Chapter 62 Moving
Fourth Master Rong slept here last night. He also came over and asked in surprise, "Second brother, what did you say?"

"Isn't that what everyone says?"

"Hey!" Old Man Chang laughed disdainfully, "I don't know how this saying came about?"

"How can a poor person be a head of a family? Is there a family to be a head of?"

“The poorer you are, the less you want to make mistakes, but the less you want to do things, the poorer you become!”

"If you keep your head down all day long and work hard to make a living, how can you have the energy to look up and see the road ahead? If a person is burdened by family and cannot see the future clearly, then there will be no good results in the future!"

"So, Deming! Remember, don't limit yourself, and don't let your relatives' so-called emotional exploitation tie your hands and feet and make you feel wronged!"

“You must know how to choose and refuse!”

"Your refusal may be a good thing for both parties!"

Wang Deming knew that this was Old Man Chang's way of saying something to him, so he responded solemnly, "Uncle Chang, I'll remember this!"

Fourth Master Rong looked at Old Man Chang in surprise. Why would Old Man Chang say such a thing?

Logically speaking, shouldn't the more capable you are the more you should help your relatives and friends?

Isn’t this what your second brother Chang has always been doing?

Friends all know that you are loyal and will definitely lend a hand when someone asks you for help! That’s why you have such a wide range of friends.
Why now?

Fourth Master Rong could only bury this question deep in his heart and prepare to have a good chat with Second Brother Chang in private.
After the water boiled and the thermos was filled, Old Man Chang and Mr. Rong drank a pot of tea as usual before starting to tidy up Courtyard No. 82 in preparation for moving.

Wow, there are all kinds of bottles and jars, but most of them are from after the Daoguang period, and they are just casually placed on the ground.
There is also a large fish tank in Courtyard 82.
There are also furniture in several rooms, made of elm and mahogany, with the mark of "Longxucheng" on every tiny detail, the number one brand of furniture in Beijing in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China.

Even the prince would ask Longxucheng to make furniture for his daughter's wedding.
"Okay, Deming, your two rooms in Nanluoguxiang are not empty. Let's send them there together later."

"Uncle Chang, this is not suitable. This can be sold for a lot of money!"

"Oh, they are worthless. This mahogany chair can only be sold for 10 yuan at most. If you add up all the other things, you may not be able to sell them for 100 yuan."

"Ah, why is that?"

"The real good furniture is what was used in the Forbidden City and the various royal palaces! The things we have at home are not even good enough to be put on the table."

We had just finished cleaning up half of the place when it was already bright outside and Mr. Li from the Dongmei Garment Shop came to our door.

With a face full of hypocrisy, he clasped his fists and said, "Second Master Chang, you can continue to live in this courtyard."

“We are all old neighbors.”

"Although we agreed yesterday that I would take your room and you would take my money, if you could turn things around, wouldn't you be able to take the room back?"

"Haha," Old Man Chang laughed heartily, and returned the greeting by bowing his hands: "I haven't thanked Boss Li for his generosity yesterday!"

"If it weren't for your help, I would be helpless to pay for my family's medical expenses!"

"Has Boss Li eaten yet?"

"Shall we go to the Land Registry Bureau now?"

Boss Li looked ashamed and said, "Master Chang, I had eaten before I came here."

"Boss Li, let's go over there now!"

"Let's quickly change the title deed. I have to go to the court today."

"Deming, you and Yaxuan (Mr. Rong) continue to move. If you can't move anything, leave it to Boss Li."

"Deming, go to school and work after you move in, don't delay."

Old Man Chang and Boss Li politely held each other's arms and walked out of the yard. Boss Li was also considerate enough to call two rickshaws in advance. After getting on the rickshaws, the drivers gradually accelerated and went to the Land Administration Bureau in Nanwanzi Hutong.

Well, let’s move quickly. Boss Li’s hypocrisy makes Wang Deming feel sick.

Isn't this just taking advantage of others?
"Mr. Rong, how much did Yard 82 sell for yesterday?"

"800 yuan!"

"Ah, that's a private courtyard with 8 rooms (three north rooms, two side rooms, and three east wing rooms)!"

"Do you need money urgently?" Wang Deming was very upset. Isn't this taking advantage of the situation? This is too inhumane!

You still have the nerve to call me old neighbor!
I bother!

Although this is not my yard, I still live here.

Wang Deming was furious and said, "Move out! I'll leave you a very clean yard."

He went out straight to find a cart and a porter!

Are you kidding? This kind of physical work must be done by professionals, and they should also be given a chance to eat.

"what"

Yan Bugui's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he seemed to be ready to pounce on the chair. He couldn't help but touch a reclining chair with his hand, "This is such a nice piece of furniture!"

It was like caressing the most beautiful woman in the world.

It was time to get up early, eat and go to work. As soon as Wang Deming and Wo Bo'er arrived at the courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, they were discovered by Yan Bugui at once. Then his eyes were glued to the furniture and he couldn't take them away.

"Ah, these are the furniture made by Longxucheng!"

"Deming!"

"Master Yan, please call me Comrade Deming or Comrade Wang!"

"Also, please make way for me. I have to go to work after I finish moving the furniture."

"Oh, oh," Yan Bugui smiled awkwardly, reluctantly removed his hands from the furniture, swallowed his saliva, and asked, "Comrade Deming, are you planning to move in?"

"No, it's just that my sister had no place to put these furniture, so she gave them to me."

"Didn't I just buy these two rooms? The house is empty."

"Ah, such nice furniture is given away just like that?" Yan Bugui was so envious and jealous, why didn't anyone give me anything? No, we are also related, he blurted out: "We are also real relatives!"

"Does your sister have more that she can't put down?"

“You can put it in my house, too!”

"Haha. That's all." Wang Deming waved towards the hall, greeted with a smile, and carried the furniture into his east wing.

Jia Dongxu's family, Yi Zhonghai and others from the Intermediate Court were also standing on the steps of the hallway watching. Yan Bugui's shout just now attracted them as well.

Jia Dongxu recognized Wang Deming at a glance. He would recognize this love-stealer even if he turned into ashes!

He gnashed his teeth in anger, "Master, were the two east wing rooms in the front yard bought by this guy?"

Yi Zhonghai turned his head and looked at his apprentice's face, which was now slightly distorted. He sighed inwardly and snorted softly to confirm: "Hmm."

"Dongxu, do you know this man?" No one knows a son better than his mother. When Jia Zhang saw her son's appearance, she asked with concern.

Jia Dongxu ignored his mother and turned back to the Central Courtyard angrily.

"Uncle, this?"

"Qin Huairu, who was dating Dongxu before, is the one who married the boy in the front yard." Yi Zhonghai explained to Jia Zhangshi.

"What?" Jia Zhang's eyebrows raised, the flesh on her face twitched, and she was about to rush to the east wing in an instant.

Yi Zhonghai grabbed her and said, "Sister-in-law, what do you want to do?"

Jia Zhang roared with murderous eyes: "He stole Dongxu's wife!"

My goodness! Jia Zhang's shout attracted the attention of everyone in the yard.

Yi Zhonghai quickly added: "Dongxu and Qin Huairu, these two people don't like each other, and they haven't been engaged or betrothed, so it doesn't count at all."

He quickly gave Jia Zhang a look, and Jia Zhang finally realized that this was exposing her own scandal.

If this gets out, how can we talk about finding a wife in the future when our own Dongxu is not liked by a country girl?
The people in the courtyard looked unhappy and said, "Humph, my Dongxu just doesn't like this kind of rustic, unpresentable girl from the countryside."

"Our Dongxu has also explored the surrounding neighborhoods. When it comes to visiting relatives, you must not look for people from the countryside. It really won't work."

(End of this chapter)