Charlie nodded subconsciously, then shook his head, and said, “I’m just a little shocked…”
As he said, he asked curiously: “Why did you suddenly call me a son and call yourself a slave?”
Maria Lin laughed and said:
“In the past, girls usually called unmarried men as boys. As for the slave families…
If the girl’s family wasn’t married, they always called themselves the ‘nu family’ in the past,
Married people call themselves “concubines”, but no one says that anymore,
so before telling the young master these things, the slave family could not use them indiscriminately,
but because they have been honest with the young master today, the slave family has nothing to do with the young master it is very easy to hide it, and this address is the most appropriate.”
Four honest words made Charlie think of Maria Lin’s naked appearance just now in Charlie’s mind.
For a moment, his expression was slightly awkward.
And Maria Lin also realized that Charlie might be wrong, and felt embarrassed and unbearable.
So, he hastily said to Charlie:
“My lord, wait a moment, I will bring you something to show!”
After he finished speaking, he got up and down, and brought out a beautifully framed picture scroll from below.
Maria Lin came to the other side of the bed, placed the scroll on the ground and slowly spread it out.
A landscape scroll about 2.5 meters wide and 6 meters long opened slowly.
Charlie stared intently at the painting, at the majestic view slowly unfolding before him.
The majestic and endless mountains, the Tianchi Lake hanging over the valley like a mirror,
the scenery in the painting is natural and lifelike on paper, to which Charlie is instantly attracted.
Charlie never thought that the artistic conception of a landscape painting could be so dazzling.
The scenery in this painting is full of charm, and every stroke looks flawless and perfect.
The last time he saw such a shocking painting, It was still the portrait of Meng Changsheng that Mrs. Jiang to him.
And the painting skill of this painting is even more excellent than that painting.
At this time, Maria Lin pointed at the tall and lush tree beside the Tianchi Lake in the painting with her slender jade hands, and said to Charlie:
“Young master, this is Pucha’s mother whom I call tea. Like years ago.”
After he finished speaking, he flicked his finger at the human silhouette under the tree, and said,
“This is my family. For a while, my family sat under this tea tree every day to drink tea, look at the mountains, and watch the water.”
Charlie unconsciously asked Maria Lin:
“Did you draw this painting?”
Maria Lin nodded:
“Sir, this drawing was made by my slave a few days ago, and it was made especially for you.”