A few smiles flashed through Xiao Xiao's eyes.

He looked at Mr. Mu, "Grandpa Mu, are you doing something to me?"

......

"Xiao Xiao."

Mr. Mu expressed his feelings on his face, "It was because of your child that our family was safe."

"But you know the situation in our family, and you really can't come up with anything good, thank you."

"Just the old man's first-hand wood carving skills are quite reasonable."

"So, I made a wood carving to give it to you as a thank you gift, don't dislike it."

......

"This wood carving, Grandpa Mu, has destroyed several pieces of high-quality wood before the final product."

Grandma Tan smiled and said, "He always said something wrong, not right, and didn't say something wrong, and then started over with a stern face."

"I'm so annoyed when I see it again and again."

"He is very patient and starts again and again."

......

"I didn't see anything wrong with so many scraps before."

"But, seeing the final product, I understand."

The old lady had admiration and pride on her face.

"Xiaoxiao, I believe you will like this wood carving."

......

"Aying, say so much, hurry up and take out the things and take a look."

Grandpa Xiao couldn't wait.

"It's not for you."

Mr. Mu complained, and then did not give Grandpa Xiao a chance to speak. He turned around and looked at his son who had been silent since he entered the yard, "Asong, give Xiaoxiao something."

......

"Um."

Mu Tansong took a few steps forward and handed Xiao Xiao the bag he was holding in his arms carefully.

"Thanks."

Xiao Xiao reached out to take it, his eyes frozen on Mu Tansong's face for a few seconds.

The people in front of me are much less impetuous and more calm than when I first met them.

It seems that he has fulfilled his promise to the two old men well.

A smile flashed between Xiao Xiao's eyebrows.

......

"Grandpa Mu, Grandma Tan, let's go there and see."

Xiao Xiao did not rush to open the bag, but greeted him and pointed to the stone table under the white plum tree.

"good."

......

Everyone came to the stone table.

Several elderly people sat down on stone chairs.

The Xiao family looked at the bag in Xiao Xiao's hand with curiosity, "Xiaoxiao, open it and take a look."

Grandma Xiao urged.

......

Xiao Xiao put the bag on the stone table.

When he was about to open the bag, he looked up as if he was aware of it.

The plum girl lay on the branches, her head slightly tilted, and her hair fell down like a waterfall.

A little naive curiosity appeared in the clear eyes.

......

"Xiao Xiao?"

Xiao's mother called out strangely Xiao Xiao, who seemed to be trance, "What's wrong?"

She also looked up in the direction Xiao Xiao looked.

Green all over.

It was obviously full of flowers before.

The white plum blossoms are like handicrafts carved from mutton fat and white jade, but they are more spiritual.

The petals as thin as cicadas' wings are covered with the light moonlight, and the hazy halo is radiated, like a dream.

Thinking of the beautiful scenery before, Xiao's mother couldn't help but be stunned.

Even after watching it for so many days, she will still be amazed by it.

......

The sudden pat on her shoulder made Xiao's mother suddenly come back to her senses.

"Why are you stunned?"

Father Xiao was a little helpless.

"ah."

Xiao's mother realized that she smiled embarrassedly.

Then he looked at his son urgently, "Xiaoxiao, you-"

The rest came to an abrupt end after seeing the half-opened bag.

......

Xiao Xiao withdrew his gaze and looked down at the wood carving covered by a bag on the stone table.

He reached out and slowly pulled down the bag.

After a brief silence, bursts of air sucking sounds sounded in the yard.

......

The protagonist of the wood carving in the bag is Xiao Xiao.

He was holding a little fox in his arms.

There is a bracelet-shaped presence on the wrist exposed by rolling up the sleeves.

Behind Xiao Xiao is a flowering white plum.

Small white plums are covered with slender and flexible branches.

Crowd together, but not messy.

Each flower is delicate to the petal pattern.

Like a real flower.

It almost makes people feel that if a gust of wind blows by at this time, the white plums on the tree will inevitably sway gently.

......

There are stone tables and stone benches under the white plum tree.

There are a few white plum petals falling on it.

......

Xiao Xiao stood under the white plum tree with a shallow smile.

It seemed that the sunlight penetrated the branches and flowers above and fell on the young man.

Because, the young man's eyes seem to be flowing with light.

......

“Ha~”

“Wow~”

Everyone couldn't help but leaned closer to the direction of the wood carving, and their faces were full of surprise.
To be continued...