(First of all, thanks to my fellow reader of The Great Detective for reminding me: Metro Line 60 runs from Hengshan Park to Xiangyang Park, so the former kindergarten site should be closer to Hengshan Park. Correction completed.)
Although this old house looks old, the location is really good.
It is located between Hengshan Park and Xiangyang Park, at the intersection of Hengshan Road and Wuxing Road.
This place was formerly called the French Concession.
There are several consulates scattered in the east and northeast, which would be a first-class prosperous area in later generations.
Before liberation, this type of old house had a specific synonym - mansion.
After decades of ups and downs, the mansion, which has not been maintained, has become a dangerous building.
Zhang Hongcheng was walking around in the old house.
The red painted wooden floor not only had a lot of paint peeling off but also had many cracks, so the kindergarten teachers had to fill them with various small wooden blocks.
The wooden floor was very clean, and it was obvious that the teachers had cleaned it carefully before moving out.
Just a few days after they moved out, some green mold appeared under the leaking roof.
Zhang Hongcheng walked in the corridor in fear.
As his footsteps landed, the wooden boards made a terrible hissing sound, and it seemed as if the whole house was shaking and whining.
The empty sound echoed far away in the dark corridor.
The old house was spotless, literally.
The dean and teachers took away everything: furniture, children's beds, benches, books, toys, even broken wood from the utility room and potted plants from the patio.
A few glaring earth pits told Zhang Hongcheng that there might have been a few small trees planted here before...
To use the words from Zhang Hongcheng's hometown to describe it - cleaner than a bone licked by a dog.
Zhang Hongcheng never thought about moving in because the kindergarten teachers said that there had been several incidents of roof beams tilting here.
Although he liked this place very much, he did not dare to joke with his own life and Chu Miaohong's life.
Compared to dilapidated and outdated old buildings, people of this era prefer to build buildings with a new atmosphere, so this old mansion will be demolished in two months.
Because as long as construction starts underground, the old houses on the ground will definitely collapse.
According to Fatty, this place will be converted into a public garden after being demolished, and later became a high-end commercial street.
The rent is appalling.
Holding a piece of paper that the fat man had just "sent" to him, Zhang Hongcheng followed the instructions on the paper and went straight to a baby nursery.
Decades ago, this was the study of a great man.
When it was being converted into a garden, workers discovered a number of "unknown" hidden objects hidden under the cracks in the floor.
From what the fat man found out, in addition to the yellow and white items that were handed over, there were also many paper products that were used by the workers on the construction site to start fires for cooking.
Someone even found a fake lotus root, which was eventually broken into pieces and used to fill the road.
An elderly person recalled those years, saying that when he was still a kid, he saw with his own eyes several people from the Shanghai Museum kneeling and crying on the construction site for two days.
A bottle that a child picked up to use as a urinal was exchanged for three pounds of food coupons by the museum staff. Now it is in Hall X of the museum. Every time he looks at that dazzling thing, he wants to laugh, but then cries when he gets home.
The difference between three kilograms of food coupons and a house in Shanghai!
The September sunshine shines into the patio in the middle of the old house, making it particularly bright.
Chu Miaohong stood in the patio, closed her eyes and felt the vicissitudes of history and the tranquility of time mentioned by Zhang Hongcheng.
Unfortunately, she was reborn in 1988, which was not the era when Han culture was invading the world.
Apart from the extraordinary peace of mind, she did not feel the same longing for the old times as Zhang Hongcheng did.
In her heart, China is still lagging behind and needs to catch up.
So she didn't feel that there was anything worth remembering about the old times in such a country.
The strange sense of national pride that her boyfriend possessed made her both confused and envious.
Chu Miaohong heard Zhang Hongcheng's footsteps spreading in a certain direction, and her curiosity finally grew.
Could it be true, as this guy guessed, that there are good things hidden in this old house?
As the old saying goes: Working together as a man and a woman is not tiring.
The ancients did not deceive me.
Zhang Hongcheng, who was working hard to dismantle the floor, was the first to tell his partner about his strange discovery: kissing while working can actually replenish blood.
"Do you believe it?"
Chu Miaohong sat beside the gap in the floor, smiling like a willow in spring.
It doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not. What matters is that both of them want to give it a try.
Zhang Hongcheng, who was standing in the pit, raised his head and pecked Chu Miaohong, who was sitting at the gap in the floor, lightly.
The afternoon sun penetrated the gaps in the roof and window frames, falling onto the wooden boards in the room, giving the entire room a touch of time.
Zhang Hongcheng felt that if he and Chu Miaohong were photographed at this moment, it would definitely be quite romantic.
When the first box was moved out, Chu Miaohong cheered like a ten-year-old child seeing his favorite toy.
She is not greedy for money, but everyone likes the joy of treasure hunting and opening treasure chests.
Six boxes of varying sizes were dragged through the gap.
The box has an antique feel and seems to be made of some kind of precious wood.
The lock was just a decoration, and Zhang Hongcheng knocked it off with half a brick.
The first box was the heaviest, and it was full of outdated currency - Yuan Datou.
The second box was wrapped in several thick layers of oil paper and contained six pieces of porcelain and two pieces of pottery.
Zhang Hongcheng and Chu Miaohong both paused for a moment when they saw the pottery statue of a horse with its head raised and neighing.
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