บท 843: 185: I’ll break your leg. If my granddaughter-in-law isn’t good, then who is? 1

Although Zhou Xiang didn’t know how to draw.

But under the influence of old Mrs. Cen for so many years, she more or less knew a little.

The painting in front of her couldn’t be drawn without a master who had decades of experience.

Every painter had their own style of drawing.

This painting had a unique craftsmanship. It was lifelike and focused on details. Even the facial expressions of the old fisherman on the river could be clearly seen.

Old Mrs. Cen smiled and said, “You know the person who painted this painting.”

“I know him too?”Zhou Xiang was stunned and asked curiously, “Who is it?”

“Guess.”Old Mrs. Cen remained mysterious.

Zhou Xiang thought for a moment. “Is it Lai Dong?”

Lai Dong was a newcomer that old Mrs. Cen had met three years ago in the Chinese painting world.

Old Mrs. Cen shook her head.

“Is that Yun Qian?”

“No.”

Zhou Xiang had guessed several names in a row, but old Mrs. Cen had denied it.

“Mom, don’t Keep Me in suspense. Just tell me who it is.”