Marrying an Educated Youth in 70s: I led the farm system to counterattack

When Su Yang bought the briquettes and came back, Yang Mo also woke up, and Su Mei was cooking dinner.

Because Su Mei was on vacation, their three meals a day were also more regular.

For this dinner, Su Mei directly stewed an old hen, one was to supplement Yang Mo, and the other was also a celebration.

When Yang Mo came out, he also helped carry the bowls and chopsticks, etc. Su Mei said: "You take a rest, I will do it."

An older sister, who arranged things clearly, made Yang Mo feel that she was not like herself anymore.

People are like this, life is slowly improving, conditions are getting better and better, and the days when I was very capable and difficult have become memories of bitterness and sweetness.

Yang Mo is a fairly hardworking person, and she can't bear to have nothing to do, so she will find work by herself.

During dinner, Yang Mo was still thinking about the rice wine, but now that he is pregnant, he will bid farewell to this thing for the time being.

Thinking that there are still 7-8 months of pregnancy, and then it will take at least a few years to bring up children, and suddenly one head and two grow up.

I really didn't prepare anything, why did this kid come here? It's all because of Su Yang, a big pig.

While eating, Su Mei suddenly remembered something.

"When you went out today, a man named Erwen came to see you. I forgot when I got busy."

"Erwen." Su Yang asked, "Did he say what it was?"

Su Mei: "What he said was muddled, what Uncle Qian said, you can go and look again."

Su Yang and Yang Mo looked at each other. Once they said this, they understood that those paintings and calligraphy could be sold.

Su Yang: "Then I'll go and have a look tomorrow, are you still going?"

"Go." Yang Mo said very bluntly, she didn't want to stay at home, besides, she could see what good things were available.

Su Mei: "What's the matter with you, there won't be any problem."

Su Yang shook his head and said, "No, don't worry."

That night, Yang Mo and Su Yang returned to the space with the door still closed.

The next day, after breakfast, Su Yang took Yang Mo to Mr. Qian's house by bicycle, but he didn't look for Erwen.

Since the teacher is willing to sell it, there is no need to use too many people. Although Erwen is trustworthy, the less people know about this kind of thing, the better.

Bang, bang, Su Yang knocked on the door.

The door opened, and it was still the woman from last time.

"Hello, let's find Teacher Qian." Su Yang spoke politely.

The woman seemed to have been told, or maybe she knew the purpose of the two's visit, her tone was very gentle, with a smile on her face: "Come in, he is at home."

When we arrived at the house, there were not only two people in the family, but also three young people, who should be their children.

That's right, the Chinese New Year is tomorrow, and all the units that should be on holiday are basically on holiday.

After Su Yang and Yang Mo entered the room, they were asked to sit on the stools. Among the three young people, a man and a woman should be husband and wife. They didn't come over to disturb them, but just nodded their heads.

Another younger man came forward to say hello: "Hello, my dad is in the back room, please wait a moment."

"Ok."

In less than a minute, the woman came out with Teacher Qian.

Teacher Qian didn't care about his own children, and said to the two of them, "Come into the back room."

Yang Mo and Su Yang glanced at each other, and followed into the back room.

The back room is a simple room, not big, except for a bed, there is a big red box, which is also called a cabinet in some places.

There is a teapot and two cups on the cabinet, and a small bamboo basket for needlework, which seems to be used as both a cabinet and a table.

Teacher Qian pulled the only long bench in the room over: "You guys sit down first."

Yang Mo and Su Yang sat down.

Teacher Qian also sat sideways on the bed: "I understand your purpose, but I don't know how many pictures you want to buy and how much you can pay?"

Su Yang glanced at Yang Mo.

Yang Mo smiled: "That depends on what you have, Mr. Qian. I can't give you a quotation without looking at it."

Teacher Qian sat there silently for a long while, gritted his teeth, sighed again, and then got up.

He took off the teacups on the red cabinet and put them aside, then slowly opened the cabinet, and there were two packages inside, which should be clothes or something.

Then Teacher Qian took out the bundle and put it on the bed, and took out a rectangular paper bag wrapped in kraft paper from the cabinet.

Putting the paper bag on the bed, Teacher Qian slowly opened the paper bag, and there were four scrolls inside.

The little old man stared at the scroll for a long time, then sighed and said, "Look at it."

Yang Mo asked softly, "Can I open it and have a look?"

Teacher Qian nodded.

Yang Mo carefully picked up one, then slowly opened it, and looked at it on the bed.

Obviously, this teacher Qian should be an insider in the industry, and he took great care in protecting the scroll, and the paper was not damaged or damaged.

The unfolded picture is a picture of characters. To be honest, both Yang Mo and Su Yang are complete laymen, and even many characters in this picture cannot be recognized by both of them.

However, Yang Mo knows how to act, pretending to be a master, sweeping up and down several times, and pretending to nod and shake his head.

Su Yang just cooperated, but Teacher Qian couldn't take it anymore, what does it mean to nod and shake his head for a while, yes or no.

Fortunately, the little old man doesn't have a heart attack, otherwise it might be triggered.

Yang Mo looked at it for a long time, but he didn't even know who wrote it. There was an inscription on the words, but they were traditional characters and cursive script. Yang Mo carefully identified them, but he still didn't see it.

There are so many red seals on the words that Yang Mo can't recognize them.

"This picture looks okay." Yang Mo gave a concise summary.

This is obvious ignorance, the old man was a little anxious, blowing his beard and staring: "Do you understand Chinese or not, is that okay?"

Yang Mo looked a little funny at the little old man's anxious expression on his face. He was a teacher, and he was too easily agitated.

He didn't even think about it, the old man treats it like a lifeblood, you think it's okay to give one for a long time, can he not be in a hurry.

Yang Mo didn't mind being told that she didn't understand, she said with a smile, "Teacher, let me introduce you."

Teacher Qian looked at Yang Mo angrily. At this moment, he really didn't want to sell it. If this word fell into the hands of someone who didn't understand, it would undoubtedly be a waste of money.

He was afraid that these two people would not cherish them.

But thinking about the situation at home, Teacher Qian gave up again. The premise of any hobby is to survive. Let alone the New Year at home, the blame will never be uncovered.

There's no way, the little old man has to tell him, lest he be entrusted with anything wrong.

"Although I don't know why the two of you want to collect calligraphy and paintings, these are the cultural treasures of our country. I hope you will cherish them after you buy them. These are unique."