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.
To be continued...