Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 957 - 0957 Capital Chronicle 5

Chapter 957: Chapter 0957 Capital Chronicle 5

This blockhead!

Feng Qingxue knocked her head, realizing she still needed to make a trip to Shanghai to inquire He Hongjun about Ouyang Mo. Regardless, knowing whether Ouyang Mo was alive or dead was the only way she could explain things to Wen Ruyu.

Upon reaching Ouyang Lan’s home, a small courtyard with only three main rooms, all tattered with signs of damage and looting everywhere, the ground uneven as if someone had dug three feet into the earth.

"The yard was allocated by the state, we pay rent every month, it’s not privately owned," Ouyang Lan sighed while explaining, "If it were privately owned, it would have been confiscated by the state amid this turmoil. I’ve heard many private residences were seized during this campaign, those who rented their homes to others have suffered misfortunes!"

It seemed there was no one else in Ouyang Lan’s family. She closed the main gate, opened holes in three corners of the wall, and took out three long wooden boxes and two smaller ones, first opening the long boxes to show Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue—they were all scrolls of paintings and calligraphy.

Feng Qingxue carefully counted, a total of thirty-eight scrolls of varying lengths in the three boxes.

Ouyang Lan picked up a scroll and unrolled it, and it turned out to be Xu Beihong’s painting of a spirited horse!

"Take them, for one hundred yuan and thirty kilograms of grain, take them all!" Ouyang Lan closed the scroll and put it back into the box, pushing it along with the two smaller boxes towards Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue, "Keeping them in our house is but a curse, take them, just take them!"

Feng Qingxue, without any hesitation, took out several bags of grain from her luggage and had Lu Jiang take out two hundred yuan.

"Grandma, here are two hundred yuan and fifty kilograms of rice and flour, please take this for now. If we are fated to meet again in over a decade and you regret this, you can redeem these items with two hundred yuan and fifty kilograms of grain!" The more experiences she accumulated, the less selfish Feng Qingxue became; she was not as fixated on the future billion-worth of antique paintings and calligraphy, her only thought was to preserve the cultural heritage.

The belongings acquired rightfully would be left for herself and her children, guilt-free towards heaven and earth, be it jewels, jade or cultural relics and paintings.

By not stealing or forcibly acquiring, the value of what she had was already quite considerable, and she was content.

If eventually some items could not be returned to their original owners, she would diligently choose valuable relics to donate to the state, contributing to the nation’s cultural heritage, bestowing her family with honor, and for everything else, she would graciously accept without reservation.

Ouyang Lan’s eyes filled with tears upon hearing Feng Qingxue’s words.

She understood Feng Qingxue’s intention and murmured in gratitude, "Thank you, thank you so much, comrade, you are truly a good person. Whether I redeem them or not, we’ll have to see if this old lady can live that long."

"That’s why you must take good care of yourself, for the sake of the items you’ve entrusted with me, you must take care of your health."

"Sure, I will take care, I must!"

Ouyang Lan did not ask for their names as they stashed the boxes into the luggage; she had no intention to redeem them. The other party was kind, and she could not breach the rules of the transaction.

As Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue bid farewell, Feng Qingxue couldn’t help but inquire about Ouyang Lan’s husband.

Ouyang Lan spoke softly: "Tang Song, his name is Tang Song, the Tang Song of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song dynasties."

Tang Song? Then it was not someone she and her husband knew. Feng Qingxue felt a twinge of regret. Seizing the moment when no one was outside, she and Lu Jiang quickly left with the luggage, but Feng Qingxue etched the name Tang Song in her heart.