At the entrance of the courtyard house at No. 95, Nanluogu Alley.
Chen Anhe stood at the door with a parcel on his shoulder and looked at the three-way courtyard.
The three-entry courtyard was formed on the basis of the two-entry courtyard and further developed.
Usually, a row of back houses would be added behind the main house, forming a long and narrow backyard between the back houses and the main house.
The backyard and the middle courtyard were connected by a passage at the end of the east wing of the main house. Otakus could enter the backyard through this passage.
Many Siheyuan novels believed that this three-entry Siheyuan was the residence of a prince during the Qing Dynasty.
This statement was simply nonsense.
His highness 'mansion was only a three-way courtyard house, so this highness was simply not worthy at all.
In Chen Anhe's opinion, the most likely origin of this three-in-one courtyard house was the assets of a capitalist before liberation.
After the liberation, it was either taken over by the state or donated by the capitalist to the street office, which then allocated the residents.
This was more likely.
Chen Anhe's uncle, Yi Zhonghai, lived in the east wing of the courtyard.
In the next few decades, this courtyard house would cost at least a hundred million yuan. A single room would be worth a few million yuan.
"Young man, who are you looking for?"
At this moment, a middle-aged man in his forties walked out of the door and asked Chen Anhe.
Chen Anhe looked over. The skinny old man in front of him was wearing a pair of taped glasses, a faded cotton-padded jacket, and a small black felt hat on his head.
Chen Anhe recognized him at a glance. He was the third master of this courtyard house, the abacus master and door god, Yan Bugui.
"Hello, sir. I want to ask if Yi Zhonghai lives here.”Chen Anhe asked, pretending not to know.
"There is a Yi Zhonghai in our department. Young man, what is your relationship with him?”
When he heard that they were here to look for Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui's face flashed with astonishment.
The young man in front of him was wearing patched clothes and carrying a tattered bag. Judging from his attire, he was most likely from the countryside to the city to seek refuge with his relatives.
These things were not uncommon in the past two years.
But did Yi Zhonghai have any relatives?
Wasn't he cut off?
Yi Zhonghai is my uncle." Chen Anhe said.
"What?" Yan Bugui widened his eyes and asked with uncertainty,""Are you Old Yi's nephew?"
"Isn't he…"
Yan Bugui was only assigned to this courtyard house after the Liberation of China.
Yi Zhonghai was already living here when he moved in.
All these years, she had never seen or even heard of Yi Zhonghai having any relatives.
Yan Bugui and most of the people in the Siheyuan thought that Yi Zhonghai's Yi family had already lost its lineage.
Why did a nephew suddenly appear?
"Young man, are you sure your uncle's name is Yi Zhonghai?”Yan Bugui asked.
"Yes, sir, I'm sure." Chen Anhe nodded.
"In that case, come with me.”
"Your uncle is still working at the rolling mill and isn't at home. Your aunt is at home.”
Yan Bugui beckoned Chen Anhe to follow behind him.
When they arrived at the middle court, Yan Bugui walked to Yi Zhonghai's house and knocked on the door." Aunt Yi, come out quickly. Your nephew is here."”
Yan Bugui's voice wasn't soft, and the aunties who were washing the laundry and vegetables in the courtyard heard him clearly.
Everyone's gaze fell on Chen Anhe, who was standing behind Yan Bugui.
"Did I hear wrongly just now? Third Uncle said that the kid was First Uncle's nephew?”
"You didn't hear wrongly. I heard it too.”
"Doesn't this grandpa have no relatives or friends? Why did a nephew suddenly appear?”
"Who said that First Uncle has no relatives? He has a younger sister.”
A middle-aged woman spoke up. She was an old resident of this courtyard and had seen Yi Hongmei before.
"First Uncle has a younger sister?"
The aunties immediately became curious and started to ask around.
"First Uncle's younger sister is called Yi Hongmei. She used to live in this courtyard. In 1946, didn't the land reform divide the land? Yi Hongmei and her husband returned to their hometown.”
"He didn't come back after that. That's why you people who came later didn't know that First Uncle had a younger sister.”
Upon hearing this, the aunties finally understood. Then, they began to discuss the purpose of Chen Anhe's visit.
After some debate, the aunties agreed that Chen Anhe's visit was a visit from a weasel to a chicken. He had ill intentions.
He knew that Yi Zhonghai had been cut off from his family and had let his nephew eat his uncle's family.
This kind of situation was not uncommon in both rural and urban areas.
In order to get their hands on the properties of this 'destitute' family, they would come up with all kinds of tricks to scheme against the other party.
Moreover, the people who did such things were often the closest relatives and clansmen of the family. Usually, they were brothers, sisters, nephews, and nephews.
This was especially true for families like this. Once the man passed away first, a woman would not be able to support the family at all. She would be bullied by the clansmen and the family's assets would be divided up. The woman would not have the power to resist and could only helplessly walk down the path of death.
A few aunties were discussing in low voices. On the other side, an aunty opened the door and walked out.
"Third Uncle, what did you call me for just now?”
A middle-aged woman looked at Yan Bugui and asked. She had been preparing to cook and hadn't heard what Yan Bugui had said.
"He's an auntie. Look at who this is.”
Yan Bugui chuckled and pointed at Chen Anhe.
"And you are?" A middle-aged woman sized up Chen Anhe. He looked familiar, but she couldn't remember.
Chen Anhe knew that the auntie would not recognize him. After all, he had been brought to Shi City when he was only two years old. It had been so many years since they last met. How could she recognize him?
Chen Anhe quickly stood up and introduced himself,""Aunt, I'm Chen Anhe. My mother is Yi Hongmei.”
When the auntie heard the names Chen Anhe and Yi Hongmei, her heart skipped a beat.
Memories flooded in.
"Are you An He?"
A middle-aged woman hugged Chen Anhe's shoulders and looked around. The more she looked, the more Chen Anhe's face overlapped with her memory. She was extremely excited.
It was no wonder that the auntie was so excited. After Chen Anhe was weaned, she had been taking care of him until he was two years old when he was taken away to Shi City by Yi Hongmei and his wife.
At that time, she took care of Chen Anhe as if he was her own son.
When Chen Anhe was taken away, she was so sad that she couldn't stop crying.
At this moment, when she saw Chen Anhe's familiar face again, the auntie's eyes could not help but turn red.
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