Age: My Small World

Chapter 602 Old Couple and Young Couple
A courtyard not far from Jingcheng University.

At this moment, there was an old man with gray hair but neatly dressed in the yard, who was plowing the land meticulously.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, still without ruffling his hair.

The black-framed glasses added a lot of scholarly spirit to him.

"Old Lu, it's time to eat."

A woman in her forties in the room called out gently.

Although she is middle-aged, time seems to have not left too many marks on her face, and the woman still looks young and beautiful.

"The weather is nice today, I'll dig a little more. It might rain tomorrow."

"Okay, stop worrying about the weather. The food will get cold soon, and if you don't eat it, you'll be hungry at night."

The woman said angrily.

The old man was helpless and smiled dotingly, saying, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to your comrade Mei Fang."

It seems that the two are a couple.

There may be some age difference, but the look of affection between them cannot deceive anyone.

When he got to the kang in the house, the old man looked at the neatly prepared food on the table, his appetite was aroused, and he picked up the bowl, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

When the woman saw him move, she followed suit.

But she still took the initiative to pick up food for him.

"Old Lu, it's all my fault for not being able to bear children. I haven't given you a child in the past twenty years."

As she ate, the woman sighed.

The old man said indifferently: "Having a son or a daughter is all destined by fate. There is no need to force it. We are fine the way we are, aren't we?"

"If you ask me, you should just put your work aside. You're almost 64 already, and you don't even know how to rest. You still have to teach students all day long, and you're exhausted."

"Haha, the country needs me, so I naturally cannot abandon my duties. Besides, teaching students is so meaningful. They are the future of the country."

"Okay, okay, I can't argue with you. You always have your own set of ideas."

The woman smiled helplessly and picked up another dish for him.

"By the way, why don't you go to the museum to see things today?"

she asked again.

The old man shook his head: "I've already seen all those things."

"The school is still planning an excavation, right? When do we have to set off?"

"I estimate it will be by the end of the month. We can't break ground yet. The location is not good. If the robbers hadn't discovered the hole this time, no one would have known it was actually a Han Dynasty prince's tomb."

"Be careful when you go there. You're already old." The woman said worriedly.

"What? Do you think I'm old?" The old man smiled.

"You think I'm too old? If I really thought I was, I wouldn't have married you in the first place."

The woman rolled her eyes at him, as if remembering the amazement she felt when they first met him.

That year she was twenty years old and met a forty-year-old teacher. Although he was very poor, he was polite and tidy from head to toe. From then on, the woman lost her appetite.

As luck would have it, they met at Jingcheng University.

As Jingcheng University resumed classes, both of them became teachers there. The man taught history and later taught archaeology, and his abilities were very impressive.

The woman taught literature, and gradually the two got together and got married.

For more than ten or twenty years, their life has been quite harmonious. Even if the woman gets angry occasionally, the old man will tolerate her.

The relationship between an old man and a young wife is also enviable.

Unfortunately, after being together for so long, the woman has never been pregnant and the two have no children.

After dinner, the woman cleared the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash, while the old man walked to the study.

He sat at his desk, concentrating his mind and calming his breath. He began to grind ink, then picked up his brush, dipped it in water, and began to write. "Steady!" The word "stable" came out in a steady and balanced voice, just like the old man's state of mind.

"When doing things, one must always be steady. This time, I was a little hasty."

He seemed to say nothing, but just calmly put down the brush and put the paper and inkstone back in their places.

On the other side, Yang Jun still felt uneasy in his heart, and he continued to look for clues.

Zhou Shuo seems to be hiding quite deeply, but there are traces of him. The most important thing is that his time at Jingcheng University does not match up.

So Yang Jun could confirm that he was not the spy that even Zhu Yong could not find out.

Of course, he is quite capable as he has been able to remain strong under Zhu Yong's inspections for so many years. It's a pity that he met Yang Jun.

“But how do I find this breakthrough point?”

Scratching his head, Yang Jun, who had no idea what to do, decided to go out for a walk.

This time he didn't go to meet anyone, and just rode his bike casually through the streets.

Before he knew it, he had walked to the vicinity of the primary school where he had dug out the treasure.

"I remember Quan Jinhua lives here, let's go see him."

He did not forget to ask Quan Jinhua for help. The bricks and tiles for Huyang Village were all obtained by him, otherwise Yang Jun would have had to spend a lot of effort.

It was getting dark, so Quan Jinhua naturally went home from get off work.

He was cooking at the moment, and the empty room was quite deserted.

When there was a knock on the door, Quan Jinhua was quite surprised.

"Who would come to see me this late?"

He is just a small clerk in the office now, with a weak presence, so he rarely takes himself seriously, at least not at the moment.

After opening the door, Yang Jun appeared in front of him carrying a bag.

"Hey, Brother Yang Jun, what a rare guest! Why are you here?"

Quan Jinhua immediately welcomed him in excitedly.

"Just come, why bring anything?"

He was not pedantic and took the thing and put it on the table.

"Brother Hua, I thought you must be preparing something to eat, so I'll give you a hearty dish."

"The pig's head and wine I bought at the intersection aren't expensive things."

"That's a good feeling. I've always wanted to drink two taels with you."

When I opened the things he brought, in addition to the pig's head, there was also a portion of peanuts, which were both good things to go with wine.

"Good brother, please sit down for a while, I can just cook some food."

He hurried to the kitchen again, put the vegetables into the pot, and fried them with the oil residue. It looked like it tasted quite good.

Only then did Yang Jun have time to look around the house he lived in.

Quan Jinhua lives in an allocated house, a typical building with only three bedrooms and half a kitchen. The place doesn't look big, but it is quite spacious.

This was allocated almost according to his standard of starting a family, so that the elderly and children at home would have a place to live.

It can be said that he can live in this place almost for the rest of his life.

The house is on the second floor and has good lighting, but it is a bit troublesome to get water for the toilet as you have to go downstairs.

Soon, a plate of fried vegetables with oil residue was ready and served on the table. Together with the shredded potatoes he had fried earlier, there were four dishes in total.
There was no rush to serve the rice, Quan Jinhua came over with two cups.

"Brother, take a look. This is a great treasure I found on the street nearby last time."

He handed two jade cups to Yang Jun as if to show off, wanting him to appreciate them.

(End of this chapter)