There are not many furnishings in the room. There is a table with six chairs, a soft couch by the window, a small table next to it, and a bookcase behind the table. The bookcase is as big as the whole wall, and there are books on it.

There was an old man sitting on the soft couch. He was holding a Book of staples in his hand. Looking at the yellowing paper, you can guess that it should be an old book.

He looked down at the book, wearing a black frame glasses, one hand holding the glasses legs, it may be that the bridge of his nose is a little sour after wearing it for a long time.

This old man is just what uncle Wei called "master"?

Jiang Xiao thinks it's rare to call a master these days.

Standing by the door, she couldn't see the old man's appearance. She only looked at the old man and didn't look at it any more. Instead, she subconsciously swept the decorations in the house.

When he saw a picture hanging on the other side of the wall, Jiang Xiao's heart jumped and his eyes changed.

That painting...

she recognized it at a glance. It was the medicine painting that Li Han asked her to draw before!

Old house, little yard and trees.

She had always been curious about who Li Hanzhong had given the painting to and what the effect was, but now she saw it by accident.

So, did Li Hanzhong give the painting to the old man?

Who is this old man?

What's more, Wei Leng Mian didn't open his mouth after he came in. He just dropped his hand and stood aside in silence. What did he want to do?

The old man looked at his age. If he had been immersed in the book and didn't find them, when would he have to wait?

But Wei Leng Mian did not speak, and Jiangxiao was not good at speaking.

She gently raised her step to go towards the painting, trying to see if there was any aura in it. Just after walking a few steps, the old man raised his head and looked this way. She was surprised and said, "where is the fragrance?"

Jiang Xiao stopped at once.

Aroma?

She didn't smell it at all.

Therefore, she immediately responded. If you want to say that there is fragrance in this room, you can only say the fragrance on her body.

But so far away, can the old man still smell it?

Wei Leng Mian immediately looked at Jiangxiao.

Jiang Xiao and he ride in the same car, of course, he also vaguely smell the fragrance.

but the girl's home, perhaps with some perfume and powder, is normal, but the kind of Jiang Xiao bought may taste especially fragrant and some, but there is nothing strange about it, but what he did not expect was that the old man could smell it too.

Such a distance, in principle, can't be heard.

The old man also looks at Jiang Xiao.

Also did not greet with Wei Leng Mian, but first toward Jiangxiao waved, said: "little girl come here."

Little girl...

well, for an old man who looks more than 80 years old, she is indeed a little girl.

Jiang Xiao looks at Wei Leng Mian.

Wei Leng's face nodded slightly.

Jiang Xiao then approached the old man.

"Sit down."

There is a small round stool beside the soft couch. The old man motioned for her to sit down, and Jiang Xiao sat down on the small round stool.

She didn't know the old man and didn't know what to say for a while, so she just waited for him to speak.

The old man looked at her with a smile and said, "I look good, but I haven't seen you."

"It's the first time I've seen the old man." Jiang Xiao said.

He is natural and generous, not timid or timid.

His eyes were bright and his expression was normal, and there was no sign of deliberate closeness and ingratitude.

The old man's smile was a little deeper.

"Well, for the first time. Does the little girl have a sachet on her

Sachet?

Is that antique?

Jiang Xiao originally wanted to shake her head, but when she saw the old man waiting for her answer, she stopped.

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