Cousin Salted Fish Dressed as a Heroine

On the day of departure, the weather was not very good.

Dark clouds blocked the sun, a gloomy sky hung overhead, and there was heavy moisture in the air.

Zhang Jiao also felt a little out of breath.

But she couldn't tell whether her chest tightness was due to the weather or because she was timid about being close to home.

They took the Baizhou Shipping ship back to the mainland this time, and Tang Qiu specially arranged a group of people to escort them all the way north.

It will finally dock at Haicheng Port.

Haicheng is close to the sea. It is a city with developed transportation and relatively developed economy. Similarly, this is also the place where their ancestors of the Zhang family made their fortune and led the Zhang family to gradually grow.

The true ancestral home of the Zhang family is here.

It was already dusk when we arrived at the port.

Under the orange-red sunset, the sea seemed to be dyed red. Zhang Jiao looked at Haicheng Pier in the sunset, and suddenly felt a sense of stability in her heart.

"Jiaojiao, follow me quickly!"

Zhang Yun walked for a while and found her niece standing there in a daze, not keeping up, so she quickly shouted.

Chu Ting had been talking to Mr. Fang, the investment matchmaker who came to greet him, and did not notice that Zhang Jiao behind him did not follow.He stopped when he heard his wife calling her name.

Mr. Fang also swallowed half of what he said and stopped to look back at Zhang Jiao.

"coming."

Zhang Jiao came to her senses in surprise and saw everyone waiting for her. She responded loudly and jogged a few steps to come to them.He said apologetically: "I thought the scenery over there was pretty good, so I didn't pay attention."

Chu Ting didn't say anything. The little girl's family already had a curious heart. What's more, Jiaojiao has been in Hong Kong City since she was born and has never been back to Haicheng. It's normal to be curious.

Zhang Yun smiled and said, "Don't let your mind wander anymore, otherwise you will get lost."

Zhang Jiao didn't believe it, but nodded anyway.

With so many bodyguards here, she would definitely not be lost.

But she didn't say anything, and followed her uncle and aunt step by step, no longer thinking about anything.

Mr. Fang smiled and said, "The dock is relatively dirty and the scenery is not that good. The busier streets in Haicheng are near Pingshan Street. The most beautiful scenery is at Hongyun Bridge. Mrs. Chu and Miss Zhang can go there if they are interested. Take a stroll over there.”

Zhang Jiao secretly wrote down the address, thinking that she could go and have a look when she was done with her business.

Mr. Fang first took them to have a dinner special to Dunhai City, and also thoughtfully arranged for them to rest first after the meal.

"These distinguished guests must be very tired after coming from afar. Let's take a rest today. I will arrange for someone to take you to visit Haicheng tomorrow."

Mr. Fang was very polite and arranged things appropriately.It takes great care of their bodies after a hard journey.

Chu Ting nodded and smiled, "Thank you."

The other party waved his hand and left without staying too much.

Zhang Jiao couldn't help but yawned. When her aunt saw her, she hurriedly urged, "You go to the room and rest first. I will take you to the Zhang family's ancestral home tomorrow."

Zhang Jiao glanced at her uncle next to her, "Aunt, aren't you going with your uncle? Aren't you going to discuss investment matters with someone tomorrow? Wouldn't it be a good idea for us to leave?"

Zhang Yun laughed and shook her head and pushed her into the room, "Don't worry, your uncle is enough for those things. We are busy with our own business. You go to bed early and replenish your strength as soon as possible. We have big things to do tomorrow."

Chu Ting also said gently: "Leave the rest to me, you can just do what you want."

Zhang Jiao was pushed into the door by the couple in a daze. She looked at the dark room and shrugged helplessly. She might as well take a bath and go to bed. The thoughts of the elders were really hard to guess.

Early the next morning, Zhang Jiao and Zhang Yun set out for Huangyun Street after breakfast.

That is the street where the Zhang family's old residence is located.

Zhang Yun got into the car and asked her aunt doubtfully, "Aunt, why don't we submit the information first and take back the old house?" Why did she come here so directly?

After so many years, if someone lived in the old house, the door locks would have been changed several times, and they wouldn't be able to get in like this, right?
"It's okay, I just want to take a look first. After we have done so, we can submit the information." Zhang Yun held her hand and comforted her.

It has been almost 30 years since she left Haicheng, and this place is no longer what she remembered.But she still wanted to see the place where she was born and raised first.

"Oh." Zhang Jiao didn't care, it was just a nuisance and she didn't have to walk by herself.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yun stood at the door of the old house.

It is still the same as before, but it has become much dilapidated due to lack of maintenance.There are also many mottled marks on the forehead, full of vicissitudes of time.Zhang Jiao stepped forward and saw that the door was locked. She saw that the lock looked like a commonly used object, with a sheen caused by friction.

"Auntie, our house is really occupied."

Zhang Yun nodded calmly, "Yes, I can see it." The threshold was almost stepped on, so how could there be no one living there?

Zhang Jiao looked down and saw that there was indeed an obvious depression. It seemed that getting the house back was not an easy task. "We can't get in even if this door is locked. Should we go directly to invest in materials now?"

We had already inquired earlier. If you want to get your ancestral home back, you have to provide evidence that the house once belonged to the Zhang family, such as land deeds and other supporting documents, and submit it to the housing management office.

After official review and confirmation that the submitted information is correct and the situation is true, they will help you get the real estate certificate again and notify the subdistrict office to return the house.

Zhang Yun nodded, "Okay, then let's..."

"Hey, who are you? Are you looking for my Daping?"

Zhang Jiao turned around and saw an aunt about the same age as her aunt, wearing a gray slanted top and carrying a bamboo basket full of vegetables, staring at them suspiciously.

"Auntie, is this your home?" Zhang Jiao raised a polite smile, pointed at the door and asked calmly.

The aunt nodded hurriedly, "Yes! Didn't I ask you if you are looking for my Daping? What's the matter with you?"

She glanced at the bodyguards next to her with some fear, and looked at Zhang Jiao's aunt and nephew's clothes with a little envy. She had never seen such beautiful styles before.

She also wants to buy one for her daughter.

I wonder if they bought them from the capital?He must be, right? He is a small car and he is carrying so many people in such a grand ceremony. He must be a powerful person, right?

Can she still afford those clothes?No matter how many workers the family has, they can’t withstand the construction, right?

Zhang Jiao and her aunt looked at each other and replied with a smile, "Auntie, I'm not looking for your Daping. We came back to visit our old house."

She did not shy away from telling them the purpose of coming here. After all, after getting the house back, she still had to tell them, who let them live here now?
If you want to get the house back, you must first arrange for the residents like them to be released.

"Old house?" The aunt turned around urgently and pointed her finger at the door of the house where she had lived for almost ten years. "Is our house your old house?"

Zhang Jiao nodded, "Yes. Is your family only living here now?"

"That's not true, there are several families living there!" The aunt shook her head, "Do you want to take the house back?"

"That's natural. We came all the way back just to get back our ancestral home. Otherwise, wouldn't our trip be in vain?" There was a firmness in Zhang Yun's words that cannot be ignored.

The aunt sighed, looked at Zhang Yun, who was about the same age as her, and then at the young and beautiful Zhang Jiao, and took out the house key from the basket, "You guys come in and talk to me first."

She stepped forward to unlock the door, pushed it open, and stepped into the threshold first, "Come in quickly! Let's sit and chat."

Zhang Yun followed in without hesitation.

The screen wall behind the gate has disappeared, leaving only a row of low piers in place. It must have been smashed down.

Zhang Jiao was not afraid that the aunt had bad intentions. They had seven or eight bodyguards with them, so she ordered two bodyguards to follow them through the door.

As soon as she entered, the aunt closed the door and bolted it.

Zhang Jiao was surprised, "Auntie, why did you lock the door bolt?"

The aunt picked up the vegetable basket that had just been placed on the ground and said, "Hey! The streets have been a bit uneasy recently, and thieves are always coming. Originally, the gate to our courtyard was not closed. Wasn't something stolen from next door?

Everyone was afraid, so they locked the door when they went out, and bolted the door when they came home to prevent those random people from entering the house. "

Zhang Jiao thought to herself, is that any wonder?

"Come with me. My house is right next to the gate. There is no one at home. Everyone has gone to work. I am the only one at home."

She stepped forward and opened the door of her home, standing at the door and waving to them.

"Aunt?" Zhang Jiao stepped forward and called out to Zhang Yun, who was standing motionless.

Zhang Yun came back to her senses, "Huh? What's wrong?"

Zhang Jiao pointed to the aunt, "She invited us to sit at home."

Zhang Yun looked in the direction and saw that the aunt was still leaning against the door, looking at them with doubtful eyes.

"Then let's go."