Old Master Jiang thought for a while and said, "Yes, yes, yes, Xiao Chen, I remembered it when you mentioned it like this. It was in that photo. The painting was well drawn, but the face didn't look very similar. My wife was more elegant than the portrait at this age."

"Great Grandpa," Meng Xinian felt that he couldn't come back, "Except for the... grandma, isn't anyone in the Jiang family now looking similar to the people in the portrait?"

"Who looks similar to your great grandma? No more."

After saying this, Old Master Jiang looked at Meng Xinian with a strange expression, "Xiennian, was this painted by Xiaoxiao? Why did she draw such a portrait for no reason? What are you asking?"

If it weren't for the person in the portrait being Mrs. Jiang, Meng Xinian could have directly said that this was the portrait they drew after interrogating Zhao Meng, but how could Meng Xinian say it out now?

He thought it would be better to wait until he went to take a look at the portrait of Mrs. Jiang in the side hall before deciding.

"This is Xiaoxiao's painting, she asked me to take it over and ask you if you can recognize it." Meng Xinian said, "I'll ask where she saw it."

Meng Xinian felt like he was escaping for the first time, and he took this portrait and fled back to Jiangxiao's ward.

Enter, close the door, and lock it.

Then he grabbed the portrait and looked at Jiang Xiao sitting on the bed, his eyes a little strange.

Jiang Xiao was confused by his hurried expression and strange eyes. When he saw the portrait he was holding in his hand, he thought that Old Master Jiang had already recognized who this woman was, so he immediately sat up.

"Brother Xunian, how about it? Did you ask? Who is this?"

Meng Xinian sat down beside her and handed her the portrait.

"Ahem, Xiaoxiao, great-grandfather really recognized who this person is."

Jiang Xiao was immediately excited, "What are you waiting for? Who is it? I wrote my name to my father and asked him to catch the person immediately!"

As she said that, she immediately took out the message talisman and pen, and was ready to write it on the message talisman as soon as he said his name.

But Meng Xinian never spoke that name.

Jiang Xiao was a little puzzled, "Brother Xunian, why are you standing there? It's okay, I'm mentally prepared. No matter who it is, there is absolutely no sympathy to tell this time!"

"Little little," Meng Xinian sighed and said, "Great Grandpa said, this portrait looks like a great grandma."

"Then go catch the grandma...Puff!" Jiang Xiao said a while before reacting, staring at Meng Xinian with wide eyes, thinking that he had heard it. "Wait, Brother Xinian, did I hear it wrong? Who are you talking about?"

"Great grandma." Meng Xinian sighed helplessly and said, "Great grandma said that this is a portrait of his wife. Isn't that the grandma?"

"But the grandma has already..."

"right."

Meng Xinian nodded.

It is precisely because of this that he was also scared.

If Mrs. Jiang is still alive now, maybe he would directly suspect Mrs. Jiang. No matter who he is or what his identity is, it is impossible.

But Mrs. Jiang had already passed away.

Jiang Xiao's eyes were still wide open.

She really can't believe it.

"So is this teasing me? A portrait of a great grandma?"
Chapter completed!