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Jiangzhen City.

"Why did we come to Jiangzhen City, shouldn't we go to Jinglan City to find Ms. Bai Jinglan? Why did you come here?"

The four grandfathers Cheng Yiping, Zhang Xiaona, Zhao Xiaohui, and art trader Zhao Fei, Grandma Zhao Guo, Wu Juan, and Zhao Gang all looked hesitant.

Zhao Gang asked the first question after walking down from the car.

He felt very strange, because why he went to Jiangzhen City in a blink of an eye when he was going to Jinglan City?

This is really weird.

"It's very simple, because Miss Zhao already knows exactly where his grandma's painting is placed."

Looking at some urgency and an ugly face, Zhao Gang, Cheng Yiping shrugged his shoulders and said.

The voice just fell.

Zhao Gang's eyes lit up suddenly, with a surprised look on his face.

"Really? Really? Miss Zhao, do you really know where your grandmother's painting is hidden?"

This is really very good news.

After all, Zhao Gang was also very clear. Even if Ms. Bai Jinglan was found in Jinglan City, she agreed to sell her paintings to the auction, but if she could not find the painting of Zhao Xiaohui's grandma Zhao Juan, everything would be empty talk.

And now this is undoubtedly very good news!

"It's true, it's true, but I don't know if I can actually find that picture. I still need to know the clues I found, but I think it can be found."

Zhao Xiaohui nodded heavily. Although there was some hesitation on her face, she believed that since her grandmother had pasted that clue to the last piece of paper, it was enough to show that what was in the address was for Grandma Zhao Juan. Is very important.

Since it is so important, it should be the painting that is hidden.

This is also the last wish of Grandma Zhao Juan!

Otherwise, she wouldn't give herself nothing before she was dying, just give her the taupe notebook to herself.

"Okay, okay, then what are we waiting for, go quickly, go quickly, find this picture quickly"

Zhao Gang couldn't wait to say.

Among all people, his enthusiasm will be even higher than Zhao Xiaohui!

Cheng Yiping didn't talk too much, but quietly followed the crowd, followed Zhao Xiaohui to her neighborhood and home, and a sigh of sigh appeared in her eyes.

Who can think of what happened to Zhao Xiaohui's grandma Zhao Juan in this neighborhood.

His mind was back to what the soul clone saw.

In the sky, there are stars and the moon emits a quiet light shining in this neighborhood, which makes this neighborhood feel unusually quiet and even some cold.

Zhao Juan with a face in her face sat coughing violently in front of the table near the window. She held a napkin in her right hand. After a short while, she finally stopped coughing slightly and opened her hand slowly. The restaurant paper What coughed above was a pool of blood,

In her 60s, Zhao Juan is much older than her peers, her hair is gray, and she may be quite weak due to illness and chemotherapy.

He looked up, looking at the bright full moon in the sky, with a look of nostalgia on his face.

Lying on the table was a very fine picture framed to look like it was kept.

This picture is quite strange. A woman standing on her back stands in front of a waterfall. The waterfall only draws a break on the right, and on the far right there is a dense forest and a green pond. Photo was intercepted 23.

Her hand touched the scroll of this picture gently, and her face showed a look of nostalgia. She rolled the painting carefully, put it aside, took a piece of paper from the bookshelf, and I took out the pen a little, a little, and a little bit of writing on the paper.

Now that science and technology are developed, many people like to send e-mails or e-mail messages.

However, Zhao Juan still likes to write letters with a pen.

Computer typing, more feel.

Whether it's a computer, WeChat, or information, it's all cold and cold, with no emotion at all.

Only the words written in the letter can show the mood written by the parties and the feelings conveyed between the lines.

This is something that computer typing cannot give.

The moonlight shone slightly on this window, and a long shadow shone on Zhao Juan's body.

She coughed as she wrote, and sometimes even coughing blood dripped on the paper.

She wiped it gently, leaving a red mark on the paper.

After finally writing this piece of paper, she carefully folded the paper and stuffed it into the painting, leaving the painting in a hidden place.

After all this, it's already midnight.

Grandma Zhao Juan didn't fall asleep, she returned to bed, quietly thinking about the years that she had long forgotten, as if she had returned to high school when she was with her girlfriends and her youth Years

Zhao Juan didn't know that everything she had done fell into Cheng Yiping's eyes through the eyes of the soul clone.

In particular, the letter she wrote touched Cheng Yiping's heart.

Some people say that novels are very dog-blooded things, but many people do n’t know. Sometimes, reality is more dog-blooded than novels, or even a thousand times more.

Grandma Zhao Juan has already lived separately from Zhao Xiaohui and others.

A person lives in a house of one and a half rooms.

Although the house is small, it is enough for Grandma Zhao Juan.

At this moment, the six-bedroom, one-bedroom and one-bedroom house were crowded into Cheng Yiping, Zhang Xiaona, Zhao Xiaohui, art merchants Zhao Fei, Zhang Yelan, Zhao Guo, Wu Juan, and Zhao Gang, all of which suddenly seemed very crowded.

"Here, here!"

After Zhao Xiaohui entered the room, she looked around. Her grandmother's house has been here a few times before, especially during the Chinese New Year.

But after all, they only come once or twice a year, and some are unfamiliar.

Soon, Zhao Xiaohui found the place recorded on the taupe notebook and quickly walked towards the bedroom.

"Is this the house where Zhao Juan lives?"

Zhang Huanlan looked around, looking at some photos hanging from the wall, and there was some vibration in her heart.

These photos confirm the state and situation of Zhao Juan's life after being separated in high school.

Zhang Yanlan's eyes were involuntarily moist.

Although they are good friends and girlfriends, they haven't seen each other for decades after they left high school.

Science and technology are extremely developed, but people's hearts seem to be abnormally far away.

As she remembered the emotion, Zhang Xiaona's surprise voice came from her ear.

"I found it, I found it, I found grandma's picture."

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