"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."
Chapter completed!