"Hahaha! You resemble, truly resemble him! Little Xiu Hua, you're just like your father!... Now go play with Tidan!"
"Great Uncle, I want to go to your studio with Tidan... and use some cochineal pigment..."
"Oh?... You want to paint? What do you want to paint?..."
"Yes! Tidan will paint Maya murals, and I want her to paint a red Divine Bird..."
"Hmm?... And what about you? Are you going to paint a Divine Tree?..."
"Hmm... No. I want to use some gold powder to paint a golden pyramid, to tell her... this is her home..."
"... Hahaha! Great, just great! Then go ahead and use it, just instruct the servants in the studio!"...
"Thank you, Great Uncle!... Um, thank you, Father!... Uh... and thank you, Mother!..."
Little Xiu Hua pulled Little Tidan along, bowing to the Great Uncle and parents. Then, the joyful sound of "da-da" wooden shoes jumped away. In the reception hall, only three people remained, free to discuss serious matters.
"Little Xiuluo, Little Alisa, have you eaten?"
