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Chapter 4392 Grandpa Jiang

"...we must combine work and rest..."

“There is no inspiration under high pressure.”

“It’s also easy to lose your normal mind.”

"I couldn't draw well at first, but I can't draw well..."

Mr. Tang spoke sincerely.

"But the kid keeps saying it's too late..."

"I have no idea……"

Is it too late for the child’s mother’s birthday?

The child just kept silent when asked again.



Mr. Tang was very depressed and helpless.

This child refused to say anything, so he didn't even know where to put his concern...



"This child's appetite has been bad recently..."

Mr. Tang looked at his granddaughter with a worried look.

"I have no idea……"

"I am anxious……"

Time passed day by day, and Mr. Tang comforted himself that there were only a few days until the child’s mother’s birthday...

Maybe that day, everything will come to light.

Everything will return to normal.

But……

no.

The old man's heart was beating uneasily.

He couldn't allow himself to calmly turn a blind eye to some anomalies that he couldn't let go of.

He can't...

On the contrary, as time passed, he became more and more troubled to sleep and eat.

If his granddaughter hadn't refused, he would have wanted to keep guarding his granddaughter.

Even if he doesn't know anything.

But as long as he stays with his granddaughter...

No matter how bad the situation is, it can't be that bad...

Yeah?



Mr. Tang looked at Mr. Jiang expectantly.

His lips moved a few times, "Old Jiang."

This is the name he always calls Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang also called him Lao Tang.

He was a little hesitant. At this time, he had something to ask for. Should he call him a master?

But he felt a little awkward in his heart and couldn't say it out loud.

never mind.

How strange is it that you suddenly changed your title?

It's better to continue to call him Lao Jiang.



"Did you find anything?"

Mr. Tang held his breath unconsciously.



Mr. Jiang raised his eyes and looked around.

"Let me see……"

In fact, he roughly inspected the entire room from the first moment he entered the room.

Nothing was found.

But there was something vaguely strange in his heart.

like……

There is indeed something in this room...



Mr. Jiang paced slowly in the room.

He never underestimated any of his feelings.

I also believe that I have some intuitive reactions that I have honed over the years of dealing with monsters.



Hearing this and seeing this, Mr. Tang nervously swallowed what he was about to say.

His hands squeezed together unconsciously.

Full of anxiety, he looked at the unhurried Mr. Jiang with eager eyes.



Mr. Jiang finally came to the child's side.

The child's hand holds the pencil tightly.

Outline tight and messy lines.

The black and white colors make it look a bit more depressing.



To be honest, looking at the children's paintings, Mr. Jiang couldn't feel the children's love for paintings at all.

But if they don't like it, why would the child draw it over and over again as if he was forced?

force……

An idea flashed in Mr. Jiang's mind.

That’s right!

Doesn't the child's frowning expression look like he is being forced?



The issue is……

If he guessed correctly...

Who forced the child?

Is it the child himself?

Or is there someone else?

or……

And... other monsters?



Although if a monster is really involved, Mr. Jiang doesn't quite understand the monster's intention?

Forcing children to draw?

Why?



Mr. Jiang shook his head slightly.

It's too early to think about this at the moment.

He didn't even know if there were monsters involved...

Not to mention the monster’s purpose?



and……

If there really are monsters, he doesn't believe that forcing children to draw is the purpose of monsters.

He doesn't look like his junior brother...

Total hatred for monsters.

But he doesn’t really think of monsters as innocent.

The child is obviously in bad condition.

No.

It's very bad.



Mr. Jiang is not a newbie coming out of society.

Nor is he a fantasist who has a filter for monsters.

There are good and bad monsters.

But basically, those who have had a bad impact on humans are bad monsters.

What they want...

It's not just children painting.



Mr. Jiang moved closer to the child.

The most important thing now is to confirm...

Are the child's abnormalities related to monsters?



This time the child finally noticed someone approaching her.

Still a stranger.

The child turned pale with fright.

No sound came out of the open mouth.



Mr. Jiang retreated slightly.

He looked at Mr. Tang.

Elder Tang stepped forward knowingly.

"Tangtang, it's grandpa."

Mr. Tang reached out and gently pressed the child's shoulder.

Sensing the clear trembling in his hands, Mr. Tang put his arms around the child's shoulders.

"fine."

"This is grandpa's friend."

"Just call him Grandpa Jiang."



Grandpa's appearance made the child find support at once.

The child subconsciously moves closer to his grandfather.

His little hands tightly grasped Grandpa's clothes.

He looked nervous, panicked and a little confused.



"Tangtang."

Mr. Jiang lowered his head and smiled.

I always feel like I haven’t seen you for a while, this child...

Getting paler.

Mr. Jiang tightened his grip on the child's shoulders.

The next second, Mr. Jiang frowned.

too skinny.

"Grandpa Jiang is a very powerful person."

Mr. Tang hoped that the statements he heard were true.

He invited people.

Until there is a result, he will believe Mr. Jiang.

"Grandpa specially asked Grandpa Jiang to come over and see Tangtang."

"If there's anything Tangtang doesn't want to tell Grandpa, you can tell Grandpa Jiang."



The child turned to look at his grandfather.

He looked up again and looked at the strange grandpa opposite.



"Grandpa Jiang..."

The child's voice is soft and thin.

If the two old men hadn't been paying attention to every move of the child, they might have missed the child's voice.



"Why."

Mr. Jiang replied with a smile.

"Tangtang."

Mr. Jiang asked tentatively, "Have you made any new friends recently?"

no.

Mr. Jiang shook his head.

"Maybe not friends."

"Is this the guy I met for the first time recently?"

"Does the other person make Tangtang feel disgusted or even scared?"



Mr. Jiang’s question was too targeted...

The child's expression suddenly became tense.

Clues were leaked.



Jiang Lao was heartbroken.

It seems he is heading in the right direction.

Mr. Jiang's tone became slower and slower.

"Tangtang, can you introduce her to Grandpa Jiang?"



Mr. Tang looked at his granddaughter and then at Mr. Jiang.

He opened his mouth.

Finally, he pursed his lips.

His heart lifted.

seem……

Mr. Jiang has already discovered it?

He felt happy.

I'm also worried that I might get it wrong...

For a moment, Mr. Tang felt quite torn between ice and fire.



"Okay?"

Mr. Jiang squatted down.

Look at your child's eyes.

This can convey his emotions more directly.

It also makes the child's emotions invisible in front of him.



Mr. Jiang found no trace of monsters in the child's house.

It was just the intuition developed from years of dealing with monsters that told him...


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