Yuhang pressed Xi Minghui's shoulders and stopped him from refuting excitedly.

"Jiang Xiao is right."

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

Xi Minghui was speechless for a moment.

"I ask you, you said that if you see the painting you like, the old man can be more awake. You can't guarantee the degree of awakeness, right? No one can guarantee it, right?"

Yu Hang hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Jiang Xiao said again: "Can he be sober that he can help you? You can't guarantee that you can't? If he does like that painting, but his level of liking it can't reach the point that I want to help you?"

It is always necessary to use such a favor that can impress him, something that makes him like and happy.

Right?

But who can guarantee this, who is looking for painting to send to the old man?

Yuhang was very smart, but at this time he was only a 16 or 17-year-old boy. So, he looked at Jiang Xiao, hoping that she could continue to speak, because he didn't quite understand what Jiang Xiao meant after hearing this.

Jiang Xiao pursed her lips and said, "I mean, what if I could make the old man completely awake? Let him feel the improvement of his body and spirit as before he was confused, and let him realize that the painting has a function beyond the painting?"

Xi Minghui couldn't help but jump up again.

"Hey! Jiang Xiao! Can you stop bragging?" This time, he couldn't control his voice.

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

They have been paying close attention to Jiang Xiao for the past month and a half, thinking that she was extremely serious in class. After class, she was reviewing and reading books, and she rarely chatted with her classmates and joked.

They thought she was a very calm and precocious student.

But now when I hear what she says, I feel that she is bragging with a feverish mind!

If the paintings she painted really have that effect, it is not a painting, but a baby!

If they could give out such a painting, the old man would definitely be willing to help them!

But how could there be such a painting?

"Minghui!" Yuhang patted him and "sit down."

At this time, three people were passing by outside the ice room. The ten-year-old girl was attracted by the ice room and turned her head to look over. Her eyes suddenly widened, and she hurriedly pulled the clothes of the woman beside her and said, "Mom, Sister Xiaoxiao! Is that Sister Xiaoxiao?"

Hearing his daughter's words, the woman immediately stopped and looked in the direction she pointed.

Through the glass, the girl sitting by the window had delicate faces, with long black and shiny hair tied with her ponytail, and a small strand of her ears drooped to her ears, looking as beautiful as the girl in the pictorial.

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

Song Xiyun was a little dazed for a moment.

Until Jiang Caijiao pulled her clothes again, she suddenly felt annoyed. She raised her hand and patted Jiang Caijiao on the back of her head, and cursed angrily: "What are you pulling? You can't say anything?"

"Mom, Sister Xiaoxiao has seen it..." Jiang Caijiao was beaten so hard that she almost rushed forward, and tears burst into her eyes. But she swallowed it quickly.

It is useless to cry in front of Song Xiyun, because she can't feel sorry for her, and she is not Dongdong.

Even Dongdong has been scolded a lot during this period. Jiang Caijiao knew that it was because her father hadn’t been home for too long. If her father didn’t go home, his mother would be in a bad mood.
Chapter completed!