Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Professor Xie smiled and ate several grapes in a row before starting to reminisce with her.

"Have you heard that the college entrance examination system is going to be restored?" This is what the old professor asked in the first sentence.

Feng Qingxue hummed, "I was at the meeting when the symposium was held, and I was a supporter. Restoring the college entrance examination system is a definite matter. The admissions symposiums of major universities are being held. I believe you will be able to resume it soon. It deserves its reputation. How can a university teach new students without old professors like you?”

Professor Xie smiled and said nothing.

Seeing him like this, Feng Qingxue couldn't help but ask, "Has the country already restored your reputation?"

"Yes!" Professor Xie was filled with emotion. "I didn't expect us old guys to be able to wait until the clouds cleared. The day before yesterday, I received a notice of redress from above, asking me to return to campus after the college entrance examination is resumed. I don't have to go back to school. The library has been cleaned. My reputation has been restored, and my salary has been repaid. The residents who live in my house will soon move out."

"Let me tell you, when I first entered the house, the two families were beating each other up and down. My eyes were not eyes and my nose was not my nose." It turned out that I was ordered to move out of the big house that the country had allocated to Professor Xie.

Professor Xie smiled and said: “Housing is tight, so it’s understandable that they don’t want to move out.”

He understood it very well, but he still didn't like outsiders living in his house.

Feng Qingxue hummed, "Okay, you have a rest and recharge your batteries. I'll go check on the other professors and give them some watermelons. It's rare that I come across a batch of good watermelons this time. Do you want to buy some?" "Not much."

"Wait a moment." Professor Xie stopped her.

Feng Qingxue looked up and saw Professor Xie opening the desk drawer and taking out two scrolls wrapped in kraft paper and a seal stone, "Don't you often practice calligraphy and painting? These two paintings are for you."

"Where did you come from?" After opening it, Feng Qingxue was shocked.

One is a painting of flowers and birds by Song Huizong, the other is a painting of horses by Xu Beihong, but the seal stone is Tianhuang stone.

Professor Xie smiled and said: "They were all collected from the scrapyard. I came across two beautiful paintings like this. I thought you would like it, so I spent a few dollars to buy them. I asked an old friend to appraise them and they said they were genuine. ”

"The worst is over. These things definitely have a future. You can keep them for yourself."

Although Feng Qingxue couldn't put it down, she knew which was more important.

Professor Xie smiled again, "I'm a medical student, what do I need it for? In your hands you can study hard, but in my hands it's just a pearl covered in dust. Didn't you also copy a copy of the good medical books you got? Give it to me? I’ve benefited a lot.”

Feng Qingxue remembered the medical classics she brought from Shanghai. Because Guo Ming and several national players agreed, when she mentioned it to Professor Xie, Professor Xie was very curious and excited. She didn't have time at the time, so she called Ye Yan and Fu Bao took turns copying it, and finally checked it several times before sending it to Professor Xie. If Professor Xie hadn't mentioned it, she would have forgotten about it.

"It's good that you don't cherish your own things. Very good. How can I be stingy as a teacher if my students are like this?" Make up your mind to study academics.

Really unable to refuse, Feng Qingxue accepted the two paintings and Tian Huangshi, and decided to be more filial to the old professor in the future.