Monkey Lily, with her curious eyes and eager little hands, trotted beside Dad through the bustling market. The summer sun shimmered overhead, and the scent of ripe fruit filled the air. She stayed close, listening carefully as Dad explained how to pick the juiciest watermelon. When they found the perfect one—round, heavy, and deep green—Lily helped carry it with all her might. Back home, she watched with excitement as Dad sliced it open, the sweet, red flesh glistening inside. Together, they turned it into cool, delicious juice, the taste of a job well done.
Monkey Lily obediently helps dad
