In the rolling hills of Chiang Mai, nestled in a small farming village, there lived a young woman named PiPi. She was as vibrant and free-spirited as the land she called home, helping her father tend to their farm while always dreaming of a life beyond the horizon. The land had been in her family for generations, and PiPi knew every corner of it—the way the soil felt beneath her feet, the scent of rain-soaked earth, and the comforting rhythm of planting and harvest. Her elder sister was already married, leaving PiPi as the one responsible for taking care of their father and helping with the family’s newest venture: an orchard of 500 young fruit trees. These trees were not just a crop; they were a symbol of her father’s hope for the future, a future PiPi was determined to secure. But the orchard had come at a price—literally. The family had taken out a loan from the bank, and now they faced the heavy burden of repaying it. PiPi loved her home deeply, but the pressure of the loan weighed...