Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

The house is almost done. It will be finished in one more day. Once it is cleaned, we can move in.

Qin Dabao was delighted at the first sight. The house was so well built. The ground was paved with gold bricks that were dug back from the Old Summer Palace. The gold bricks were indigo in color. When the setting sun shone in, the ground looked simple and natural.

The ceramic tiles on the wall are engraved with landscapes in primary colors, which is very rare. For this reason alone, it is worth spending a little more money.

The main room has been completely renovated. In the middle of the room is a brass heater, which can heat several rooms. On the stove is a brass kettle, which can provide hot water for the family at any time during the cold winter. It is obvious that the heater and kettle are a set.

The space opposite the main hall is empty, so Qin Dabao decided to put a Luohan bed there. It is very comfortable to drink tea, chat and take a nap here.

Qin Dabao didn't want to get a sofa or something like that; he still preferred some decorations from the Republican era.

There is a row of windows behind the Luohan bed. In the summer, opening the windows and doors will create a through breeze, which is extremely cool. Behind the door on the right is the bathroom, which is about seven or eight square meters in size. This is Qin Dabao's persistent request. He is not used to going to the toilet outside the yard and competing with others for a toilet space.

There is also a bathtub in the bathroom, which looks very delicate. It should be something left by the Japanese. This bathtub is called a "furo" in the Japanese place. There is heating in the room. It is so comfortable to take a bath at home.

The bedroom is on the right side of the main hall. As soon as you enter, there are large windows on the north and south sides. The window frames are all carved with fish and bird patterns. The frosted glass makes it look particularly bright.

There is a kang (sleeping bed) under the north window, also called a warm kang, covered with a kang mat woven with a kind of grass from the Northeast, which is soft and breathable.

There is a newly made kangqin on the kang. Without it, it is like a person without a soul.

Qin Dabao never closed his mouth. This house is so comfortable.

The other side of the main hall was originally an annex, but it was actually not small.

Master Lei separated the ear room into two small rooms, one for Cuicui and the other for Qin Dabao.

The two rooms were empty and without furniture. Qin Dabao did not plan to put a kang in his sister's room, but wanted to install a step-out bed. He had to go to the consignment store to find one.

There is a small kang in my room, which is very comfortable.

Coming out of the house, there is a small kitchen that was built later, about seven or eight square meters. This is considered a bargain, and it would be considered an illegal building in later generations. Of course, no one cares about it now.

There is also a small pavilion in the yard, which is made entirely of wood, with eaves and corners, and carved with sacred animals, representing good luck and good fortune.

This was dismantled from a wealthy family and then reassembled. You can see that Master Lei put a lot of effort into it.

In the middle of the pavilion is a round stone table and four stone pillars. In the summer, the family drinks tea, chats, eats and drinks here, even if it rains.

Without waiting for the work to be completed the day after tomorrow, he paid the remaining money to Master Lei and stuffed him with two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes. Master Lei rubbed his hands excitedly. It was rare to see such a generous owner nowadays.

Qin Dabao was also very happy. Although it cost more than 800 yuan to renovate the house, it was definitely worth it. He would find time to buy the furniture tomorrow and install it. That would be it.

The kang needs to be lit, and the flue of the newly built kang needs to be tested to see if it is functioning properly.

After leaving Yard 95, Qin Dabao went to the Zhao family again. Zhao Yuchu was not there. As the National Day was approaching, he, as the factory director, was the busiest.

After chatting with Xu Minrong for a while, I told her that I had passed the exam and became a police officer. The Zhao family was also very happy.

When he got home, his mother also came back and was cooking. Cuicui was helping him. Qin Dabao entered the ear room, bolted the door, and jumped into the space.

The fragrance filled the air, and Qin Dabao's excited heart gradually calmed down. He took off his clothes and took a bath in the lake.

Even he himself could smell the faint fragrance emanating from his body.

Coming out of the space, he put on his long-sleeved shirt and long trousers, and stroked the uniform on the kang with his hand. Qin Dabao finally believed that his rebirth was not a dream.

"Bao, it's time to eat..." Mom called out, and Qin Dabao responded, putting on his uniform piece by piece...

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The Qin family had a sumptuous dinner, at least in that era. There was pork stewed with cabbage, smashed cucumbers, the leftover meat sauce from yesterday, and the frozen cabbage blanched in water. This dipping sauce was absolutely delicious.

The staple food is steamed buns made of two-grain flour. The family has rice and flour that Qin Dabao brought back, so they save some money and steam buns with corn flour mixed with white flour.

Cuicui looked at the food in surprise. From childhood to adulthood, except during the Chinese New Year, she had never seen such a home-cooked meal.

Qin Qingyou washed his hands with a smile, then turned around and asked Lu Xiu'e: "How's work going?"

Lu Xiu'e was beaming with joy: "Okay, our neighborhood office gave everyone ten pounds of meat, and the rest was sent to the district. I didn't want any of the meat, so I gave it all to everyone. Everyone is so nice to me."

"Hahahaha" The children were happy to see their mother happy.

"Have you paid for the meat?"

"Of course I gave it to you. You're so stingy. How could our subdistrict office owe money? The director asked the finance department to calculate it at 381 yuan per catty. There are 6 catties of pork, so that's yuan."

"You still say I'm petty? This is almost half a year's salary for me. By the way, have you given this stewed cabbage to Uncle Zhang?"

"Do I need you to remind me? I've already sent it over. I also got two steamed buns for Uncle Zhang. Cuicui made really good dough. These steamed buns are big and chewy."

"Eat, eat. The kids are hungry. Where's Dabao? Hasn't he come back yet? Didn't he say he was going to take an exam today? What exam?"

"You're back early. What's this little bastard doing hiding in the house? Dabao, Dabao, it's time for dinner..."

"GuoGuo, it's time for the seventh meal. There's meat."

Erbao couldn't help it, picked up a steamed bun and started to eat it.

Lu Xiu'e gave steamed buns to the children, Niu Niu sat in Wenwen's arms, and Qin Qingyou picked up the chopsticks and took the steamed bun handed to him by Cuicui.

The cotton door curtain was lifted, and Qin Dabao walked in. Lu Xiu'e looked back and was stunned. Qin Qingyou's chopsticks fell on the square table.

At this moment, the whole family was put on pause.

Qin Dabao stood in front of his family with a smile on his face. He had a tall and slender figure, and wore a navy blue police uniform and a wide-brimmed hat on his head. He did not carry a pistol because he wanted to show off at home.

Qin Dabao looked at his family quietly, and for a moment the air seemed to freeze.

After a while, Cuicui murmured in a hoarse voice: "Brother? You..."

Lu Xiu'e slapped her thigh hard, and the sound seemed to press a switch, and the whole family started moving.

"elder brother…"

"pot…."

Wenwen and Niuniu jumped up and shouted.

Erbao laughed and said, "My brother is a police officer. Let's see who dares to bully me from now on."

Lu Xiu'e jumped off the edge of the kang and hugged Qin Dabao, crying and laughing.

"Son, you are a police officer now, you are a police officer now..."

Qin Qingyou also moved off the kang, barefoot, and touched Qin Dabao's uniform with a grin on his face.

"What do you mean? What do you mean?" He had heard his son say a few days ago that he wanted to be a police officer. He thought it was wishful thinking, but he never expected his son to actually do it. At this moment, looking at his tall and handsome son, he felt as if he had lost something...

The Qin family spent the night in excitement, but Qin Dabao slept soundly.