Renovation Of Old Houses: I Am A Divine Grade Designer

Return to Wang Fang's old house.

There are five members of the family, and four of them have gray hair.

Plus a granddaughter who is still in elementary school, living in this old and old house.

Daily life is very inconvenient.

But even so, they still tried their best to entertain Li Yueming, a guest who came from afar.

Trembling, the old man rummaged through the cabinet under the TV for a while, and took out a bottle of Wuliangye that he had preserved for many years.

Li Yueming took it and poured it for the old man first.

The old man is eighty-nine years old, his ears are not very good, and he can hardly hear the voice of speech.

In 20 days, the 90th birthday will be celebrated, and Wang Fang hopes to renovate the house before the old man's 90th birthday.

Let the elderly have a happy birthday in their new home.

Because of the hot weather, the family cleaned up the old man's bedroom.

Five people squeezed into the small house and raised their drinks and clinked glasses.

The taste of Wuliangye is very spicy in the throat.

The sound of the external unit of the air conditioner was humming and rumbling, and the cool breeze was very limited.

But Li Yueming tasted like home in this meal.

In fact, as long as you learn to be satisfied, there are not many things that people need.

A free-rolling bed.

A bright bedroom.

A comfortable chair.

A book I like to read.

There are people around you who love you, or who you love.

The rest, more or less, can be ignored.

At least, Li Yueming felt the warmth of the family in this small cramped house.

Because the father-in-law can't hear, Wang Fang and his wife carefully prepared a small blackboard for him.

My mother-in-law likes to play mahjong.

The two had already set up a mahjong table in the already crowded living room.

Every night, I play mahjong with my mother-in-law for entertainment.

As for the old couple, when the father-in-law went to the bathroom, in order not to disturb the sleep of Wang Fang and Wang Fang in the living room, they would rather go to the bathroom in the dark.

Although the mother-in-law has lost her labor force, she still sews a little embroidery every day to subsidize the family.

The family lives in a small building, although there are many inconveniences.

But you can feel the warmth and care between each other all the time.

In this increasingly fast-paced society, it is possible to have a home that is heavy but soft like the sea.

Even for Li Yueming, it is a luxury.

I drank two glasses of white wine with my grandfather, and listened to Wang Fang's nagging for a while.

What Li Yueming did after entering the old house has completely won the respect of Wang Fang's family.

This designer looks young, but he is very calm in doing things.

Not only that, but he didn't have any airs, and he didn't have a little hypocritical courtesy with them from the beginning to the end, and he never looked down on them because of his good conditions.

The old couple liked it very much.

If it wasn't for the fact that my daughter was already married, she might have to find a way to match them up on the spot.

Li Yueming ate several bowls of rice, and did not eat less food.

Finally, he put down the bowls and chopsticks and said to the elders: "After my survey just now, there are two points for attention that I need to discuss with you!"

He took out the memo from his pocket, looked at it and said, "First of all, the load-bearing walls on both sides of the old house have begun to deform due to disrepair!"

"Secondly, the eaves on the roof are seriously bent, and I also found some safety hazards. The roof tiles are too heavy, and the stress of the entire house is concentrated on the load-bearing walls and beams on both sides!"

"I don't know who designed it. I'm really surprised that this structure can survive for so many years!"

Listening to his complaints, Wang Fang, who was eating, stopped what she was doing, and looked at her father-in-law, who was drinking silently.

There was a trace of remembrance in the vicissitudes of the eyes.

It seems that the past events from a long, long time ago sounded.

"This house was built by my father-in-law for us when Lao Li got married!"

"At that time, Magic City was still a city in the development stage, the ground was yellow mud, and the walls were yellow mud walls..."

"My father-in-law bought a very fashionable tricycle in order to let Lao Li get me back in a beautiful way. After finishing work every day, he took the tricycle to the construction site in the new city to pick up unwanted bricks!"

"It takes twenty miles to go back and forth. After dinner, I pull the tricycle out, and I don't come back until after ten o'clock in the evening."

"My father-in-law has been working for a year, and every day after finishing work, he will pull bricks and come back to build a house!"

"Our small house is the first brick house in the old town!"

"I still remember that when we got married, all the neighbors came to join us. It was a lively scene!"

As she spoke, Wang Fang, whose hair had already turned white, had a flash of reminiscence in her eyes.

The memory in my mind seemed to return to that day more than thirty years ago.

The big red wedding dress, the beautiful brick house, the envious eyes of the neighbors...

They all slowly flashed before my eyes like a movie.

On the other side, Lao Li's eyes were already red from crying.

Some things seem like a long time ago.

But I can't stand the memory, and it seems like it was yesterday.

Thirty years have changed this once beautiful small western-style building.

It also completely dyed the white hair on the head of the father-in-law who was still in the prime of life.

Time is like a knife urging people to grow old, and old houses are replaced by new ones.

...

After hearing this, Li Yueming raised his wine glass and clinked a glass with the old man.

The old man was very silent.

He can't hear the sound now.

Basically, he also lost the ability to speak, and he could only make some vague sounds when he opened his mouth.

Once you naturally know what a group of people are discussing here.

Only when Li Yueming raised his wine glass did he understand the meaning of this internationally accepted gesture.

The old and the young drank a glass.

Amidst the clear sound of the wine glasses, two men, half a year apart in age, drank a glass of wine.

Everything is unspoken.

Behind the scenes, the photographer recorded all this.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage gradually decreased.

"Tears, in order to give the child a beautiful home, I dragged a three-wheeled trailer alone, and transported bricks back and forth for more than 20 kilometers..."

"I can't imagine what kind of love this is!"

"Upstairs, this kind of love is called father!"

"When the designer clinked glasses with the old man just now, I seemed to see the alternation of old and new designers in this old house!"

"That said, it really feels like this!"

"The old house is too old and has many design flaws to afford the family anymore..."

"So Li Yueming is here. As a new generation of designers, his mission is to rejuvenate this place that bears the love of three generations of a family!"

"I want to cry so much!"

"I miss home, I miss my father, I miss my mother..."

"I think of my dead grandpa!"

"Woo woo woo..."

Many people were moved by Wang Fang's experience.

In the live broadcast room, there was a sound of crying and choking.

(Guys, your support writers have been received!

Because there are old books that need to be updated, I may not be able to release new books for a long time for the time being, but I will definitely work hard!

A new chapter will be added tonight, but it may be too late. )