Chapter 566 Moving

The winter sun had just risen from the horizon when a black Audi car drove from the south and gradually approached the south entrance of Lujia Village. After a distance, Song Na who was driving saw all kinds of things on the old market street of Lujia Village. Trucks and tricycles come in and out, and it is not usually busy.

Today, December 2, 2001, the eighteenth day of the lunar calendar, it is advisable to move out.

Song Na came here early in the morning to help Lu Dong move.

It may be that the day is suitable. There are a lot of people in Lujia Village who chose to move to a new house today. Seeing the traffic on the narrow road in the old village, Song Na didn't drive into the village. She came to the entrance of the village and turned west. There is a large vacant parking space reserved by Daji in Lujia Village in Lujia Village. After stopping the car, walk into the village.

As soon as he left the empty arena, someone greeted him: "Xiao Song is here."

Song Na responded familiarly: "Grandpa Zhenjia started moving so early?"

Lu Zhenjia stopped the tricycle he was pedaling, and said with a smile: "The house has been finished a long time ago, it's getting colder in the sky, and there is central heating over there, so move in and enjoy it sooner."

Song Na visited the new village, and knew that Lujia Village built its own boiler room, and the new village is centrally heated, so she said, "It is comfortable to live with central heating."

Lu Zhenjia grinned happily from ear to ear, and pointed to the north: "When I came over, I saw Dongzi packing up, so hurry over."

"Okay." Song Na entered the village.

Because she comes here often, Lu Dong is unusual in Lujia Village. There are a lot of people who know Song Na. In addition, there are so many people on the road today. Song Na keeps calling people. I want to say a few words.

This girl has already practiced in the world for a few years. Some people may speak bitterly in private, but no one thinks that she is not compatible with Lu Dong.

In the eyes of many Lu family villagers, this is Lu Dong's daughter-in-law.

Turning to the old street, the old street where two cars could drive in both directions suddenly became very crowded, and many cars with buckets were parked in front of the house.

Fortunately, it hasn't rained or snowed recently. Except for the drainage ditch in the middle of the road, the old street is not muddy.

Rural relocation is all about looking at the days first, and there are only a few people living in the vicinity of Lujia Village, so the days of moving are inevitably concentrated.

When she came to Lu Dong's house, Song Na could hear the sound of packing up things inside, so she hurried in.

Hu Chunlan was moving a big box out of the house, Song Na quickly put down the bag and went to help.

The two carried the box and placed it on the side of the door aisle.

Hu Chunlan glanced at Song Na who was wearing sportswear, and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Song Na hurriedly said: "I've eaten, I'll come over after eating." She looked at the big box: "Auntie, where is Lu Dong? Ask him to do the work of moving things."

Hu Chunlan smiled: "I moved to make room for him, and he picked up things in the house with a ladder."

When the two families came here, they didn't talk about some things on the surface. In fact, they had already settled down in their hearts, and they were not so polite. Song Na said directly: "Auntie, you can just rest, and I will work with Lu Dong."

"Help Dongzi down the ladder in your room and pick up things."

The date I looked at is today, but today is mainly for moving in. Things have been packing up for the past few days. Hu Chunlan said: "I will go to your Seventh Uncle to have a look. He started early, and it is estimated that it is almost finished. I put the tow Come on a motorcycle."

When Song Na entered the main room, she saw Lu Dong stepping on a wooden ladder, picking up calligraphy and paintings on the wall, with a few packed boxes piled up on the ground in the middle, and asked, "What can I do?"

Lu Dong signaled with his eyes: "Move these to the aisle of the gate."

Song Na has been exercising for a long time, and she has the strength to pick up the two boxes and leave, and she has moved all the things out after a few rounds.

Back in the main room, I saw Lu Dong was still picking up the writing, carefully picking up the thumbtack with a broken saw blade, for fear of damaging the writing.

Taking out the last two thumbtacks, Lu Dong took down the calligraphy and painting and handed them to Song Na: "Put it on the square table first, it's a bit old, don't use too much force."

Song Na knew that these were the words left by Grandpa Lu Dong, so she carefully placed them on the table of the Eight Immortals.

"When I hung it to save trouble, I just messed around with the frame, without even a shaft." Lu Dong moved the ladder to change places: "This picture has not been moved since it was pressed with thumbtacks."

Song Na said: "It seems that it can be re-framed."

Lu Dong continued to climb the ladder: "Second Grandpa is proficient in this, I will go to Second Grandpa to get it some other day."

The next picture is hung on a nail with a shaft, just take it down.

Lu Dong took it off and held it in his hand to read.

Song Na remembered that Lu Dong mentioned it, and said, "Is this the word you made your first pot of gold?"

Lu Dong couldn't help laughing: "Yes, back then, I was also deceived..."

At that time, for thousands of dollars, I really tried my best.

"It was difficult in the past few years. How can ordinary people have a good life." Song Na stepped forward and took a look. She didn't know how to appreciate characters, but the words were good words: "I think back then, gold and iron horses swallowed thousands of miles like tigers." ..."

Lu Dong got off the ladder, came to the square table, rolled up the words on it lightly, and said, "In the past two years, it's generally much better."

A stable and prosperous life is hard-won now. Although there are flaws in the development process, the general direction is positive and the environment is stable.

Think back to the 1990s, when productivity was low and disasters occurred frequently, the whole country kept a low profile, clearing away obstacles and laying a solid foundation for the prosperity of the country.

A few calligraphy and paintings were rolled up, stretched with rubber bands, and put into a large handbag.

Lu Dong went to collect the two large celadon vases on the case. Although they are antiques, they were bought by his grandfather back then, so it is impossible to give up.

Song Na hurried to Lu Dong's room and found two thick rags.

Different from the previous visit, the big cabinet in Lu Dong’s room was wide open, all the clothes inside were empty, and only a few long wooden planks were left on the bed, revealing the two broken benches under it, probably it’s been too long , there are places where the wood has a tendency to chip.

Maybe I was too hasty to pack things up. The poster of brother Zhuzi on the head of the bed accidentally tore a corner, half drooping.

"Black egg!"

Lu Dong's shout came from the main room, Song Na hurried over with a rag, and together with Lu Dong wrapped up two celadon vases and put them away.

Lu Dong took the tape to seal it, and tore off the tape casually: "This is also left by my grandfather."

Song Na smiled: "At first glance, it really looks like an antique."

Lu Dong also laughed, this batch of antique porcelain was obtained by Cheng Lifeng's younger brother, who was attacked for speculation and left his hometown in the end.

By the way, Uncle Qi said last time that he seemed to have seen that person on Qushuiting Street in Quannan.

Maybe back again?

Song Na asked, "How do you get the Eight Immortals table and furniture?"

Lu Dong glanced at the purple-black table and big chairs, and said: "The things are all handed down from my grandfather, and I don't know which generation bought them. They can't be sold to junk collectors. Next year, they will all be repaired uniformly here. You can’t stay here even if you’re remodeling, just pull it back and find a place to put it away.”

Song Na walked over, sat on the big chair, touched the tabletop of the Eight Immortals Table, and asked, "It can't be red sandalwood, can it?"

"No." Lu Dong shook his head: "I found someone to look at it, but it wasn't red sandalwood, and that person couldn't tell what kind of wood it was made of."

He pointed to a purple-black ruler above the desk: "It's the same material as this one. The wood has a very high specific gravity. It sinks to the bottom when thrown into the water. Some say it has a jujube core."

Song Na picked up the ruler, pressed her hand heavily, and said, "If it's passed down from the older generation, then keep it."

Hu Chunlan came in from the outside, looked at the wall, and asked Lu Dong to take down everything except the Eight Immortals table.

"Dongzi, I've come to ride the car, and it's parked at the door." Hu Chunlan looked at the photo frame: "You take it there first."

Song Na answered, "I'll go too."

The two carried their things and went out, putting the boxes in the yard and the gate aisle one after another on a trailer hanging from a motorcycle. Even if all the furniture and appliances were replaced with new ones, there were still a lot of things to be moved, and it was impossible to move them all in one trip. I can't pull it.

A broken home is worth tens of thousands of dollars. Only when you move, can you find out how scary the wealth you have accumulated over the years is.

Even if you throw away and sell the junk, the last thing you have to move is still like a hill.

Boxes and bags were piled high in the car, Lu Dong looked for ropes to tie them tightly, kicked them on fire, let Song Na sit in the back, and drove to Xincun.

The sun had already climbed up high, and there were a lot of people and cars moving on the road. At the intersection at the south end of the old street, two tattered trailers, with their heads on their heads, refused to let anyone, blocking the road in a daze.

The two garbage collectors were standing next to their respective cars and arguing, their voices were quite loud, and there seemed to be a tendency to do something.

The housewarming of the whole village in Lujia Village was not only a grand event for the people of Lujia Village, but also a feast for collecting trash.

There are even people who collect antiques.

Needless to say, those who collect junk, although the houses in Lujia Village cannot be moved, and the villagers will not move, but all kinds of discarded household appliances and solid wood furniture have high profits.

Who in the neighborhood doesn't know that the people in Lujia Village are rich, and many people have never renovated their houses or replaced their furniture and appliances. They plan to replace them with new ones when they move out.

What's more, if you receive an old item, among other things, selling the kind that can fool people in the Yingxiongshan market is a lot of extra money.

The existing genealogy of Lujia Village can be traced back to the early Ming Dynasty, and it can be regarded as an orderly inheritance. It was prosperous in a certain period, so there is no guarantee that someone's family will have good things.

Rending couldn't leave here, Lu Dong came over, got out of the car and shouted: "It doesn't matter if you are arguing, get out of the way first."

Another person came from behind, this one was in Lujia Village, the trash collectors saw that they were people from Lujia Village, each took a breath, one went straight to the west, and the other turned to the east.

Letting go at the intersection, Lu Dong got into the car and dragged Song Na to the new village.

The whole Lujia Village was busy and chaotic, and the days overlapped too much. I am afraid that hundreds of households chose to move on October 18th.

When I came to the market street, I found that the brigade was also there. A group of young people were moving various materials to the small truck, and were going to take them to the new village.

Accountant Li personally directed and kept telling people that many materials are very important, and it is easy to lose things when moving, and troubles will arise if one is not careful.