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

There was no one around after leaving the city. Sitting sideways on the back seat of the bicycle, Feng Qingxue stretched out her arms to hug Lu Jiang's waist.

"Ajiang, guess what good stuff I found today."

Lu Jiang said while pedaling his bicycle: "There are all kinds of things in the scrap yard. You must have gained a lot this time. You asked me to guess, but I can't guess. Did you find many valuable cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings?" ?”

"Yes, there are quite a few! I estimate that there are twenty or thirty pieces that are particularly valuable. Thinking about how many cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings in our county are about to be destroyed, it is completely conceivable that all the cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings in the city and even the country will be destroyed. How huge the ruined cultural heritage is!" Feng Qingxue sighed, "I don't regret my plundering at the scrapyard today, avoiding that little old man Huang Qingbai. Son, I just couldn’t avoid him when I was choosing calligraphy and painting.”

"Who is Huang Qingbai? Is he related to Mr. Huang Qinghong?" Lu Jiang asked.

"I asked him that when I heard his name, and it turns out that they are cousins ​​and have a good relationship." Feng Qingxue is still a little surprised, "I heard him say that Mr. Huang Qinghong is an ancient culture researcher at the Capital Cultural Relics Department. It seems that the expert had a conflict with the students who were smashing and burning the cultural relics, so he was labeled as sabotaging the revolution, and for reasons such as destroying the old culture, he was in trouble and disappeared. However, I was nowhere to be found. I didn’t tell him that Mr. Huang is in our brigade.”

Lu Jiang nodded, "Mr. Huang Qinghong should decide whether to tell or not."

"I think so too! From what Mr. Huang Qingbai said, it seems that Mr. Huang Qinghong's children have drawn a clear line with him. How pitiful!" Feng Qingxue couldn't help but sigh again, and then she was shaken and said: " Today I found a painting of a beautiful lady by my teacher, and I realized that I am as good as a baby when I saw the calligraphy and painting that we saved.”

Lu Jiang smiled and said: "You are still young and have just started. I believe you will definitely become a master of calligraphy and painting in the future! Wife, when the situation calms down and traditional culture can be released, your works will be hung in our home and everyone will praise you. !”

Who doesn't like to hear good things? Feng Qingxue was no exception. She smiled with crooked eyebrows and bright eyes.

"You said you would accompany me next time, don't forget it." After meeting Huang Qingbai, Feng Qingxue became more determined to use the convenience of space to save the cultural heritage that was about to disappear in the long river of history, just to have a clear conscience.

"Okay, okay, don't forget, I'll go to the city tomorrow."

"Really?" So easy to talk to? Feng Qingxue couldn't believe it.

Lu Jiang changed the topic and then said, "Go visit Uncle Cheng. If you have time, also meet Brother Anbang."

After making the plan, they learned from Lu's father that Cheng's father and Cheng's mother had passed away one after another.

Feng Qingxue felt very sad when she thought of her elders' love for Xibao.

The greatest pain in life is that we are separated from each other and never see each other again.

Unexpectedly, before they set off, Chen Xueniang arrived as promised. They had to cancel today's plan and change it to tomorrow. Instead, they greeted Chen Xueniang and a little boy she brought with her. The little boy had a tiger-like head and a tiger-like brain. He looked like he was only about three or four years old. .

"My adopted son, Chen Chi." Chen Xueniang introduced him.