"But Uncle, pangolins are usually active at night. During the day like this, they like to sleep in their nests. That's why we have to be more alert. Look for scratch marks or big holes in the ground. That could be their nest." "How do we differentiate their claw marks from those of other animals?" Edmund asked seriously. "I don't know either, Uncle. That's why, every time we find a hole, we have to check it," Sky said as she continued walking. Her head occasionally turned back. Edmund never got tired of responding with a smile. "All this time, I always hope to see pangolins. I am curious what they look like when they feel threatened. Is it true that they look like balls and can roll?" Her voice sounded sweet."Unfortunately, their numbers are getting smaller now. That's why they are protected animals. I'm confused why naughty hunters still target their meat and scales. Pangolins are wild animals. They should live in the wild, not be killed for food or medicine." Sky stamped her foo

Rachel blinked at the portrait of herself. "Gosh, why am I so ugly? You couldn't possibly stick a photo like this in your journal, right, Sky? Mr. Hills, let's take one more picture." Edmund exchanged glances with Sky. Seeing the little girl shaking her head faintly with a mischievous smile, he grimaced. "It's a shame, the capacity is limited. My photo paper will run out if we hope for perfect results. This one is okay. The important thing is that Sky is still beautiful and the pangolins are visible." "Yes!" Sky snatched the photo and secured it in her shirt pocket. "This photo is good. No need to repeat it." Rachel sighed in disbelief. "How could it be good? My eyes are like a sleepy chicken. Let's redo it. Just once is fine." "Don't be sad, Mama. You're always beautiful no matter what the circumstances." "Yes," Edmund continued, "you are always beautiful, Rachel. Don't worry. Now, Sky, can we go home?" "Yeah!" Sky nodded firmly. "Mama, come on, put me down. I can walk by myse

"Are you sure he's helping? What if he ruins our dinner? Even his experimental sandwiches taste weird." Sky giggled for a moment. "That's much better than not eating at all, Mama. As Mama always says, we eat to live, not live to eat." Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Sky quickly jumped out of bed. As soon as she opened the door, Edmund came in with a tray. Two bowls on it emitted thin steam into the air. "What is that, Uncle Ed? It smells good." Edmund put the tray on the table. "Sorry, I only found rice and a few kinds of vegetables. So, I made vegetable porridge." Sky stood on tiptoe, peeking. Finding porridge decorated to resemble a clown's face, she giggled. "Oh, Uncle. That's so cute. I can't wait to eat it." "That's for you, Sky. You can eat with your mother." Edmund turned to Rachel. "Can you sit?" Rachel tried to get up, but she ended with a grimace. Edmund quickly stopped her from moving again. "I think you should lie down. I can feed you." Rachel froze. Her

Rachel nodded. “Please don't take my trust for granted. Take good care of Sky. If something bad happens to her, Lucas and I will kill you." Edmund smiled faintly. “Please watch over us carefully. You will know that I can be relied on and always keep my promises.” "Mama, Uncle Ed, what are you doing there? Are you having fun without me?" Edmund looked up at the veranda. Sky was standing with her hands on her hips. She just made an adorable little stomp. "No, Honey. How could we have fun without you? We're just picking vegetables in the back garden." Rachel pointed to the basket in Edmund's hand. "That's called having fun, Mama. Why didn't you wake me up?" As Rachel walked towards the stairs, Sky followed, shifting like a crab. "We didn't want to disturb your sweet dreams, Dear," Rachel said while hugging her daughter. "How did Mama know I had a nice dream? I dreamed of playing with a baby pangolin! I brought candy to invite lots of ants. It was happy to see lots of food." Rach

Edmund laughed heartily. "How about someday we return to Mauritius? I can pay for your tickets and accommodation. We can see the waterfall together." "Really? Is that okay? If we come there just to see the waterfall, wouldn't that be a waste?" Edmund blinked as he digested the little girl's words. "No, if I'm running my business too. I'm thinking about providing tour services there." Sky's eyes instantly lit up. The worry was peeled off from her face. "That sounds cool, Uncle. Mama and I will help you as much as we can. We are great at promoting places and their beauty, and also remind tourists to preserve nature." Edmund smiled faintly. His eyes were full of pride. "You don't need to help, Sky. Just accompany me." "Relax, Uncle. We're happy to help you. It's not a hassle. Now, how about we put a star on Mauritius and move on to somewhere else?" Sky took off the star sticker she had kept for a long time. Then, Edmund helped her hold the globe so it wouldn't spin. Seeing the cl