The Hong family's garden is very large, with stone rockeries, ruined flowerbeds, and a half-collapsed pavilion.
But most of them are the walnut trees, persimmon trees, pomegranate trees, quince trees, and wolfberry trees that are distributed next to a zigzag road.
These flowers, fruits and trees are all of high quality and have been planted by successive generations of the Hong family.
Over the past hundred years, no one seems to have paid attention to their growth. However, all generations of the Hong family have benefited a lot from these fruit trees.
Because every year just from the output of our own yard, the money we get from selling it to the "Fruit Bureau" is enough to cover a family's annual vegetable expenses.
This incident can completely reflect the Hong family’s real life attitude and value orientation.
This is completely different from the famous courtyards of many bureaucratic families, such as "Najia Garden" in Jinyu Hutong and "Zengjia Garden" in Qinlao Hutong, which blindly pursue luxurious taste.
Of course, this kind of real benefit was shared by more people when the street factory took over.
Because although the Hong family garden is barren, apart from dense weeds, there are not many residual fruits and fruit cores. From this, it can be inferred that these fruits are picked by someone every year.
Here, Hong Lucheng pointed out a tall and large persimmon tree next to the roof beam to Chen Liquan. He told him that this was the tree where his father, Chen Deyuan, had naughtily picked persimmons when he was a child.
This winter, he will also be able to taste the output of this old tree.
The words made Chen Liquan's eyes red. Unconsciously, he realized that life is constantly going in circles.
Because you never know when or what will happen to draw a complete circle.
Hong Lucheng and Wang Yunlin did not show everyone how to go deeper into the garden, but joined hands along the Yong Road to a courtyard gate.
In the eyes of everyone's doubts, they told everyone that this was their past residence - "Huatingyuaner".
It's a pity that the entrance to the courtyard is only wrapped with a large iron chain, and the padlock is even rusty. It seems that no one has been here for many years.
In such a situation, it is difficult to open the lock even with a key.
The only way to get in is probably to find an ax to split the courtyard door open, or to split the door handle and remove the iron chain.
Both Hong Lucheng and Wang Yunlin knew that this was very difficult. They weighed the chains and looked very regretful, thinking that the place they wanted to see the most today might not be visible.
But they never imagined that this matter would be difficult for others, and even Hong Yanwu might be helpless. But for Chen Liquan, it was a trivial matter.
Quanzi stepped forward and twisted slightly...
Hey, with a "crash", the iron chain came off!
Hong Lucheng, Wang Yunlin and Hong Yanzheng didn't know why. They thought the iron chain was so corroded that it broke with a tug.
This time the Coke was broken! They couldn't help but said "good luck" and happily entered the courtyard.
Only Hong Yanwu understood what was going on. He patted Chen Liquan on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.
This move also earned Quanzi a simple and honest smile.
Then without any further hesitation, the two brothers followed and walked in.
Upon entering the courtyard, you will first see a large patio, with a large area of rocks, flowers and trees arranged in the front corner.
Although the Taihu stones are not jagged and strange, they are exquisite and clear. There are three tall stone peaks, different sizes and well-proportioned.
What is unique is that there is soil in the recess on the stone surface that is more than a foot high, and a mountain peach tree grows from it. Its main trunk is slanted and is as thick as the mouth of a bowl.
It's just in the flowering season right now, and the white flowers are already blooming, so gorgeous.
Just looking at this scene, I already feel that this place is extraordinary. This scene will be a must-choice place for taking photos in any park.
Then he turned to the right and passed four green-painted wooden screen walls with the words "Four Seasons of Peace" written on them. Only then did he see the whole view of the house.
This is neither a regular courtyard with a regular distance, nor a scattered small bungalow. The small courtyard is located on a high ground, facing north and south.
In the middle of the courtyard is a main house with a row of five ridges to the north, and several side buildings to the east. To the west, a stone table and two stone piers stand against the wall.
Behind the stone table, there are also some half-height stones and a lilac tree.
In addition, through the moon door on the west wall, you can see another small attic built inside the door, and the attic is connected to the main room on the north by stone steps and verandahs.
The verandah is also wrapped with wisteria, which climbs up to the attic.
As for the innermost part of the inner courtyard, more than a dozen "Xifu Begonia" trees were planted.
The flowers and leaves of this thing are blooming together, and the flowering period is approaching. It is completely conceivable that from April to April, this place must be a beautiful place full of flowers. It really lives up to the name of "Flower Courtyard".
However, although these scenery are beautiful, they are still not as good as the brick carvings on the west wall.
It was actually all hollowed out and finely carved flower patterns, and the workmanship was extremely exquisite and meticulous. The large pattern pieced together in the blank space turned out to be a complete "Picture of a Hundred Sons Playing".
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a work of art. As far as Hong Yanwu is concerned, this kind of exquisite wall carving is the only one he has seen in his life.
To be honest, with the vicissitudes of time, the old site where Hong Yanwu's parents lived was also inevitably overgrown with grass and frightened by birds and snakes, but I have to say that the small courtyard here is really nice.
Because the courtyard design here is not only influenced by culture, but also inadvertently and very casually. It perfectly reflects the exquisite elegance of "the four cloisters cover the loneliness. The green parrots versus the red roses".
Moreover, the door is crooked and the roof tiles are missing. The situation is not as serious as that in the east courtyard. Surprisingly, except for the wooden attic, most of the houses are intact.
This made Hong Lucheng and his wife, and even Hong Yanzheng, who also lived here, overjoyed.
Hong Yanwu knew how to have fun, so he said as if he had honey in his mouth.
"Dad, I just saw the Little Western House, and I really thought what you said was reasonable. My grandpa loves your third uncle. But now I realize that you are blessed despite all the blessings, and grandpa still loves you the most.
.Although your courtyard is not big, it is really covered. Not only do you need flowers and flowers, but you also need trees and trees, you need rooms and houses, and you need buildings and buildings. Just with these carved brick walls, the Summer Palace
Not really. If you look at the houses again, the quality is comparable. They are all empty and in disrepair. But my uncle’s yard is almost half collapsed, and you are basically fine here. You
What else is there to say?”
Hong Lucheng smiled unconsciously and said in a mocking tone.
"Hey, you kid, you know how to make up things. What do you know! Your uncle never came back after he left the capital in 1937. How can his house not age? Your mother and I returned to the capital to live in it after 1945.
This courtyard was renovated once in 1955. How can this compare?"
Then he looked at Wang Yunlin and said deliberately.
"Besides, you have to praise the extraordinary scenery in the yard. In fact, I owe it to your mother. The tiled wall and the attic didn't exist before. They were all specially built to marry your mother. People like your mother
Naturally, our Hong family spares no expense in appearance."
For her husband to make such a joke in front of the children, Wang Yunlin felt both sweet and a little embarrassed. She blushed and quickly interrupted.
"Okay, stop boasting outside. Let's go inside and take a look. I've been dreaming about this place for so many years..."
With this said, Hong Yanzheng also agreed.
"Yes, yes, dad, mom, let's go into the house and take a look. I remember before we moved, there were still a lot of things left in our "flower hall courtyard". You see, this courtyard is always locked.
I don't know if it's still there..."
Well, upon hearing this, even Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan became interested, and they arrived at the main door almost at the same time.
But no one expected that the house would be filled to the brim again. Judging from the dirty glass outside the window, every room was completely dark.
Finished! I guess it’s like Dongkuayuan inside, with a lot of rags stored by the street.
At this moment, everyone suddenly felt cold again.
But when Chen Liquanzhao helped break the iron chain lock and opened the door, the Hong family's hearts were on fire again. Once again, the sudden cold turned to a sudden heat.
Because no one expected that the five rooms were all filled with large pieces of furniture from the Hong family’s past.
These ancient gadgets have been destroyed countless times in the past ten years, and are now very rare in the capital. But here, in this ancient abandoned garden of the Hong family, they miraculously exist.
There are all kinds of things, but in short, they are all big and bulky things. Moreover, it seems that no one has touched them for a long time, and they are covered with dust, and it is difficult to find a bright color.
"Ouch" Hong Lucheng slapped his forehead and finally remembered.
Ganqing not only has things from their own courtyard, but also things from other courtyards of the Hong family.
These were all the furniture that when the couple left the old house, they could not take them with them because they had no place to put them, but they were unwilling to donate or sell them. They simply made a book and left them in the old house.
What I thought was that these old items would last forever and have records recognized by both parties. When the house came back, the items would still be theirs, so they wouldn't have to worry about it.
Later, with the "movement" coming, the whole country began to "destroy the four olds", so of course they no longer thought about it.
They never expected to see these things in their house again today.
I think they were all brought here during the "Destroy the Four Olds" period. Maybe it was the kindness of the street leaders at that time, or maybe over time, all the people on the street forgot about it, and no further action was taken.
This is why God has eyes!
Hong Lucheng and Wang Yunlin's joy was due to their attachment to these old objects. They looked at this and touched that, and the past days seemed to be close before their eyes again.
As for the surprise of Hong Yanzheng and Chen Liquan, it was mainly due to the number and size of these artifacts. They both coincided with each other and ran to the east side building to take a look.
After the sound of the iron chain, the boss shouted again. "Dad, Mom! Damn it! The three rooms I live in are also full! There are still a lot of things!"
Just this sound made Hong Yanwu almost burst out of joy.
He is different from everyone else. In his eyes, these things are just money.
Especially in the first few days, when the Shou family returned their belongings, he felt itchy and unbearable. At that time, he felt that his family was so unlucky that the old man had "lost all" his family fortune. Besides his mother, there was also something left by his ancestors.
Baby, everything else is gone.
How did you know that the steamed stuffed buns have meat and no longer have folds? The Hong family is so skinny that a camel is bigger than a horse, but they have hidden so many treasures in this courtyard. There are eight rooms in total!
Thinking of this, he couldn't bear it any longer and ran towards a large painting table that he had been eyeing for a long time.
The drawing table was three or four meters long. He couldn't wait to wipe the dust in front of his eyes with his sleeves. He saw that the tabletop was extremely flat, with warm colors, flowing shapes, and "ghost faces". It looked yellow no matter how you looked at it.
Rosewood.
He asked his father, "Dad, is this big painting table Hainan Huanghuali? Where did our family get it?"
However, Hong Lucheng's answer was far beyond his best imagination.
"You guys are pretty good at recognizing good things. But this is not called a painting table, it's called a painting table. It has been in our house for at least a hundred years. It was used by Yan Song, the Prime Minister of Ming Dynasty. Your great-great-grandfather used a sixteen-room
I bought it in exchange for the second half of the house into the yard. As for this kind of wood, it is indeed produced in Hainan, but its official name is 'Hua Zhi', or it can also be called 'Hua Li', which is cheaper than 'Red Sandalwood'. What do you mean by 'Hainan Yellow'?
"Huali', this is the first time I've heard of it. Don't make nonsense and make people laugh..."
(Note: The title "Huanghuali" appeared relatively late. Ancient Chinese books recorded it as "Huanghuali", "Palmwood", and "Rosewood". Later, there were substitutes, and the word "Huanghuali" was created)
"Oh my biological father! I don't care what it's called. Just because Yan Song has used it, it's a priceless treasure!"
But as the saying goes, great joy brings sorrow. Just when Hong Yanwu couldn't put it down and held the beauty of the big case, there was first a loud "bang" and then a "crash" in the east room.
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