low and change into yellow coats.Occasionally, a mischievous and shameless corn cob, breaking through the leaves' embrace, would peek out to bask in the sun. It would sway its long whiskers, curiously... I feel sorry for her!"The mistress of the household, upon hearing this, flushed crimson with shame. She quickly rose and bowed deeply, apologizing, "Mother, I was wrong. I truly lost my composure for...