Chapter 802

Bai Weizhong is a dutiful son. He wanted to live with him with his wife, children and grandchildren. He thought it was too noisy for him to live in his old house.

Jiang Xiao got out of the car and walked towards the building.

He went up the steps and rang the doorbell.

Xiaomiao has been slowly retreating out. He doesn't know how long Jiang Xiao will stay here, so when Jiang Xiao asks him to do something, he doesn't refuse.

Soon someone came to open the door.

Aftershock sound introduced to him, a middle-aged woman named aunt Xia and a middle-aged man named Tong Shu in the old house of the Bai family. They are a couple. They have taken care of the old man for three years.

It should be uncle Tong to open the door.

"Is it ginger?" Uncle Tong looked at her.

"I am."

"Come in, the old man is waiting for you."

Xiaomen let him in.

From the outside, Bai's old house is not big, but after I came in, I found that the courtyard was still very large. There were no trees planted, but potted plants.

The hall on the first floor of the small building is open. Standing here, she has seen the old man in Tang costume standing in front of a wall.

He is looking at a picture.

That painting is exactly the indulgent landscape of Jiang Xiao's painting.

The old man was thin, and his Tang suit was wide and loose, but his waist was still very straight.

"That's the old man, Miss Jiang, please."

Uncle Tong made a gesture to her, but he didn't mean to take her.

Jiang Xiao walked over by himself.

The three walls of the hall are empty, but it is not difficult for Jiang Xiao to guess that there are some nails on the walls. These must be paintings.

Now three walls, only her painting of indulgent landscape.

"Bai Lao."

The old man turned slowly when he heard the sound.

He looked ordinary, just like an old man in his seventies and eighties. His hair was gray and his face was wrinkled. His eyes were kind and wise.

"Are you Xiao Jiang? Did you draw this picture? "

Bai came to her and pointed to the chair in the hall and asked her to sit down.

"Yes."

"Great, great." Bai did not question her. He also sat down on another chair and looked at her.

Suddenly, he said, "how do I think you are a little familiar?"

Jiang Xiaoben thought that he would ask her about painting, but he didn't expect that he suddenly came up with such a sentence, and he was stunned for a moment.

White old toward her waved, "come here, let me see more carefully."

Jiang Xiao pursed her mouth, or got up and walked over.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her for a long time, and then said, "what a familiar look? I can't remember for a moment, but it's a bit like it, especially these eyes. "

Like who?

Jiang Xiao's heart moved.

Like who?

In addition to looking like Jiang Qingzhu, she should be like her father who has never seen her before!

Many people in the village often maliciously speculate that Jiang Qingzhu was sleeping by some rogue ruffian. However, Jiang Xiao never felt that her father was certainly not ugly.

Because there's nothing ugly about her facial features.

It's not like Jiang Qingzhu. It's not her narcissism.

Now hearing Bai Lao say that she looks like a person, Jiang Xiao suddenly thinks of her father.

Will it?

But Bai Lao couldn't think of it.

This makes Jiang Xiao a little crazy.

Where is there such a thing? It's better not to say it!

Now that she was a little overwhelmed, I don't know if she just happened to meet a man who had met her father.

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