The registration time is January 16th, one day after the Lantern Festival, February 22nd in the Gregorian calendar.

Wang Zhong set off on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year and arrived in Yanjing on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. When he got off the train, a man in his forties, who spoke standard Yanjing dialect, had flowing hair parted in the middle, and was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, held up a sign with Wang Zhong's name written on it.

Have been waiting for a long time.

Wang Zhong walked up to the man with his luggage, put down the luggage in his hand, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Hello! I am Zhou Bingkun."

The middle-aged man was a little excited and put down the sign. He wanted to reach out but hesitated a little. He wiped his hand on his clothes before reaching out to hold Wang Zhong's hand. His words of surprise were intermittent: "Chongwen...no...

··Hello, Teacher Zhou! I am He Damao!”

"Hello, Comrade He!" Wang Zhong let go of his hand and said with a smile, "Thank you for making a special trip."

"What did Teacher Zhou say? I have admired you for a long time. It is my honor to have the opportunity to receive you."

He Damao is a fan of Wang Zhong, a very loyal reader. He first read Wang Zhong’s poems, and later read novels. At first, he wrote letters to magazines, and then after Wang Zhong replied to one, he started to read.

He was so unstoppable that he wrote to Wang Zhong almost every month. Wang Zhong would occasionally reply to the previous letter. Over and over again, he gradually got to know him better, and He Damao began to admire Wang Zhong more and more.

The two gradually became familiar with each other. Over the past few years, although they have not met yet, they can be regarded as close pen pals.

When he came to Yanjing this time, Wang Zhong had already contacted He Damao in advance and asked him to help rent a house, preferably a courtyard house.

However, we have just passed through a difficult period, the reform and opening up has not yet been fully finalized, and there are still certain risks in house buying and selling, so Wang Zhong thought of renting instead of buying directly.

Of course, Wang Zhong wouldn't mind if he could buy it directly.

In the past two years, with the publication of physical books of "Changjin Lake" and "Chongwen Short Essays", Wang Zhong's net worth has soared, and he has successfully become a "ten thousand yuan household".

He Damao is a Chinese teacher at Yanjing No. 3 Middle School. He has a good income and a good family background. His grandfather and father are both martyrs, having died in the War of Resistance Against Japan and the War to Aid Korea. His eldest brother is now the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, although he is not

He is a top leader, but his status is not low. Yanjing is the capital city. Just think about it and you will know how high the status of a deputy director is.

"Teacher Zhou, I have made arrangements for the hotel. We can check in directly there. As for the house, according to your request, I have looked for several places. Let's go and see them one by one tomorrow morning. What do you think?

How about it?"

He Damao was attentive and enthusiastic, and even took the initiative to ask for Wang Zhong's luggage. He called a tricycle outside the train station, and the two of them took the human-powered tricycle and rushed to the hotel that He Damao had arranged in advance.

After putting everything in the hotel and waiting for Wang Zhong to take a shower and change his clothes, He Damao took Wang Zhong and went straight to Quanjude outside the front door.

"This is too expensive, let's just eat whatever we want!" Quanjude's consumption is notoriously high. This was the first time the two met, and Wang Zhong felt a little sorry that He Damao spent so much.

He Damao smiled and said: "How can this be done? It's your first time in Yanjing, Mr. Zhou, how can you not try Quanjude's roast duck!"

Looking at He Damao's relaxed look, he obviously didn't lack the money. Looking at his familiar appearance, he must have come here often. Wang Zhong didn't bother to be pretentious and said with a smile: "Okay, then I won't get along with you."

You're being polite."

"This is right!"

The next day, He Damao took Wang Zhong to Nanluogu Lane first. Nowadays, Nanluogu Lane is basically a large courtyard. There are more than ten or twenty families living in a courtyard, with families having three rooms or less.

The first place He Damao showed Wang Zhong was a three-in-a-side courtyard with only two rooms.

The location is good and the house is in good condition, but there are too many people living there and there are not enough rooms to live in. Moreover, many facilities are public and not very convenient.

In line with the attitude of shopping around, Wang Zhong did not make a hasty decision.

In the morning, the two of them went to three more places, all in the Nanluogu Alley area, which were basically large courtyards.

In the afternoon, I went to Beiluoguxiang and looked at three places, but I didn't like them.

On the third day, I went to Deshengmen again to have a look, but unfortunately I didn't find much.

Unexpectedly, on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, He Damao suddenly came to Wang Zhong in excitement and said that there was a two-entry alley for rent in Dashiqiao Hutong next to Desheng Gate. He couldn't help but drag Wang Zhong and ran there.

Already.

On the way, He Damao also explained the situation of the yard to Wang Zhong. The owner of the house was a friend of He Damao. He came from a scholarly family. He was rehabilitated last year. At the end of the year, he got back several ancestral houses. After resuming work, he just returned home two years ago.

After moving into the building assigned by the work unit, I thought about renting out the courtyard.

As soon as you enter the small courtyard, the gate is in the southeast corner. There is a screen wall at the entrance. There are three reverse rooms facing the street. The toilet is at the far west. It is a large yard of more than 30 square meters. There are two east and west wing rooms on both sides, and three main rooms.

There are two green spaces next to the main house.

Not even one of the houses had been rented out yet, but Wang Zhong fell in love with it at first sight.

As soon as my mind moved, I didn't hide it, and directly asked the owner if he would accept the sale.

The owner of the house was also very happy. After thinking about it for a while, he agreed and asked for 2,300 yuan. This was discounted for He Damao's sake.

Nowadays, the monthly salary of a first-level worker is only twenty-seven and a half yuan, and meat is only a few cents per pound. Two thousand three hundred yuan is not a small amount of money.

Wang Zhong agreed on the spot. He Damao was a brother from the courtyard and had many connections in Yanjing. He took the two of them to the Housing Management Bureau that day to finalize the matter of the house.

That night, Wang Zhong moved into the yard he had just bought.

At night, Wang Zhong was a little excited and couldn't sleep, so he simply picked up a piece of white paper and started drawing.

The courtyard was indeed good, but the water, electricity and toilets were all old-fashioned. The layout of the courtyard kept reappearing in Wang Zhong's mind, and lines jumped out on the paper.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The next morning, He Damao came to visit again. With He Damao, a local snake, purchasing and hiring workers became extremely easy.

In the afternoon, the workers officially started work. According to Wang Zhong's wishes, they rearranged the pipelines in the courtyard, widened the septic tank, and made it into a three-grid structure. Bedpans, water tanks, etc. also had to be arranged.

It also needs to be converted into a bathroom.

It doesn't look like a big project, but when it's all added up, it takes a lot of effort.

There is no other way. Nowadays, buildings are more expensive than courtyard houses, and now the buildings are basically houses of various units. Ordinary people can only live in large courtyards. Wang Zhong is grateful to God for having such a small courtyard house where he can live alone.

If you want to live comfortably, you still have to spend some necessary money. But in this case, the project will not be small.

It was all thanks to He Damao, a die-hard fan, otherwise Wang Zhong himself would not have been able to buy it even if he found this yard.

On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, February 18th in the Gregorian calendar, there were still three days before the start of school in Shuimu. The renovation was finalized and He Damao was entrusted to help look after it. Wang Zhong quickly set off back to Jichun, preparing to pick up Li Suhua, Zheng Juan and the children.

Come to Yanjing.

Originally, Wang Zhong planned to live in Yanjing for a while to familiarize himself with the situation, but he didn't expect that He Damao was very energetic and found a place for him in just a few days.

And it’s surprisingly good.

It was after eight o'clock in the evening when Wang Zhongdao visited Jichun, and it was already after nine and almost ten o'clock when he got home.

After knocking on the door, Zheng Juan's voice came out after a while: "Who is this late at night?"

"Me!" Immediately afterwards, there was a rustling sound coming from the outer room, and the dim light from the incandescent lamp spilled out of the window.

With a creak, the door opened from the inside. Zheng Juan, wearing a cotton-padded jacket and sweater and woolen trousers, stood in the door, looking at Wang Zhong with surprise and amazement: "Why are you back?"

Wang Zhong entered the room and closed the door. Li Suhua, also wearing a cotton-padded jacket, came out of the back room sleepily: "Juan'er, who is it?"

"Mom! It's me!"

Li Suhua woke up immediately, stared at Wang Zhong with wide eyes: "Kun'er, didn't you go to Yanjing? Why did you come back?"

"Did something happen?" Li Suhua hurried to the door, opened the door and stuck his head out. He looked around in a panic and saw no one was outside, so he quickly closed the door.

This made Wang Zhong dumbfounded: "Mom! What are you doing!"

"Kun'er!" Li Suhua held Wang Zhong's hand with a nervous expression, tears in her eyes, and even her hands were trembling: "Listen to me! If we have committed a crime, we should turn ourselves in and try to get a lighter sentence.

Feel free! Don't do anything stupid!"

"Mom, what are you thinking about? Your son and I have just been admitted to college and have a great future. There is a vast world waiting for us to show our talents. How could I do something illegal and undisciplined?" Wang Zhong took Li Suhua's hand.

,Explain patiently.

"Really not?"

Li Suhua was doubtful.
Chapter completed!