The first taste

It was a boring summer holiday. Bao stayed at grandpa's house. On the way back from shopping, a thought from grandpa aroused Bao's excitement. They planed to pick the osmanthus along the wayside that day. When they started picking the flower, she left grandfather alone and ran away. At that night, grandpa came home with two bags of sweet-scented osmanthus, but she didn't know how to face grandpa.