. I told him to return early if anything came up."
The woman said mysteriously, "You know those gossipy women in town? Fairy Lady, are you really a Grass Witch?"
The Fairy Lady replied calmly, "With the Phoenix Tree fallen, where could there still be a Grass Witch in this world?"
"Exactly," the woman laughed. "With someone as good as you, how could there still be Pan? That clever little boy—by the way, I heard you specifically went to pick him up from Boss Ding's place. Is that true?"
The Fairy Lady nodded and said, "Boss Ding is getting old and doesn't have time to take care of Pan, so I brought him here."
"I heard that Pan was found at Boss Ding's deceased daughter's grave. Is that true? People are saying that Boss Ding dreamed of his daughter who had been dead for many years and was left with a grandson. When he went to his daughter's grave, he really found Pan there. At that time, Pan was just a few years old; now look how big he’s gotten! He’s quite adorable too, hehe."
The Fairy Lady said, "That's just gossip; there's no truth to it."
"Indeed! People these days love to spread rumors. How could someone who’s dead have a child? Really," the woman continued but was suddenly interrupted when the door was kicked open. A lively child rushed in and shouted loudly, "Aunt Qianqiu! Aunt Qianqiu! I'm so hot! I'm dying from the heat!"
Qianqiu asked, "Ghost Child, how was class today?"
"It was fine, but that language teacher is so annoying, always dragging on. While he wasn't paying attention, I slipped a caterpillar into his coat. Hehe."
Qianqiu pretended to scold him lightly, saying, "You shouldn't have done that... Hurry up and tidy up; we need to go see your Godmother."
"Ah!" Upon hearing this, he frowned and said, "Do we have to climb a mountain again? I'm exhausted..."
"Come on, I'll make you something delicious when we get back."
With that, he perked up and quickly packed his things before following Qianqiu out.
The two of them traversed mountains and valleys until they reached the spot beneath the Phoenix Tree that Wei Ning had once struck. At this moment, the tree had fallen, but at its base, a sapling as tall as a person had sprouted vibrantly.
"Meow!" Suddenly, a black shadow darted over and pounced on him. He immediately broke into a smile and began playing with the Black Cat. Qianqiu chuckled and said, "Alright now, come over and pay your respects to your Godmother."
"Okay." He obediently walked over and knocked his head three times in front of the tree.
After they paid their respects for a while, it was getting late, so they started their descent.
"Aunt Qianqiu, why do other people have human Godmothers while I have to worship a tree as mine?" he asked, tilting his head.
"Because," Qianqiu pondered for a moment before replying, "she is a good person..."
"Good person... how can a tree be a person?" Pan asked.
"Because..." Qianqiu said, her eyes filled with nostalgia as she gazed into the distance. "It grows and grows, and eventually, it becomes a person."
"Pfft... Auntie, you're lying. How can a tree turn into a person? Do you think I'm six or seven years old?"
"You are one!" Qianqiu retorted.
"By the way," Pan suddenly pulled out a photo from her pocket. "Grandpa Ding sent me a photo today. It's one that someone sent him many years ago, asking him to pass it on to someone named Wei Ning. He kept forgetting about it and just remembered recently, so he sent it to me. Auntie, who is Wei Ning? Why do we share the same surname?" With that, Pan handed the photo to Qianqiu. "Look, why is there only one girl in this photo?"
Qianqiu took the photo. Indeed, there was only a girl in a long dress wearing a shirt with a hand-painted cat's head on it. It seemed like she was leaning against someone else, but for some reason, that person didn't appear in the photo.
Flipping the photo over, Qianqiu noticed a line written on the back: "In this world, how can one achieve perfection without disappointing both the Buddha and you?"
Pan leaned in closer and giggled, "This person's handwriting is really ugly."
(The End)
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