Yu Hang pressed Xi Minghui's shoulder, not letting him refute excitedly.

Jiang Xiao was right. ”

Jiang Xiao said: "How can you allow yourself to make an agreement that is beneficial to you and come to me for help, but I can't put forward my own conditions?"

Xi Minghui was speechless for a while.

"Let me ask you, you said that if you see a painting you like, then the old man can be more sober, and you can't guarantee the degree of sobriety, right? No one dares to guarantee it, right?"

Yu Hang hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Jiang Xiao said again: "Is he sober enough to help you, you can't guarantee it, right? What if he really likes that painting, but he doesn't like it to the point where he wants to help you?"

You have to be able to impress him, something that he likes and is very happy about, so that he can use such a favor.

Right?

But this, all the people who are looking for a painting to send to the old man, who can guarantee it?

Yu Hang was very smart, but at this time he was only sixteen or seventeen years old. Therefore, he looked at Jiang Xiao and hoped that she could continue, because he didn't quite understand what Jiang Xiao meant when he heard this.

Jiang Xiao pursed his lips and said, "I mean, what if my words can make that old man completely sober up? Let him feel the improvement of his body and spirit as he did before he was confused, and let him realize that the painting has a role beyond painting?"

Xi Minghui couldn't help but jump up again.

"Hey, Jiang Xiao, can you not brag?" This time, he couldn't control his voice.

Because he really couldn't believe what Jiang Xiao said, he felt that she was bragging at all.

They have been paying close attention to Jiang Xiao for the past month and a half, and feel that she is very serious in class, except for going to the toilet after class, she is reviewing and reading, and she rarely chats and gossips with her classmates.

They thought she was a very calm and precocious kind of academic bully.

But now listening to what she said, I feel that she is simply bragging hot-headed!

If the painting she painted really had that effect, it wasn't a painting, it was a baby!

If they can send a painting like that, the old man will definitely be willing to help them!

But how could there be such a painting?

"Minghui!" Yu Hang patted him, "Sit down." ”

At this time, three people were passing outside the icehouse, and the ten-year-old girl was attracted to the ice room and happened to turn her head to look. Her eyes widened suddenly, and she hurriedly pulled the clothes of the woman next to her, and said, "Mother, Sister Xiaoxiao! Is that Sister Xiaoxiao?"

Hearing her daughter's words, the woman immediately stopped and looked in the direction she was pointing.

Through the glass, the girl sitting by the window had a delicate face, with long black hair tied in a ponytail, and a small strand hanging down her ear, looking as beautiful as the girl in the pictorial.

This is Jiang Xiao, and it doesn't look like Jiang Xiao.

Song Xiyun was in a trance for a while.

It wasn't until Jiang Caijiao pulled her clothes again that she suddenly became annoyed, raised her hand and patted the back of Jiang Caijiao's head, and scolded angrily: "What are you talking about?

"Mother, Sister Xiaoxiao has come to see it......" Jiang Caijiao was so beaten by her that she almost threw herself forward, and tears welled up in her eyes. But she swallowed it back quickly.

It's useless to cry in front of Song Xiyun, no matter how wronged she is, because she can't feel sorry for her at all, and she is not Dongdong.

Even Dongdong has been scolded during this time. Jiang Caijiao knew that it was because her father hadn't come home for too long, and if her father didn't come home, her mother would be in a bad mood.