Bai Weizhong is a filial son. He originally wanted to live with his wife, children and grandson with Old Man Bai. Old Man Bai thought it was too noisy and insisted on living in the old house by himself.

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

Up the steps, reached out and rang the doorbell.

Xiao Miao had slowly retreated. He didn't know how long Jiang Xiao would stay here, so he didn't refuse when Jiang Xiao asked him to just go and do whatever he wanted.

Someone will open the door soon.

Aftershocking introduced him to him. In the old house of Bai, a middle-aged woman named Aunt Xia and a middle-aged man named Uncle Tong. He was a couple and had been taking care of Old Man Bai for three years.

Uncle Tong should be the one who came to open the door.

"Is it Xiao Jiang?" Uncle Tong looked at her.

"I am."

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

He let Jiang Xiao in.

From outside, the old house of Bai’s family is not big, but after coming in, I found that the courtyard was quite large, and there were no trees planted, and all the plants were planted.

The hall on the first floor of the small building is open. She stood here and saw the old man in Tang suit standing in front of a wall.

He was looking at a painting.

That painting is exactly the indulgent landscape painted by Jiang Xiao.

The old man was thin and he was wearing a loose Tang suit on his body, but his waist was still very straight.

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

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

Jiang Xiao walked over by himself.

The three walls of the hall were empty, but seeing some nails on the wall, it was not difficult for Jiang Xiao to guess that these must be hung with paintings.

Now on the three walls, there is only the indulgent landscape she painted.

"Old Bai."

Old man Bai slowly turned around when he heard the sound.

His appearance was ordinary, just like an old man in his seventies or eighties, with gray hair and wrinkles on his face. Only those eyes looked kind and wise.

"You are Xiao Jiang? Did you draw this painting?"

Old Bai walked towards her, pointed to the chair in the hall, and asked her to sit down.

"Yes."

"Excellent, amazing." Old Bai did not question her. He also sat down on another chair, still looking at her.

He suddenly exclaimed and said, "Why do I think you look familiar?"

Jiang Xiao thought he would ask her questions about painting, but she didn't expect that he would suddenly say something like this and was stunned for a moment.

Old Bai waved to her, "Come here, let me see carefully."

Jiang Xiao pursed her lips, but still got up and walked over.

Old Bai squinted his eyes slightly and looked at her for a while, saying, "I really look familiar. Who do you look like? I can't remember it for a while, but it's really a bit like it, especially these eyes."

Like whom?

Jiang Xiao's heart moved.

Like whom?

Apart from looking like Jiang Qingzhu, she should be like her father she has never seen before!

Many people in the village often maliciously speculate that Jiang Qingzhu was sleeping with a hooligan back then, but Jiang Xiao always felt that her biological father must be not ugly.

Because there is no ugly spot on her facial features.

The part that is not like Jiang Qingzhu is also beautiful, it is not her narcissism.

Now that he heard Mr. Bai say that she looks like a human, Jiang Xiao suddenly thought of her father.

Will it be?

But Mr. Bai couldn't think of it anyway.

This made Jiang Xiao a little crazy.

Where is this? Why not talk about it!

Now this made her feel a little uncomfortable. I don’t know if she had met someone who had met her father by chance.
Chapter completed!