"That's right, people nowadays are tired and tired when they go to work, and when they come back from work, how can they have time to get along with their neighbors. ”

"But it's much better now, at least I have a good relationship with my neighbors and upstairs and downstairs. ”

"Don't say, I don't even know when I moved in. ”

"Upstairs, you're an otaku?"

"The kind of otaku who likes to contribute to the toilet paper industry in the motherland?"

"Nowadays, people are under a lot of pressure at work and in life, and more and more people are becoming at home, and as long as they are at home, they will not go out. ”

Zhang Yang just talked about this topic casually, over the years, he and the old man have traveled north and south, been to the village and to the city, and when he arrived in the village, he begged door to door, but when he went to the city, which beggar did he see going door to door, all of them stayed on the side of the road, and met someone who was destined.

He can be said to have witnessed this kind of distinct neighborhood relationship in many places, even in the village where the current neighborhood relationship is not as good as it used to be, let alone in the city.

chatting with the people in the live broadcast room, but it did not delay him to continue to move forward, and occasionally he could see a few ancient gatehouses and unformed gate piers, but when he entered the courtyard, he could not find a trace of the courtyard.

Walking not far away, you will come to the location of the head temple, the information indicates that this was once the 'head temple', but now in front of you is the bright and sparkling Shangxie Street Primary School.

"Three Temple Street, since the name is called, there must be three temples, but now the head temple is gone, it has long become this primary school, the three temples are gone, replaced by a red building, and there are only two temples left, let's go and see." ”

After briefly talking about the origin of Sanmiao Street, Zhang Yang walked straight to the former Guandi Temple, not to worship or anything like that, he just wanted to come and see these temples in the middle of the city with historical traces.

At No. 111, which is far away from the head temple, the two of them roughly found the location of the second temple, on the stone steps on the right side of the fork in the road, there is a dusty wooden old gatehouse, but when they entered the gatehouse, they inquired, although this is indeed the Guandi Temple, but now it has become a bit unrecognizable.

Seeing Zhang Yang and the two of them coming, when he first came over, Zhang Yang asked if this was the old man from the second temple, shook his head, sighed and said.

"There was a fire just a few days ago, this place has long been destroyed, I lived here when I was 3 years old, and now I am 92 years old, I can say that I have seen all the changes here, but now there should be no more, I will go to live with my son in two days, you guys will watch it here. ”

Leaving this sentence, this figure is a little rickety, and the white-haired old man left here tremblingly on crutches, leaving Zhang Yang and the people in the live broadcast room with a lonely back.

Zhang Yang seemed to see the tears flashing in the corners of the old man's eyes in front of him, and he didn't know if he was sad about the slow disappearance of this street, or because he was about to leave the alley where he had lived all his life.

The older generation is always very homesick, especially in the place where they have lived all their lives, and they will be reluctant to leave suddenly.

Zhang Yang took He Xiaoman into the courtyard, and looked inside, the side house on the right side of the courtyard had been burned beyond recognition, and only a piece of wooden window was still hanging under the black eaves.

The left side of the house is full of sundries, a rusty iron lock hangs on the small wooden door, and the main hall of the small temple has also been changed beyond recognition, and there are three families crowded inside.

If it weren't for the fact that he had read the information before he came, or even heard the old man confirm it just now, no one would have thought that this was actually a Guandi Temple that had gone through vicissitudes.

The information only said that two of the three temples had been destroyed, but now that I look at it, the only remaining temple is gone, and Zhang Yang is a little disappointed and emotional.

The society is progressing, the city is developing, the new is coming, there will always be some old ones to be eliminated, history is not always like this, the old is eliminated, and the new rises.

Originally, I heard Zhang Yang's introduction, this is a very old alley, and the people in the live broadcast room are still very curious, but now the 'old' is seen, but this 'old' is about to pass away and has been completely replaced by 'broken'.

The second temple is destroyed, then you can only go to other places, although disappointed, but the other buildings should still be there, Zhang Yang thought in his heart, with the hundreds of thousands of tourists behind the network cable, ready to go to the south side of the road in the middle of Shangxie Street, to see the former residence of the Qing Dynasty poet Gong Zizhen and the Dongguan Hall.

As a result, in Gong Zizhen's former residence, the door of the house was gone, and the back garden was also crowded with simple houses, and the original neat and beautiful courtyard pattern had been completely broken at this time.

Standing in the courtyard, looking at the only remaining dilapidated west wing and two north rooms, he shook his head, it was another building buried in the long river of history by the development of society.

But what can I do about this, I originally came with confidence, but the disappointment came one after another.

"Let's go and see the Dongguan Guild Hall, if it's gone, we should really change places, it seems that today is not suitable for looking at these ancient buildings." ”

Zhang Yang said a little self-deprecatingly, not laughing at himself, not laughing at the people who made this place disappear, he didn't know what he was laughing at.

There are few barrages in the live broadcast room at this time, and some people who understand it have the same idea as Zhang Yang.

"Let's take a look first, Brother Yang, if it's gone, let's stop looking at it. ”

"Why don't you protect this kind of place?"

"Come on, unless it's those cultural relics or buildings that are worth protecting, this kind of old alley can only make people look fresh and feel the history, and if it is to be protected, there is no justifiable reason. ”

"Actually, to be honest, it's also a lot of inconvenience for people to live here, so it's good to leave. ”

"Brother Yang, if it doesn't work, let's change places. ”

Zhang Yang nodded, took He Xiaoman's hand, and came to the Dongguan Hall not far from Gong Zizhen's former residence.

The front of the guild hall is relatively open, but although this guild hall is still there, the shadow walls on both sides are cleared and visible, but the handwriting on the wide gate beam has been blurred, and the heavy gate is open, without thresholds and climbing stones.

I entered the courtyard with excitement and apprehension, but after entering, the stone tablet engraved by Zhu Ruzhen, the last star of the imperial examination, had disappeared, and the only mountain-style building in the courtyard had been surrounded by small houses.

The surroundings of the precincts are even more difficult to see, and the small houses of different sizes are tightly stacked in all corners of the precincts, and the random miscellaneous items make the path even more difficult, and there are no cultural relics left in the places where the literati used to meet.

This was the private garden of a general in the Yongzheng period of Kangxi, with a history of 300 years, donated by Chen Botao in 1918, and was built as the Dongguan Hall in Beijing.

From the 20s to the 40s of the last century, there was a plaque with the theme of Kang in the Dongguan cultural celebrity gathering hall in the hall, and it was also the hall where Rong Geng took refuge and studied.

Forget it, let's go, if you want to know the specific information here, you can check it on the Internet, I decided to change my mood and take you to a fun place. ”