Siheyuan Back to the 1950s

The next morning, Sun Zhengguo came to the office door with a nervous mood. After hesitating for a long time, he finally knocked on the door.

"Dong dong dong...!"

"Please come in!"

After receiving the response, Sun Zhengguo opened the door and walked in.

Teacher Zhao in the room was correcting homework. He looked up at the person who came and asked.

"Sun Zhengguo, do you have something to talk to me about?"

"Teacher Zhao, I need to take a class off this afternoon. Something happened at home and I need to go back."

After hearing what Sun Zhengguo said, Teacher Zhao's mood suddenly turned bad and he asked with a stern face.

"Sun Zhengguo, the college entrance examination is coming soon. It's a critical moment. You can't be distracted by family matters every day! Can you tell me what it is?"

Faced with Teacher Zhao's questioning, Sun Zhengguo was at a loss. It seemed that if he didn't find an excuse, he would not be able to get through this test today, so he pretended to be sad and said.

"I have an uncle named Yi Zhonghai who has been very kind to me since I was a child. I just got the news that he might not be able to make it. I wanted to go see him during lunch, but I was afraid that I would not have enough time, so I wanted to take a day off."

Seeing Sun Zhengguo wiping his eyes with his hands, Teacher Zhao felt helpless. He couldn't stop him from going back to see his sick grandfather for the last time, could he? That would make him seem too unkind.

"Okay, don't be sad, go quickly and come back quickly, try not to delay your studies, and you also have to think about your future."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao. I will definitely come as soon as possible and will not delay my study tasks."

"Okay, then you go back first! Remember, your most important task now is to study."

After Teacher Zhao finished speaking, he continued to correct homework.

Sun Zhengguo, who had just walked out of the door, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had gotten away with it. As for the story about Yi Zhonghai being seriously ill? Who cared?

During lunch, Sun Zhengguo told Zheng Wenhua that if he came late in the afternoon and a teacher asked him about it, he should say that he had asked for leave from the head teacher.

After lunch, Sun Zhengguo rode his bike and hurried to Ding Qizhen's house. Ding Qizhen had been waiting for a long time. The two of them went straight to meet Professor Zhang, and the three of them went to the street office together.

After the three of them arrived at the street office, they found that they had arrived too early and it was not yet time to work. But Ding Qizhen told everyone to relax and he had already made arrangements.

When they arrived at the Housing Management Department, there was indeed someone waiting inside, a clerk about 30 years old. When the clerk saw Ding Qizhen, he hurried over to greet him.

"Uncle, why are you here just now? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Ding Qizhen was relieved when he saw the person who was speaking. The person who was speaking was his nephew Ding Yu, a level 2 clerk in the Housing Management Section. This was the confidence that Ding Qizhen had in making this guarantee.

"I feel relieved when you are here. Both families are busy! I can only spare this time to come."

After Ding Qizhen finished speaking, he did not forget to introduce himself to a few people, and then handed over the materials that had been prepared long ago.

Sun Zhengguo and Professor Zhang were unable to help and could only wait on the side. When a signature was required, they just stepped forward and signed. It took a total of half an hour, and a brand new real estate certificate was ready.

After some thanks, the three of them left the Housing Management Department and came to the Juer Hutong courtyard to make the final handover.

Sun Zhengguo took out the 1600 US dollars he had prepared long ago and handed it to Professor Zhang, and the professor also handed over the property certificate, keys and deposit. After both parties completed the inventory, the transaction was truly completed.

Professor Zhang took a last look at the courtyard and was extremely reluctant to leave. This place no longer belonged to him, and he didn't know if he would be able to return to this place in his lifetime.

Professor Zhang passed away, leaving the place where he was born and raised with a lifetime of regrets.

Sun Zhengguo, who was standing by, looked at the property certificate in his hand stupidly, his brain was dizzy, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He even forgot to see Professor Zhang off.

Ding Qizhen beside him reminded him, but Sun Zhengguo didn't react at all and was still immersed in his own world. Finally, Ding Qizhen couldn't bear it anymore and coughed vigorously a few times.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Sun Zhengguo came to his senses after hearing the cough. He saw that Professor Zhang was not there and guessed that he had left. He said embarrassedly.

"Mr. Ding, you are such a fool. You didn't even remind Professor Zhang when he left. You have no manners at all."

Ding Qizhen rolled his eyes, feeling contempt in his heart, "I didn't remind you yet? You just stood there like a fool, blaming me? If it wasn't for the money, I would have kicked you in the face, I..."

Looking at Ding Qizhen's unfriendly eyes, Sun Zhengguo guessed that someone must have reminded him. If anyone should be blamed, it should be himself. He was just imagining things, so he hurriedly made amends.

"Okay, let's not talk about that anymore, Mr. Ding. Let's talk about something you're interested in! For example, the issue of commission?"

Sure enough, as soon as money was mentioned, Ding Qizhen immediately forgot his unhappiness, returned to his previous expression, and spoke happily.

"Master, look at what you said. You are counting on me to take care of you. Just give me the reward."

Although Ding Qizhen said it lightly, Sun Zhengguo knew that he was just talking and you can't take it seriously. If you really give him 10 or 8 yuan, you will see if he will be angry.

Sun Zhengguo calculated in his mind and finally gave the highest commission of 3%. 1600% of 3 US dollars is equivalent to about 120 yuan in RMB. Ding Qizhen was quite satisfied with this number and said with a flattering look on his face.

"Master, from now on, if you need me, Old Ding, you can do whatever you want. Rain or shine, if I, Ding Qizhen, say no, I'll be the son of a bitch..."

Seeing that Ding Qizhen's words were getting more and more outrageous, Sun Zhengguo spoke out to stop him.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Ding, I know what you mean. I will definitely look for you next time I have something to do. Go ahead and do your work! I need to take another look."

"Okay, okay, okay! Master, you are busy, so I will leave first."

After Ding Qizhen left, Sun Zhengguo began to look at the furnishings in the house. Sun Zhengguo planned to put all the antiques and furniture in the house into the space first.

As for why it is put into space?

The main reason is that no one lives in this yard for the time being, and we are afraid that it will be stolen. Secondly, during the riots, we are afraid that it will be smashed by red armbands. If that happens, the gain will outweigh the loss.

After a while, all the things in the house were put into the space. Seeing that the house was empty, Sun Zhengguo thought that he should buy some ordinary furniture in the future, in case someone moved in and it would become uninhabitable.

After leaving the room, Sun Zhengguo was still worried, so he used his mental power to scan the yard inside and out, but unfortunately, he did not find the legendary treasure.

After everything was done and the door lock was replaced, Sun Zhengguo left Juer Hutong.