Ouyang Lan said impatiently: "You are already seventy or ten years old, why are you showing off like this? I have told you a hundred times, Lao Wen is my elder brother to me, a father, a brother and a famous teacher. "

Hearing their words and seeing their expressions, Feng Qingxue blinked, feeling that there was an unknown story inside.

So, she glanced at Professor Xie.

Although the medical community and the calligraphy and painting community are not in the same small circle, Professor Xie obviously understands the friendship between Wen Ruyu and Ouyang Lan.

Professor Xie actually understood the doubt in Feng Qingxue's eyes and said funnyly: "Mr. Ouyang once married your teacher on the fingertips. Old Tang was jealous all his life."

"Ah? Marry with your fingertips?" Are you too surprised? Feng Qingxue never expected such a past, "Then the engagement was not fulfilled?"

"Of course I didn't fulfill it. If I had fulfilled it, there would be nothing wrong with Old Tang." Ouyang Lan couldn't help but laugh, "When we were young, we were full of passion, resisted the orders of our parents, arranged marriages, and refused to have our breasts tied. Foot-binding and other feudal dross that harmed the bodies of female compatriots, the pursuit of freedom and equality. Although my parents died and lived in the Wen family since I was a child, and I lived with Lao Wen day and night to study together, neither of us felt that the other was our soul mate, so we peacefully canceled the engagement. "

"I didn't expect that you were still a progressive person. Then you met Mr. Tang and Song Dynasty? They married and became a happy couple today." Feng Qingxue asked enthusiastically. She especially liked to hear the old man talk about the past, which could increase her knowledge.

Ouyang Lan smiled and nodded, "Of course, I was introduced to Old Tang by Old Wen! Although we strongly resist arranged marriages, we are very moral and will not fall in love or talk about marriage with others during the duration of the engagement."

Feng Qingxue gave a thumbs up.

To be honest, their era was a time of chaos, not only the chaos of war, but also the collision of old and new cultures. There were many characters whose progressive ideas promoted historical development but whose moral flaws made people receive mixed reviews.

The reason for his shortcomings is simply his failure to make progress while adhering to the moral bottom line like Wen Ruyu and Ouyang Lan.

"More than half a century has passed, why are you talking about this!" Tang Song quickly changed the subject, "Comrade Qingxue, even if you move out of Lao Wen, we can't take advantage of you, let alone take advantage of you to avoid Lao Wen coming back. Queen Jing said that we bully the younger generation. Even if the old guy is good at painting and famous, he is actually very good at spending money."

"The teacher is very good, you can't say that to him." Feng Qingxue was unhappy.

"What a fart!" Tang Song blurted out, "Lao Xie can testify. I asked him to paint a painting, and he said he would charge according to the size. I said yes, it should be large, but the work he painted almost made me a joke in the industry. !”

"What did you draw?" Feng Qingxue was curious.

Tang Song hummed twice, "I drew a kite with a broken string. The string was drawn straight from the upper left corner to the lower right corner. The kite is still a black spot, and the kite flyer is nowhere to be seen!"

After hearing this, Feng Qingxue let out a puff and couldn't help but laugh.

"She really looks like a teacher."

"The most disgusting thing is that this old guy charges money according to the size of the drawing paper!" Even after decades, Tang and Song still feel itching to mention it.

Feng Qingxue raised her hand and looked at the time, "When the teacher returns to Beijing, you can settle the debt with him. I have to leave first."

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