Old Madam Hu knew her husband well. Seeing him so happy today, she let it go and said with a smile, "That old man of mine has always wanted to hold an art exhibition, but the circumstances never allowed it. Even now, his wish remains unfulfilled. I doubt we'll live to see it, so I hope He Qiang and Nuanyang can keep up the hard work and organize an exhibition for your teacher in the future."
'An art exhibition?'
'Is that really his only wish?'
'That seems far too simple.'
"Auntie Hu, is that really Master Hu's wish?" Zhao Nuanyue asked, finding it hard to believe. "That's not difficult at all!"
"How is it not difficult!" Old Madam Hu sighed. "The situation in our country simply doesn't allow for it. Nothing is truly your own. We live in fear that if someone took a fancy to the paintings your master has treasured, they'd be confiscated. That's why he's never dared to show them."
Upon hearing this, it dawned on Zhao Nuanyue.
