Siheyuan: Relieve stress and relieve worries

Chapter 872 Moving Storm
In less than half a month, Wang Zhan adapted to the new school. He was still the same in class, keeping a low profile and not holding any position. He just studied on his own. Apart from playing with Xiao Si, he was also closer to Yu Fei.

As for Zhao Wenhai, who was standing in front of Xiao Si, their relationship was fine at the beginning, but since the teacher appointed him as the class monitor, Zhao Wenhai's attitude towards several people changed. He always spoke to them in a commanding tone, and Wang Zhan no longer paid attention to him.

The classmates in the class gradually became familiar to each other, but Wang Zhan had observed that many of them seemed to have superior family backgrounds, which could be seen from their clothes. Now there were only three people in the whole class wearing patched work clothes. Besides him and Xiao Si, there was a thin girl in the front row named Wang Lili. He was not very familiar with this girl, but he knew that her family seemed to be in financial difficulty.

On September 11th, Wang Zhan took a day off. Today was the day he was moving. This was given by Master Lei. He said that he had looked at the almanac and this was the only suitable day recently, so Wang Zhan had to take a day off.

After sending his sister off in the morning, Wang Zhan came back to find Master Lei and the movers waiting in Yuer Hutong. His house was originally decorated by Uncle Li, and the furniture he used at that time were all old furniture that had been confiscated and were very valuable. Wang Zhan could not throw it away casually.

Master Lei had more than a dozen apprentices, so the old house was packed up quickly and the furniture was loaded onto the three-wheeled cart. Wang Zhan checked it and walked out of the yard, followed by Dayu, Xiaoyu and Jinbao. Such a rare combination attracted many neighbors nearby. Most importantly, Jinbao still had his rice bowl in his mouth.

In fact, as early as last night, Master Lei took a few people to move all the items from a secret room in the yard and a vegetable cellar to the secret room in the new house. This was done on their backs, and only the items on the surface were moved today.

At nine o'clock, the car started on time, and the group arrived at the door of the new house in less than three minutes. When they just arrived at the door, Master Lei's apprentice had already lit firecrackers. At this time, Master Lei stuffed two bags into Wang Zhan's hands, one bag was full of copper coins, and the other bag was full of rice.

Wang Zhan was not very familiar with the old rules, so he just followed Master Lei's instructions. After the firecrackers, the stove in the house was already lit. It smelled like sweet soup was cooking, and the whole yard was filled with the sweet aroma.

Wang Zhan was mainly looking after the study. Among the things that were moved later, except for the furniture, there was nothing valuable. The most valuable things were the books that Wang Zhan packed. If one book was lost, Wang Zhan would be heartbroken.

While unpacking, Wang Zhan sorted the books and put them on the bookshelf. The study in this new house was surrounded by bookshelves on three sides, with only the desk and chair placed by the window. For convenience, Master Lei also specially made an exquisite ladder for Wang Zhan to put books up high.

When Wang Zhan was sorting books, he heard a noisy sound coming from outside. Wang Zhan listened carefully for a while and it seemed like there was a quarrel. Wang Zhan put down the books in his hand and walked out. Only when he reached the door did he realize that there was a group of people gathered at the door.

Wang Zhan knew at a glance that most of the people here were from No. 95 Courtyard. Leading the group was an old lady with a dragon-headed cane, who looked to be in her sixties or seventies. Although she looked old, she was full of energy.

Master Lei seemed to be saying something to her. Wang Zhan looked at this group of people. After dealing with them for so many years and having so many conflicts, Wang Zhan knew the nature of this group of people too well. Wang Zhan did not go out. He pulled Master Lei's eldest apprentice Xiao Yun over and whispered a few words in his ear. Xiao Yun ran to the study room. Wang Zhan stood quietly at the door and listened to their fierce quarrel. After listening for a while, Wang Zhan also roughly understood that this group of people came to stop him from moving. The reason was very simple. This East Cross Courtyard belonged to Courtyard No. 95. No matter what, it was under the management of Courtyard No. 95. Whether it was repair or moving, the residents of Courtyard No. 95 should be notified and the move could only be made after a unanimous vote of the whole courtyard meeting. Otherwise, it would be considered as disobeying management.

Looking at the three managers standing in the crowd, as well as Jia Dongxu and other workers from the steel rolling mill, who were indignantly accusing Master Lei, Wang Zhan was also puzzled. Today was not a day off, it should be normal working hours, so why were these people on vacation at home?

Not long after, Xiao Yun walked out of the yard with two signs. Without saying a word, he put a chair at the door and found a worker to help him. In no time, he nailed a gold and a red sign to the left side of the gate.

After the people who were arguing saw the two signs, those who could read immediately shut their mouths. Wang Zhan observed for a while and confirmed that the old lady in the lead was the one who could read, because after seeing the signs, she stopped talking and squinted her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

In front of the courtyard gate, more than half of the noisy crowd had disappeared, leaving only a few illiterate women who were still shouting. But gradually the noisy noise died down. They were all people who came from the old society, and none of them was stupid. Looking at the people around them who were not talking, although they could not read, they also knew that things had changed.

At this time, a strange voice suddenly appeared, "Why do you occupy a courtyard? There are four people in our Jia family, and there is only one room. You should at least allocate us two rooms, no, three rooms."

This was Jia Zhang's voice. After the voice fell, Jia Zhang also felt that something was wrong. The people around him looked at him with strange eyes, but Xiao Yun, who was standing on the chair, did not stop his actions. He took out another sign from his pocket and nailed it firmly above the door of the corner gate. Everyone looked at it.

"No. 93-1 Maoer Hutong", the people gathered here were dumbfounded. They looked at the house number and then at the two signs. The smart people left quickly, and the crowd slowly dispersed.

At this time, Jia Dongxu was saying something in his mother's ear. Jia Zhang shook her arms, knowing that the matter was hopeless and there was no point in wasting time, so she took Jia Dongxu and left.

Finally, only the three uncles and the old lady from the No. 95 courtyard were left. Master Lei knew that this was Wang Zhan's intention, and he also knew that Wang Zhan did not want to show up, so he stood up and said, "Old lady, what else do you want to say? First of all, this courtyard is not under the management of your courtyard. Secondly, the words of the woman who made the most noise just now, does it seem like she is robbing the property of the martyrs? Otherwise, let's go to the street office and make things clear?"

"What did you say? Oh, I'm old and my ears don't work well. Zhonghai, help me go back. I'm tired." The deaf old lady pulled Yi Zhonghai and left quickly, and then the remaining two people ran away. Master Lei smiled, turned around, patted Xiao Yun on the shoulder and walked into the yard.

(End of this chapter)