"What should I do if I wash my clothes?" Hua Banzhi looked at him and worriedly, "I can't wash it frequently, don't wear it, it's broken."

"I won't wash it badly, I'll wash the clothes." Lin Xiyan looked at her softly and said, "I just remind you not to wear work clothes when you don't go to work."

"Then you are the same." Hua Banzhi pointed at him, who was still wearing work clothes.

Lin Xiyan looked down at his clothes and smiled, "I will change it next time!"

Lin Xiyan stopped the car and looked at Zhou Guangming and said, "You're almost gone, come up!" As he said that, he stretched out his hand to him.

Zhou Guangming walked over and was carried onto a bicycle by Lin Xiyan.

Lin Xiyan looked at Hua Banzhi and said, "Let's ride a bike!" As he said that, he stepped over the bicycle with his long legs.

Hua Banzhi jumped gently and sat in the back seat, pulling his clothes, "Let's go!"

Lin Xiyan sent Hua Banzhi to the school and took care of Zhou Guangming and fell asleep. Then he took the tailor's clothes to find the tailor shop to lock the edge.

This tailor shop is all private, and many of them are in front and back, so they are open all the time, so there is no saying that they get off work.

Lin Xiyan’s approachability principle was to find a tailor shop, and after explaining the purpose of the trip, he handed the paper bag to the tailor, a middle-aged man.

The clothes I was wearing should be made of a double-breasted sweatshirt and black pants. A soft ruler was hung around my neck and a pencil was stomping on my ears.

The tailor agreed happily and happily took the paper bag, "You will pick up the goods tomorrow afternoon."

"So fast." Lin Xiyan said in surprise.

"It's just locking the edges, it's very fast, and the time is more reported, so you can save time and wait." The tailor said enthusiastically.

"How much?" Lin Xiyan asked looking at him.

"If you have two sets of clothes, it's five points." The tailor said to him.

Lin Xiyan did not bargain, and readily gave the tailor five cents and made an appointment to come and collect it tomorrow afternoon.

Lin Xiyan left the tailor shop, returned to the family yard, and went directly to the new home.

"Master Liu, why haven't you got off work yet?" Lin Xiyan looked at Master Liu and asked.

"It's not dark yet! Work for a while." Master Liu said to him, and said as he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him, "Smoke."

Lin Xiyan waved his hand and smiled, "I don't smoke."

Master Liu looked at him in surprise, as if he was looking at a rare person.

"What, is it strange that I don't smoke?" Lin Xiyan raised his eyebrows and smiled at him.

"It's a bit. There are few men who don't smoke." Master Liu glanced at him with both hands. He really didn't smoke. There was no trace of smoke on his fingers, and it looked like his fingertips turned yellow.

Seeing this, Lin Xiyan smiled and changed the subject, "Master Liu, according to your expectations, this house will be ready in a few days."

"One week." Master Liu took the cigarette back and put it in his pocket.

"So fast." Lin Xiyan looked at him in surprise and said.

"We work from sunrise and rest from sunset. It's early and dark," Master Liu said seriously at him, "But after renovation, we can't move in immediately. You have to dry the house! Otherwise, we will be wet and rashes are easy to get."

"How long will it take to hang?" Lin Xiyan humbly asked for advice.

"It will take at least ten days and half a month to dry it." Master Liu looked at him and said, "If you don't rush to live, it's best to dry it for a few more days. Fortunately, the weather is dry and it's not rainy."

"Yeah! Thank you." Lin Xiyan looked at him and said in a gentle tone. Seeing that the sky was almost the same, "I won't bother you anymore, I'll leave."

"Yeah!" Master Liu watched him leave. When it was almost dark, he went into the house to check and clapped his hands to let everyone finish work.

&*&

On the day of the day, Hua Banzhi and the others had breakfast. After packing up, Lin Xiyan took them to see a Chinese medicine doctor.

"Auntie, this house is so strange!" Zhou Guangming asked, looking at the houses on both sides of the street.

"This is called a caravan." Lin Xiyan slowly pedaled his bicycle and said slowly, "A caravan is a typical exterior corridor-style building with its origins as far back as the Greek "Parthenon" about 2,500 years ago. It is the main building of the Acropolis of Athens. The arcade in the modern sense originated in Beniapukur in India. It was first built by British colonists in the second half of the 18th century and was called a caravan. The arcade became a form commonly used in South Asia and Southeast Asian countries such as India. This architectural form, which combines continental architecture with the regional characteristics of Southeast Asia, can block the invasion of wind and rain, block the sun, and creates a cool environment, so it is very popular in Southeast Asia. Chinese people returning from the South China Sea also built similar arcades in South China. Therefore, arcades have gradually become popular in the coastal overseas Chinese hometowns in my country."

"At the beginning of this century, the city began to demolish city walls and a large number of Xiguan houses, and at the same time, the construction of arcades was encouraged and replaced. In just 10 years, nearly 40 kilometers of arcade streets were built. The excessively dense arcade commercial streets attracted criticism from some people, criticizing this abnormal design, all of which were based on the interests of the bourgeoisie and were sacrificed by the deterioration of civilian life. Later, it was not allowed to be built again." Lin Xiyan continued in a change of tone.

"Is there any disadvantages of it?" Hua Banzhi asked curiously.

The cycle of urban reincarnation cannot stop the trend of history. Now it is criticized, but it will be antiques in the future, but it will inevitably lead to the fate of being demolished.

"Most arcades are commercial streets, mostly composed of continuous paving houses. These paving houses are usually represented by three two-park recessed porchs. Both sides of the porch are closed with brick walls. Even if some use external corridor structures, merchants build in front of the pavement, and the operation of the road is very prominent. They are dirty and chaotic." Lin Xiyan looked at both sides of the street and said, "It's much better now, and I really can't see it before."

"I don't like this kind of house in your tone." Hua Banzhi listened to the sound, so she asked.

"I don't like it very much. I heard from my father that in order to promote the arcade building, the city wall demolition movement was launched. In the early days, the houses were demolished everywhere. The first one started from Ximen, but the merchants in Xiguan strongly opposed it. The merchants organized many protests and demonstrations, but the government sent troops, police and firefighters to razed the city wall. Many people had not moved away, but their houses had been auctioned by the government. Some nail households tried to resist to the end, so the government dispatched fire brigades to force the demolition of the house." Lin Xiyan said with deep resentment.

Hua Banzhi looked surprised and swallowed her saliva. It was really the cycle of history, and it was always inseparable from demolition and demolition!

"It's all there to like it or not, but after a long time, I'll be happy with it." Lin Xiyan's eyes shook on both sides of the street.

Hua Banzhi's eyes flicked and looked at the distinctive arcade, "When the old city wall was demolished and the arcade was built, maybe one day the arcade would be demolished and something else was built. You should miss the arcade again."
Chapter completed!