Chapter 0920 - Fellow Travelers 8
When I got out of the city, I couldn't see anyone, sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, and the wind and snow stretched out his arms to hug Lu Jiang's waist.
"Ah Jiang, guess what good things I found today."
Lu Jiang pedaled the bicycle and said: "There are all kinds of things in the scrap station, you must have gained a lot this time, you asked me to guess, I can't guess, did you find a lot of valuable cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings?" ”
"yes, that's a lot! I estimate that there are twenty or thirty pieces of particular value. Thinking about the fact that there are so many cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings in our county that are about to suffer a catastrophe, you can imagine how huge the cultural heritage destroyed in the city and even the country is! Feng Qingxue sighed, "I don't regret being in the scrapyard at all." I took a few pieces of broken copper and iron with my hands today, and avoided Huang Qingbai's little old man, but I couldn't avoid him when I picked up calligraphy and paintings. ”
"Who is Huang Qingbai? Is it related to Mr. Huang Qinghong? Lu Jiang asked.
"I asked him the same when I heard his name, and it turned out that they were cousins, and they had a good relationship." "I heard him say that Mr. Huang Qinghong is an expert in ancient culture research in the capital's cultural relics department, and it seems that he had a conflict with those students who smashed and burned the calligraphy and paintings in order to protect cultural relics, so he was put on the hat of sabotaging the revolution, and there were reasons such as destroying the old culture, so he fell into trouble and disappeared." However, I didn't tell him that Mr. Huang was in our brigade. ”
Lu Jiang nodded, "Whether to tell or not should be decided by Mr. Huang Qinghong." ”
"I thought so too! Listening to Mr. Huang Qingbai's meaning, it seems that Mr. Huang Qinghong's children have drawn a line with him, it's really pitiful! Feng Qingxue couldn't help but sigh again, and then his spirit was shocked, and he said, "I found a picture of a teacher today." Seeing the calligraphy and paintings that we saved, I realized that my level was like that of a baby. ”
Lu Jiangwan said: "You are still young, just starting out, I believe you will be able to become a master of calligraphy and painting in the future!" Wife, when the wind and waves are calm, the traditional culture can be published, and your works will be hung in our home, and whoever sees it will praise it! ”
Who doesn't like to hear good things? The wind and snow are no exception, smiling with crooked eyebrows and eyes, and the brilliance is unusually bright.
"You said you would accompany me next time, don't forget." After meeting Huang Qingbai, the wind and snow became more and more determined to take advantage of the convenience of space to save the cultural heritage that is about to disappear in the long river of history, just to be worthy of his heart.
"Okay, okay, I can't forget it, I'll go to the city tomorrow."
"Really?" So easy to talk to? The wind and snow are a little unbelievable.
Lu Jiang changed the topic, and then said, "Go and visit Uncle Cheng, and if you have time, you can also meet Brother Anbang." ”
After making a plan, they learned from Lu's father that Cheng's father and Cheng's mother had passed away one after another.
Thinking of the second elder's love for Xibao, Feng Qingxue was very sad.
The greatest pain in life is the separation between heaven and man, and there is no possibility of seeing each other again.
Unexpectedly, before they set off, Chen Xueniang arrived as promised, so they had to cancel today's plan and change it to tomorrow, and instead greeted Chen Xueniang and a little boy she brought, a tiger-headed little boy, who was only about three or four years old.
"My adopted son, Chen Chi." Chen Xueniang introduced.