National Tide 1980.

Chapter 142 Under the Tongue

Needless to say, the original plan to bring everything to Chongbunmen Hotel will definitely not come true.

So that day, Ning Weimin temporarily helped Kang Shuode get back two antique racks, an Eight Immortals table, two armchairs, a case, and the five offerings in front of the hall, as well as the dozen or so large lying boxes. .

To be honest, driven by curiosity, Ning Weimin was actually a little disappointed when he opened those boxes with anticipation.

Because he didn't have any gold, silver and foreign money as he imagined, and he didn't see any jewelry or foreign watches.

Most of the boxes are daily necessities for living at home.

There are quite a few silks and satins, leather robes and jackets.

But those old clothes are either out of date, or they have been bitten by insects and rats.

There are also some ancient books, periodicals, calligraphy and painting inscriptions that were also destroyed badly.

The ones with worms, the ones soaked in water and mildew, and the ones that have rotted into pieces accounted for the majority.

The ones that can really be preserved and still look good are only one out of ten.

Relatively intact valuables, except those wooden boxes are still an object.

Others are a few seal stones, ancient jade, handles, snuff bottles, cricket jars, grasshopper gourds, bird food jars and some stationery.

And even if all these scattered things add up, they are less than two boxes.

But having said that, even so, it was still enough to shake the entire Fan'er Hutong.

Because the old furniture and big boxes that Ning Weimin pulled back with the cart were already conspicuous.

It takes several times to transport it back and forth to the home.

In addition, they replaced the furniture, cleaned up the rags, sold what could be sold, and threw away what should be thrown away, and there was a lot of movement.

Neighbors can always see Kang Shuode carrying a big bag and a small bag to the trust store to deliver.

You can also see Ning Weimin dumping baskets of Jinxiu piles, waste paper and ink into the garbage station like dirt.

This naturally made every household in the hutong look sideways, and regarded this matter as a hot topic of discussion.

Soon after, some well-informed person spread the news.

The things of Kang Shude in No. 2 Courtyard are only a drop in the bucket, and more have not been pulled out of the warehouse.

If we really want to get all of them out, the No. 2 Courtyard is not enough for them.

Good guy, that's totally conceivable, in this year when the average salary is 63 yuan.

For those who are used to breaking a penny into eight petals, the aluminum pot and the aluminum pot are broken and need to be repaired, and the vegetables are about to rot, and they are reluctant to replace them. Even if the table has three legs left, it can be nailed to the wall to make do with the common people. What kind of feeling is it?

Surprised, shocked, jealous, envious, jealous, unimaginable, unbelievable, furious...the list goes on.

Soon everyone's eyes became strange, and rumors spread everywhere, pushing Kang Shude and Ning Weimin to the cusp of the storm.

Some people say that Kang Shuode's characterization back then was wrong, and he was not a small business owner at all.

Another person said that Kang Shu Deguang went to a trust bank to sell those unwanted old things, and exchanged them for 800 yuan.

These things, added together, are probably worth tens of thousands.

Some people also said that Ning Weimin approached Kang Shuode and served this lonely old man, I am afraid that he is uneasy and kind from the root.

This kid is obviously thinking about Kang Shude's family fortune.

Just watch, soon he will have to recognize the old man as his father, so that he can inherit the old man's family business in the future.

Some people even said that Kang Shuode planned to drive away the neighbors in the No. 2 courtyard of Fan'er Hutong.

The old man is very mean-spirited, and he probably wants to take the house back to store his wealth.

From now on, Courtyard No. 2 will once again belong to this old man alone.

In short, there are good things to say and bad things to hear. There are all kinds of gossip and sarcastic remarks.

Even when Du Yunyun's donation from Shanghai was published in the newspapers and sparked heated discussions, many people seemed to have found some theoretical support.

Behind his back, he chatted with Aunt Bian, saying that Kang Shuode should also donate all the returned items.

Not only are some people urging Aunt Bian to inspire and urge and urge.

Some people even ran to the street to report the situation to Director Li.

In a situation like Kang Shude's, it is no longer reasonable to take the 18 yuan government subsidy for orphans, and it must be cancelled.

Otherwise, it would be outrageous for him to be the owner of a family with a windfall, and still receive rent and enjoy social welfare.

You can't let the country take advantage of you, right?

But this is not all the side effects, perhaps also affected by such rumors.

Even the attitudes of the neighbors in Courtyard No. 2 have unknowingly changed wonderfully.

Those who came out and went in had a face-to-face meeting with Kang Shude. Although the old neighbors laughed, they still smiled, and they were really polite.

But it seems somewhat divided and alienated.

At first, Kang Shude didn't pay much attention, his mind was only on the house and these things.

Until one day when he went to work, because he left his lunch box at home, he came back to pick up things on the way.

As a result, the car stopped at the gate of the courtyard. Just as he was about to enter the courtyard, he heard a conversation between several neighbors at the gate of Luo's house.

Only then did he understand what kind of change had taken place in the mentality of the old neighbors.

"...For the past two days, I've been thinking, what shall we call Lao Kang from now on? You say Mr. Kang? Brother Kang? No matter how you call him, I feel awkward..."

The sharp voice of sucking teeth is Master Mi.

"Hey, you're thinking too much, what's your name? Or Lao Kang?"

This thick voice is Lao Bian.

"No, old Bian, you can't think that way, he is our landlord now."

Master Mi immediately refuted.

"That's right. From now on, we'll have to rely on others for house repairs and leak repairs. It's better to be more polite."

With a voice of tobacco and alcohol, this master Luo also followed suit.

"That's not right. I'm afraid that the old Mr. Kang will raise our rent, and I'm afraid that they will let us move the land."

Master Mi spoke again.

The old man didn't believe it.

"Old Kang is not that kind of person. He never did such a thing before. During the siege of the city in [-], he even waived the rent for two months and helped us a lot. Did you move later? I don’t know, don’t make it sound like Huang Shiren.”

Master Kemi has his own reasons.

"Not necessarily, people will change. If this old Kang was kind before, it is probably because he has never suffered from poverty. Now that his property has finally come back, he should know the benefits of money, and he definitely does not want to be poor anymore. The money is so hard to grab? Do you think you are still chatting with us recently? This is called self-holding identity..."

This time, Lao Bian also seemed to hesitate, smacked his mouth, and then spoke again.

"Then what about the country? The country can't let anyone raise prices randomly, so we have no place to live, right?"

Master Mi pouted.

"Brother Bian, you don't know. The state has a unified price for public housing, and the rent for private housing can be raised. Twenty cents is reasonable and legal. But for us, the rent can be as low as It’s doubled. If people insist on letting us move, there’s no way we can just find a small room to coax you to move out, what can you do? After all, the room belongs to them, right?”

These words actually won Master Luo's approval.

"If you ask me, what Lao Mi said makes sense. Since this house belongs to Lao Kang himself, don't you think about it. He lives in a small shabby house now, can he balance his mind? I think that if the rent is really raised, it will rise to two Mao Er, it’s not bad. I’m afraid that Lao Kang still has the heart to ask us to vacate a room for him. Don’t make too much, we should vacate a room for the whole family, right? Then what will you do when the time comes?”

This time there was a real collective silence.

After a while, Master Luo spoke again.

"Old Mi, let your eldest daughter ask Wei Min about this matter? If there is any sign, we can discuss it together..."

But before he finished speaking, Lao Mi was not happy.

"Old Luo, what do you mean by that? Don't run the train with your mouth full. We Xiao Ranke and Ning Weimin are innocent. My daughter needs to be a college student at least to find a partner..."

Lao Bian hurriedly made a deal out of it.

"I'm telling you guys, guys, don't worry about a few words. We should all speak together now..."

Yes, this is the unanimous external.

Kang Shude couldn't help feeling an inexplicable grievance and awkwardness.

When he turned around from the courtyard door and walked down the steps, he felt stiff and heavy all over.

My own body seems to weigh more than a thousand catties.

The three people in the courtyard were even more worried.

(End of this chapter)