Become a burden in a period novel

Chapter 504 Reclaiming the Old House

Walking through the bustling streets and around an ancient tree that two people can hug together, you will see a somewhat weathered gate.

Xu Huaici looked up at the door. There should have been a plaque there with the words "A House of Good Deeds" written on it, but now there was nothing there.

The original vermilion gate was already mottled and the paint had almost fallen off.

How long? The last time he stood in front of the door was the day he left, and he told himself then that he would definitely come back.

This is his home, where he grew up, and his roots, but he didn't expect that he would be away for nearly twenty years.

The vermilion gate in my memory has faded, and there are no old friends in the house anymore.

"Fifth Uncle, is this the old house?" A young voice interrupted Xu Huaici's thoughts.

"Well, this is the old house of the Xu family." It is not only an old house, but also the root of their Xu family.

In his memory, there were many people in the old house, with people coming in and out every day. At that time, what he looked forward to most was having guests come to his house, so that he would be kept to entertain the guests and would not have to go to school.

Xu Huaici walked up the stairs and stroked the faded door in front of him with his hand.

This place has been donated by his brother. Although no outsiders live here, things have changed a lot.

He had also looked at the houses of other people who had moved in. In order to buy a house for Qin Wangshu as a dowry, he also looked at many houses that had been sold by the original owners or the descendants of the original owners because outsiders had moved in.

At that time, he was in a hurry to buy a house and didn't think too much about it, but when he became the original owner of the house, he seemed to understand why those people sold the house.

Things are people and nothing is done, and tears shed first.

The house is still there, but many of the people who lived there back then are gone, and the traces they left behind have almost completely disappeared.

Because of the donation from his third brother and the care of his friends, the old house of the Xu family was not divided among other people to live in, but it also became a government office.

Over the years, there was no trace of the Xu family there. But this was the old house of the Xu family after all, where he grew up, and he was determined to get it back.

For this purpose, Xu Huaici promised to invest and build a factory here, and also donated a building to the government in exchange for the old house.

He had just been running around for this matter a few days ago, which was why he didn't go back to Yangjia Village with Qin Wangshu and the others.

Now that things are finally done, the house is owned by the Xu family again, and their home is back.

"Fifth Uncle?"

Seeing Xu Huaici touching the faded door, tears streaming down his cheeks, the younger generation behind him didn't quite understand such feelings, but did not disturb him.

After he calmed down, he followed him into the house.

"Fifth Uncle, our Xu family was quite rich back then." The younger generation joked in order to ease the atmosphere.

"That's right. At that time, two-thirds of the shops on the whole street were owned by the Xu family!" But later the world became chaotic and almost all the shops closed. In addition, the family's money was spent like water to support the revolution. In the end, all that was left was this house and what they divided.

"Your third uncle is a good money-maker. When he was not even as tall as the table, he could already give advice on the family business." It's a pity that God is jealous of talented people!

They also grew up listening to stories about Xu Huaian. Every time the family encountered difficulties, they would always hear the adults mutter, "If only Huaian were here."

But they had never met Uncle San, so they just listened to those things as stories. But when they met Uncle San's two children, they felt that Uncle San must be as outstanding as the elders said.

"Let's go. I'll take you to see where we grew up. Although many things are probably gone now, there should still be something left!" There was nothing valuable here anymore. They took away a lot of belongings when they left.

He had also arranged what the third brother got. This place was going to be donated again, so there would definitely be nothing left. However, the furniture that could not be moved was gone. I don’t know whether it was moved away or thrown away.

Many of those pieces of furniture were dowries for the women in the family. Xu Huaian still remembered that his mother had a rosewood dressing table that was beautifully carved, but it was very heavy and they couldn't take it away when they left.

That was his mother's favorite furniture. He wanted to take it away as a souvenir, but unfortunately he had to give up.