Needless to say, the original plan of hauling everything to the Chongwenmen Hotel will definitely not come true.
So that day, Ning Weimin temporarily helped Kang Shude to get two ancient books racks, an Eight Immortals table, two armchairs, a desk, the five offerings in front of the hall, and the dozen large lying boxes.
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To be honest, Ning Weimin was actually a little disappointed when he opened those boxes driven by curiosity and expectations.
Because there was no gold, silver or foreign money as he imagined, nor any jewelry or watches.
Most of the boxes are daily necessities for living at home.
There are quite a few silks, silks, and leather robes and coats.
But those old clothes are either out of date or have been bitten by insects and rats.
Some ancient books, periodicals, calligraphy, paintings and inscriptions were also destroyed.
Those with worms, those soaked in water and moldy, and those that have rotted into pieces account for the majority.
The ones that can really be preserved and still look good are only one or two out of ten.
The valuables were relatively intact, except for the wooden boxes which were still objects.
The others are just a few seal stones, ancient jade, handles, snuff bottles, cricket jars, grasshopper gourds, bird food jars and some stationery supplies.
And even if all these scattered things were added up, they would only amount to less than two boxes.
But having said that, even so, it was still enough to shake the entire Shan'er Hutong.
Because of the old furniture that Ningwei Min brought back on carts, the big boxes were conspicuous.
It takes several trips to transport it back and forth to my home.
In addition, they cleaned up the furniture that could be replaced and the junk that could be sold, and threw away the ones that should be thrown away. The movement was not small.
Neighbors could always see Kang Shude carrying big and small bundles to the trust store.
You can also see Ning Weimin dumping baskets of brocade and waste paper and ink into the garbage station like dirt.
This naturally attracted the attention of every household in the alley, making this matter a hot topic of conversation.
Soon after, another well-informed person broke the news.
It is said that the things from Kang Shude in No. 2 Courtyard are only a drop in the bucket, and more have not been taken away from the warehouse.
If we really want to put them all out, there won't even be enough space in Courtyard No. 2.
Good guy, that's completely conceivable, in this year when the average salary is 63 yuan.
For these people who are accustomed to breaking a penny into eight-petaled flowers, repairing broken aluminum pots and basins, being reluctant to replace vegetable pots when they are almost rotten, and nailing them to the wall even if the table only has three legs.
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, pushing Kang Shude and Ning Weimin to the forefront.
Some people say that Kang Shude’s characterization back then was wrong and he was not a small business owner at all.
Others say that Kang Shu Deguang went to a trust house to sell old unwanted things and got 1,800 yuan.
These things, taken together, are probably worth tens of thousands.
Others say that Ning Weimin is close to Kang Shude and serves this lonely old man. I am afraid that he has no good intentions at all.
This guy is obviously concerned about Kang Shude's family background.
Just watch, soon he will have to recognize this 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 Shude planned to drive away all the neighbors in No. 2 Courtyard of Shan'er Hutong.
The old man is so evil that he probably wants to take the house back so he can store his wealth.
From now on, Courtyard No. 2 will belong to this old guy again.
In short, there are things that are good to say and things that are not good to hear, and there are all kinds of gossip and sarcastic remarks.
Even after Shanghai Du Yunyun's donation was reported in the newspaper and sparked heated discussions, many people seemed to have found some theoretical support.
Behind the scenes, I was arguing with Aunt Bian, saying that Kang Shude should donate all the returned things.
Not only did some people encourage Aunt Bian to inspire 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 for him to receive the 18-yuan elderly subsidy from the state, and it must be cancelled.
Otherwise, it would be outrageous for him to be the owner of a wealthy family and still collect rent and enjoy social benefits.
We can’t let the country be taken advantage of, right?
But this is not all the side effects, it may also be affected by such rumors.
Even the attitudes of the neighbors in Courtyard No. 2 have undergone a wonderful change without realizing it.
When I came out and went in, I met Kang Shude again. Although the old neighbors laughed, they still smiled, and they were really polite.
But it seemed a bit alienated and alienated.
At first, Kang Shude didn't pay much attention, his mind was only focused on the house and these things.
Until one day when he went to work, he left his lunch box at home and came back to pick it up on the way.
As a result, the car parked at the entrance of the courtyard. Just as he was about to enter the hospital, he heard several neighbors talking in front of Luo's house.
Only then did he understand the changes in the mentality of the old neighbors.
"...In the past two days, I have been thinking, how should we call Old Kang from now on? Do you want to call him Mr. Kang? Call him Brother Kang? No matter how you call him, it feels awkward..."
The sharp voice that gnaws on the teeth is Master Mi.
"Hey, you're thinking too much, what's your name? Why don't you call me Lao Kang?"
This thick voice belongs to Lao Bian.
"No, old Bian, you can't think like that, he is our landlord now."
Master Mi immediately retorted.
"That's right. From now on, we'll have to rely on others to repair the house and fix leaks. It's definitely better to be more polite."
After saying something about smoking and drinking, Master Luo also joined in the conversation.
"No, now I'm afraid that this old Kang boss will raise our rent, and secondly, I'm afraid that they will ask us to move the land."
Master Mi spoke again.
But the old man didn’t believe it.
"Lao Kang is not that kind of person. He never did such a thing before. During the siege of the city in 1949, he even waived the rent for two months, which helped us a lot. You moved later
I don’t know if I’m here, don’t think he’s like Huang Shiren.”
Master Kemi has his own reasons.
"Not necessarily, people will change. If this old Kang was kind before, it was probably because he had never been poor. Now that he has finally got his property back, he should know the benefits of money. He must not want to be poor anymore, so why not
Are you obsessed with money? Have you been chatting with us recently? This is called maintaining your identity..."
This time the old man seemed to hesitate, and he smacked his lips before speaking again.
"Then what about the state? The state can't let anyone raise prices arbitrarily and leave us with no place to live, right?"
Master Mi curled his lips.
"I said, Brother Bian, you don't know something about this. The state has a unified price for public housing, and the rent for private housing can be raised. Twenty-two cents, which is reasonable and legal. But for us, the rent is just
It’s doubled. If they insist on letting us move, there’s nothing we can do about it. They can just find a small house and coax you to move out. What can you do? After all, the house belongs to them, right?”
These words actually won Master Luo's approval.
"If you ask me, what Lao Mi said makes sense. This house belongs to Lao Kang. Don't you think about it, how can he feel balanced now when he lives in a small shabby house? I think if the rent is really raised, it will be raised to 20 cents.
Second, even if it’s good, I’m just afraid that Lao Kang still has the heart to ask us to make room for him. Don’t hide, we should make room for each family, right? Then what will you do when the time comes?”
This time there was collective silence.
After a long while, Master Luo spoke again.
"Old Mi, I think it's better for your eldest daughter to ask Wei Min about this matter? If there is any sign, we can discuss it together..."
But before he finished speaking, Lao Mi became unhappy.
"Lao Luo, what do you mean by this? Don't talk so much about cheating. Our Xiao Ranke and that boy Ning Weimin are innocent. My daughter must at least be a college student when she is looking for a partner..."
Lao Bian quickly negotiated an agreement.
"I say you two, you two, don't worry about one sentence or two. We should be united in talking to the outside world now..."
Yes, this is what is consistent with the outside world.
Kang Shude couldn't help but feel an inexplicable grievance and awkwardness.
When he turned around again from the courtyard door and walked down the steps, he felt stiff and heavy all over.
The bones in my body seem to weigh more than a thousand kilograms.