Chapter 875
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The next morning, Zhang Feng got up early in the morning. Thinking about Uncle Luo's invitation yesterday, he had been thinking about it. He thought that uncle Luo might be well ill and in a better mood. He figured it out and was ready to sell him the map. Zhang Feng had been holding his breath about the map because he had bought two fake maps one after another, which made him lose face in front of his brother.
At the thought of here, after getting the real map today, we must let them open their eyes. After washing, Zhang Feng didn't even eat breakfast. He hurried to say hello to his parents and went out.
All the way to the hospital, he saw that uncle Luo and had packed up their things, but the person was not in the room. Zhang Feng looked around and found uncle Luo downstairs. Uncle Luo stood under a tree as if thinking about something. Zhang Feng didn't dare to disturb him and looked at him not far away.
After a while, uncle Luo turned around and prepared to go back to the ward. Seeing Zhang Feng standing not far away, he walked over with him and asked Zhang Feng to go back to the ward together.
"I've finished the discharge procedures for you. I've brought you some daily medicine. You can take it on time when you go back." Zhang Feng put it in Uncle Luo's bag.
Uncle Luo said goodbye to his sick friend in the opposite bed and took Zhang Feng's car. Zhang Feng drove steadily towards the old city. Uncle Luo kept his eyes closed and did not speak. Zhang Feng did not dare to ask more questions. He was really uncertain about Uncle Luo's temperament. He was afraid that uncle Luo would turn his face if he didn't say a word at that time.
Driving to the path at Uncle Luo's house, the car can't drive in. Zhang Feng gets off and takes good things for uncle Luo. Uncle Luo walks home with his hands on his back. Zhang Feng puts the bottle of wine he put in the car into uncle Luo's bag.
That day, he took two bottles from home and put them in the car. He only took one bottle for uncle Luo. He was afraid that uncle Luo would drink too much. Unexpectedly, the wine really brought him good luck. He thought he would put this bottle on Uncle Luo.
Trot a few steps to keep up with Uncle Luo. There are few people in and out of the alley all the way. It seems that few people come in here except the residents who live here. Uncle Luo's family lives in the innermost part. No wonder uncle Luo will know that they come for something, otherwise he won't find him ill at home.
When Uncle Luo came home, he opened the door and walked in. The house was still like that. It was dark. Zhang Feng followed him in, put his things away and looked at Uncle Luo's living environment. He sincerely said, "Uncle Luo, have you ever thought of moving."
Uncle Luo shook his head, "move, where to move? I've lived here all my life. Where do you want me to move." Uncle Luo is telling the truth.
"Uncle Luo, your house is just within the scope of the old city." Zhang Feng asked. The house should be at the back edge of the old city, and should also be within the scope of demolition, but Uncle Luo should not know the news.
"Yes, it's an old house. It's been years. Every brick, tile and even a door panel here are older than you." Uncle Luo looked at the old house and said with emotion.
"That's strange. When there was a flood, almost all the old urban areas were flooded, but when I came to you later, you didn't seem to be greatly affected." Zhang Feng was a little strange, which he didn't think of.
Uncle Luo said proudly: "Of course, my grandfather's generation lived here. This house was personally selected by my grandfather. The geographical location here is much higher than that there, and it was first built here. The drainage design is very good. The eaves flow into the open ditch, the open ditch into the hidden ditch, and then into the river. How many times, there are floods, and my family is fine."
I see. Zhang Feng couldn't help lamenting that the works made by the older generation of craftsmen were considerate and carefully designed. They were all practical things that could stand the changes and tests of years. What's more, the bean curd residue project made by some black hearted businessmen collapsed when the wind blew and the rain blew.
Zhang Feng asked Uncle Luo, "so your family has lived here for three generations?" Uncle Luo nodded: "yes, for three generations, come to me. I don't have a son and a half for the old Luo family. I'll be ashamed of my ancestors at that time."
When it comes to the emotional part, uncle Luo can't help feeling sad. Zhang Feng thought about it and decided to tell Uncle Luo the news of the demolition.
"Uncle Luo, the old city will be demolished soon. Many of the previously flooded residents have lived in the resettlement building. You should also be in the scope of demolition. If you like, you can also move to the resettlement building. After demolition here, you can also get a sum of demolition money." Zhang Feng said slowly.
"Of course, the demolition here is also supported by the government. After all, in the old urban area, the population of many residents' families has increased, but the place is still so large that the surrounding areas have been acquired, leaving only the old urban area. The people generally support the demolition." Zhang Feng added that after all, he didn't want to disgust uncle Luo because of this matter. He could understand the older generation's obsession about the place where he had lived all his life.
However, uncle Luo's attitude surprised him, "do you want to dismantle it? Dismantle it well, dismantle it well." Uncle Luo didn't react too violently.
"I don't know which developer who doesn't have eyes will buy this place." finally, uncle Luo snorted coldly and said this sentence.
Zhang Feng had just wanted to tell Uncle Luo that their company was doing the project. After hearing this sentence, he was stunned and swallowed it. There was something in this remark, but he couldn't ask directly.
"It's very good here. You see, the surrounding areas have been developed. As long as the old urban area is acquired and the shopping malls and residential buildings are built at that time, it will soon become lively and the traffic will be very convenient. The new houses of the relocated residents are also being built, so they don't have to worry about the flood disaster in the future." Zhang Feng said tentatively.
Unexpectedly, uncle Luo stopped talking to him. He folded the books on the bookshelf one by one, took out several bags and packed them. Seeing this, Zhang Feng hurried up to help.
"What did you say about the resettlement building?" Uncle Luo asked, "are you going now? If you want to go, I'll send you, but you have to bring your household registration book and property certificate." Zhang Feng said.
He didn't expect that uncle Luo was such a decisive person. He said to go. Uncle Luo asked Zhang Feng to help him pack some books. Zhang Feng found that many of them were ancient books, including humanities and history, geography and geomorphology books since the opening of China City, and many professional books that Zhang Feng couldn't understand.
Unexpectedly, uncle Luo was still a cultural man. He opened a cabinet, took out a box with a password, and cleaned up his books and some manuscripts. Basically, there was nothing valuable in the family, but Uncle Luo never opened the box.
Uncle Luo put the Hukou book, the house property certificate and the package loaded into his clothes, and went out with Zhang Feng to the door. Uncle Luo looked at the house he had lived in all his life and touched the blue stone brick at the door. In a trance, Zhang Feng seemed to see two tears from the corners of Uncle Luo's eyes.
Zhang Feng thought that the monk could not run away from the temple. He might as well explain it as soon as possible. Sooner or later, uncle Luo will find out. Zhang Feng opened the door and put his things in the back carriage. He honestly said to Uncle Luo: "Uncle Luo, there's one thing I didn't confess. The projects acquired in the old urban area and the reconstruction of resettlement buildings are all done by our company. Of course, I'm telling the truth with the approval and support of the government."
Uncle Luo smiled and patted Zhang Feng on the shoulder. "Good boy, I knew you were not an ordinary person. Let's go and take me to your resettlement building."
Zhang Feng was a little confused about Uncle Luo's temperament at the moment. He thought about Uncle Luo's previous behavior and his temper. He heard his confession. Although there was no malice, he had deliberately concealed it in the old house. He thought uncle Luo would lose his temper and leave.
Unexpectedly, uncle Luo looked like I had guessed for a long time, and there was no sign of anger. He directly threw his hands on the car and got on the car. Now it's Zhang Feng's turn to be silly. What's the matter these two days? The people and things he met are so wonderful.
Uncle Luo saw that Zhang Feng was still standing beside the car and urged: "what are you doing, silly boy? Come and drive. Do you want me to drive? If you're not afraid of me crashing your car, I'm not polite?" Zhang Feng quickly got in the car. The car crash was small, and he couldn't afford to crash his old family into Zhang Feng.
When he came to the resettlement building, Zhang Feng didn't ask Uncle Luo to get his registered permanent residence and real estate certificate. He directly asked Deng Liang to arrange a better and quieter room for uncle Luo.
Deng Liang looked at Zhang Feng escorting an old man in person. He didn't dare to neglect it. He quickly took the key and took uncle Luo to the room. Instead, Liu San, who came to deliver the materials, was stunned and quickly pulled Zhang Feng: "Sir, what's the matter? The old man has an idea?"
Zhang Feng hurriedly pushed him back. "Now I don't have time to explain to you. I'll tell you later that you can help you. I won't tell you not to come." Zhang Feng followed him.
Deng Liang took uncle Luo to his room and went out. Zhang Feng followed him and put his things for uncle Luo. "Uncle Luo, you'll live here for the time being. Now it's just a temporary resettlement building. After the new community behind is built, it will be re planned. Then we'll give you a new house." Zhang Feng was afraid that uncle Luo was not satisfied.
Uncle Luo, look at this house. It's also a new house. It's transparent from north to south. The ventilation and lighting are very good. Zhang Feng is still interested in choosing the floor for him. Uncle Luo doesn't stop nodding. "What else can I choose? You arranged it so well for me. I have nothing to choose. It's better than before."
Uncle Luo said and sat down. There are some simple furnishings and furniture in the room, which are prepared in advance. "You stay first. Tomorrow I'll arrange someone to buy and send you everything. You can go downstairs at any time for dinner. They have a canteen over there. I'll tell them what you want to eat later." Zhang Feng considered everything for uncle Luo.
"Don't be busy. Come on, come here. I have something else to talk to you." Uncle Luo asked Zhang Feng to come here. Zhang Feng opened a chair and prepared to sit down. "Don't hurry to sit down, you take my box." Uncle Luo ordered.
Zhang Feng took uncle Luo's treasure password box again. Uncle Luo adjusted the password, clicked and opened the box. There were several books, some old photos and something wrapped in red cloth. Uncle Luo took out a manuscript and handed it to Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng took a look and was deeply shocked. This manuscript clearly depicts the geography and landform before and after the liberation of China, and they are all hand-painted! That's awesome!
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The next morning, Zhang Feng got up early in the morning. Thinking about Uncle Luo's invitation yesterday, he had been thinking about it. He thought that uncle Luo might be well ill and in a better mood. He figured it out and was ready to sell him the map. Zhang Feng had been holding his breath about the map because he had bought two fake maps one after another, which made him lose face in front of his brother.
At the thought of here, after getting the real map today, we must let them open their eyes. After washing, Zhang Feng didn't even eat breakfast. He hurried to say hello to his parents and went out.
All the way to the hospital, he saw that uncle Luo and had packed up their things, but the person was not in the room. Zhang Feng looked around and found uncle Luo downstairs. Uncle Luo stood under a tree as if thinking about something. Zhang Feng didn't dare to disturb him and looked at him not far away.
After a while, uncle Luo turned around and prepared to go back to the ward. Seeing Zhang Feng standing not far away, he walked over with him and asked Zhang Feng to go back to the ward together.
"I've finished the discharge procedures for you. I've brought you some daily medicine. You can take it on time when you go back." Zhang Feng put it in Uncle Luo's bag.
Uncle Luo said goodbye to his sick friend in the opposite bed and took Zhang Feng's car. Zhang Feng drove steadily towards the old city. Uncle Luo kept his eyes closed and did not speak. Zhang Feng did not dare to ask more questions. He was really uncertain about Uncle Luo's temperament. He was afraid that uncle Luo would turn his face if he didn't say a word at that time.
Driving to the path at Uncle Luo's house, the car can't drive in. Zhang Feng gets off and takes good things for uncle Luo. Uncle Luo walks home with his hands on his back. Zhang Feng puts the bottle of wine he put in the car into uncle Luo's bag.
That day, he took two bottles from home and put them in the car. He only took one bottle for uncle Luo. He was afraid that uncle Luo would drink too much. Unexpectedly, the wine really brought him good luck. He thought he would put this bottle on Uncle Luo.
Trot a few steps to keep up with Uncle Luo. There are few people in and out of the alley all the way. It seems that few people come in here except the residents who live here. Uncle Luo's family lives in the innermost part. No wonder uncle Luo will know that they come for something, otherwise he won't find him ill at home.
When Uncle Luo came home, he opened the door and walked in. The house was still like that. It was dark. Zhang Feng followed him in, put his things away and looked at Uncle Luo's living environment. He sincerely said, "Uncle Luo, have you ever thought of moving."
Uncle Luo shook his head, "move, where to move? I've lived here all my life. Where do you want me to move." Uncle Luo is telling the truth.
"Uncle Luo, your house is just within the scope of the old city." Zhang Feng asked. The house should be at the back edge of the old city, and should also be within the scope of demolition, but Uncle Luo should not know the news.
"Yes, it's an old house. It's been years. Every brick, tile and even a door panel here are older than you." Uncle Luo looked at the old house and said with emotion.
"That's strange. When there was a flood, almost all the old urban areas were flooded, but when I came to you later, you didn't seem to be greatly affected." Zhang Feng was a little strange, which he didn't think of.
Uncle Luo said proudly: "Of course, my grandfather's generation lived here. This house was personally selected by my grandfather. The geographical location here is much higher than that there, and it was first built here. The drainage design is very good. The eaves flow into the open ditch, the open ditch into the hidden ditch, and then into the river. How many times, there are floods, and my family is fine."
I see. Zhang Feng couldn't help lamenting that the works made by the older generation of craftsmen were considerate and carefully designed. They were all practical things that could stand the changes and tests of years. What's more, the bean curd residue project made by some black hearted businessmen collapsed when the wind blew and the rain blew.
Zhang Feng asked Uncle Luo, "so your family has lived here for three generations?" Uncle Luo nodded: "yes, for three generations, come to me. I don't have a son and a half for the old Luo family. I'll be ashamed of my ancestors at that time."
When it comes to the emotional part, uncle Luo can't help feeling sad. Zhang Feng thought about it and decided to tell Uncle Luo the news of the demolition.
"Uncle Luo, the old city will be demolished soon. Many of the previously flooded residents have lived in the resettlement building. You should also be in the scope of demolition. If you like, you can also move to the resettlement building. After demolition here, you can also get a sum of demolition money." Zhang Feng said slowly.
"Of course, the demolition here is also supported by the government. After all, in the old urban area, the population of many residents' families has increased, but the place is still so large that the surrounding areas have been acquired, leaving only the old urban area. The people generally support the demolition." Zhang Feng added that after all, he didn't want to disgust uncle Luo because of this matter. He could understand the older generation's obsession about the place where he had lived all his life.
However, uncle Luo's attitude surprised him, "do you want to dismantle it? Dismantle it well, dismantle it well." Uncle Luo didn't react too violently.
"I don't know which developer who doesn't have eyes will buy this place." finally, uncle Luo snorted coldly and said this sentence.
Zhang Feng had just wanted to tell Uncle Luo that their company was doing the project. After hearing this sentence, he was stunned and swallowed it. There was something in this remark, but he couldn't ask directly.
"It's very good here. You see, the surrounding areas have been developed. As long as the old urban area is acquired and the shopping malls and residential buildings are built at that time, it will soon become lively and the traffic will be very convenient. The new houses of the relocated residents are also being built, so they don't have to worry about the flood disaster in the future." Zhang Feng said tentatively.
Unexpectedly, uncle Luo stopped talking to him. He folded the books on the bookshelf one by one, took out several bags and packed them. Seeing this, Zhang Feng hurried up to help.
"What did you say about the resettlement building?" Uncle Luo asked, "are you going now? If you want to go, I'll send you, but you have to bring your household registration book and property certificate." Zhang Feng said.
He didn't expect that uncle Luo was such a decisive person. He said to go. Uncle Luo asked Zhang Feng to help him pack some books. Zhang Feng found that many of them were ancient books, including humanities and history, geography and geomorphology books since the opening of China City, and many professional books that Zhang Feng couldn't understand.
Unexpectedly, uncle Luo was still a cultural man. He opened a cabinet, took out a box with a password, and cleaned up his books and some manuscripts. Basically, there was nothing valuable in the family, but Uncle Luo never opened the box.
Uncle Luo put the Hukou book, the house property certificate and the package loaded into his clothes, and went out with Zhang Feng to the door. Uncle Luo looked at the house he had lived in all his life and touched the blue stone brick at the door. In a trance, Zhang Feng seemed to see two tears from the corners of Uncle Luo's eyes.
Zhang Feng thought that the monk could not run away from the temple. He might as well explain it as soon as possible. Sooner or later, uncle Luo will find out. Zhang Feng opened the door and put his things in the back carriage. He honestly said to Uncle Luo: "Uncle Luo, there's one thing I didn't confess. The projects acquired in the old urban area and the reconstruction of resettlement buildings are all done by our company. Of course, I'm telling the truth with the approval and support of the government."
Uncle Luo smiled and patted Zhang Feng on the shoulder. "Good boy, I knew you were not an ordinary person. Let's go and take me to your resettlement building."
Zhang Feng was a little confused about Uncle Luo's temperament at the moment. He thought about Uncle Luo's previous behavior and his temper. He heard his confession. Although there was no malice, he had deliberately concealed it in the old house. He thought uncle Luo would lose his temper and leave.
Unexpectedly, uncle Luo looked like I had guessed for a long time, and there was no sign of anger. He directly threw his hands on the car and got on the car. Now it's Zhang Feng's turn to be silly. What's the matter these two days? The people and things he met are so wonderful.
Uncle Luo saw that Zhang Feng was still standing beside the car and urged: "what are you doing, silly boy? Come and drive. Do you want me to drive? If you're not afraid of me crashing your car, I'm not polite?" Zhang Feng quickly got in the car. The car crash was small, and he couldn't afford to crash his old family into Zhang Feng.
When he came to the resettlement building, Zhang Feng didn't ask Uncle Luo to get his registered permanent residence and real estate certificate. He directly asked Deng Liang to arrange a better and quieter room for uncle Luo.
Deng Liang looked at Zhang Feng escorting an old man in person. He didn't dare to neglect it. He quickly took the key and took uncle Luo to the room. Instead, Liu San, who came to deliver the materials, was stunned and quickly pulled Zhang Feng: "Sir, what's the matter? The old man has an idea?"
Zhang Feng hurriedly pushed him back. "Now I don't have time to explain to you. I'll tell you later that you can help you. I won't tell you not to come." Zhang Feng followed him.
Deng Liang took uncle Luo to his room and went out. Zhang Feng followed him and put his things for uncle Luo. "Uncle Luo, you'll live here for the time being. Now it's just a temporary resettlement building. After the new community behind is built, it will be re planned. Then we'll give you a new house." Zhang Feng was afraid that uncle Luo was not satisfied.
Uncle Luo, look at this house. It's also a new house. It's transparent from north to south. The ventilation and lighting are very good. Zhang Feng is still interested in choosing the floor for him. Uncle Luo doesn't stop nodding. "What else can I choose? You arranged it so well for me. I have nothing to choose. It's better than before."
Uncle Luo said and sat down. There are some simple furnishings and furniture in the room, which are prepared in advance. "You stay first. Tomorrow I'll arrange someone to buy and send you everything. You can go downstairs at any time for dinner. They have a canteen over there. I'll tell them what you want to eat later." Zhang Feng considered everything for uncle Luo.
"Don't be busy. Come on, come here. I have something else to talk to you." Uncle Luo asked Zhang Feng to come here. Zhang Feng opened a chair and prepared to sit down. "Don't hurry to sit down, you take my box." Uncle Luo ordered.
Zhang Feng took uncle Luo's treasure password box again. Uncle Luo adjusted the password, clicked and opened the box. There were several books, some old photos and something wrapped in red cloth. Uncle Luo took out a manuscript and handed it to Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng took a look and was deeply shocked. This manuscript clearly depicts the geography and landform before and after the liberation of China, and they are all hand-painted! That's awesome!
The next morning, Zhang Feng got up early in the morning. Thinking about Uncle Luo's invitation yesterday, he had been thinking about it. He thought that uncle Luo might be well ill and in a better mood. He figured it out and was ready to sell him the map. Zhang Feng had been holding his breath about the map because he had bought two fake maps one after another, which made him lose face in front of his brother.At the thought of here, after getting the real map today, we must let them open their eyes. After washing, Zhang Feng didn't even eat breakfast. He hurried to say hello to his parents and went out.All the way to the hospital, he saw that uncle Luo and had packed up their things, but the person was not in the room. Zhang Feng looked around and found uncle Luo downstairs. Uncle Luo stood under a tree as if thinking about something. Zhang Feng didn't dare to disturb him and looked at him not far away.After a while, uncle Luo turned around and prepared to go back to the ward. Seeing Zhang Feng standing not far away, he walked over with him and asked Zhang Feng to go back to the ward together."I've finished the discharge procedures for you. I've brought you some daily medicine. You can take it on time when you go back." Zhang Feng put it in Uncle Luo's bag.Uncle Luo said goodbye to his sick friend in the opposite bed and took Zhang Feng's car. Zhang Feng drove steadily towards the old city. Uncle Luo kept his eyes closed and did not speak. Zhang Feng did not dare to ask more questions. He was really uncertain about Uncle Luo's temperament. He was afraid that uncle Luo would turn his face if he didn't say a word at that time.Driving to the path at Uncle Luo's house, the car can't drive in. Zhang Feng gets off and takes good things for uncle Luo. Uncle Luo walks home with his hands on his back. Zhang Feng puts the bottle of wine he put in the car into uncle Luo's bag.That day, he took two bottles from home and put them in the car. He only took one bottle for uncle Luo. He was afraid that uncle Luo would drink too much. Unexpectedly, the wine really brought him good luck. He thought he would put this bottle on Uncle Luo.Trot a few steps to keep up with Uncle Luo. There are few people in and out of the alley all the way. It seems that few people come in here except the residents who live here. Uncle Luo's family lives in the innermost part. No wonder uncle Luo will know that they come for something, otherwise he won't find him ill at home.When Uncle Luo came home, he opened the door and walked in. The house was still like that. It was dark. Zhang Feng followed him in, put his things away and looked at Uncle Luo's living environment. He sincerely said, "Uncle Luo, have you ever thought of moving."Uncle Luo shook his head, "move, where to move? I've lived here all my life. Where do you want me to move." Uncle Luo is telling the truth."Uncle Luo, your house is just within the scope of the old city." Zhang Feng asked. The house should be at the back edge of the old city, and should also be within the scope of demolition, but Uncle Luo should not know the news."Yes, it's an old house. It's been years. Every brick, tile and even a door panel here are older than you." Uncle Luo looked at the old house and said with emotion."That's strange. When there was a flood, almost all the old urban areas were flooded, but when I came to you later, you didn't seem to be greatly affected." Zhang Feng was a little strange, which he didn't think of.Uncle Luo said proudly: "Of course, my grandfather's generation lived here. This house was personally selected by my grandfather. The geographical location here is much higher than that there, and it was first built here. The drainage design is very good. The eaves flow into the open ditch, the open ditch into the hidden ditch, and then into the river. How many times, there are floods, and my family is fine."I see. Zhang Feng couldn't help lamenting that the works made by the older generation of craftsmen were considerate and carefully designed. They were all practical things that could stand the changes and tests of years. What's more, the bean curd residue project made by some black hearted businessmen collapsed when the wind blew and the rain blew.Zhang Feng asked Uncle Luo, "so your family has lived here for three generations?" Uncle Luo nodded: "yes, for three generations, come to me. I don't have a son and a half for the old Luo family. I'll be ashamed of my ancestors at that time."When it comes to the emotional part, uncle Luo can't help feeling sad. Zhang Feng thought about it and decided to tell Uncle Luo the news of the demolition."Uncle Luo, the old city will be demolished soon. Many of the previously flooded residents have lived in the resettlement building. You should also be in the scope of demolition. If you like, you can also move to the resettlement building. After demolition here, you can also get a sum of demolition money." Zhang Feng said slowly."Of course, the demolition here is also supported by the government. After all, in the old urban area, the population of many residents' families has increased, but the place is still so large that the surrounding areas have been acquired, leaving only the old urban area. The people generally support the demolition." Zhang Feng added that after all, he didn't want to disgust uncle Luo because of this matter. He could understand the older generation's obsession about the place where he had lived all his life.However, uncle Luo's attitude surprised him, "do you want to dismantle it? Dismantle it well, dismantle it well." Uncle Luo didn't react too violently."I don't know which developer who doesn't have eyes will buy this place." finally, uncle Luo snorted coldly and said this sentence.Zhang Feng had just wanted to tell Uncle Luo that their company was doing the project. After hearing this sentence, he was stunned and swallowed it. There was something in this remark, but he couldn't ask directly."It's very good here. You see, the surrounding areas have been developed. As long as the old urban area is acquired and the shopping malls and residential buildings are built at that time, it will soon become lively and the traffic will be very convenient. The new houses of the relocated residents are also being built, so they don't have to worry about the flood disaster in the future." Zhang Feng said tentatively.Unexpectedly, uncle Luo stopped talking to him. He folded the books on the bookshelf one by one, took out several bags and packed them. Seeing this, Zhang Feng hurried up to help."What did you say about the resettlement building?" Uncle Luo asked, "are you going now? If you want to go, I'll send you, but you have to bring your household registration book and property certificate." Zhang Feng said.He didn't expect that uncle Luo was such a decisive person. He said to go. Uncle Luo asked Zhang Feng to help him pack some books. Zhang Feng found that many of them were ancient books, including humanities and history, geography and geomorphology books since the opening of China City, and many professional books that Zhang Feng couldn't understand.Unexpectedly, uncle Luo was still a cultural man. He opened a cabinet, took out a box with a password, and cleaned up his books and some manuscripts. Basically, there was nothing valuable in the family, but Uncle Luo never opened the box.Uncle Luo put the Hukou book, the house property certificate and the package loaded into his clothes, and went out with Zhang Feng to the door. Uncle Luo looked at the house he had lived in all his life and touched the blue stone brick at the door. In a trance, Zhang Feng seemed to see two tears from the corners of Uncle Luo's eyes.Zhang Feng thought that the monk could not run away from the temple. He might as well explain it as soon as possible. Sooner or later, uncle Luo will find out. Zhang Feng opened the door and put his things in the back carriage. He honestly said to Uncle Luo: "Uncle Luo, there's one thing I didn't confess. The projects acquired in the old urban area and the reconstruction of resettlement buildings are all done by our company. Of course, I'm telling the truth with the approval and support of the government."Uncle Luo smiled and patted Zhang Feng on the shoulder. "Good boy, I knew you were not an ordinary person. Let's go and take me to your resettlement building."Zhang Feng was a little confused about Uncle Luo's temperament at the moment. He thought about Uncle Luo's previous behavior and his temper. He heard his confession. Although there was no malice, he had deliberately concealed it in the old house. He thought uncle Luo would lose his temper and leave.Unexpectedly, uncle Luo looked like I had guessed for a long time, and there was no sign of anger. He directly threw his hands on the car and got on the car. Now it's Zhang Feng's turn to be silly. What's the matter these two days? The people and things he met are so wonderful.Uncle Luo saw that Zhang Feng was still standing beside the car and urged: "what are you doing, silly boy? Come and drive. Do you want me to drive? If you're not afraid of me crashing your car, I'm not polite?" Zhang Feng quickly got in the car. The car crash was small, and he couldn't afford to crash his old family into Zhang Feng.When he came to the resettlement building, Zhang Feng didn't ask Uncle Luo to get his registered permanent residence and real estate certificate. He directly asked Deng Liang to arrange a better and quieter room for uncle Luo.Deng Liang looked at Zhang Feng escorting an old man in person. He didn't dare to neglect it. He quickly took the key and took uncle Luo to the room. Instead, Liu San, who came to deliver the materials, was stunned and quickly pulled Zhang Feng: "Sir, what's the matter? The old man has an idea?"Zhang Feng hurriedly pushed him back. "Now I don't have time to explain to you. I'll tell you later that you can help you. I won't tell you not to come." Zhang Feng followed him.Deng Liang took uncle Luo to his room and went out. Zhang Feng followed him and put his things for uncle Luo. "Uncle Luo, you'll live here for the time being. Now it's just a temporary resettlement building. After the new community behind is built, it will be re planned. Then we'll give you a new house." Zhang Feng was afraid that uncle Luo was not satisfied.Uncle Luo, look at this house. It's also a new house. It's transparent from north to south. The ventilation and lighting are very good. Zhang Feng is still interested in choosing the floor for him. Uncle Luo doesn't stop nodding. "What else can I choose? You arranged it so well for me. I have nothing to choose. It's better than before."Uncle Luo said and sat down. There are some simple furnishings and furniture in the room, which are prepared in advance. "You stay first. Tomorrow I'll arrange someone to buy and send you everything. You can go downstairs at any time for dinner. They have a canteen over there. I'll tell them what you want to eat later." Zhang Feng considered everything for uncle Luo."Don't be busy. Come on, come here. I have something else to talk to you." Uncle Luo asked Zhang Feng to come here. Zhang Feng opened a chair and prepared to sit down. "Don't hurry to sit down, you take my box." Uncle Luo ordered.Zhang Feng took uncle Luo's treasure password box again. Uncle Luo adjusted the password, clicked and opened the box. There were several books, some old photos and something wrapped in red cloth. Uncle Luo took out a manuscript and handed it to Zhang Feng.Zhang Feng took a look and was deeply shocked. This manuscript clearly depicts the geography and landform before and after the liberation of China, and they are all hand-painted! That's awesome!
