Chapter 957 - 0957 Capital Chronicle 5
This blockhead!
Feng Qingxue knocked her head, realizing she still needed to make a trip to Shanghai to inquire He Hongjun about Ouyang Mo. Regardless, knowing whether Ouyang Mo was alive or dead was the only way she could explain things to Wen Ruyu.
Upon reaching Ouyang Lan’s home, a small courtyard with only three main rooms, all tattered with signs of damage and looting everywhere, the ground uneven as if someone had dug three feet into the earth.
"The yard was allocated by the state, we pay rent every month, it’s not privately owned," Ouyang Lan sighed while explaining, "If it were privately owned, it would have been confiscated by the state amid this turmoil. I’ve heard many private residences were seized during this campaign, those who rented their homes to others have suffered misfortunes!"
It seemed there was no one else in Ouyang Lan’s family. She closed the main gate, opened holes in three corners of the wall, and took out three long wooden boxes and two smaller ones, first opening the long boxes to show Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue—they were all scrolls of paintings and calligraphy.
Feng Qingxue carefully counted, a total of thirty-eight scrolls of varying lengths in the three boxes.
Ouyang Lan picked up a scroll and unrolled it, and it turned out to be Xu Beihong’s painting of a spirited horse!
"Take them, for one hundred yuan and thirty kilograms of grain, take them all!" Ouyang Lan closed the scroll and put it back into the box, pushing it along with the two smaller boxes towards Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue, "Keeping them in our house is but a curse, take them, just take them!"
Feng Qingxue, without any hesitation, took out several bags of grain from her luggage and had Lu Jiang take out two hundred yuan.