"You are here in Jinling for the first time. I will take you out for a walk in the afternoon. I will treat you to the evening. Let's go out for a meal, and then go back to Haizhou tomorrow."

Fu Song smiled and said, "Everyone said that a young divorce is better than a newlywed. Are you so anxious to leave, is Teacher Zhang happy?"

Feng Baoguo's old face turned red and said, "It's all an old husband and wife, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Song said: "Don't, you said it easy. I will pat you and leave tomorrow. Teacher Zhang doesn't blame you, but you have to blame me. Since I'm home, I'll stay for a few more days and spend a good time with my wife and children. Work is important, but family is more important. I will go climb Zijing Mountain in the afternoon, go to Tangshan to take a hot spring tomorrow, stay there in the evening, and go back to Jinling the day after tomorrow. Let's leave early the morning after tomorrow."

Feng Baoguo said funny: "You really know how to enjoy it. So, I won't care about you anymore. Pay attention to safety on the way."

If you don’t climb the Zijing Mountain or visit the Qinhuai River, you are embarrassed to say that you have been to Jinling.

Although Fu Song often came to Jinling in his previous life and was no longer familiar with Jinling City, he had to pretend to be in front of Yu Sheng and Xu Guoqing for the first time in his life.

The Zhongshan Mausoleum, the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum, Jiming Temple, Xuanwu Lake, and the old Nanda campus on Hankou Road. I walked around the streets and saw the flowers all the way. In the evening, I came out of the Nanda campus and planned to go to the Qinhuai River at night and have dinner there.

When passing Beijing West Road, the lights were on. Looking at the rows of Republican-style villas behind the French sycamore trees on both sides of the road, Fu Song suddenly felt the urge to buy a house again, and he hurriedly said: "Old Xu, please turn it on slowly."

Xu Guoqing slowed down and asked, "Do you want to stop?"

Fu Song said: "No, just drive forward slowly."

The intersection in front is the intersection of Beijing West Road and Yihe Road, and Yihe Road is one of the gathering places for buildings in the Republic of China in Jinling. Fu Song asked Xu Guoqing to turn into Yihe Road.

The buildings in the Republic of China near Yihe Road are mostly residential buildings. Many mansions of historical figures in the Republic of China are here, such as Wang Mansion, Shizhilou, Xue Yue Building, etc. There are also embassies and consulates of various countries during the Republic of China period, so it is also called Yihe Road Mansion District.

Opening the car window, Fu Song looked at the small villas close by, his heart couldn't help but thump.

Although the houses in the capital have great potential for appreciation in the future, to be honest, Fu Song doesn't like the houses in Beijing at all. He always feels that the houses there are full of corruption, which makes him feel inexplicably depressed.

Buy, you must buy!

"I won't go to Tangshan tomorrow." In Fu Song's opinion, compared to buying a house, what's the best thing to do in hot springs?

"Ah?" Yu Sheng was so old that he hadn't taken a hot spring yet. When Fu Song said he couldn't go, he was disappointed and turned around and asked, "Director Fu, why didn't he go? I haven't taken a hot spring yet."

Fu Song said: "Where can't soak in hot springs? If you want to soak, go to Zhaoyuan after returning to Mucheng. You can soak as long as you like."

"Then what will we do tomorrow?"

“Buy a house.”

"Buy a house?" Yu Sheng finally came back and pointed at the small villa next to the road, "Buy such a small building?"

Fu Song nodded with a smile, "What do you think?"

Yu Sheng asked: "Can others sell such a good small building? If it were me, I wouldn't have sold it."

Fu Song glared at him and said, "You crow's mouth, if you hit it this time, you can walk back to Mucheng by yourself."

"No, Director Fu, can't I stop talking? Well, I can definitely buy it, and there is more than one set."

Early the next morning, Fu Song arrived at Beijing West Road.

The light was not good last night and I didn't look carefully. At this time, Fu Song discovered that the current situation of these buildings in the Republic of China was not very good. More than half of the residential buildings were disrepaired, and some buildings had cracked walls, becoming typical dangerous houses.

Not only that, illegal and rebuilt buildings are everywhere, and some areas even have broken walls to open shops on the street.

Turning to Xikang Road, the situation here is similar to that on the other side of Yihe Road. Fu Song felt heartbroken when he looked at it. He was really a group of prodigal sons!

When Xu Guoqing was asked to stop, Fu Song lit a cigarette after getting off the car, and felt irritated. Why didn’t he know how to protect such a good building?

Yu Sheng saw that Fu Song was in a bad mood and stood far away, fearing that he would get into trouble if he was close.

"Oh, let's go!" Suddenly, a door next to him opened from inside, and an old man shouted at Yu Sheng with a large wooden basin.

Before Yu Sheng could react, he heard a rush, and a full pot of dirty water poured directly under the French sycamore tree on the side of the road, splashing countless mud ideas.

Yu Sheng looked at the muddy ideas on his trousers and said dissatisfiedly: "I said, do you have some public morality? Why do you do so with such great energy?"

The old man glanced at Yu Sheng and said, "It's okay, why are you doing standing at my door? Besides, I didn't remind you. If you want to blame me, you can only blame yourself."

"Hey, you old guy..." Yu Sheng began to roll up his sleeves, intending to scare this old guy.

"Yu Sheng!" Fu Song threw down the cigarette butt and walked over. He saw the yard inside from the open door. One word, messy, it was really a waste of such a good house.

"Uncle, what's your surname?" Fu Song handed the old man a cigarette.

The old man didn't pick up the cigarette and said, "Don't let your surname be Gao, I won't smoke."

Fu Song threw the cigarette to Yu Sheng and said with a smile: "Uncle, are you the head of this house?"

Old man Gao said, "Can I live here if I am not the head of the household?"

This old man has a really bad temper, no wonder Yu Sheng wanted to deal with him just now.

"Haha, uncle, let me ask you for some information."

Old man Gao said, "Are you looking for someone? Everyone knows everyone nearby, so I'm asking the right person."

Fu Song shook his head and said, "It's not about finding someone. I walked along the way and found that the nearby houses were dilapidated, so why didn't anyone repair them?"

Old man Gao looked at Fu Song like a fool, "Who will do it? Who will do it? Who will pay for it? Do you give me the money to repair it? What if you don't live here after it is repaired? Isn't this money was wasted?"

Hearing this, Fu Songxin said, indeed, these houses are like those small foreign buildings in Mucheng, and they should be public housing. No wonder no one has built them so dilapidated.

For residents living here, since there is no property rights of the building, it is impossible to spontaneously invest in the ranks of effective maintenance. The lack of property rights means that they do not really own the building, and therefore, they have no intention of spending capital and manpower to provide necessary protection.

This kind of mediocre mentality is easy to understand. It is not my thing. Why do I have to pay for maintenance? As long as I can live in someone, it is fine. The most typical thing is that the rented house is leaking. Will you pay for the landlord to repair it out of your own pocket? No, you will definitely call the landlord and ask him to come over to repair it.

"This house is not yours?"

Old man Gao said unhappily: "Why isn't mine? I've lived here for decades."
Chapter completed!