Chapter 899: Full of Food and Drink 3
Wen Ruyu is proficient in calligraphy, painting and classical culture, so she naturally did some research on tea sets and tea leaves. She discovered that the tea was her favorite Anji old white tea and the teacup was also an extraordinary one, and her heart suddenly felt warm.
Picking up the teacup and taking a sip of tea, Wen Ruyu smiled and said, "The person is nice, the tea is good, the tea set is also good, but the water is a little bad."
Jin Ruochu came closer to take a look and couldn't help but said, "Old Wen, just be content. If you leave here, you won't even be able to drink a sip of tea foam. Don't eat a meal from your apprentice and then start to be greedy."
Feng Qingxue said immediately: "The water for making tea comes from the well in the brigade. Tomorrow, Ajiang and I will go up the mountain to fetch spring water to make tea for the teacher."
"Okay! Get up, don't kneel." Wen Ruyu was more satisfied with this female disciple. After she stood up, he slowly said, "Xiaoxue, since you have chosen me as your master, during the past few months when you are at home, come quietly when I am free, and I will teach you everything I know. Now that I have time, I will also tell you about the situation of my disciples. Before you, I had a total of eight disciples. Two died during the war, and two more died after the founding of the country. The remaining four are unknown whether they are alive or dead in this disaster."
Speaking of this, Wen Ruyu looked sad, and several old gentlemen present also sighed.
If they hadn't met good people by chance, they wouldn't know whether they were alive or dead.
Feng Qingxue hurriedly said, "Teacher, please tell me the names of the brothers. A Jiang's comrades are all over the country. We can quietly investigate one or two of them. If we encounter brothers in trouble, we will definitely lend a hand."
Wen Ruyu sighed, "Your eldest brother is Ouyang Mo, also known by his courtesy name Mozhi. He is the president of an art academy in Shanghai. He must be the first to be hit by this disaster. He is the one I am most worried about. He is already over 60 years old, only a few years younger than me. The third brother you should call senior sister, her surname is He, her name is He Qingyin, also from Shanghai. She didn't have a job, but she studied traditional culture. I don't know how she is doing now. Your sixth brother is Lu Shaonong. He and his wife Lin Yufen were originally teaching in the capital. They suddenly disappeared a few months before the accident, and we don't know whether they are alive or dead."
Before leaving, Lu Shaonong and Lin Yufen went to see him and told him that the situation was not right and advised him to leave, but he didn't listen, thinking that an old man like him could have no influence. As a result, he almost died from the insults and beatings of a group of students.
It will probably be safer if they leave early.
Feng Qingxue's eyes widened when she heard Lu Shaonong's name. Lu Shaonong was Wen Ruyu's disciple? Yes, yes, that's right, Lu Shaonong was indeed taught by Wen Ruyu, and Lin Yufen's calligraphy and painting attainments were learned from her husband.
"Where is the last senior brother?" There were too many people in the room, and Feng Qingxue did not dare to reveal the news about Lu Shaonong and his wife.
Wen Ruyu thought for a moment, "Your last senior brother, his surname is Fu, Fu Nansheng, he relies on being a rich man, likes to travel, and is best at landscape painting. I am not as good as him. If he were here, he would definitely lead you into the world of landscape painting. However, I haven't heard from him for several years, and I don't know where he is, let alone whether he is alive or dead."
"Fu Nansheng?" Feng Qingxue's heart moved.
"Why? Have you heard of this name?"
Feng Qingxue said hurriedly: "It sounds a bit familiar, but I can't remember it at the moment. When I remember it, I will tell the teacher."
(End of this chapter)