Yue Jiaojiao placed Zhao Nian on the bed and walked to the painting to take a closer look. "This painting... It's the scene I told you about a few days ago, the one in my dream."
Yue Jiaojiao pointed at the boy in the painting and said, "Zhao Zhan, look at this child. Doesn't he look a little like you?"
Zhao Zhan looked at it for a while and shook his head. After he had more time with the baby, he clearly knew what he looked like.
"Let's go look for Zhao Kuazi," Yue Jiaojiao was anxious to find out the truth. "Let's take this painting with us. After your father brought you back when you were five, Zhao Kuazi will definitely know what you look like."
"I'll get Madam Qin to come over and take care of Zhao Nian."
As Yue Jiaojiao spoke, she walked to the door and called Madam Qin over. Then, without a word, she put the painting in his hands and dragged Zhao Zhan out of the door, heading straight for Zhao Kuazi's house.
