In addition to plum girls and plum trees, other monsters in this courtyard also interest the scholar.
It was the first time he encountered so many monsters.
Still living so peacefully in a courtyard.
Well.
In other words, harmony?
He always said that he never thought that this word could be used among monsters.
In its impression, a monster like the monster it chased away at the art exhibition last time is what a monster should look like.
self.
Strong sense of territory.
There is also caution and precaution.
…
"sure."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"You can stay as long as you want."
"I welcome you."
"Say more-"
Xiao Xiao blinked at the scholar, "I even accepted your 'bribe'."
He pointed to the painting in his hand that the scholar just gave him.
"How is there any reason to disagree?"
…
"ah?"
The scholar was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly explained, "This is not -"
Painting is not a bribe.
It was a gift to Mr. Xiao Xiao.
A gift of thanks.
…
"I know."
Xiao Xiao frowned, "I was just joking."
"It seems I made a joke that was not very appropriate."
"ah?"
"not me……"
The scholar was a little anxious.
He didn't mean to say anything bad about Mr. Xiao Xiao.
It was so anxious just now because it was worried that Master Xiao Xiao would think it was acquiescing that the painting was a bribe when it didn't explain.
This is of course wrong.
…
Xiao Xiao chuckled.
"I know."
"Chang En."
"Welcome to my home."
…
The scholar laughed.
"Thanks."
…
Xiao Xiao walked into the house holding the painting.
He plans to hang this painting in his room.
…
"Xiaoxiao."
Xiao's mother is almost used to meeting her son by chance in her living room.
"Why did you come back this time?"
…
"this."
Xiao Xiao raised the painting in his hand.
Mother Xiao looked over with a smile, and her eyes suddenly widened in the next second.
"so beautiful!"
"This painting is of our white plum blossoms!"
Xiao's mother immediately recognized that the protagonist in the painting was the white plum blossom in their yard.
After all... "The paintings are so similar."
"No."
Xiao's mother retracted her preface, "It's exactly the same."
"beautiful!"
Xiao's mother couldn't help but take the painting and look at it carefully.
A look of love and amazement.
…
"Xiaoxiao, is this what your friend drew?"
After admiring it for a long time, Xiao's mother reluctantly moved her eyes away and looked at her son opposite.
"I saw the drawing boards and paints in the yard..."
But, I didn't see the painter.
…
Because they were reminded by their son, they did not go to the drawing board to check.
I was afraid of disturbing others while they were painting.
So many days have passed, and their doubts about the painter Xiao Xiao said are getting bigger and bigger.
Now seeing this painting, Xiao's mother understood why the other party took so long to paint.
Such a painting with both form and spirit...
He actually painted the white plum blossoms so lifelike.
Even to a layman like her, she thought the painting was really good.
It's just...anywhere is fine.
There is nothing wrong with it.
…
"Um."
Xiao Xiao nodded, "It gave me the painting."
"gave it to you?"
Xiao's mother was surprised, "Why is this so embarrassing?"
"Such a good painting..."
"Did I really give it to you?"
Mother Xiao confirmed.
"Um."
Xiao Xiao laughed a little.
"You really gave it to me."
…
"oh oh."
A big smile appeared on Mother Xiao's face, "Since I gave it to you, Xiaoxiao, you must keep this painting well."
"Hmm... hang it in your room."
"Don't hang it in the living room."
"When outsiders see it, it will be bad if you want this painting."
Mother Xiao thought of the last time someone wanted to buy white plums.
That matter was resolved smoothly thanks to my son.
Otherwise, it would be annoying to be pestered by the other party all the time.
…
"That's what I planned."
Xiao Xiao nodded and said with a smile.
"Then I'll get the painting up first."
"Mom, you can ask dad and the others to come to my house to look at the paintings at night."
…
"OK."
"When the time comes, let your dad and the others open their eyes too."
"I have never seen such a beautiful painting..."
Mother Xiao's eyes lingered on the painting for a while.
Then, she returned the painting to Xiao Xiao, "Be careful when hanging it."
"Why."
Mother Xiao suddenly thought of a question, "Do you have a frame for the painting?"
"The one with glass?"
Such a beautiful painting must be well protected.
…
Xiao Xiao was slightly startled.
Then he shook his head, "No."
"I'll take the painting up first, and then go to the store to buy one."
"Um."
Mother Xiao nodded.
She can rest assured that her son is doing things.
But... "Where can I buy picture frames?"
"Is there a store nearby?"
"Is it very far?"
"mom."
Xiao Xiao smiled, "I know where they can buy it."
"It's not very far."
"Do not worry."
"oh oh."
Mother Xiao smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Okay, okay, my son said that, and I feel relieved."
"I'm going to the store in front first."
"Be careful on the road."
"Um."
Seeing Xiao's mother walking towards the teahouse in front, Xiao Xiao also walked up the stairs.
After he put the painting on the table in the room, he went downstairs and went out.
He remembered that the art supply store where he bought Chang En a painting board and paint last time sold picture frames.
…
Xiao Xiao took a taxi to the art supplies store.
Unexpectedly, I met an acquaintance in the store.
"Third brother?"
Zhao Luzheng looked at Xiao Xiao who opened the door and walked in with surprise.
"The youngest?"
Xiao Xiao was also a little surprised.
"Did you come with a friend?"
Xiao Xiao noticed the man next to Zhao Luzheng.
A flash of understanding flashed across his eyes.
Art Supplies……
Isn't this... the protagonist in the story Zhao Luzheng told before?
…
"Um."
Zhao Luzheng nodded, "This is my former junior high school classmate, Zhou Yao."
"Zhou Yao, this is my roommate in college and also my very good buddy, Xiao Xiao."
"Our dormitory is sorted by age. Xiao Xiao is the third oldest, so I usually call him third brother."
Zhao Luzheng introduced the two of them.
He knew that the third brother had guessed Zhou Yao's identity.
…
"Hello."
"Hello."
Xiao Xiao and Zhou Yao greeted each other.
Zhou Yao looked at Xiao Xiao with some curiosity.
After all, he is a student of Yan University.
This level of identity gives the other person a halo in his eyes.
As for the squad leader, he already had a halo in his eyes when he was in junior high school.
…
"Third brother, what are you here to buy?"
Zhao Luzheng looked confused.
I never heard that my third brother can draw.
Although the third brother looks like he can draw, it is normal.
…
"Picture frame."
Xiao Xiao saw Zhao Luzheng's guess, "I can't draw."
"I just came to buy a picture frame to put the painting in."
…
"oh oh."
Zhao Luzheng touched his face.
The third brother is really observant and has a sharp eye.
He put down his hand and smiled, "That's a coincidence."