"Grandpa, the frog god said he is also happy to play chess with you."
Xiao Xiao conveyed the words of the Frog God.
...
"Yeah?"
Mr. Xiao couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
A little embarrassed again.
"Ahem~"
"That's good."
"As long as we are all happy..."
...
Mr. Xiao straightened his expression.
"alright."
"Then I'll go."
"The frog god..."
...
Xiao Xiao looked sideways at the Frog God.
The frog god jumped on the old man's shoulder.
Xiao Xiao smiled slightly.
"Grandpa, please go there together."
"I'll prepare tea for you."
...
"ah......"
Mr. Xiao blinked his eyes.
What grandson means is...
"The frog god..."
...
"It's on your shoulder."
Xiao Xiao glanced at the frog god who was sitting upright and said, "You can take it with you."
...
"Ah, oh oh."
Mr. Xiao responded subconsciously.
Then his body froze.
Frog God...on his shoulder?
real or fake?
...
"Grandpa, relax."
Xiao Xiao laughed.
"You can just walk over normally."
...
"oh oh."
Mr. Xiao took a deep breath in his heart.
Relax, relax.
"That-"
Mr. Xiao turned halfway and paused, with a look on his face as if he was remembering something.
"Get some more fruit."
Mr. Xiao told his grandson.
...
"OK."
Xiao Xiao walked towards the kitchen.
...
When Xiao Xiao arrived at the place where the old man was playing chess with a full tray, he saw the old man sitting upright.
"grandfather."
He put the tray down.
I couldn't help but think: Has Grandpa ever sat so upright before?
...
"Xiaoxiao."
Hearing his grandson's voice, the old man turned his head.
The tense body relaxed a little.
It is obviously a very familiar place, but the old man doesn't know why he is so nervous today?
No matter what, seeing his grandson finally put a smile on his face.
...
"Ouch~"
The old man reached out and tapped his shoulder.
After working on my muscles and bones for a long time, my shoulders are sore.
...
Xiao Xiao placed two cups of tea in front of Grandpa and Frog God respectively.
"Grandpa, Frog God, please have a sip of tea before playing chess."
"Snacks and fruits are here. If you want to eat, you can take it yourself."
...
Xiao Xiao picked up the empty tray.
"Grandpa, Frog God, you guys play chess."
"I am leaving."
...
"Ah, oh oh."
Mr. Xiao swallowed his words and wanted his grandson to stay for a while longer.
Useless.
He complained bitterly to himself in his heart.
...
Xiao Xiao left.
The place became quiet again.
Mr. Xiao:......
"Ahem~"
He picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
The rich aroma of tea eased his discomfort.
He took a deep breath.
A breath of fresh air circulates throughout the limbs.
The old man smiled.
"Frog God, let's get started."
"I won't make the same mistake I made this morning again."
In this game, he wanted to make up for the regrets he had in the morning.
...
Xiao Xiao arrived in the yard.
The excitement in his ears made him couldn't help but curl his lips.
It's snowing again.
It just came down.
There is no snow on the ground yet.
But Zhen and Yingshao had already started to make a fuss.
Especially Yingshao, who is already having a fight with the catfish.
...
“What a lively group of guys.”
Chang En walked to Xiao Xiao's side.
...
"Chang En."
Xiao Xiao tilted his head and smiled without any surprise.
"Master Xiao Xiao."
Chang En nodded slightly.
...
"Is your painting finished?"
It's rare to see a monster who has been concentrating on painting come over to say hello.
Xiao Xiao naturally made this guess.
...
"No."
Chang En shook his head.
He gave an answer that was somewhat beyond Xiao Xiao's expectations.
"take a break."
Chang En raised his head.
Snowflakes fell softly on its face.
Soon, there was a thin layer of white on its eyelashes.
"No inspiration."
...
Chang En said calmly.
Xiao Xiao could hear a trace of annoyance in it.
He also looked up at the falling snow high in the sky.
"Then let's take a rest."
“Too tight can be counterproductive.”
...
"Um."
Chang En nodded.
It thinks so too.
It is very happy to draw on it.
It doesn't want painting to be its trouble.
Since you have no inspiration now, let it go.
No more drawing.
There's plenty of time for it.
It's not in a hurry.
Painting is not its job.
It's his hobby.
...
Xiao Xiao looked at Chang En again.
"Want to read a book?"
You know, Chang En is a book demon.
But I like painting so much.
I have to say, this is also quite surprising.
...
"good."
Chang En nodded without hesitation.
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao Xiao."
...
"Then do you want to follow me?"
Xiao Xiao pointed to the window of his room on the second floor.
"Or should I bring it to you?"
...
Chang En looked at the second floor window.
It knew that there was Master Xiao Xiao's house.
It has lived in this yard for a while.
Although most of the time he is immersed in painting.
But it still knows something about Master Xiao Xiao.
For example, that window represents Master Xiao Xiao's house.
...
Chang En hesitated.
...
"Don't have any scruples."
Chang En's performance had already made Xiao Xiao almost understand the monster's choice.
"Then you wait here."
Xiao Xiao quirked his eyebrows.
"I'll go get the book for you."
...
Chang En felt relieved, but also a little uneasy.
It bows.
"Excuse me, Master Xiao Xiao."
It is used to staying in the yard, and suddenly it wants to enter a human residence...
It is also the residence of Lord Xiao Xiao.
It became uncontrollably tense.
But......
Isn't it too rude to ask Mr. Xiao Xiao to fetch the book for it?
Too rude?
Will it leave a bad impression on Mr. Xiao Xiao?
...
It is rare for Chang En to worry about gains and losses.
...
Xiao Xiao shook his head.
The voice is laughing.
"Don't think too much."
"You had a headache before because you had no inspiration for painting, right?"
"Is this an attempt to 'add injury to injury'?"
...
Chang En was stunned.
Lord Xiao Xiao said this...
It couldn't help but reach out and stroke its head.
It really feels a bit bloated.
...
"Relax."
Xiao Xiao's voice was gentle.
"Appreciate plum blossoms or snowflakes."
"I'll be back as soon as I go."
Xiao Xiao didn't say much.
He knew that Chang En would adjust himself.
His long speeches only annoy people, well, they annoy monsters.
Xiao Xiao corrected his statement.
...
"Ah, right."
Xiao Xiao took a step and turned back.
"What books do you like to read?"
According to the impression that Chang'en gives people, it should be a book with a very cultural background, such as historical records and autobiography, right?
...
"It will be all right."
Chang En is not picky when reading.
Because human books are a brand new world to it.
Very fresh.
Very interesting too.
Of course, there are also less interesting books.
But since it is Mr. Xiao Xiao’s book, I believe it will be an interesting book.
"Master Xiao Xiao, just do whatever you want."
...
"good."
Xiao Xiao nodded.
"Then I'll do whatever I want."
"I'll get a few more books, and you can choose them yourself when the time comes."