He knew that one of the details in his wood carving was wrong. Although he objected to Lao Xiao's words at that time, Mu Lao agreed with Lao Xiao's statement in his heart.
He wants to carve a new one.
Otherwise, he would feel uncomfortable just thinking about that little flaw.
it's good now.
He finally produced a perfect work.
At least in his eyes, this work is perfect.
…
"Grandpa Mu, your works are really good."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"We all love it."
…
"really like."
Mrs. Xiao emphasized.
"The carving is so realistic."
"so amazing."
"Old wood, you will become a real carving master."
Mrs. Xiao said almost confidently.
…
Mu Lao smiled heartily.
He came here this time just to ask Xiaoxiao personally what he thought of wood carvings.
After all, it is my proud work.
He wants the most honest feedback.
Unexpectedly, it received praise beyond expectations.
Mu Lao was very happy.
It has always been his dream to truly enter the realm of sculpture and become a master.
After listening to Mrs. Xiao's words, he thought that he had taken another step towards this dream.
...
Step by step.
No need to go too fast.
As long as he doesn't stop and is steady, one day he will reach the end.
He will realize his dream.
…
Mu Lao didn't stay long before he said goodbye and left.
After all, he is in good condition now and would like to stay in the carving room all day.
There is still work to be done.
That kid Komatsu still needs more practice if he wants to share his work.
Gumuxuan does not allow half-baked works to be given to customers.
It will damage Gumuxuan's reputation.
This is something Mulao will never allow.
…
open the door-
"Woo~
The cold wind rushes in.
Along with it came the fragrant plum fragrance.
As Mu Lao shrank back, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Very fragrant.
Mu Lao couldn't help but reveal a somewhat addicted smile.
…
"Xiaoxiao."
On the way Xiao Xiao was sending Mu Lao out, although he knew it was not good, Mu Lao still couldn't help but twist his head frequently.
That white plum tree is really beautiful.
This is a fact he has known for a long time.
Otherwise, he would not have specifically chosen this white plum as one of the objects for carving.
It’s just that I know...
Every time he saw Bai Mei, he was still as amazed as the first time he saw her.
"It's incredible..."
Mu Lao murmured.
How could there be such a... spiritual white plum in the world?
Yes.
Aura.
That light and faint thing all over my body...is it white mist?
It must be the cold.
Mu Lao is not sure.
It's just that in his eyes, such white plum blossoms are as if they have their own fairy spirit.
Very special.
Also very beautiful.
…
"Mulao."
Xiao Xiao held the old man slightly.
Mu Lao was stunned.
"ah?"
…
"Be careful of the threshold."
Xiao Xiao reminded the old man.
…
Mu Lao looked down.
really.
In front of your feet is a threshold.
If Xiaoxiao hadn't reminded him in time, he might have tripped.
That would be bad.
…
"Xiaoxiao, thank you for reminding me."
Mu Lao smiled gratefully.
"Otherwise, if I really fall, I will be scolded to death by the old woman."
Mu Lao looked happy.
"It will also delay the engraving."
…
Xiao Xiao quirked his eyebrows.
"Grandpa Mu, you have to look ahead when walking."
…
Hearing this, Mu Lao smiled sarcastically.
"Cough~"
Mu Lao cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"It is my fault."
"This white plum tree of yours is so beautiful."
Mu Lao turned his head.
The scene that came into view immediately made his eyes look astonished again.
His face was full of admiration.
He felt that he was at a loss for words about this white plum tree.
The so-called beauty that is difficult to describe with pen and ink...
He really saw it in this white plum.
…
"Hey, Xiaoxiao."
Mu Lao glanced at Xiao Xiao from the corner of his eye.
His attention was still reluctant to completely leave Bai Mei's body.
"How do you raise this white plum tree at your home?"
"It wasn't there in the earliest times, right?"
As an old neighbor of the Xiao family, Mu Lao had never been to the Xiao family's yard when he was a child.
But at that time, he had never seen this white plum tree.
If he had seen it, he would never forget it.
I have only seen such an otherworldly white plum once... who can forget it?
…
"Um."
Xiao Xiao nodded, "Grandma picked it up from the road a few years ago."
"It should have been thrown away."
…
"What?!"
Mu Lao opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Your grandma picked up this white plum on the road?!"
How can it be?
Can you pick up such beautiful white plums on the road?
Where?
He wants to pick it up too!
…
"Of course it wasn't like this when grandma picked it up."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"At that time, grandma just picked up this white plum plant with a sense of luck."
"I don't know if he can be saved."
"So she didn't tell us at first that she had picked up a white plum tree."
"The white plum blossoms bloomed in the back, and we noticed that there was an extra white plum tree in the yard."
…
"...That's it."
Mu Lao was a little surprised, "It was originally fast, but it is already dying?"
People of the older generation are always more taboo about certain words.
Mu Lao changed his explanation.
His life now is better than ever.
He still wants to live a few more years.
Live long enough for that kid Xiaosong to take Gumuxuan from his hands.
…
"Um."
Xiao Xiao nodded.
"It's very tenacious."
"Survived well."
…
Mu Lao slapped his mouth.
He looked at the white plum trees not far away.
More than just surviving well...
It was very good, very good to survive.
"This...is also a counterattack, right?"
The old man thought of a word he occasionally heard on TV news.
It's so shocking.
Who would have thought that... this white plum tree was in a dying state a few years ago?
Hey, speaking of this...
Mu Lao looked at Xiao Xiao this time, "So, how do you feed it?"
"You are still raising yourself so well?"
If you have any special experience...
He also wanted to learn from it and raise one in his yard.
Thinking that when winter came, his yard would be filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms and he could see plum blossoms in full bloom, he couldn't help but feel happy.
That scene was really beautiful.
…
"Is your grandma taking care of it?"
After all, the kid Xiaoxiao said that it was his grandma who picked up the plum tree, and he didn't tell his family at first.
Since no one has told her, who else can take care of the plum tree besides Grandma Xiaoxiao who picked up the plum tree?
"so amazing."
Mu Lao's face was full of admiration.
"I've known your grandma for so long, but I didn't know she was so good at taking care of plum trees."