The garden of the Hong family is very large, with stone rockeries, ruined flower beds, and half-collapsed pavilions.

But more often than not, there are walnut trees, persimmon trees, pomegranate trees, quince trees, and wolfberry trees distributed next to a zigzag road.

These flowers, fruits and trees are all good seeds, which have been planted by the Hong family for generations.

A hundred years have passed, and in a hurry, no one seems to have paid attention to their growth. But generations of the Hong family have benefited a lot from these fruit trees.

Because every year, just with these outputs in his own yard, the money he sells to the "fruit bureau" in exchange for it is enough to pay for a family's vegetables for a year.

This incident can also fully reflect the pragmatic life attitude and value orientation of the Hong family.

This is completely different from the famous courtyards of many bureaucratic families, such as the "That Garden" in Goldfish Hutong and the "Zengjia Garden" in Qinlao Hutong, which blindly pursue luxurious tastes.

Of course, this kind of tangible benefit, when the street factory occupies it, also allows more people to share.

Because although the garden of the Hong family is barren, there are not many residual fruits and kernels on the ground except for the dense barren grass. From this, it can be deduced that these fruits are plucked every year.

Here, Hong Lucheng also deliberately pointed out a tall and big persimmon tree next to the roof beam to Chen Liquan. and told him that this was the tree where his father, Chen Deyuan, had mischievously picked persimmons when he was a child. And this winter, he will be able to taste the output of this old tree.

As soon as he said this, Chen Liquan's eyes were also red. I don't realize that life is constantly going around in circles.

Because you can't tell when something will draw a complete circle.

Hong Lucheng and Wang Yunlin did not take everyone deep in the garden, but walked hand in hand along the Yonglu to a courtyard gate.

Just as everyone looked at each other in confusion, they told everyone that this was their former residence - "Flower Hall Courtyard".

It's a pity that the gate of the courtyard is only wrapped around the big iron chain, and the padlock is even rusted to death. At first glance, I don't know how many years no one has been here.

In this case, it is difficult to open the lock even if you have a key.

The only way to get in is to find an axe to split the courtyard door, or to split the doorknob and take off the chain.

Hong Lucheng and Wang Yunlin both knew that this move was very difficult, and when they checked the iron chain, they showed a very regretful look, feeling that the place they wanted to see the most today might not be able to see it.

But where did they think that this matter would be difficult for others, and even Hong Yanwu might be helpless. But for Chen Liquan, it's a trivial matter.

I saw Izumi step forward and twist slightly......

Hey, with a "bang", the chain will be bald!

Hong Lucheng, Wang Yunlin and Hong Yanzheng didn't know why, they thought that the iron chain was so rusty that it broke when they pulled it.

This time the coke was broken! I couldn't help but say "good luck" and happily entered the courtyard gate.

Only Hong Yanwu understood what was going on, so he deliberately patted Chen Liquan on the shoulder behind him and gave him a thumbs up.

This move also won a sincere smile from Quanzi.

Then, without hesitation, the two brothers also walked in.

Entering the courtyard gate, there is a small patio, and a large area of rocks, flowers and trees is arranged in the corner of the front wall.

Although those Taihu Lake stones are not rugged and strange, they are also exquisite. There are three tall pinnacles, of different sizes, and they are scattered.

And what is unique is that on the stone face more than a foot high, there is soil in the recess, and from it grows a mountain peach tree, the main trunk is oblique, and it is enough to have the thickness of the mouth of the bowl.

Right now, it is in the flowering period, and it has already bloomed with white flowers, so gorgeous.

Just looking at this scene, I already feel that this place is good. This scene is a must-take for photos in any park.

Then I turned to the right hand and went around four green lacquered wood shadow walls with the words "Four Seasons of Peace", and then I saw the whole picture of this house.

This is neither a middle-of-the-middle courtyard house, nor a small bungalow. The small courtyard is quite high, and the north side faces south.

In the middle of the courtyard is a row of five ridged main houses on the north side, and several side buildings on the east side. To the west, a stone table and two stone piers stand against the wall.

Behind the stone table, there are also some half-height stones and a lilac tree.

In addition, through the moonlit door on the west wall, you can see a small attic in the door, which is connected to the north corner of the main house by stone steps and verandah.

The verandah was still wrapped with wisteria, all the way up to the attic.

As for the innermost part of the inner courtyard, more than a dozen "Xifu Begonias" are also planted.

The flowers and leaves of this thing are blooming together, and the flowering period is approaching. As you can imagine, it will be a place of flowers in April. It really lives up to the name of "Flower Hall Courtyard".

However, although these scenery is beautiful, it is still not as good as the brick carvings on the west wall.

It is all hollow and finely carved patterns, and the workmanship is extremely delicate and meticulous. The large pattern pieced together in the blank space turned out to be a whole set of "Hundred Children Playing".

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is ingenious, this kind of exquisite wall carving, as far as Hong Yanwu is concerned, is really only seen in his life.

To tell the truth, the vicissitudes of time, in the old site where Hong Yanwu's parents lived, it was also inevitable that the grass would be overgrown, and the birds and snakes would be frightened, but I had to say it. This little courtyard here is really good.

Because the design of the courtyard here is not only culturally inspired, but also inadvertent, revealing a very serious feeling. It perfectly embodies the "cloister quadrangle hides loneliness." The parrot to the red rose" is exquisitely elegant.

Moreover, the door of the house is crooked, and the loss of roof tiles is not as serious as that of the East Crossing Courtyard, and most of the houses are intact except for the wooden attic.

This can't help but make Hong Lucheng and his wife, even with Hong Yanzheng, who also lived here, overjoyed.

Hong Yanwu knows how to be funny, and then said as if he had honey in his mouth.

"Dad, I originally looked at the small western-style building just now, I really think what you said is reasonable, my grandfather is partial to the third uncle. But now I find out that you are in the midst of blessings and do not know the blessings, and grandpa still loves you the most. Don't look at your small yard, it's really a hat. Not only should there be flowers and flowers, trees and trees, houses and houses, and buildings and buildings. With this carved brick wall, there is no one in the Summer Palace. If you look at the house again, the quality of this comparison can be compared, it is all empty and in disrepair, but my uncle's yard is almost half collapsed, and you are basically fine here. What else do you have to say?"

Hong Lucheng was unconsciously amused, and said with disgust.

"Hey, you kid, you're going to make things up. What do you know? Your uncle left the capital in 1937 and never came back. Can his house not be old? After 1945, your mother and I went back to live in the capital. The yard was re-cleaned in 1955. How can this be compared?"

Then he looked at Wang Yunlin and said deliberately.

"Also, you have to boast about the extraordinary scenery in the courtyard. Actually, I'm stained with your mother's light. There were no tiled walls and attics. It's all purpose-built to marry your mother. With a character like your mother, our Hong family naturally spares no expense. ”

For her husband to make such a joke in front of the children, Wang Yunlin felt both sweet and a little embarrassed. blushed a little, and hurriedly interrupted the conversation.

"Alright, don't boast about the outside. Let's go inside and have a look, I've been dreaming of this place for so many years......"

In this way, Hong Yanzheng also agreed.

"Yes, yes, Dad, Mom, let's go inside and have a look. I remember that before I moved, there were still a lot of things left in our "Flower Hall Yard", and it means that this courtyard has been locked. I don't know if it's still there......"

Well, hearing this, even Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan were interested, and several people arrived at the door of the main house almost at the same time.

But no one expected that the room was full of piles, and from the dirty glass outside the window, every room was dark.

I guess it's like the East Cross Courtyard inside, and it's been stored in a lot of tatters by the street.

At this moment, everyone's hearts suddenly cooled down again.

But when Chen Liquan helped break the chain lock just now and really opened the door, the Hong family's heart caught fire again. Again from quenching to quenching.

Because no one expected that the five rooms were all large pieces of furniture from the Hong family's old days.

These old things have been destroyed countless times in the past ten years, and they are rare in the current capital. And here, in this old abandoned garden of the Hong family, it miraculously exists.

Eight Immortal Tables, Tables, Offering Tables, Hanging Screens, Folding Screens, Partition Doors, Luohan Beds, Pulling Beds, Wardroves, Wardboxes, Festival Boxes, Watermelon Jars, Winter Melon Jars, Porcelain Stools, Dressers, Copper Incense Burners, Gilded Buddhas, Green Jade Guanyin, Floor-to-ceiling Large Porcelain Vases......

It's everything, it's all big, bulky stuff. And at first glance, no one has touched it for a long time, and it is dusty that it is difficult to find a trace of bright color.

"Ouch" Hong Lucheng patted his head and finally remembered.

Dare to love not only the things in their own yard, but also the things in the other yards of the Hong family.

This is all the furniture that the couple left the old house because there was no place to put it and could not take it away, but they were reluctant to donate or sell it. I just made a book and left it in the old house.

Thinking that these old objects are not bad, and there are records recognized by both parties, when the house comes back, the things are still theirs, and there is no need to toss and toss.

Later, with the attack of the "movement", the whole country began to "break the four olds", and of course I no longer cared about it.

I never thought that today, these things would be seen again in their house.

I think it should be the time when the "four olds" were unified here. Maybe it was the kindness of the street leaders at that time, or maybe after a long time, the people on the street forgot about it, and they didn't deal with it in the future.

This is God's eyes!

Hong Lucheng and Wang Yunlin's joy is their attachment to these old objects. The two of them looked at this and touched that, and the old days seemed to be close at hand.

As for Hong Yanzheng and Chen Liquan's surprise, it was mainly aimed at the number and volume of these artifacts. The two of them agreed, and they both went to the east side of the building to see.

After the rattle of the iron chain, it was the boss's voice again. "Dad, Mom! Hey, hey! The three rooms I live in are also full! There are a lot of things!"

Just this sound made Hong Yanwu almost unhappy.

He is different from anyone else, and these things are money in his eyes.

Especially in the first few days, when the Shou family returned the furniture, he still looked itching. At that time, I felt that my family was too unlucky, and my family was "defeated" by the old man. Except for my mother and a treasure left by my ancestors, everything else is gone.

Who knows that the bun has meat and is no longer folded. Their Hong family is a skinny camel bigger than a horse, and they have hidden so many treasures in this courtyard. That's eight rooms!

Thinking of this, he couldn't hold back any longer, and ran to a large painting table that he had been eyeing for a long time.

The length of the painting table was three or four meters, and he couldn't wait to wipe the ash in front of his eyes with his sleeve, only to see that the desktop was extremely flat, the color was warm, the graphics were like flowing water, and there were "grimaces", no matter how you look at it, it looks like Huanghuali.

So he asked his father. "Dad, is this big painting table Hainan Huanghuali? Where did we get it?"

But he didn't want Hong Lucheng's answer to be far beyond his best idea.

"You kid kind of good things. But this is not called a painting table, it is called a painting case. It's been in our house for at least a hundred years. This was used by Yan Song, the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty, and your great-grandfather used a sixteen-room two-entry courtyard in exchange for it. As for this kind of wood, it is indeed produced in Hainan, but the official name is 'Hua Pato', which can also be called 'Hua Li', and the price is higher than 'Rosewood'. What do you say 'Hainan Huanghuali', it's the first time I've heard of it, don't scream nonsense, make people laugh......"

(Note: The title of "Huanghuali" appeared late, and the ancient books in China recorded it as "palmetto", "palmetto", "rosewood", and later there were substitutes, and the word "Huanghuali" was created)

"Oh, my father, what do I call it, just because Yan Song has used it, it is a priceless treasure!"

But as the saying goes, happiness begets sadness, just when Hong Yanwu couldn't put it down and hugged the big case Zhengmei, there was a loud "bang" in the east room, and then there was a "bang".

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