Chapter 1172 Who Are You?
The next day, Chen Shuhui and Zheng Jingwang flew to City A.

Out of the airport, straight to the destination.

Zheng Jingwang stood at the intersection of the old street. Although the surrounding environment had changed beyond recognition, his eyes were still wet.

This is his home.He is back again.

Chen Shuhui looked at the city map bought from a roadside newspaper, and checked the names of the streets in front of her.It's the same as it was decades ago.

This street once belonged to the Zheng family.

Compared with later generations, the streets are not wide.They were only two-way channels, but in the 20s, they had to be enough.

The buildings on both sides of the road are new and old, and they are not high.They have 2/3/4 floors, mostly shops and restaurants.

The spring breeze of reform and opening up is evident here.

If it were placed two years ago, there would be supply and marketing cooperatives, state-run grain and oil stores and small restaurants at most.Do you want to check out other stores?There are no doors here.

Now is different.Looking around, there are four or five restaurants, including clothing stores, barber shops, food stores, photo studios, etc.

This small street is not big, but very lively.

Zheng Jingwang calmed down and explained: "100 years ago, when the city was first built, it was a commercial street." There was some relief on his face: "It seems to be continuing."

Chen Shuhui guessed it, and asked, "Is it built by the Zheng family?"

Zheng Jingwang nodded with a smile: "When the Zheng family moved here, they lived behind these shops. The Zheng family's old house is in the middle of the street."

he said excitedly, and walked home.

Chen Shuhui followed him and found that there was an alley behind the store.

People come and go, bustling.

Zheng Jingwang suddenly stopped in front of a door.

Chen Shuhui looked up and saw that the door was open.No, look carefully.no door at all
Looking out from the empty doorway, the courtyard is a four-story Western-style building.

This Western-style building is very large, with more than a dozen windows on each floor.

The marble facade is indeed magnificent, but it is now faded and damaged.

The doors of Western-style buildings are also open.After a while, I saw several people coming in and out.

Men, women, and children, some with vegetables, some with bags, and some with quilts, walked to the open space next to them to dry.

Does Chen Shuhui know that this is a miscellaneous building?
Zheng Jingwang also froze for a while, froze there.

Chen Shuhui waited for a while and said, "At least the house is still there. It's better than being demolished."

Zheng Jingwang sighed and nodded: "You're right. In fact, it doesn't matter whether the house is here... It would be nice if we were here."

Thinking that Zheng Zhixiong was getting married and the Zheng family was about to usher in a new generation, he laughed again.

He raised his feet and walked to the big miscellaneous building to see if he could find the original shadow.

Basically, I can't find it.Aside from the fact that the outline of the house has not changed from the outside, the inside is truly unrecognizable.

As soon as the door was opened, a huge living room and ballroom appeared.Now the area is several times smaller, turning into a small square hall.There are several doors on either side of the square hall.It looked like it was divided into several rooms.

Of course, the original rooms on each floor are still rooms.The small one is one, and the big one is divided into several.

The original wide corridor has now become a public kitchen, and there is a stove at the door of each room.

Even the floor tiles are not what they used to be.

Even so, Zheng Jingwang went up to the fourth floor.

He sighed, turned and went downstairs, instead of looking outside, he looked inside.

Suddenly, a door near the stairs opened suddenly, and a girl rushed out angrily.

"Why?! The whole building belongs to our family, the whole street belongs to our family! Why do we live in such a shabby house now?"

Pedestrians in the corridor, including Chen Shuhui and Zheng Jingwang, stopped and looked back at the girl.

The girl seemed terrified.She shrinks.She thought for a while, and immediately stared at Chen Shuhui who was closest to her: "What are you looking at? You hooligans who occupy our house! If you want to face it, go away! Otherwise..."

She didn't come out for a few seconds.

"Hurry up, go away!" an old voice called from across the room.

"Yes, come back quickly. What's the use of throwing your temper at them? A bunch of shameless hooligans. We'll wait until the top of the mountain to drive them off."

A woman in her 40s stood at the door, looked at the people in the corridor and said.

Because Chen Shuhui was the closest to them, she also became her key target, and she got a blank look.

People in the corridor watched them.Someone kissed, someone disdain, and then left without a sound.

No one came to argue with her.

The family has been moving in for half a year.They have been listening to this for half a year.They quarreled and quarreled.Now they are used to it.

It's just one family's pipe dream.

Zheng Jingwang moved, stepped over Chen Shuhui, and stood in front of the woman: "Who are you?"

As he spoke, he looked into the room and found an old man sitting in a messy thatched hut.

He's in his 60s and looks a lot like him.

(End of this chapter)

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