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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Six: Hold on to the Poor, Hold on to the Rich

() The next afternoon, Huang Han, who finally no longer had to go to school, followed Zhang Fangfen to his house on South Street.

Both the buyer and seller were well-behaved people, and there was no unpleasantness until the transaction was completed.

The old couple had a lot of clothes, sheets, bedding, mosquito nets and other things. Their eldest daughter took advantage of the work truck to come back the day before yesterday and took away several large packages and two camphor trees.

The original homeowner and his wife had already happily boarded the bus to the provincial capital yesterday. They only had two or three pieces of luggage, and Zodiac Zhou took them to the bus station not far away.

Arriving in a house without the original owner, Zhang Fangfen had not yet adapted. She just felt that all this was like in a dream. She stroked the aged "parent's cabinet" in the main room and suddenly burst into tears.

Huang Han quickly comforted him and said, "Mom, don't get excited, I'm overjoyed and sad!"

"It has been five years, and today I am finally proud."

Huang Han actually knew the story of "Parent's Cabinet" and why Zhang Fangfen was moved by the scene, but in order to make her happy, he still tempted her to reveal her true feelings.

"Mom, if you are so excited when you see this "parent's cabinet", there must be some past events related to the "parent's cabinet" that are unforgettable to you, right?"

"Well! It's better not to mention Chen Sesame and rotten millet."

"No! Mom, I like to hear it, just tell me!"

It was like this at home before. Zhang Fangfen was lonely and taciturn, but Huang Han could always chat with her for a long time and always made her talk a lot. Therefore, Huang Han knew many past events that his sister Huang Xin didn't know.

Zhang Fangfen was indeed fooled and sighed, "Oh! That was when your grandfather divided the family of your father's four brothers.

At that time, there were three "parent's cabinets" in the family. According to custom, the eldest son, the eldest son, should get the "parent's cabinet" when the family was separated.

My family was poor at that time, and we lived in the front room. I used a "parent's cabinet" in the front room, both as a kitchen and as a dining table.

And your uncle seems to be so poor that he actually sold the 'parent's cabinet' for five yuan.

That night, when the buyer came to the house to carry the "parent's cabinet", your father was ashamed and heartbroken. He bit the quilt and shed tears at night, embarrassed to cry out.

I really don’t know how they can be so cold to each other, and a mere five dollars can make them ignore their friendship.”

Huang Han has not seen the three "parent cabinets", or he is too young to remember them, but he has seen one of them many times in the main room of his uncle's house.

An ordinary "parent's cabinet", neither antique nor good wood, was later used as lumber and burned by the son of the uncle's family.

The uncle's children are all well-behaved, honest people, and they are honest people. Little did they know that their father almost made the third uncle angry to death for a "parent's cabinet" that was only worth five yuan at the time.

Zhang Fangfen was still using a rag to carefully wipe the ‘parent’s cabinet’ that now belonged to her home, and exclaimed

"Our 'parent's cabinet' is made of fine materials and solid workmanship. It's so heavy that it won't move even if one person wants to move it. The three 'parent's cabinets' put together are not worth this much!"

Huang Han wanted to make Zhang Fangfen happy and said

"Mom, don't be sad. My family will definitely be able to make a lot of money by doing business, and I will definitely be admitted to a prestigious university and get ahead.

At that time, when all the relatives and neighbors mentioned Huang Daozhou's family and Zhang Fangfen, who was diligent and thrifty in managing the household, they all gave a thumbs up and said that you have done a good job in raising your children."

"Woooooooo..."

What happened was contrary to expectations, Huang Han went too far with the emotion again, Zhang Fangfen couldn't bear it and started crying. Suddenly, she stopped crying and pulled Huang Han into her arms, smiling brightly.

She proudly said, “People compete for a breath, Buddha competes for a stick of incense!

My family has bought such a big house, and it is on the street. My relatives and neighbors will immediately be jealous of it.

If the three of you go to college and become state cadres, our family will surely skyrocket."

Huang Han said in a very firm tone, "That's necessary. Don't worry, I will definitely get into a prestigious university and I will definitely make you and dad proud!"

"Yeah! Yeah! Alas! I suddenly got such a big house, and I don't know where to start cleaning it up!"

"Mom, I think we should put away the porcelain first. Take a good look at it. As long as the fine white porcelain dishes and dishes are old, they should be put away."

Zhang Fangfen asked, "Are those old porcelain antiques?"

"I'm not sure. I think it's possible. Who cares, maybe this thing will be an antique in the future. Anyway, our family can't use it as ordinary dishes."

"Yeah! You're right. I packed up all these antique-looking porcelains, took them home and hid them under the bed."

"Hey! Mom, your mind hasn't turned around yet!"

"What turn?"

"This should be my home too!"

"Haha! If you didn't remind me, I really wouldn't have thought about it. Yes, we have two homes! Where will we live in the future?"

"Haha, mom, it turns out you can also 'burp the smell of fat'!"

Zhang Fangfen smiled and said puzzledly! "Yes! Why am I like this? I used to hate hearing people say 'burp the smell of fat meat'!"

"Time changes people!"

"Can't understand!"

"Yesterday I felt pity for the broken coat, but now I feel sorry for the purple python!"

"I understand, it means that when one is rich, one forgets one's roots! Don't worry, I will always remember those hard days. I can survive being poor and I can endure being rich!"

Zhang Fangfen is indeed not the kind of person who gets arrogant when she succeeds. Her children are all promising, and she still maintains her true nature even though her family is well off.

She also didn't allow Huang Han to be arrogant, didn't allow Huang Han to offend others, and didn't allow Huang Han to be extravagant and wasteful. She even couldn't stand the nephews who got rich from setting up factories and started going crazy.

Huang Han's son benefited from his grandmother's earnest instruction. He was also very frugal and never arrogant, and he was truly generous to others.

"Mom, I was joking with you just now. I know your quality, and I even think your quality is much higher than dad!"

"Shh! Don't talk nonsense, or your father will beat you!"

Although he said this, Huang Han could tell that Zhang Fangfen actually thought that she was three points better than her husband.

"Hey, mom, I think that 'Three Drops of Water Big Bed' is pretty good. You and dad will sleep in that bed from now on!"

Huang Han had been thinking about changing the living environment for his parents, so he suggested this.

Of all the beds she bought, Zhang Fangfen liked the bed the most, she said cheerfully.

"When I was at my parents' house, your third grandpa, who was also my third uncle, got married, and my third grandma's family gave me a 'three drops of water carved bed' as a dowry.

Everyone in Zhuangzi was so envious that many people came to see the excitement and traveled seven or eight miles.

I still remember the look of that bed. To be honest, it’s far from the bed we have at home.”

Having said this, a happy smile appeared on Zhang Fangfen's face again.

Huang Han said, "It's not surprising. The ancestor Huang who wants to sell the house to our family belongs to a big family in Sanshui City. The ancestral items at home are always better than those from the countryside.

I think this bed is probably over a hundred years old, maybe even over two hundred years old. Mom, this is definitely an old thing.

Although I can’t guess what kind of good wood it is, I can see the workmanship and the materials used are of the highest quality, so it might be worth a lot of money in the future.”

"In the future? It's not cheap now! Such a good bed fell into my home by chance. No matter how valuable it is, I won't sell it. I want to keep it and pass it on to my children and grandchildren!"

"That's right! Good possessions will never be sold. When you have money, you have to buy them from home. The more the better!"

"Yeah! I like to buy homes. I always think that old furniture uses exquisite materials and the craftsmanship is solid. I don't like the things made by carpenters today!"

"That's right. From now on, all our homes will use furniture that is over a hundred years old."








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