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Chapter 1670 The only gain(1/2)

"grandmother......"

The young man searched the painting for a while.

Soon, his eyes lit up.

Found.

After all, he stared at the painting for a long time last night.

He already knew where the monster was.

......

"Look here."

Young man's fingers are false.

"Have you seen this before?"

"Ah, where?"

The old man bent down and approached the painting.

"this."

The young man squatted down and said, "Did you see it?"

"That hut, and this back."

“There are people playing the piano in the room.”

"ah?!"

The old man opened his eyes wide and said, "See."

"this......"

The old man unconsciously wanted to rub the picture in front of him with his hands.

"grandmother."

The young man stopped the old man, "Don't touch."

He was worried that he would rub the ink off. If this affected the effect of the painting, he would really cry and couldn't know where to cry.

......

"oh oh."

The old man curled his fingers.

He was surprised and confused on his face.

"strangeness......"

"I don't seem to have seen these before..."

“Does these exist?”

The old man looked at the young man.

"I don't know."

The young man shook his head, "A friend of mine found out and pointed it out to me."

"I was surprised, too."

"I have clearly seen this painting many times, but if my friend hadn't pointed it out, I wouldn't have discovered it."

"yes."

The old man murmured, "Stop talking about you, I haven't seen it before..."

“Is there anything like this here?”

"Really……"

"But......"

The old man reached out and rubbed his forehead.

People are old and can't think about things.

Just now, she recalled her previous memories of this painting and her head hurts a little.

"grandmother."

The young man helped the elderly sit down on the chair behind the painting table, "If you can't think of it, don't think about it."

"Don't force yourself."

The old man smiled bitterly.

"You are old and useless."

“But this painting…”

The old man shook his head, "What you want to ask... Grandma probably doesn't know either."

The young man probably saw it.

But I was still a little unwilling to accept it.

"Grandma, have you not seen this painting on the side?"

My grandfather and grandma have a good relationship.

When grandpa was painting, if grandma was fine, she would sit aside and quietly accompany grandpa.

Therefore, most of the grandfather’s paintings were watched by grandma as they were born with his own eyes.

So, what about this one?

When grandpa was painting this painting, was grandma also watching?

......

"This one..."

The old man fell into thinking.

"ah."

The old man suddenly screamed.

The young man was a little startled, "Grandma, what's wrong?"

"I remembered it."

The wrinkles on the old man's face were stretched out, "I drew this painting when I looked at your grandfather."

"This painting is your grandfather's confident work."

"Your grandpa is so proud."

"He was still taking this painting to show off outside."

Thinking of the scene at that time, the old man shook his head funny.

What an old kid.

......

Grandma looked at her grandfather drawing this painting...

The old man's words made the young man believe Xiao Xiao's words more.

This painting was made through the hands of two people.

Since grandma who was watching grandpa draw has never seen this scene before...

"Have you modified this painting later?"

The young man suddenly thought of something.

"Will Grandpa have inspiration again afterwards, so he added these things?"

The old man shook his head hesitantly.

"Your grandpa doesn't like to modify the paintings he has completed."

"He said it would be better to draw a new one after another."

"I didn't see or heard him say he had changed this painting..."

"Is this how?"

The young man was a little disappointed.

Grandma doesn't know more?

......

"Maybe we just didn't notice it at the beginning, right?"
To be continued...
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