Waiting for Ou Mengmeng and them to return to Beijing, the design of Ningrong Street has already been taken out, and the re-made sand table is put in Rongqing Hall for the old lady to see.

For example, this time the school is the concept of a university hall, there is no restriction of the courtyard wall, they made Ningrong Street and the periphery into a big horse racing circle.

In addition to the Rong Mansion, the Ning Mansion, and the territory that is ready to be given to Jia Zheng, the other places are schools without courtyard walls. Make the best use of the original premises, not by addition, but by subtraction.

Demolition of some places to make gardens, archery ranges, grass for activities...... And these places are also the passages that connect the places. The places are not divided according to grades, but according to functions, piano houses, chess houses, book stacks, canteens...... Students follow the class schedule and walk from place to place every day, never in just one place. Looking for the kung fu in the classroom, their daily exercise index in addition to practicing martial arts also reached the standard.

"Kind of interesting, whose idea?" Ou Mengmeng thinks this is a bit like the university design of later generations. Classes are not in the same place, and there are no grade restrictions, so everyone has a certain degree of autonomy over their own courses. Including those who want to visit, those who want to come to skip classes, it is more convenient. Of course, Ningrong Street is even more atmospheric. There are no walls, but there are walls in the heart.

"Qin Zhong's, over the years, he has focused on this, and his grandson feels too good when he looks at it." Jia Jue said hurriedly.

"The main thing is to save money, but in this way, the place is bigger, and there are more people, like before, there were only Ban'er and Jiaoda, and the manpower seems to be insufficient." Jia Yu is most satisfied that there is no need to tear down and rebuild, and several gardens are used to connect everything, and the original house can be slightly modified. The cost of renovation is saved, but when the place is large, it is necessary to prepare manpower, and the cost will go up. Originally, five more free students were charged, which made Jia Yu feel that he was losing money, and he couldn't say that the price would increase immediately, but now he really spent a lot of money in vain.

"Don't add new people, let students do duty. There are 125 people in six classes, is it difficult to clean the places they have used every day? In public places, the contractor is contracted in shifts, and the sign is hung up, and the responsibility is assigned to the person. Who's where who's in charge. Round per month! The old lady didn't have to think much about this, and said immediately.

"Uh-huh, that's good!" Jia Yu was happy, as long as he didn't spend extra money, everything would be easy.

"Do you have any charters for this place?" Ou Mengmeng looked at the place that the sand table was preparing for Jia Zheng.

"What do you mean?" Jia Yu was stunned, a little bit didn't understand what the old lady meant. I said it a long time ago, this is for Jia Zheng, what are you talking about now?

"Since the concept of Great Ning Rong has been made, that is to say, in the future, the mansion of Ning Rong's second mansion will not be left except for the eldest son and grandson. When they reach the age of separation, they all have to leave Ningrong Street. So why did the second master stay? Even if I see that I am old and reluctant to have children and grandchildren, then the second master's house is his own or Rongfu's? She looked up at Jia Yu.

Ou Mengmeng heard Jia Yu say that she would prepare a mansion for Jia Zheng before, and she also agreed, her children bought a house in the same building, just thinking that the three brothers and sisters should take care of each other. But looking at this sand table now, she suddenly realized that in the world of the Red Mansion, this is not possible.

In this generation, Jia pardon Jia Zheng is a brother, but in a few generations, the blood relationship will be farther and farther away, and there will be more and more thoughts, think about Jia Zhen in the book, the current Jia Rong, while relying on the Rong Mansion, he still wants to take back the initiative in his heart. It's human nature!

"The mother said very well, the son is preparing the house outside." Jia Zheng was right when he heard it, what did he mean if he stayed? It's not embarrassing.

"This is what I bought, I'm going to give it to my brother, who can say anything?" Jia Yu hurriedly said, also a little unhappy, he said that he would give Jia Zheng, Jia Lian, and Jia Rong also agreed, why not spend their own money.

"I'm glad you think so. However, how old are you and Zheng'er? This will eventually be passed on to future generations. Besides, in the future, they will all be left by the eldest son and grandchildren, and they will be passed down from generation to generation, and on Ningrong Street, there is one more house I don't know which generation of second rooms lives here, will it be a thorn in the heart of the family members of Ning Rong's second mansion in the future? Ou Mengmeng patted her eldest son.

"I'm alive, Zheng'er lives in the east, I'm dead, you split up, Zheng'er moves out of Ningrong Street, this doesn't need to be discussed anymore. This house is made into a small courtyard for gentlemen to live in. ”

Ou Mengmeng shook her head, not suffering from poverty, suffering from inequality. This is best only for her, the eldest elder.

Jia Rong is also here, before, he was also a little uncomfortable in his heart, let Jia Zheng occupy one, and in the future, Ningrong Street, Ningrong Street, and Rongfu will occupy two, and Ningfu will only have one, so he will be pressed down. It's just that now he is a great-grandchild, and no one listens to what he says, so he can only endure it. Now that the old lady said it, I breathed a long sigh of relief in my heart. Sure enough, the old lady was sober.

Jia Yu is not stupid, listening to what the old lady said, he understands that he and Jia Zheng have started and finished well, Jia Lian and Jia Zheng may be able to be harmonious, and when it comes to Jia Ruo's generation, who knows what it can do? Thinking about Jia Zhen, Jia Rong, what else did she not understand, she sighed softly.

Jia Zheng hurriedly patted his eldest brother, he absolutely believed in the sincerity of his eldest brother, but he felt that if he came out, it would be better for his children and grandchildren. We can be the masters of our own affairs, why should we be suffocated on Ningrong Street?

But thinking about the fact that the place is going to be lived by gentlemen, there are many problems in the middle, not because they are reluctant, but because they have driven all the clansmen away, just for the sake of Da Ning Rong Street and for the University Hall. So what is the gentleman living in? looked at the old lady hesitantly, "Then ...... for the gentlemen."

"That's, that's it, my brother can't live, but my husband can? Do you have to come back? Jia Yu said busily.

"We are provided dormitories, which are temporary accommodations. If you teach here, then we can provide cheap housing, but not for free. If you don't want to live, you can't live there. The house has a dormitory manager, that is, our own people are responsible for the usual collection, so we don't have to damage the house. It also prevents people from thinking that the house is for them. Ou Mengmeng nodded, Jia Yu was a little person, she really appreciated it.

"Grandmother, grandson wants to raise the issue of free birth. If you can provide accommodation for your husband, can you set up a student inn? Like the gentleman's, someone cleaned up, and it was better to have a dinner. Can the cost be made by Suncheonfu? Jia Hui hurriedly stepped forward, since he was talking about the school and the dormitory of Mr., he was busy raising the question of free students.

I don't like the main thing on duty is that they call to report that they are not punctual, from eleven o'clock to two o'clock, they are random. If I call them, they will think that I am checking their posts. So I couldn't go to work like I usually do, at half past twelve, I made my bed, and I could sleep peacefully until one fifty-five. That's why in my book, rules are important, and that's it, I hate not having rules.