Siheyuan: If you ruin the reputation of the whole courtyard, I will move out

However, when it comes to relocation, Aunt Zheng seemed surprised: "Bingkun, we are living a good life now. Guangming and I each have a room, which is enough. There is no need to move." She shook her head repeatedly.

Zheng Juan came closer, hugged her arm and said, "Mom, there are water and sewage facilities here, as well as heating and flush toilets. It's very convenient to live here." Then Zhang Yu added, "There are many rooms, five in total. Zheng Juan and I will have one, and you and Uncle Guangming will each have one. There is one room left as a backup, which may be given to Zheng Cong in the future."

Aunt Zheng suggested: "But what about Zheng Cong? He should have his own room, too. In case you have another child, you'll need an extra one." Her concerns went beyond that.

Zhang Yu smiled and joked: "Mom, Zheng Cong is still young. By the time he needs his own room, I might have already prepared a second house."

He knew that although Zheng's mother knew that he was capable and filial, she was still not happy about asking the old man to move.

At this time, Zheng's mother sighed softly: "In fact, I want to go back to Taiping Hutong. I feel that there is not much time left. I hope to rest in peace there."

Zheng Juan and Zhang Yu were speechless for a moment. Zheng's mother's physical condition was no secret.

The doctor also believed that my mother's life was stronger than expected. The hardships in her early years caused her organs to age prematurely.

Zheng Juan held back her tears and asked, "But Mom, how could you let us go back to that situation?"

Hearing her daughter crying, Zheng's mother wiped away her tears and said, "I am satisfied to see that you are living such a good life now. Zheng Guang has a caring daughter-in-law, and Zheng Guangming also has you to take care of him. I feel at ease. I just want to return home before my life ends..."

When she heard the word "return home", Zheng Juan could no longer hold back her emotions and burst into tears. Zhang Yu felt so heavy in his heart that he could not express it in words.

Li Suhua walked towards them tremblingly and comforted them: "Juan'er, if you feel uneasy, let your mother move back with you. Don't worry about our family. I'm recovering quite optimistically." No one understood her mother-in-law's feelings better than Li Suhua. She knew that her mother-in-law had only one regret and one wish in her heart - even if the conditions of the old house were terrible, it would always be a taste of home for her.

"Let's wait until after the New Year to go back to Taiping Hutong!" Zhang Yu said to Zheng's mother, "Mom, you stay here for the next two days, let's celebrate the New Year together."

Mother Zheng did not reject the other party's proposal this time. She knew that this might be the last year she could spend the New Year with her family.

Originally, everyone was in high spirits, but because of Zheng's mother's illness, the atmosphere became solemn on the way back. Except for Feng Yue, the girl who didn't care about anything, everyone else had a gloomy look on their faces.

After returning home, everyone started packing their luggage. They only needed to take daily necessities and bedding, because almost everything was available in the new home and there was not much that needed to be moved.

Zheng Guangming has poor eyesight, so he takes Feng Yue out to play.

Feng Yue has a strange habit. She always likes to follow Zheng Guangming. She has a decent relationship with Zheng Juan and Li Suhua, but she seems a little afraid of Zhang Yu.

Because Zhang Yu managed Feng Yue strictly and did not indulge her, she was most afraid of Zhang Yu in the family.

Since there were not many things to begin with, they were sorted out quickly. Zhang Yu specially borrowed a flatbed truck and asked Xiao Guoqing and Sun Ganchao to help with the moving.

After hearing that Zhang Yu did not go to college and lost his job at the magazine, Mr. and Mrs. Qiao Chunyan gradually reduced their contacts with the Zhou family, and even Aunt Qiao rarely looked for Li Suhua to chat.

In contrast, Xiao Guoqing and Sun Ganchao consistently visited frequently, always asking if there was anything they could do to help.

Zhang Yuming remembered the kindness of the two men who had sent Li Suhua to the hospital, and the relationship between the three of them became increasingly close.

When Xiao Guoqing heard that Zhang Yu bought a new house, he immediately asked, "Bingkun, why do you have a new house again? Where did you get the money?"

In comparison, Sun Ganchao was more silent and never asked about the source of funds.

Zhang Yu made up an excuse: "I sometimes write articles and publish them in newspapers outside, and I earn some royalties." Although it was just an excuse, it was not a lie.

After hearing this, Xiao Guoqing and Sun Ganchao suddenly realized and stopped pursuing the issue.

Everyone knows Zhang Yu's talent, and it's no secret that he can earn royalties from his work. Even if others may doubt others' claims of earning royalties, they have no doubts about Zhang Yu.

Not long after, the two men helped Zhang Yu load the luggage onto the truck and pushed it away from the Zhou family courtyard.

Before I even walked out of the street, I met someone I knew well - Aunt Qiao.

"Bingkun, what's the matter? Are we moving?" Aunt Qiao asked immediately when she saw Zhang Yu.

"Aunt Qiao, we are moving to Xinyi District, and that's where we found these things," Zhang Yu responded.

"Xinyi District is a really great place. It seems that a lot of residential buildings have been built there for experts and scholars. Where are you moving to? I'll come and visit you when I'm free." Aunt Qiao asked curiously.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yu gave the specific house number.

Although Aunt Qiao and Li Suhua have had less contact recently, Zhang Yu understands that Aunt Qiao is still one of the few people who cares about Li Suhua.

"Oh, I remember that most of the houses over there are single-family villas." Aunt Qiao sighed after hearing the house number, then said goodbye with a smile and continued pushing the cart forward with Zhang Yu and Xiao Guoqing.

It wasn’t far from Guangzi Pian to Xinyi District by bicycle, but it was not so easy to walk with a lot of luggage. It took them more than an hour to reach their destination.

Looking at Zhang Yu’s new home, Sun Ganchao was extremely surprised: “Bingkun, is this the house you bought?” His face was full of shock.

Xiao Guoqing had the same expression. He once thought that even if Zhang Yu bought a house, it would not exceed the scope of the Zhou family's.

"You've made a fortune, Bingkun!" Xiao Guoqing said jokingly, "I want to live in a beautiful house like this in my lifetime."

Hearing this, Zhang Yu smiled slightly: "What kind of fortune! For this house, I almost emptied out all my family savings, and my father and I also put in all our hard-earned wages over the years. I don't know how we will live after the New Year."

After hearing this, Xiao Guoqing and Sun Ganchao also thought it made sense. After all, Zhou Zhigang's salary was not low, and in recent years, his children's financial burden was reduced after they started working, so he did have some savings.

Zhang Yu didn't hide it on purpose, he was just afraid that telling them would create a gap between them and make them lose the feeling of being friends. After all, once class differences arise, it may be difficult to avoid them even if you try your best to bridge them.

He didn't want his friends to be embarrassed because of this, especially Xiao Guoqing and Sun Ganchao who might feel guilty about him: "You must come to the party on the third day of the Spring Festival this year. It happens to be a good time to celebrate my moving into a new house." He made the invitation.

"No problem!" Xiao Guoqing's eyes sparkled with excitement: "I have never eaten in such a comfortable house."

Sun Ganchao said jokingly, "How could there be none? Is the house of Ma Lao's family worse than that of Bingkun's?"

"How can they be the same? Mr. Ma is a big leader." Xiao Guoqing waved his arms and raised his voice.

Xiao Guoqing and Sun Ganchao had contact with Ma Shouchang and Qu Xiuzhen through Zhang Yu, and would visit them during the holidays.

Mr. and Mrs. Ma Shouchang have no other relatives in the city of Jilin, so their home is always deserted during the holidays. They are happy to see these young friends visiting and liven up the atmosphere.

After helping Zhang Yu move, it was already nightfall. Zheng Juan had already prepared dinner. Although it was not rich due to time constraints, it was not important to the two of them.

At the dining table, Xiao Guoqing made a request to Zhang Yu:

"Bingkun, are you going to spend the Spring Festival in your new house this year?"

"Yes." Zhang Yu vaguely guessed what Xiao Guoqing wanted to say.

"Then, if you are not living in the old house, can I borrow it temporarily for a few days and return it to you immediately after the New Year?" Xiao Guoqing said impatiently, with a bit of shyness and anticipation.

When Sun Ganchao, who was standing by, heard Xiao Guoqing's words, his eyes immediately brightened up.

Zhang Yu glanced at them and asked as if to confirm, "Do you want to borrow the house for the New Year?"

Xiao Guoqing said embarrassedly: "Yes, my sister and her family will come over this year. You know, my one-bedroom house can't accommodate everyone."

Zhang Yu understood Xiao Guoqing's difficulties. With the influx of people returning to the city, housing and employment issues became increasingly prominent, and it was quite common for large families to live in one house.

In fact, Xiao Guoqing is still lucky. The one who is really in difficulty is Sun Ganchao. His living space is about to run out - the old house has been given to his brother for his marriage.

However, Sun Ganchao was not like Xiao Guoqing, who was too embarrassed to ask Zhang Yu for help.

In fact, Xiao Guoqing was not willing to do it, but was forced to do so by his wife Wu Qian.

Last year, Aunt Qiao rented the house in Taiping Hutong where Zhang Yu's parents lived to celebrate the New Year. When Wu Qian found out about this, she kept encouraging Xiao Guoqing to find a way to stay there as well.

"I think Wu Qian asked you to ask this." As acquaintances, Zhang Yu and Xiao Guoqing spoke more directly.

"No, I have the final say in our family." Xiao Guoqing insisted with a red face.

"My father built that house himself. I have no right to lend it out."

After hearing what Zhang Yu said, Xiao Guoqing looked a little disappointed.

"But my mother-in-law and my uncle-in-law will move into the old house tomorrow. Then there will be a room vacant in the house that originally belonged to Old Zhang's father. I can lend it to you for a few days."

Upon hearing the good news, Xiao Guoqing immediately smiled: "Bingkun, can't you just speak properly?"

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "I want to make this clear so you don't have to think too much."

"Come on, let's drink." Xiao Guoqing raised his glass.

Then, Zhang Yu turned to Sun Ganchao beside him and made a suggestion: "Ganchao, your situation is similar to Guoqing's. Why don't you try to borrow the house of Lao Zhang's family? They have two rooms there."

Hearing this, Sun Ganchao was a little surprised: "Really?"

"Why are we brothers talking about this?" Zhang Yu said, picking up the wine glass.

"Feng Huacheng, can you be faster? You're so hesitant, just like a girl." Zhou Rong was spoiled at home since she was a child. After marrying Feng Huacheng in the mountainous area of ​​Guizhou, her temper did not change at all. Instead, she became more willful because of Feng Huacheng's meticulous care.

"Okay, okay, I'll speed up." Feng Huacheng smiled bitterly, picked up his bag, and followed Zhou Rong's pace.

The two walked to Guangzi Pian, and dusk had already begun to fall. "Huacheng, my home is in front." Zhou Rong pointed ahead with a smile on her face, "Listen to me, my home was built by my father, and it is unique in Guangzi Pian."

Feng Huacheng looked in the direction Zhou Rong pointed and saw a house, but it was a little dark and there seemed to be no lights on. "Why is there no light on in your house? Are your family members not at home?" he asked in confusion.

"Mom must be reluctant to turn on the lights in order to save money." Zhou Rong said nonchalantly and quickened her pace.

She called out loudly, "Mom, Bingkun, we're back!" Before she even got close to the door, she found it was dark all around and no one responded. "Huh?" Zhou Rong frowned and knocked hard on the door, but no one responded.

Looking at the situation, Feng Huacheng immediately understood and said, "Could they be out on business?"

Zhou Rong frowned, a little confused: "It's almost the New Year, where are they going? Maybe they went to visit Bingkun's mother-in-law?" She continued to knock on the door, but there was still no response. The neighbor next door heard the noise and hurried out of the house.