Chapter 382: You're So Humorous Too
Today, the walls of the old house are aging, the wall mortar is peeling, the roof is leaking in many places, the window lattices are rotten, the toilet pipes are covered with rust, the wires are aging, and all kinds of problems are like an old ship sailing through the ocean. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The method of the engineering team is very simple, dismantle what should be dismantled, install what should be installed, wipe what should be wiped, and replace what should be replaced.
The renovation was too large, so the street office funded (in fact, it was Song Baojun's private money) to provide temporary accommodation for the Song family of five in a nearby hotel, and all the furniture that could be moved was temporarily removed.
It is worth mentioning that under Li Shujing's concern, Han Ruoyi's enrollment problem was solved. At present, the little girl is studying at Mingyang No. 2 Primary School across the street, going to school during the day, and then returning to the hotel at night to live with her aunt and uncle. Song Jingtong had a heavy academic load in high school, lived in the school, and did not go home often, so naturally there was no need to say much.
It just so happened that Song Shixian was suspended and idle by Lige Company, and he didn't want to see Han Weiwu's stinky face, so he simply stayed at home to supervise the progress of the project.
The old man himself is a professional interior design senior draftsman, regardless of vision, aesthetics, experience or hands-on ability, he is one of the best cattle in Chazhou City.
The people of the engineering team were knowledgeable and interested, and they were extremely enthusiastic about Lao Song's suggestions, and they tried their best to meet any requirements.
Originally, everyone thought that this was nothing more than a handsome middle-aged layman who liked to point fingers and was a little verbose, and basically couldn't mention anything useful. As soon as the two sides began to cooperate, the designers of the engineering team were immediately amazed by Song Shixian's talent.
In fact, Song Baojun has already paid more than 3 million yuan for this.
The originally bare open space in front of the door is now surrounded by three walls, and a simple and solemn European-style large iron gate at the middle intersection is actually equipped with an automatic control system, which can monitor the entry and exit of vehicles and personnel in real time, and open and close.
The open space enclosed inside became the courtyard of the Song family, which was not particularly wide, but also about sixty or seventy square meters.
The people in the street office repeatedly assured that all the expenses would not cost a penny of the Song family, and all the requirements would be met as much as possible, so Song Shixian was no longer tied and let go of the design.
On the left side of the courtyard is a fully gated garage for easy future parking. Although the Song family only has two old bicycles, this does not prevent the old man from being full of hope for a better life in the future. Now that the conditions are sufficient, I will build the garage first, and when my son finishes college and the family has enough expenses, there will always be a car.
The interior of the courtyard was laid with turf, and only a small piece of dirt was reserved on the right side, which was enclosed with 40 centimeters of masonry. That's what the old man was going to use to plant trees.
When he was younger, he had long dreamed of having a yard with two or three camphor trees the size of a bucket. Then find a suitable branch in the two camphor trees, make a swing, and when you have a child, take the child to play together, it is really a family fun, and you can't help but think about it.
It's a pity that my sons are in college, and my daughters are in high school, so it's just a fantasy in my head.
Now that wish is coming true!
From the door of the courtyard to the front of the old house, pave a regular rectangular bluestone slab, about 1.6 meters wide, each stone slab is spaced 10 centimeters apart, and the shallow grass is exposed in the middle, which has a special interest.
The planned camphor tree will be lined with marble floors, and stone tables and benches will be added in the future. Whenever the summer night comes, the family can enjoy the cool chat, sip tea, enjoy snacks, and chat.
A little further on, there is a small pavilion, around which a ditch with a width of about 50 centimeters has been dug to form a miniature stream with living water.
As for the old house, it needs to be overhauled inside and out.
The old-fashioned wooden doors and windows have more or less begun to decay, and the glass is cracked and broken, and all of them are dismantled and replaced with new aluminum alloy doors and windows.
The entrance of the old house was widened, and the one-meter-two wall was removed without affecting the load-bearing, and a translucent glass curtain wall was installed to facilitate lighting.
The plaster on the first and second floors of the walls was scraped off, and expensive wooden floors and wall skirts were laid. The living room and kitchen are connected and separated by an elegant shelf.
The bathroom was completely renovated, opening up the utility room next door, relaying the sewers and wiring, and turning it into a large bathroom with a bathtub. The original bathroom was separated by an opaque glass wall and fitted with a toilet. Next to the entrance is a washbasin and a washing machine.
The front windows of Song Shixian and Wu Guifang's master bedroom were opened, and a terrace was built outside the courtyard to make the bedroom more spacious.
The walls and beams were substantially reinforced, and the exterior walls were coated with waterproofing and thermal insulation, and then painted.
The rooms of the three siblings Song Baojun, Song Jingtong, and Han Ruoyi, as well as the bathroom on the second floor, have all been greatly renovated, and the balcony guardrails have been removed and new railings have been installed.
The roof of the building was built with a half-story attic and a pointed roof. So far, the style of the old house has changed dramatically, from the original old Soviet-style tube building to an exotic European-style villa.
When Song Baojun was driven back by Ling Anqi, the image transformation project was carried out for a small time.
Under the supervision of Huang Dami, the engineering team worked day and night, working overtime 24 hours a day, and the progress of the project was rapid and changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Often in the morning a foundation has just begun to be dug, the fence has been erected in the afternoon, and by the evening the doorway has been installed and a courtyard is almost taking shape.
In order to reduce the resistance of neighbors to the day and night construction, the street office specially sent people to buy fruit to visit nearby households, and then found that all this was in vain - Song Shixian's popularity is ridiculously good, everyone heard that it was the Song family who engaged in decoration, they all raised their hands and feet in favor, and asked again and again if they wanted to help, if not, call my son over to move bricks for free.
A large truck and a crane are parked on the side of the road, and two camphor trees the size of bowls are placed on the truck bed, the roots of which are covered with fresh soil and wrapped in plastic film.
It was bought from a suburban gardening farm for 500 yuan, and the shipping cost was higher than the original price, and it was planned to be transplanted to a new garden.
Four workers, under the command of the old man, dug two mud pits about 80 centimeters deep. Outside the road on the other side, workers tied camphor trees to slings to clean up and persuade nearby idle people. The crane slowly hoisted the camphor tree into the courtyard, straightened the position in the pit, filled the soil and watered, and the work was completed.
The foreman even wanted to cut a ribbon to celebrate, but was dissuaded by Song Shixian.
"Xiao Jun, come and help me refer to the reference and see how these two trees are? Oh, Xiao Ling also come over to play." The old man saw his son and Big Mac girl get out of the car and greeted him. Because of the beating of the owner of the Golden Dragon Restaurant, the old man had a good impression of Ling Anqi.
Ling Anqi replied with a red face: "Uncle Song is good." ”
Song Baojun knew that the old man nominally called himself a reference, but in fact, it was enough to keep saying good words of praise.
"Dad, these two camphor trees and the decoration style of the courtyard really complement each other, play a role in complementing each other, the courtyard sets off the beauty of the camphor tree, and the camphor tree in turn sets off the beautiful scenery of the courtyard, wonderful, really wonderful, play the finishing touch. ”
The old man's face really looked much better, and he said, "You kid is not useless. ”
"Dad, this is all the result of my humble learning. ”
The old man dragged through the open space in the front yard and the renovated building in the middle, walked to the empty 800 square meters of wasteland behind, pointed in front of him, and said like a great leader scolding Fang Xuan: "With this piece of land for me to tidy up, this life is almost satisfied." ”
"Dad, what are your plans?"
"It's easy to say, but it's actually complicated. The old man turned into an ambitious General Patton, and pointed to the grassy ground opposite, saying, "Here I plan to fence off and make a pigpen to raise a few pigs, so that I can kill and cook for the New Year." ”
Seeing his son's uncertain face, he smiled and said, "I'm joking." ”
Song Baojun was covered in cold sweat and said, "Dad, it's rare that you are so humorous. ”
"Why don't you laugh when I'm so humorous?" the old man glared at him with a dark face, and continued: "Here I plan to open up a pond and make it into a rockery pavilion, but I am afraid that when the property rights are unknown, I will work in vain and waste time and energy. ”
"Dad, the workers and funds are ready-made, and we don't need to spend money on it, what are you afraid of. In case it is demolished in the future, there will be no loss to our family. ”
The old man's eyes lit up: "I feel much more comfortable when you say that." ”
"I was mainly inspired by my dad. ”
"You've been messing around with Du Yinlang lately, and you've been learning a lot. ”
The old man asked him to accompany him for a turn, walking around, and imagining the beautiful scene after the completion of the renovation of the 800-square-meter wasteland in the future. In the end, he changed his words and said: "Mei Junzhuo is my old comrade-in-arms, he treated me well on the front line of Laoshan back then, and he is a good man with affection and righteousness." ”
"Yes, yes. Song Baojun stubbornly agreed.
The old man said: "The girl of the Lao Mei family is not married in her thirties, and it is not very good. Since he came to me to say goodbye, whether it works out or not, you should always go and see me. ”
Song Baojun handed the old man a cigarette, lit one himself, and suddenly squatted down as if he had discovered a new continent, pointed to a small grass on the ground and said, "Dad, you see that this grass looks very novel, is it a new species? God, we have made a fortune!"
The old man stepped on the grass and said, "It's just a dog's tail, don't change the topic, did you listen to what I said just now?"
"Listened. Song Baojun said repeatedly: "I'm afraid that the corners of his girl's eyes are too high to look down on me, and I will disgrace your old man." ”
"It's just a blind date, what does it matter if you succeed or not? Could it be that you have a girlfriend before?" the old man's words showed no mercy at all.
Ling Anqi, who followed the two as a competent bodyguard, became more and more awe-inspiring when she heard this: it turned out that Mr.'s father was so strict.
After walking around, a worker was calling Song Gong, and the old man waved his hand: "Okay, let's play with you, don't disturb my design." Xing Chong rushed to the worker.