Chapter Seventy-Eight: Twelve Beast Heads

Due to the wealth of the family and the proper maintenance, Tang Lin is still charming when she is over forty years old, and her figure is also extremely graceful.

This kind of best among rich women is definitely a beautiful thing to be fancied.

What's more, with Qi Feng's psychological age, facing Tang Lin has a bit of the taste of old cows eating tender grass.

"I'm sorry, I might have to go to the museum tomorrow to restore the artifacts, so let's make an appointment another day."

However, Qi Feng just smiled politely and withdrew his hand quietly.

After returning from rebirth, his psychology naturally turned to young boys, and it was not easy to accept Tang Lin, who was one round older.

And he is not a casual person, otherwise how would he have never married and had children in his life?

Tang Lin nodded, and Qi Feng had a little more favor.

Today's show of favor is actually mainly to try Qi Feng, if Qi Feng accepts it directly, the actual character is not good.

If Qi Feng was startled and hurriedly withdrew his hand, it would not be her cup of tea.

However, Qi Feng's expression didn't have much waves, and he just politely rejected her.

This gentle and jade-like politeness, this mature and steady elegance, really made Tang Lin a little tempted.

"Then make an appointment next time, and Mr. Qi won't shirk it again."

Tang Lin smiled, she has been widowed for a few years, she should also find a partner, anyway, she has no feelings for Zhou Hanlin's father.

Tang Lin is not a simple vase, she has been in charge of many businesses of the Zhou family in recent years, even if she brings back a man, those people dare not say anything.

"Never break your word."

Qi Feng smiled helplessly, this family has a bit of a crooked upper beam and crooked lower beam.

My son is still beside me, doesn't Tang Lin feel abrupt when he makes this kind of move?

That's right, Zhou Hanlin was already stunned, but he couldn't do anything about his mother and Qi Feng.

"By the way, Mr. Qi, do you have a way to get back the artifacts in Gaul?"

"Yes, yes, but ......"

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Qi, I don't want to buy it this time, I just like some cultural relics and want to see them in China."

Qi Feng nodded, almost forgetting that Tang Lin was also a person who liked cultural relics and antiques.

Tang Lin glanced at the Buddha beads on his wrist and said with emotion: "For example, the gilded pagoda of the Old Summer Palace in the Qing Dynasty, as well as the forty scenes of the Old Summer Palace, these are all precious cultural relics that I have been famous for a long time. ”

If she could, she would like to collect these cultural relics privately, but with her son's experience, Qi Feng must not sell these precious cultural relics privately.

"If you can, I hope Mr. Qi can donate it to the Port City Museum."

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

..........

After the Qiu family's birthday banquet, the first semester of the senior year soon came to an end, and Qi Feng came to a short winter vacation.

In the coming year, he will go to the internship base to conduct field excavation and practice, and officially complete the four years of university study.

Baiping City, the second day of the Lunar New Year.

Qi Feng stayed alone in the living room of his home, looking through the comments about himself on his phone.

Su Su: Wow, it's Spring Festival, and the landlord is still running between several countries

People grow and hate Shui Changdong: Sure enough, he is a real hero, and he doesn't have a holiday during the Spring Festival haha

Bye-bye: By the way, the Chinese cultural relics in the British Museum are almost finished, right?

Supreme God Emperor: I have made statistics according to the list, so far, the landlord has taken back most of the Chinese cultural relics in the British Museum, and what is left behind is obtained by Great Britain through legal channels

Come to love: I'm a good girl, the landlord really emptied the British Museum? The Edo Museum is about the same

Love to drink lemon tea: Why does the landlord take cultural relics like this, and the two countries are not looking for trouble

Matcha herring: I can't find any clues, and the landlord only takes the cultural relics obtained by the two countries through illegal channels, and they don't take any responsibility

Since Lin Zhiyi's identity was known, Qi Feng's comment area and backstage have never been harassed by 'Lin Lan' netizens.

"Stay until the beginning of spring and go to Gaul."

Qi Feng put down his phone, opened the Yongan list, and reviewed the names of the cultural relics that he had not recovered.

The number of artifacts taken away by the Gallic State is also a staggering figure, and although a few have been returned over the years, the total amount is only a drop in the ocean.

Looking at it, Qi Feng suddenly noticed a familiar name.

Twelve animal heads, there are still snake heads, chicken heads, dog heads, sheep heads, five dragon heads lost overseas and nowhere to be found.

If the twelve beast heads gather, its historical significance is even higher than that of the female historian.

Unfortunately, due to the lack of clues, even the space jump will not come in handy.

"That's right, Dragon Hunt."

Qi Feng's eyes flashed slightly, and he might be able to use this skill to find the twelve beast heads in the future.

But to be honest, now he doesn't know how strong the dragon treasure hunting technique is, only that he will find traces of nearby cultural relics if he uses it.

After looking at it for a long time, there was a sudden burst of firecrackers outside the building.

Qi Feng put down the Yong'an list and looked at the frost-covered window.

He got up and walked to the window, wiped away the white fog from the glass, and looked downstairs at the bustling scene.

Children frolic together in groups of three or five, and families visit each family to pay New Year's greetings.

This is the Spring Festival, family reunion, happiness, the most grand traditional festival of Chinese folk.

And he is in the wind......

Qi Feng sighed lightly, and a touch of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Many years ago, the Chinese New Year that everyone was looking forward to was already the time he was most afraid of.

No children, no daughters, no fathers, no mothers, no brothers and sisters, no relatives and friends.

During the lively Spring Festival, no one was with him, and even his personal bodyguard Shang Yi went home for the New Year.

The lights of thousands of homes outside the window infinitely magnify the loneliness in Qi Feng's heart.

thought it would be better to be reborn and return, but this loneliness that did not belong to the times made him even more lonely.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

Qi Feng stepped forward to open the door, and when he saw the visitor, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Paint, Principal Dong?" ”

"Teacher Xiaofeng, we have come to pay New Year's greetings to your family."

Qiu Xihua looked very happy, poking his head to constantly look at the environment in the house.

“...... Come in. ”

Qi Feng thought that Qiuxi Painting would come to visit, but he didn't expect Dong Rui to come over.

It's a formal New Year's greeting, not a meeting between friends.

Dong Rui carried a large bag of gifts, walked into the house and looked at it twice, and said curiously: "Xiaofeng, where are your parents?" ”

Although Qi Feng will always be regarded as an equal existence, it can't change the fact that he is a young guy.

Coming to visit the New Year today, Dong Rui wanted to visit Qi Feng, a senior cultural relics restorer, and second, she wanted to meet her future in-laws, and secretly discussed the matter of Qiu Xi painting and Qi Feng.

Qi Feng poured tea for the two daughters, and said with a gentle smile: "I am the only one in the family, and the etiquette is not careful, so I smiled." ”

However, Dong Rui asked a few questions, and soon guessed what the situation was, and Qi Feng couldn't hide it anymore.

“...... Xiaofeng, where are your grandparents? ”

"I passed away a few years ago."

"Where's my uncle and aunt?"

"My family has been passed down for three generations, and now I am the only one left."

Dong Rui was quite ashamed, and looked at the autumn evening painting angrily.

She came over with the mentality of meeting her in-laws, only to know that Qi Feng had no father and no mother for a long time, and Qiu Xihua didn't say it earlier.