The young man laughed and said, "It seems that neither my eyes nor my grandma's eyesight are very good."
"I thought I found something extraordinary."
"It's just like what's written in the novel."
"Like a secret message or something?"
The young man shrugged his shoulders, "It seems that I have overthought it."
I don’t know if grandpa hid it from everyone, or...
It’s not like grandpa himself doesn’t know that there is such a scene in his painting, right?
The young man was stunned.
For the speculation that suddenly flashed in my mind.
No way?
...
"You."
The old man laughed and shook his head, "You are so old, but you are still like a child."
"Compared to your father, your temperament is more like your grandfather's."
The young man's words reminded the old man, "Actually, your grandfather might actually be able to do what you said."
"But isn't the purpose of leaving a mystery behind just for others to solve it?"
"If your grandfather really left a mystery in this painting, why didn't he leave anything behind?"
"Did your grandfather say anything when he gave this painting to you?"
Although the old man was also present at that time, it is not ruled out that there were situations that she did not notice.
The young man thought carefully for a while.
Then he looked a little hesitant and shook his head, "It seems not."
"After all, it's been a long time and I can't remember clearly."
"You kid, your memory is not as good as that of an old man like me."
The old man shook his head, "That was just a year ago."
"How many years ago did your grandfather paint this painting? I still remember it."
"hey-hey."
The young man smiled sheepishly, "Grandma, you always have a good memory, how can I compare with you?"
"Don't say such nice things."
The old man stood up and asked, "What do I remember well?"
"Are you a little disappointed?"
The old man looked at the young man.
The somewhat understanding look in his eyes made the young man swallow the words he wanted to deny.
He nodded honestly, "A little bit."
"More than a little, right?"
The old man was not so easy to fool, "He was all lost."
"ah?"
The young man scratched his hair and asked, "Is there any?"
"Where do I have it?"
"Oh, grandma, after talking so much, my mouth is thirsty."
"I'll have another bowl of mung bean soup."
The young man who was about to turn around caught a glimpse of the painting on the table and immediately stopped turning around.
I need to put the painting away first.
...
Seeing the young man's actions, the old man said, "You go and drink mung bean soup."
"Let me put the painting away for you."
"no, I'm fine."
The young man rolled up the painting carefully, "It doesn't take much effort."
"I'll be fine if I come."
The young man put the scroll into the box, put it into his school bag, and zipped it up.
The old man looked a little stunned.
Although this was a gift from the child's grandfather, the young man's behavior... he was cautious in every move... making people feel that it was a treasure.
Of course, it is normal for children to treat gifts from their deceased grandfather as treasures...
The old man shook his head.
I ignored the strange feeling in my heart.
...
"Is it ready?"
The old man smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Here, let's drink mung bean soup."
Looking at the porcelain bowl filled with mung bean soup that was pushed in front of him, the young man twitched the corner of his mouth.
Did grandma forget that he had just drank two large bowls of mung bean soup?
He also ate mung bean cake.
He also had breakfast before coming.
Could it be that in grandma's eyes, he is a big eater?
Looking at the bowl full of mung bean soup in front of him, the young man felt a little burdened.
However, grandma served it to him...
The young man picked up the bowl and drank.
It's hard to live up to the old man's wishes.
…
The young man stayed for lunch and then left.
I haven’t visited my grandma for a while, although I was disappointed that I didn’t get any useful information from her.
But the old man still has to accompany him.
Seeing the old man smiling happily, he felt that he was not so depressed anymore.
Who told him that he had poor eyesight and didn't notice something special in the painting earlier?
Although... even if he had discovered it earlier, without Xiao Xiao, he would not have known what this scene meant.
But he can ask grandpa.
But...if grandpa deceived him, he wouldn't know...
Thinking about it this way, the regrets in the young man's heart became much less.
There is no way to know something that cannot be known.
The young man consoled himself.
Be more open.
…
After returning home, the young man fell on the bed.
The next second, the young man straightened up like a carp and stood up suddenly.
He is also carrying a schoolbag.
There are also paintings in the schoolbag!
The young man hurriedly opened the zipper of his backpack and looked distressed when he saw some flattened boxes.
He is so careless!
He cursed himself a few times in his mind.
He carefully took out the box and placed it on the bed.
After thinking for a while, he stood up and placed the box on the desk next to him.
The bed is too soft and it would be bad if the painting gets wrinkled.
Opening the box, he looked carefully at the paintings inside.
His face changed.
There are thin creases on the drawing paper.
His heart skipped a beat.
Will it affect the function of the painting?
He paused for a moment before carefully spreading the drawing paper on the desk.
The painting is intact.
He breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still worried about some creases on the back of the drawing paper.
Because it was the back, he tentatively reached out and touched it a few times.
Of course, the creases won't disappear.
He told himself it was just a few creases and nothing serious.
But there was always some worry in my heart.
He stared at the painting for a while, then took out his cell phone from his pocket.
I also said before that I would call classmate Xiao.
Such an accident happened this time, so he had to make this call even more.
…
"Tweet~"
Lin flew towards Xiao Xiao happily.
Xiao Xiao reached out to take the vibrating cell phone, and touched Li's head with his other hand.
"Thank you, Lin."
"Tweet~"
Lin tilted his head, smiling and narrowing his eyes.
The baby spoon on one side curled his lips.
It said why did this guy suddenly make so much noise?
It turned out that I heard Mr. Xiao Xiao’s cell phone ringing.
It won't always be paying attention to Master Xiao Xiao's mobile phone, right?
There was a somewhat suspicious look on Yingshao's face.
Otherwise, why would you react so quickly?
It didn't even understand what was happening, but saw that this guy had already flown out.
To say that its reaction is not as fast as this dull and stupid guy, it will never admit it.
This guy must have been paying attention to Mr. Xiao Xiao's cell phone.
Yingshao nodded.
Confirmed his guess.
…
Xiao Xiao answered the phone.
"Classmate Xiao."
The young man's somewhat excited voice came from the phone.
"Kong Yi."
Xiao Xiao called out the other party's name.
"Yes, it's me."
The young man breathed a sigh of relief.
It was obvious that he personally called Student Xiao yesterday, but when he called just now, he was a little worried that Student Xiao didn't know who the phone number belonged to.