National Tide 1980.

Chapter 625

Sunday, January 1984, 4.

Ning Weimin, who was used to being busy, didn't want to waste time and stayed at home to rest.

On this day, he made an appointment with people from the ancient construction team to go to the No. [-] courtyard of Dongsi Sisiao to inspect the house, and asked them to help calculate the construction cost and required construction period of this courtyard.

Unexpectedly, it happened that the Zhai family was moving.

Ning Weimin drove the car all the way away, and saw a 130 truck parked at the gate of the No. [-] courtyard. Several strangers came in and out, and they were moving furniture onto the truck.

There is no professional moving company these days, needless to say, they should all be the ones that the Zhai family came to help.

Wait until Ning Weimin and the members of the ancient construction team enter the courtyard again.

Sure enough, I saw old man Zhai's sons and daughters-in-law busy packing up the remaining scattered things.

They are still packing the things they want to take away in cardboard boxes, which are all boxes brought back from commercial units.

There is "Tower" soap, there is "White Cat" washing powder, there is "White Rabbit" milk candy, and there is "Ship Brand" glue...

The members of the Zhai family had become very acquainted with Ning Weimin at this time. The eldest son of the Zhai family and his wife who were outside the door greeted Ning Weimin cordially when they saw him enter the courtyard.

In their eyes, Ning Weimin is no less than a god in the sky, a noble person who specially brings them wealth and blessings.

However, the strange thing is that Uncle Zhai was not very happy when he saw him, the benefactor who gave him money every month from then on.

He just nodded perfunctorily, turned around and entered the room without saying any polite words.

It was as if Ning Weimin had offended him.

Ning Weimin was at a loss and was wondering what was going on, but the voice of conversation coming from inside the room made him understand what was going on.

"Dad, it's a shame that we have to move, so we know that our house hides so much rubbish. Look at you, why do you keep everything! You can't even throw away an empty biscuit box! After eating soy bean curd, clean the bottle and stuff it on the bed Bottom! What kind of black shit is this? Why don't we just clean it up for you and sell all the junk for scrap..."

"Nonsense, a broken house is worth tens of thousands. You are moving, not a prodigal. You throw away such a good pot, and you don't even want the pot? Is there anyone like you?"

"Oh, my father, look for yourself, the bottom of this pot is almost leaking. Besides, this is a big pot for wood stoves in the country. I'm afraid you saved it in your previous life? Why do you keep it. I'm wondering. Where did we get all the rags in our house? Come, let me count them for you. This bundle is full of rags. These are the clothes we wore when we were young, and our shoes and bibs , butt curtain. And this broken sheepskin jacket, is this what my grandfather used to wear when herding sheep outside the mouth? It’s attracting bugs..."

Listening to the sound, it was the second son of the Zhai family who was arguing with Uncle Zhai over the issue of keeping old things.

Their conflicts are obviously caused by the different life attitudes and values ​​of the two generations.

Some people of the younger generation think it is useless to throw away, but Uncle Zhai is distressed and refuses to agree.

So needless to say, Uncle Zhai must have had a bad face because Ning Weimin was the one who caused the move.

Soon, the second son of the Zhai family not only talked, but also started throwing.

He pushed open the door, what kind of rags, rotten shoes, torn socks, old iron boxes, cotton covers, expired pills...

One by one, they flew into the yard.

Ning Weimin couldn't help but find it ridiculous when he saw the patches of broken gadgets and smelled a musty smell at the same time.

Naturally, he sided with the second son of the Zhai family.

The heart said that these things really cannot be kept.

No wonder the second son of the Zhai family took such an action to deal with this stubborn old man.

Otherwise, sooner or later this place will become a waste dump.

But Uncle Zhai's voice in the room became even more agitated because of this.

"You son of a bitch, you rebelled! Pick up everything for me!"

"Dad, if you don't get rid of the old ones, you won't get the new ones. I'm not saying it's not good to be thrifty. But these things you left behind are useless. It's nothing. I'll clean it up for you and make this room clean and spacious. Is it not good? What do you want to be really short, I will buy you a new one later..."

"The new ones are new, and the old ones can't be thrown away. These things have been with me all my life, why do you just throw them away for me! You guys are too lenient. Move your own things, move me What are you doing?"

"Dad, you are so confused! You really took his polite words seriously. This is not our home. From now on, the building we live in will be your home. The manager Ning asked you to stay, just to help others see the house. In the future, we can’t even keep our self-built house, so we have to scrap it all, you don’t think you can leave these rags, do you? Can you talk to others about this?”

Ning Weimin was a little embarrassed when he heard that he was involved.

I wondered if I should open the door and go in to explain a thing or two, and help smooth things over.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door of the house, another small shoe worn by a child flew out and hit him.

What was even more unexpected was that, right after, Uncle Zhai chased out from inside tremblingly.

Like a robber, the old man hurriedly picked up the shoes from the ground, and the moment he raised his head to meet Ning Weimin's eyes, the old man sighed.

Ning Weimin saw the old man's eyes were red, showing indescribable grievance and desolation.

He couldn't bear it, and when he was thinking of saying something to the old man, Uncle Zhai yelled at the room full of resentment.

"Bastard! You bastard! You dare to throw away these shoes! It was made for you by your deceased mother herself. She sewed until two o'clock in the morning every day and burned the lamp for three days before making it. You brothers Who didn't wear it when I was a child! If you dare to mess with my things again, I will sever the father-son relationship with you today!"

Seeing the old man caressing the shoe in his hand, he walked into the house reluctantly and heartbroken.

Ning Weimin froze instantly, he no longer found this scene to be ridiculous.

I just feel that my nose is a little sore, and I feel a kind of heaviness in my heart.

He also couldn't speak any more beautiful words to reassure people, or look away.

As a result, at this moment, someone greeted him abruptly at the second door.

Ning Weimin turned his face and found that it was the old lady's family who sold him the house.

Today, it's not just the old lady, the eldest daughter, who is with her.

The old lady's second daughter's family, together with grandchildren and grandchildren, had about ten people.

Ning Weimin was a little confused for such a mobilization of teachers and people, and he didn't understand until he greeted him and chatted a few words.

After the Ganqing old lady completed the real estate transaction, these days are extremely uncomfortable, and she is very reluctant to part with this house.

Later I heard that almost all the people in the courtyard moved, so today I specially brought my family to say goodbye to the courtyard.

I want the two daughters who grew up in this school to have a look at the environment they lived in when they were young.

Also like showing grandkids where their mom grew up.

No, the old lady, surrounded by her children, just visited the courtyard for the last time.

Probably because of touching the scene, the old man's face was still stained with tears.

Her two daughters also looked lonely and dejected.

However, the emotions of children are obviously different from those of adults.

Unaware of the cause and effect, they only regarded this visit as ordinary as a visit.

Even a little impatient with the staleness, staleness and emptiness of this yard, they clamored to go home.

"Grandma, let's go home. This is not fun."

"Yeah, where is the park fun? Let's go home, I still want to watch TV..."

"Grandma, I'm hungry, we should go back to eat..."

The old lady can't take care of these little things for the time being, and entrusts Ning Weimin with seriousness.

"Mr. Ning, you are more capable than us. It is also a blessing for this yard to fall into your hands. It will not let us spoil it. This yard will be entrusted to you from now on. I don't worry. I heard that you plan to Repair this small courtyard well? Then I have an unfeeling request, after it is repaired, I... can I come and see it again?"

The old man's words revealed the helplessness of life and emotional nostalgia, which made Ning Weimin unconsciously feel a kind of pity.

He hastily agreed.

"No problem, aunt, you can come to see this yard whenever you want. From now on, Uncle Zhai will help me and stay to take care of this yard. You are not a stranger. It is very convenient for you to come if you want to. ..."

"That's good, that's good," the old lady forced a smile, then turned her eyes to the Hanging Flower Gate and the crabapple tree in the courtyard.

At the end of April, it was the time when the two Xifu Begonias were in full bloom.

Butterflies are flying and sparrows are chirping in the empty courtyard, which seems to be a scene of bright spring and colorful flowers.

The old man muttered to himself, "What a beautiful courtyard, what a beautiful courtyard. Children, you should really take a good look. This used to be home, our home..."

As he spoke, another two lines of tears fell down.

"Auntie, you..." Ning Weimin asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm okay...Mr. Ning, let's meet again."

The old lady pouted, supported by her two daughters.

This time he really turned around and ran towards the gate of the courtyard.

Looking at the trembling back of the old man, Ning Weimin was really entangled and uncomfortable.

Looking at the chaotic scene in front of Zhai's house, he suddenly realized that the happiness he was after did not exist, and his self-esteem was a little too good.

It is difficult to achieve a satisfactory relocation at all, at least the elderly will not be as happy as the young.

Unable to bear it in his heart, suddenly he had an idea and chased after him again.

"Auntie, stay a little longer, we're going to bring a camera to take pictures of the house today, you can also take a few photos for your thoughts..."

This sound was like a magical spell, making the old man stop immediately and turn around.

"Mr. Ning, you... you... thank you, thank you..."

So soon, the old lady and her family returned to stand in front of the Chuihua Gate.

With the camera controlled by Ning Weimin himself, a family portrait freezes in the lens.

The sad expression of the old man finally eased, and he showed a smile that he didn't know whether it was relief or gratitude.

(End of this chapter)