50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 35: Xiang, Filial Piety to Mother
Only a small number of places have some hidden items, mostly antiques and the like.

Occasionally there were some small amounts of gold and silver, all of which were old coins or loose silver from a long time ago. He didn't have the time to melt them down himself, and it was troublesome and unsafe, so he didn't take any of them.

After walking through Gongjian Hutong, which is more than 500 meters long, you will turn into Jingshan West Street. The road here is much wider.

To the east of the road was Jingshan Park, which was surrounded by walls and not much to see. He walked directly to the west, and all the way ahead was a row of courtyard houses.

The courtyards in this area are much larger than Gongjian Hutong. There are quadrangle courtyards with two or three entrances, as well as many exquisite single-entry courtyards.

This area is actually his ideal place to live. The nearby yards are relatively large, there are not many households, and the neighbors living nearby are of relatively high quality.

Moreover, everyone has their own house and yard, and they don't interfere with each other. He and his sister don't have to worry about anything living alone.

Unfortunately, this is only the current situation. Once the housing reform begins, the per capita living area will be stipulated, and the extra rooms must be given up for public rent. By then, this area will become a large slum.

Hey, it was really lively back then. All the trivial things would come to your door, and there would be quarrels and fights every day, leaving you with no peace for the whole day.

Thinking of that day, he shuddered. Never mind, I can't afford to offend. Let's get going. He couldn't help but quicken his pace, passing Jingshan West Street and arriving at North-South Long Street.

The Forbidden City is to the east of here, so it's hard to go into detail. This area is safe, but it's not a place for ordinary people to live.

Quickly cross the North-South Changjie and cross West Chang'an Avenue to reach Qishouwei Hutong. This place name no longer exists in later generations.

In a few years this area will be demolished, with a conference hall built on the left and a large theater built on the right.

Daxiang's courtyard was located in Xitong Hutong, which connects to Qishouwei Hutong. It is unclear whether Daxiang's family lived on the west or east side of the hutong. If it was on the east side, it could not be preserved, but the buildings on the west side still exist.

When he arrived at the north entrance of Xitong Hutong, he began to ask passers-by about the location of Daxiang's house. He finally found out after asking an older lady.

No wonder there is a meme about Chaoyang Auntie in later generations. There is really no news that they don’t know. Under the guidance of the enthusiastic old aunt, Sun Zhiwei found Daxiang’s home.

This is a dilapidated courtyard on the west side of the alley. The wall is half collapsed and there is even a patch on the gate. No one knows how it was damaged.

The geographical location is quite good, 14% in the city center. Before he traveled through time, the housing prices in this area had already reached yuan per square meter.

Unfortunately, Daxiang’s mother will definitely not be able to see that day, and Daxiang is in a bad situation too. It all depends on whether he can live to see three figures.

The kind-hearted old lady brought him to the front of the courtyard and started shouting across the yard: "Daxiang's mother, there are guests. Come out quickly."

Sun Zhiwei felt like sweating when he heard this. It was just like "receiving a customer". Wouldn't this make people hate him?

Sure enough, as soon as the aunt finished speaking, a tattered cloth shoe flew out from across the courtyard wall and almost hit Sun Zhiwei on the head.

"Who is barking at the door without keeping a tight grip? Are you looking for trouble?" A sturdy woman's voice came from the yard.

The old lady backed away angrily, then turned around and walked away, cursing, "You're just a street urchin, what's so great about you?"

As Sun Zhiwei watched the old lady leave, the dilapidated door behind him opened and a thin old lady walked out.

Although she looked thin, she had a tough look on her face. She was about to start cursing as soon as she came out, but when she saw Sun Zhiwei in military uniform, she swallowed her words.

Then he bent his waist slightly, smiled flatteringly, and asked anxiously, "Are you here to see my Daxiangzi? Has he done something wrong outside again? Please be magnanimous and don't bother with him."

"Auntie, my name is Sun Zhiwei. I don't know if Daxiang mentioned me to you." "Oh, it's you. Oh, come in quickly. Daxiang went out and hasn't come back for a while. Come in and sit for a while and have a drink of water. I'll send someone to call him home right away."

"Jiaxuan, go to the entrance of the alley and call your eldest brother back. Tell him that a guest has arrived." While Daxiang's mother asked Sun Zhiwei to sit down in the main room, she called her youngest son to go out and look for someone.

"Oh, I know. I'll go right away."

In the inner room, a well-mannered young man came out, glanced at Sun Zhiwei, and walked out.

Daxiang's mother brought Sun Zhiwei a bowl of water, and then she didn't know what to do. She didn't say anything and just stood there rubbing her hands, at a loss.

"Mother Daxiang, please sit down and talk to me."

"Hey, I'll tell you whatever you want to ask." Daxiang's mother obediently sat down on a bench nearby.

"It's not a big deal. I've been in Xiangshan for a while now and it's hard to go out. I originally planned to come in three months, but it was delayed until now."

"This time I came to see what Daxiang is doing for a living and whether he is still free to work."

"Hey, my dear, Daxiang has nothing to do now. He's just idling around at home all day. He's strong and can do anything."

"What's going on? Isn't Daxiang originally working at the Oriental Hotel? How come he has nothing to do? Where's his uncle?"

"Alas, the Oriental Hotel closed a few months ago. A lot of troops moved in later. Now his uncle and Daxiang have nothing to do and are just sitting around at home."

As soon as Sun Zhiwei heard it, he remembered that the Oriental Hotel seemed to have become the command center.

However, this time will not be long. Once the debris in the city is cleared, the troops will naturally return to the barracks outside the city. But this is not something you can tell them.

"I see."

Then he asked about their family situation. Daxiang's mother didn't have a formal job now, but she usually took on some laundry work to supplement the family income.

The eldest son hangs out outside and sometimes brings back some money, but he doesn't have a formal job and is still called a street urchin by the neighbors.

The youngest son is in middle school, and the family is busy with more outings than visits, which has caused Daxiang's mother to become anxious.

Now, hearing that the noble person her eldest son had mentioned had returned after disappearing for several months, she was overjoyed. Now her eldest son had a place to stay.

The two asked and answered each other for a while, and then footsteps were heard running into the house.

"Boss, I'm here." A familiar voice shouted as soon as I entered the door. It was Daxiang who came back from outside.

He was also very excited to see Sun Zhiwei. The big picture that Sun Zhiwei had painted for him and the plan that his uncle had made for him made him feel a little uncomfortable staying in the Oriental Hotel.

However, time went by more and more, and after three months, Sun Zhiwei still had not returned. If it were not for the 3 yuan Sun Zhiwei gave him in advance that gave him confidence, he would almost have despaired.

He was just chatting with his old drinking buddies at the alley entrance when his younger brother came over and said that there were guests at home and his mother was asking him to go back quickly.

(End of this chapter)