The tiny voice echoed through the quiet garden just as the sun began dipping behind the tall trees. Baby Su, the little monkey who loved exploring, had wandered a bit too far from the watermelon patch. One moment he had been happily chasing a butterfly, and the next he found himself stuck between two giant watermelons that had rolled together like playful boulders.
Su tried to wiggle out, but the melons were heavy and the vines tangled around his arms. He squeaked louder, hoping someone would hear him. “Mum! I’m here!” His little heart thumped fast, and his tail curled nervously.
Far across the garden, Mama Monkey paused. She had been gathering leaves when she heard that familiar cry. Her ears perked, and without a single second of hesitation, she dashed toward the voice. The rustling vines and the soft thumps of her quick footsteps filled the evening air.
When she spotted Su trapped between the watermelons, her worry melted into determination. “I’m here, baby,” she said gently. With careful strength, she pushed the heavy melons apart and freed her frightened little one.
Su leaped into her arms, burying his face in her fur. “I thought you couldn’t hear me,” he whimpered.
Mama Monkey stroked his back. “I will always hear you. No matter how far you wander, your voice will always reach me.”
They walked back to the watermelon garden hand-in-hand, the sky now glowing pink and purple. Bu Bu, the kind farmer, smiled when he saw them return safely. Su clung to his mother, feeling warm, safe, and loved.
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