1978: Female educated youth, don’t want an illiterate husband

Chapter 156: Family heirloom! My father-in-law is also a great and sultry god (please order the whole thing)
"Xuemin, I'll go in and frame this!"

After finishing the call with Mr. Tang, Father Feng became more and more excited the more he thought about it. When they happened to pass by an old photo studio, Father Feng jumped off his bicycle and said.

"what?!"

Caught off guard, Cheng Xuemin was dumbfounded on the spot.

Just now, when Mr. Feng borrowed the phone from Mr. Tang to make a call, he did not even take out the manuscript paper of the four-character inscription to show Mr. Tang.

I thought that Mr. Feng was a low-key person and not as high-profile and showy as his daughter Feng Jiayou.

I came over to borrow his phone to make a phone call, and also asked Cheng Xuemin to bring some manuscript paper so that he could show off to Mr. Tang.

Only women dare to think about it!
Why not just frame it and hang it around Cheng Xuemin's neck so that he can wear it wherever he goes?
Therefore, Mr. Feng had not taken it out just now, and Cheng Xuemin still thought that his father-in-law was a steady elder.

But who would have thought that he would just pass a photo studio, jump off the bicycle and say.

It seems that my father-in-law has been thinking about this matter in his heart! ?
"Comrades, our photo studio is closed now because it's Chinese New Year!"

Seeing Cheng Xuemin and another person come in one after another, the old master who was about to close the business looked at them in surprise.

It’s almost dark on New Year’s Eve, are you still taking pictures?
"Master, we don't take pictures! We have something here, could you please help me to laminate it?"

Father Feng said with a sullen look on his face, and carefully took out the manuscript paper from his briefcase and said.

“No photos!”

"It's easy to laminate it, but I don't have the time to mount it! Don't we all have to go home for the New Year reunion dinner?!"

The old master nodded. If it was just a matter of laminating, it would be a simple craft for him as he was very skilled in it.

But if you want to mount it, that would be a delicate job and would not be done in a short time.

"What is this?! A piece of manuscript paper? Do you need that much?"

When the old master took what Feng's father carefully handed over to him, he found that it was just a piece of manuscript paper that couldn't be more ordinary. It was really strange.

If it was a painting, it would be easy, just a piece of manuscript paper...

"Hey, this is it?"

But when he put on his reading glasses and carefully glanced at the manuscript, he couldn't help but feel puzzled at first.

What does reform and opening up mean?
But after seeing the signature clearly, the old master's reading glasses almost fell off in shock. He asked in disbelief and horror, "This is... this is... Comrades, what are you doing..."

But I was so excited and shocked that I was incoherent and didn't know how to say hello.

"Master, you saw it correctly. It is the poem that the old man just wrote for my son-in-law today. I think I have to frame it and hang it up before the New Year, right?"

Father Feng was a little bit arrogant this time, and his expression became more "mercenary". He wanted to frame the four-character inscription and hang it in the most conspicuous place in the main hall of their house before the first day of the new year.

This is just like posting Spring Festival couplets and New Year pictures on New Year's Eve today. They must be posted and hung on New Year's Eve.

“Really?!”

The old master's face became even more shocked when he heard this, and his eyes also fell on Cheng Xuemin.

"He is my son-in-law, Old Qiao, the author of "The Record of Director Qiao's Taking Office", and he is also the pioneer of reform and opening up chosen by the old man!"

I really won’t pretend anymore!
Now, in front of his son-in-law Cheng Xuemin, Feng's father really stopped pretending.

He even took the initiative to introduce the author Lao Qiao to others.

A change from the previous steadiness!

I am really so happy today. People are in high spirits when good things happen, not to mention that today is New Year's Eve. I am so happy to receive such a gift of an inscription. Even the most steady father-in-law would lose his composure.

"Oh my, your son-in-law is the old Qiao in the book Director Qiao's Taking Office!? I've heard of it and read it before. It's very well written. I've read it several times."

"Wait, wait! Comrades, please sit down for a moment and I will help you mount it."

Upon hearing it, I realized that it was indeed that person's inscription, and the author of the pioneer of reform and opening up, the record of Director Qiao's taking office, was right in front of me.

The master craftsman in the photo studio was so excited that he kept asking Cheng Xuemin and his son-in-law to sit down. He started working again without stopping.

I quickly prepared the tools and went into the inner room with the equipment and materials to start mounting the painting.

This is the inscription of that person! This is the first time in his life that he has framed an inscription of that kind, and the old master's hands were shaking as he started working.

Can you stop trembling?
This is the first time in his life of working in this field that he has framed such a top-notch inscription, which is like the icing on the cake and a dazzling golden flower in his life.

It’s enough for the old master to go back and brag about it for the rest of his life.

Therefore, even if I am not going home for the New Year’s Eve reunion dinner, I still have to do the mounting work with the utmost care.

At this moment, the master was completely immersed in it.

"This……"

After waiting for almost an hour, it was completely dark outside, but the old master hadn't come out of the inner room yet!

Father Feng began to get anxious, and so did Cheng Xuemin.

Everyone at home was waiting for them to come back for the New Year's Eve dinner, but they just came out to make a phone call and never returned.

Boom!
The clock in the photo studio suddenly rang. Cheng Xuemin looked over and said to Father Feng beside him with a wry smile, "Dad, it's already half past six!"

"It should be soon, right?!"

Father Feng was also anxious and had no idea how long he would have to wait. Before the old master went in, he should have asked how long it would take.

It’s not a good idea to go in and disturb them now, but since we’ve already come this far, it won’t hurt to wait a little longer.

He looked at Cheng Xuemin again and said, "Xuemin, why don't you go back first! Don't let Jiayou and the others wait anxiously at home. It's the same if I wait here alone!"

"Dad, how can this be possible!" Cheng Xuemin shook his head repeatedly. He couldn't bear to leave his father-in-law behind and go back alone. If anyone had to wait, he would be the one to wait. So he said, "Dad, you should go back first! Mom may need your help!"

"Then let's just wait together! There are so many people at home, how can we help in preparing the New Year's Eve dinner?"

Seeing that Cheng Xuemin was unwilling to go back first, Feng's father nodded and gave up. He did not force him and continued to wait together.

Then I chatted with Cheng Xuemin for a while and learned that Cheng Xuemin would take the train back to northern Shaanxi on the third day of the New Year, and he had not had time to book a train ticket for today.

He told Cheng Xuemin that Feng's father would help him book the train tickets. If he really went to the train station to book the tickets the next day or the day after tomorrow, he might not be able to buy them.

Cheng Xuemin nodded after hearing this. This couldn't be better.

Almost half an hour had passed, and the mounting master from the inner room still hadn't come out. Cheng Xuemin was so anxious that he couldn't sit still and stood up.

Standing at the door of the photo studio, looking at the night view of the street outside.

"It's Chinese New Year!"

The sound of firecrackers outside began to ring continuously, and fireworks began to fill the sky, illuminating the entire city of Yanjing.

Cheng Xuemin looked at the night view of fireworks outside and couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, it's the New Year! New Year, new atmosphere. I hope all the dark clouds will dissipate and tomorrow will be better!"

Father Feng also sighed with the same feeling!

Fortunately, at this time, the master craftsman in the inner room finally came out, holding a small exquisite frame that was as exquisite as a plaque.

"Comrade Lao Qiao, I have finally finished mounting it. Please take a look and see if it is what you want!"

After that, he handed the frame to Father Feng. "Yes, yes, yes, the master craftsman did it just like that, thank you, thank you for bothering you!"

Mr. Feng took the mounting frame and found that the manuscript paper of the four-character inscription had been mounted by a master craftsman using the most traditional laminating technique. He was really happy and surprised.

I originally planned to laminate it and then frame it, but I didn't expect that the master craftsman would use our traditional pasting and mounting technique without using a laminating machine.

Okay, okay, okay!

Mr. Feng really said yes repeatedly with all his heart.

"Okay, okay, as long as you two are satisfied with it!" The old master smiled and was quite confident in his craftsmanship.

"Ah, it's getting so late! You two must be getting impatient! Hurry up! Go back and celebrate the New Year!"

The old master shook the cloth around him, looked outside, and was shocked to find that it was already dark. He couldn't help but speak anxiously.

"We are the ones who delayed you, Master! Do you think five dollars is enough?"

Father Feng carefully put away the frame, took out a five-yuan bill from his bag, and asked.

"It's too much. Just give me two pieces!"

Seeing this, the old master waved his hands repeatedly and refused to take the five yuan given by Feng's father. After some refusal, he took two yuan.

He only charged two dollars, which was just the cost of the materials. Mr. Feng knew the value of his work.

The materials used for mounting are all of top quality, and five dollars is not too much.

But the master insisted on only two pieces, so I had to give up.

……

"Dad, why did you come back so late? I was about to come over to look for you!?"

The old master had just arrived at the door of his house when he happened to meet his son Shi Tiesheng, who greeted him and asked.

"This is incredible, Tiesheng, do you know who I framed today?"

When the old master saw how big he was, he started bragging about him right away.

"Who are you giving it to? Who can make you so happy?"

Shi Tiesheng was also puzzled. Judging from the old man's boastful tone, could he have met an important shot?
"Change to pioneer!"

"The old man in our imperial city wrote this poem himself! What I mounted today is his calligraphy. Tiesheng, don't you think it's awesome?"

The old master boasted again with great pride and arrogance.

"Who? The pioneer of reform? Who? Who wrote the lyrics for whom?" Shi Tiesheng was still confused and asked without understanding.

"That's Old Qiao! The author of Director Qiao's Inauguration Record, Old Qiao! He came to our photo studio today to frame the inscription of 'Pioneering Reform and Opening Up'!"

"Who? Director Qiao's appointment?" Shi Tiesheng was shocked and asked, "Dad, did you see it right? Who stood up to clear the name of Old Qiao?"

"Old Joe lives near us?"

……

Father Feng and Cheng Xuemin also stepped into the house at around 7:30!
At this moment, the whole room was brightly lit, and the whole family gathered in front of the TV, waiting for the two of them to come back.

"You two are finally back! Why did a phone call take so long? Do we have to wait in line at Mr. Tang's place as well?"

Hearing the noise of the two of them entering the yard, Feng's mother hurried over and saw that it was indeed the father-in-law and son-in-law who came back. She asked with concern, but there was no complaint in her tone.

After all, today is Chinese New Year, and it should be a time of family reunion, harmony and excitement.

"I didn't have to wait long for Mr. Tang's call. I was just on my way back, so I got delayed for a while!"

"Have the firecrackers been set off?"

Father Feng came in and washed his hands carefully beside the running water in the yard. He said, "If the firecrackers haven't been set off, Jiazhao and Xuemin, go set them off!"

Probably not.

According to custom, firecrackers are usually set off by the man in charge of the family, but Feng's father asked his son and son-in-law to set them off.

"not yet!"

"Boss, hurry up and go with Xuemin to set off the firecrackers, so we can have the New Year's Eve dinner!"

Mother Feng nodded, and called out to her elder brother-in-law Feng Jiazhao who was watching TV.

"Okay, okay, here I come!"

The eldest brother-in-law Feng Jiazhao then took out a large plate of firecrackers that he had been holding, and called out to the two little ones beside him, "Li Wenliqin, let's go set off the firecrackers!"

"Okay, okay! Let's set off firecrackers!" The two little guys had been waiting here, and now they can finally set off the firecrackers. Don't get too excited.

"Slow down, let them stand further away!"

Mother Feng's eyes were full of doting as she followed with an instruction.

"Old Feng, what are you doing?"

When he saw his wife coming in, he first asked the eldest brother and Xuemin to set off firecrackers, but he himself was washing his hands seriously. He was almost taking a shower and changing clothes when he brought in something on the back seat of the bicycle.

A framed piece?

Feng's mother was even more confused, because during the day today, all the Spring Festival couplets and New Year pictures had been posted.

What does it mean that Lao Feng bought a frame so late at night?
"Xueqing, take a look at Xuemin's framed picture. Where should I hang it?"

Father Feng held the frame in both hands, looked up and walked around the main hall, then asked uncertainly to Mother Feng who was fiddling with something at the dining table.

"Dad! You guys finished mounting it so quickly?"

Feng Jiayou's eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward and asked.

"What's framed so quickly?!"

"Jiayou, you're the one who just said you wanted to show it to Mr. Tang, but you never told us what it was?"

Speaking of this, Feng's mother was filled with dissatisfaction towards her as a debt collector.

I just didn’t say it!

She said that everyone would know about it during the New Year’s Eve dinner, so she had to keep it a secret for now.

This damn girl!

How can it not be infuriating to keep them on suspense during the New Year?
Now hearing the father and daughter mention it, Feng's mother hurried over and asked.

"This this……"

When he got closer to take a closer look at the contents of the frame, he asked with eyes full of horror.

"The words I just gave to Xuemin today will be published directly in the newspaper, People's Daily, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!"

"Xueqing, you won't blame me for framing it on my own initiative, right?"

Who would have guessed that Father Feng was also a master of forcing people to do things in a calm and composed manner? This made him pretend to be calm and confident!
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(End of this chapter)