The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 337 What Bike Does This Need?

Downstairs at No. 315 Xinzhong Street, a pair of young people suddenly came, looking like a young couple.

On the weekend, a group of old men and women were bored and chatting under the tree. Then they looked at the two young people, with a slightly cautious expression on their expressions.

"Uncle, please ask, Master Cui's home is here. I am his friend. Didn't he go to the southwest to aid in the construction of the third line? I'll take care of the house for him!"

Li Feng did not rush to get the key to open the door. Instead, he took Huang Yaqin and pushed aside the hanging branches. He bent slightly and asked the elders sitting on the horse.

Hearing what Li Feng said, the elders and aunties looked at each other, and the defensiveness in their eyes gradually receded. One of the elders looked at the two of them up and down, and then slowly asked after chin.

"Little comrade, it looks a little unfamiliar. This is the building in front of you. Have you never been here before?"

After all, the old man was a little deeper than other people. He didn't believe Li Feng just because of a few words. There was still doubt in his tone.

"Hey, this wasn't a car accident a few months ago. I saved him at that time, and he later recognized me as his younger brother. It was also my first time here, and I received a letter from him, so I knew about this place. !”

As he spoke, Li Feng took out the envelope. After the old man took it, he pinched the temples of his glasses and pulled them down. After squinting at them, a thoughtful look appeared on his face, but he did not take out the letterhead inside. He handed the envelope directly back to Li Feng.

"Okay, since I asked you to watch, you should watch for him. This old Cui has a bad life. He lived in Tianyuan for so many days in the past few days and almost lost his life. Before he left, he told me However, since you guys are here, the electric switch is on the west gable wall, so go and open it yourself!"

"Uncle, may I ask your name? Do you smoke?"

As he said this, Li Feng took out the big front door, took out one, and wanted to hand it over.

"Hey, little comrade, don't be polite to your uncle Tong. He doesn't smoke. Let me ask, which unit do you belong to?"

Before the man who was sitting as firm as a mountain could open his mouth, the aunt beside him couldn't wait to inquire about the new neighbor's whereabouts.

This pair of young people, the man is generous and generous, the woman is sleek and well-dressed, and they don’t look like ordinary children in their clothes. I guess if Lao Cui doesn’t come back now, maybe there will be the new house of these two young people behind this place. Yes.

"Auntie, we are from the Dongzhimenwai Steel Rolling Mill. My surname is Li and her surname is Huang. She is my partner. Why don't you take advantage of your break today to come over and have a look!"

Li Feng also deliberately wanted to establish a good relationship with these non-staff gossips in the community intelligence station and show his true identity so that others would not look for trouble and reduce the occurrence of troubles.

"Hurry up and go to the steel rolling mill. The steel rolling mill was in the newspaper a few days ago!"

"Yes, our bus company has also been on it, but you don't know, we have issued documents internally to praise him!"

An aunt took the lead, and the rest followed the conversation. Although they were all retired, the people who could live here used to be the middle and upper class of the bus company.

"That young man is not simple!"

Uncle Tong, who had his eyes closed to meditate, opened his eyes after the two left, glanced at their backs, and interrupted the aunts' chat.

"Old boy, what do you mean? Why didn't you read Xiao Cui's letter just now? Cui'er has been away for such a long time. I'm really not used to it!"

"What are you looking at? Didn't you recognize it? This young man is the one in the newspaper a few days ago. This is where he took people from our bus company!"

At this time, a group of uncles and aunts who had never seen the world suddenly lost their voices.

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"Slow down, be careful not to fall?"

"Why don't you stop holding me? I feel like the stool is shaking a little if you hold it!"

The young couple talked and laughed before pushing up the pulled down electric switch, then returned to the front door and inserted the key into the keyhole.After opening the door, Xiao Huang sighed and looked around the room curiously. Even though he knew there was no one inside, he still pinched Li Feng's sleeve and did not dare to go in by himself.

The area on the first floor is not large, about forty or fifty square meters. When you enter the door, you will find the living room. What you see next to the wall is a wooden sofa wrapped in black leather. It is about two meters and a half long, and there is a smaller sofa on the side. , the backrests are covered with white lace dust covers.

The solid wood coffee table in the middle is spotless, with a few glasses upside down. Judging from the style of the furniture, it still has a bit of a rough Soviet style, which is quite similar to the architectural style of the small building.

“My dad said that the bus company’s technicians used to live here, but looking at it now, it does look a bit like it!”

Xiao Huang stepped on the terrazzo floor curiously, then let go of his nature and sat down on the sofa. He bounced around and found a comfortable position to lie down without any image. It looked like he had been riding the bus for a day. The car made her exhausted.

"It's good. They pay attention to practicality and durability over there. They wish they could use something for 100 years. Dangdang, look at this, Brother Cui, he probably won't even want to replace it!"

Li Feng knocked on the coffee table, listening to the heavy echo, and tried to shake the sofa, but it didn't move. It seemed that it was really made of practical materials, but he didn't know what kind of wood it was. It was heavy.

The living room is only about a dozen square meters, and to the left is a dining room of eight or nine square meters, with a brown-red square table that is obviously made in China, but it does not match the style of the house. Next to the square table is the staircase, and directly below the staircase. There are also some cabinets and closets.

To the north are the kitchen and bathroom. Seeing Xiao Huang paralyzed on the sofa, Li Feng shook his head and went to the kitchen to take a look.

The kitchen of five or six square meters is not big enough. In a few years, the refrigerator may not even be able to fit in it.

There is a stove of about one meter in the innermost part, which is the only one that looks comfortable. The desk and the pool are all made of cement, and are covered with layers of small white tiles. Of course, it may be due to time. The color is somewhat dull and yellowish.

After looking at the kitchen, Li Feng went to the bathroom. Small mosaics covered the entire wall. Maybe it was because Waiguoren was not used to squatting, but a toilet was rarely used here. It was a bit more high-end than Xiao Huang's house. They Everyone in the house is squatting, and the toilet is made of terrazzo.

"I have to say, Xiao Huang, we have invested a lot in taking care of Big Brother!"

Pushing open the window of the living room, Li Feng nodded with the elders outside the window and smiled at Huang Yaqin, who was lying on the sofa in the room and couldn't get up.

"Well, I won't go up. Look, the electric fan up there is so big. It won't get hot in the summer. The one I have at home needs some kerosene to turn it. It blows hot air."

Xiao Huang first turned up his nose and looked like a caterpillar on the sofa. He twisted a little and took off the cover on the backrest. Then he looked at the ceiling fan on the ceiling and was quite happy.

"If you don't go up, I'll go up by myself!"

Shaking his head, Li Feng walked to the concrete stairs on the side. If the upper part was about the same size as the lower part, there would be at least two or three rooms separated. Master Cui lived alone in such a big house, and it didn't feel deserted.

You know, how big is the current per capita living area in the capital? For example, in the courtyard where Li Feng lives, Lao Yan’s house is only a little larger than the living room and dining room downstairs. A family of six lives here, and Lao Cui occupies the entire floor alone. It's eighty or ninety square meters upstairs and downstairs, which is really more luxurious than Xiao Huang's house.

Of course, it really can’t be compared with Vice Minister Liu’s family.

However, if a national model worker is given a house like this, he really treats the workers as brothers. After a few decades, you workers will think...! .

After going up the stairs, you are facing a corridor. There is a window at the end facing east, and the light is okay. There are three doors on both sides of the corridor, two facing south and one facing north. The rest are covered by the corners of the stairs. , occupied.

The two south-facing rooms are not large in area. They are slightly wider than Li Feng's wing room, but they are still much smaller than the wing room at home.

The bed inside is about two meters by two meters, with a large wardrobe. After putting the bedside table on it, there isn't even much room for the dressing table, and it's not as big as the separate room to the north.

"What else do you need for a bicycle!"

Li Feng muttered, this house, this per capita area, this location, no building in 40 years has been so comfortable. The key is that it is not as eye-catching as the big leader's house. Brother Cui is not lucky, living in an exceeding standard. The house actually made me live in depression.

(End of this chapter)