A while later, Song Jie said, "Tang-ge^[1], there’s a beautiful flower over there. Pick it for me, will you?"

Song Xingchen smiled, "Are you a child?"

"Yes, I am. Is there anything wrong with that?” she retorted, arms akimbo. “Pick it for me!"

Song Xingchen picked a bright-colored flower and tucked it behind Song Jie’s ear. However, I soon noticed something odd about the flower and immediately shouted, "Wait! Let me have a look."

After observing the flower, I explained, "This is opium poppy! Why is there opium poppy here?"

"How do you know?!" Song Jie blurted, then covered her mouth to hide her gaffe.

"It's late summer and it should be the time of the year when the villagers are busy farming, but I noticed a few people ploughing in the fields. Is there a secret in the v...