70s rebirth daily

On November [-]st, Beijing University closed classes for three days as usual. Xu Shujian, as a teacher representative of Beijing University, was invited to participate in the National Day Parade, and went out before dawn.

Song Fengchen originally wanted to go to join in the fun, but he went too late, the parade had already started, there was a huge crowd of people, the sound of gongs and drums was loud, and he stood on the periphery of the crowd, basically he couldn't see anything.

After standing for more than ten minutes, it was really boring. Song Fengchen rubbed his sore ears and went home.

Looking at the empty room, since he had nothing to do anyway, he rolled up his sleeves, found an enamel basin, filled half of it with water, and planned to clean the house inside and out.

Then he dug out a real estate certificate from the closet.

But it was the real estate certificate of the house that Guo Bingsheng gave him three months ago.

He thought for a while, opened the drawer in the middle of the wardrobe, looked through it, and found a bunch of keys in a wooden box.

It just so happens that he is free these two days, and the house is almost cleaned, so let's go and have a look.

The house the two of them are living in now is the one assigned to Xu Shidao by the superiors. It is less than [-] square meters. At the beginning, they thought it was good. It is not too big or too small for two people to live in. It is just right.

But over the past few months, a lot of things have been added to the family one after another.Leaving aside the pile of daily necessities that Song Fengchen bought back, Xu Shujian was obsessed with visiting Liulichang and waste collection stations some time ago, and the old books, calligraphy and paintings he bought filled most of the study room.

It's time to move to a bigger place, too.

After making up his mind, he picked up the key and looked for it according to the address on the real estate certificate.

Song Fengchen never thought that Guo Bingsheng would give him a mansion.

The rusty black lacquered gate has a pair of large round stone jars standing under the steps in front of the gate, a pair of wooden couplets are hung on the gate wall, and a couplet can be vaguely seen on the red paint base. Cathay Pacific, all parties will work together for a prosperous year.”

The entire mansion covers an area of ​​more than [-] square meters. The main building is a three-story, one-bottom twelve-room brick-wood concrete structure, decorated with marble carvings, and a typical Chinese-Western architectural style.In addition, there are six pure western-style bungalows, a parking room, an underground wine cellar, and a vegetable patch in the front small garden.

Compared with the dilapidated Guo family's old house, the damage of this mansion is not too serious. Except for the severe damage to the wall, the main body of the house is built with pure bluestone, basically no cracks, leakage, etc. Quality defects.In this way, it will be much easier to transform the mansion.

Song Fengchen looked at the mansion inside and out, and slowly got an idea in his heart.

The roof needs to be repaired because there is dirt and weeds in the gaps between the tiles.

There has been no maintenance for ten years, the ground is potholed, and none of the bluestone slabs paved on the aisle is complete, and resurfacing is necessary.

All the furniture in the house was removed by the previous tenants, not even a piece of the bed board was left... Fortunately, there are still a lot of red sandalwood at the wood factory, but he doesn't have much money in his hand, only A little more than 5000 yuan, and 500 yuan a cubic meter of red sandalwood. It is a bit whimsical to use this money to make a set of red sandalwood furniture including beds and cabinets.

Song Fengchen thought, should he settle for second best and choose huanghuali?After all, huanghuali is only 160 yuan per cubic meter, and the quality is not bad.

This is not urgent at the moment.

After making up his mind, Song Fengchen immediately rushed to Nanmen Street, found several waste collection stations, and finally got enough orange glazed tiles for two large carts.

He hired two more bricklayers, paid a deposit, and after finishing these, he returned home.

"It smells so good, what did you make?" Song Fengchen sniffed, looking at the kitchen while changing his shoes.

"Fried mullet roe." Xu Shujian said, "Why did you come back at this time?"

"Well, didn't Mr. Guo give us a house before? I went to see it, and it's on the Chaoyangmen side..." Song Fengchen told Xu Shujian about everything, "It's not far from the Capital University there. It's not difficult to get up, and I'll take a few more trips during this time, and the two of us should be able to live in it by the end of the year at the latest."

"Yeah." Xu Shujian smiled and nodded: "There is blood swallow stewed in the pot, you eat it first, the rock sugar water has already melted, if you think the fishy smell is strong, there is honey and milk in the cupboard."

"Okay." Song Fengchen agreed happily.

That is Xu Shujian, who is not too troublesome, and likes to study these ingredients with complicated cooking procedures, just like the soft-boiled abalone that I ate two days ago, it took two days and three nights to soak the dried abalone.

In this way, Song Fengchen would be beautiful.

Both the mullet roe and the blood swallow were given by Guo Bingsheng's family on the Mid-Autumn Festival. The quantity was quite large.In addition, there is a whole set of silver tableware, which is exquisite and not presentable, but it is too ostentatious, and it must not be used for the time being.

"It seems that Uncle Guo and the others are going back, right?" Song Fengchen bent down and took out a bottle of honey from the cupboard, unscrewed the lid, and added a spoonful to the bowl.

"It seems to be." Xu Shujian picked up a piece of fried mullet roe and brought it to Song Fengchen's mouth: "I heard from my father that they plan to build a textile factory in the western suburbs. Signed."

"That's fine," Song Fengchen opened his mouth to take it, chew it, and said, "I'll send them some maple buckets tomorrow."

Just treat it as a return gift, after all, the price of these things is not cheap.

"Okay." Xu Shujian replied, and Song Fengchen should be the one to decide these matters, "By the way, Grandpa and the others will be back soon."

Xu Junmin was rehabilitated at the end of March, and he left the capital again in mid-April, and he left for half a year.

When he came back, Song Fengchen and Xu Shujian went to the airport to pick him up.Probably because of his spiritual sustenance, he looks much younger.

When Xu Shidao came back from get off work, Xu Shujian was playing chess with Xu Junmin, while Song Fengchen was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

There was an unconcealable smile on his face: "Dad, you are back."

Xu Junmin took the time to look at him: "What happened, so happy?"

"Dad, you don't know—" As if realizing something, Xu Shidao's excited voice stopped abruptly, and he subconsciously looked at Xu Shujian and Song Fengchen beside him.

"What?" Xu Junmin didn't understand why.

The words have already been said for this point, and it is not good to prevaricate. Xu Shidao simply told the truth. He clenched his right hand into a fist, pressed it against his mouth, and cleared his throat: "Something happened to the Zhu family."

Zhu Zhengsheng was ill, very seriously ill, and I heard that he would die in a few days.

Zhu Zhengsheng is Zhu Anshi's grandfather and the pillar of the Zhu family.

"Yes!" Xu Junmin said angrily, because of Zhu Anshi, he despised the entire Zhu family.

Now that Zhu's family has suffered, can he take pleasure in misfortune?

After finishing speaking, he seemed to have remembered something, his complexion changed slightly, and he glanced at Xu Shujian who had no expression on his face, and had an idea in his heart.