Lu Xia finally realized her dream of making money while doing nothing when she retired.
But she had to try several times before she was able to withdraw.
When I was about to quit for the first time, the school appealed to my feelings and reasoned with me and I was rehired.
Lu Xia thought that since Jiang Junmo hadn't retired yet, there was no point in her going back alone, so she agreed.
As a result, there was a second time after the first time.
It was not until the third time, when Jiang Junmo also retired, that she finally succeeded in retiring after much persuasion.
After retiring, the two people felt a little uncomfortable at first.
So Lu Xia thought about it and directly signed them up for a tour group, and they started traveling around the country.
Jiang Junmo also picked up his paintings along the way, and would stop to paint whenever he came across a nice view.
Gradually, they stopped traveling with tour groups and went wherever they wanted.
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After traveling around the country, they went abroad. Since they both knew several languages, they were not worried about communication difficulties.
Often just go when you want.
This made the children in the family very worried, but it did not stop the old couple from yearning for freedom.
After traveling around the world for several years, they finally stopped.
It’s nice to return to the small courtyard where I used to live, plant crops, grow flowers, and go fishing.
As Jiang Junmo's painting skills improved and he had more and more paintings, Lu Xia thought about holding an exhibition for him.
Jiang Junmo didn't agree at first. He only paints as a hobby and doesn't want to show off.
But Lu Xia felt it would be a shame not to show such a good painting to others.
So I discussed it with the children behind his back, assigned the task, and finally arranged the time for the exhibition.
Because the children were all well-off, they chose the largest exhibition hall in Beijing, and the exhibition was completely free, so many people came.
Even many friends and students of Lu Xia and Jiang Junmo came.
Jiang Junmo didn't find out until the day of the exhibition that his wife and children had done such a big thing behind his back.
But now I can't stop it, I can only accept it.
Although he looked helpless, he moved quickly and went back to the house to find the new clothes that Lu Xia had bought for him a few days ago. He felt a little embarrassed after changing into them.
"Do you think I can do this?"
Seeing this, Lu Xia looked at him carefully, then nodded, "Not bad, he's a handsome old man!"
Jiang Junmo was relieved.
When the two arrived at the exhibition hall, there were already quite a few people there.
Listening to many people around praising the exhibited paintings, Lu Xia noticed that Jiang Junmo beside him secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer so nervous.
She chuckled and pretended not to see it.
Then she took him around. Although there were many paintings on display, not all of them were there. These were some that Lu Xia had picked out that she liked.
At this time, the two stopped in front of a picture.
Perhaps people prefer Jiang Junmo's works after his retirement. At this time, his painting skills have matured and his works are more outstanding.
Most of the works that Lu Xia selected are from this period, with relatively few from the early period.
But this one is one of them.
"Why did you choose this one?" Jiang Jun asked, looking at the painting in front of him.
The name of this painting is "Harvest".
The picture shows a group of farmers working busily in the fields, with smiles of joy and harvest on their faces.
The people in the painting look familiar; they are the villagers of Daying Village.
This painting was also created when he was in the countryside.
"Do you remember what I said to you?" Lu asked him.
Jiang Junmo was silent for a moment, then smiled, "Remember."
When Lu Xia first saw this painting in the countryside, he boasted that he would hold an exhibition for him in the future. Unexpectedly, it has now come true.
Thinking of this, Jiang Junmo's eyes became moist, and a smile appeared on his no longer young face. Although the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened, he was still a handsome old man.
Lu Xia also laughed.
Then he looked back at the painting with nostalgia in his eyes, "I love this painting!"
Jiang Junmo: "I like it too..."
I like painting, but I like the people around me even more...
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