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Chapter 309 Repair the old house

Feng Yanhong finally felt more relaxed these days, and she kept in touch with the construction team that was repairing the house.

Feng Yanhong also contacted Cheng Li and several engineering teams introduced by friends.

After reading it, most of them just shook their heads and no one dared to answer it.

Feng Yanhong was confused. It was just a house repair project, so why were she still unwilling to take it on?

Cheng Li had spent many years renovating his courtyard house, but after seeing this house, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"We are not outsiders, so I will tell the truth." Cheng Li spoke after the other work teams left.

"This house is quite old. Anyone who has never done such an ancient house restoration would definitely not dare to do it."

"If anything goes wrong, the century-old house will be ruined."

Feng Yanhong looked a little solemn, "Isn't it possible that no one can cultivate it?"

"It's not like it can't be repaired..." Cheng Li frowned slightly and looked back at the huge mansion.

"First, you have to look at the policy. I think if this area is classified as a demolition area, then there is no need to repair it."

He only recently found out that there is a demolition policy for these old houses. If he had known this, he should not have sold the house in the alley and waited for replacement.

"Secondly, even if you want to restore it, you have to find experts in this field. If such a big house is repaired to look different, it will become a joke."

Feng Yanhong nodded, "I understand what you mean. Do you know any experts in this field?"

Experts are still needed. It will not be easy for them to demolish such a big house.

Cheng Li scratched his head and said with a smile: "Hey, you really look up to your uncle Cheng Li. I don't know any experts, but I do know that there is a professor of ancient architecture at Beijing University who is very knowledgeable in this field. He seems to be named Meng.

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"Professor Meng from Beijing University, Cheng, I'll go and inquire about it right away."

When Feng Yanhong got home, she made several calls and asked around, but no one knew Professor Meng.

Feng Yanhong then thought about Teacher Shi again. She was also a teacher at the university. Would she know him?

With the attitude of giving it a try, she called Nanbianer again. Teacher Shi and the students were still in the experimental field, so she could only wait for the afternoon call.

Qin Zheng helped her find out that the old house was not within the scope of the current planned demolition.

Now Feng Yanhong felt relieved. As long as it would not be demolished, it would not be unfair even if she spent more money to repair it.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, she did not wait for Teacher Shi's call back, but she did wait for Li Boshan's call.

"Daughter-in-law, what's the emergency with me?"

Feng Yanhong pursed her lips and said angrily: "I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for Teacher Shi."

"..." Li Boshan was stunned for two seconds, then let out a disappointed voice and called Teacher Shi to answer the phone.

"Yanhong, why do you suddenly think of me, an old man?" Teacher Shi smiled and glanced at Li Boshan from the corner of his eye, with a vague sense of pride.

"I'm sorry to bother you. I want to ask you about someone. He is a professor of ancient architecture at Beijing University. Do you know Professor Meng?"

"Lao Meng, why do I know him? Are you looking for something to do with him?"

Feng Yanhong was very happy, "I want Professor Meng to help me look at the house."

"An ancient house? That's great. Lao Meng likes to see ancient houses. Just wait, I'll call him right now."

It can be heard that the relationship between Teacher Shi and Professor Meng is not bad, and there is also a faint excitement.

Before Feng Yanhong could thank her, Teacher Shi hung up the phone with a bang.

Feng Yanhong held the phone receiver with a confused look on her face.

Two minutes after hanging up the phone, Teacher Shi called again.

"Yanhong, just wait at home. I have given Lao Meng your phone number. He will call you later."

Teacher Shi sounded like he had done something great.

"Okay, okay, thank you..."

"Pah!" Before Feng Yanhong could finish her words, the phone was hung up again.

"Well......"

Feng Yanhong had no choice but to put down the phone. Before she could take it back, the phone rang again.

"Hello, hello." Feng Yanhong answered the phone very quickly.

"It's Xiao Feng, right? Where is the house you want to see? Can you see it now?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was vigorous and urgent.

"Ah? Professor Meng?"

"Yes, yes, just call me Lao Meng. Can I go and see the house?" Professor Meng's voice became more and more urgent.

"Professor Meng, it's already dark now. Let's make an appointment early tomorrow morning."

Feng Yanhong wanted to laugh helplessly. This was the first time she had seen such a person. She obviously wanted to ask the old man for help, but it seemed like she had given him a great benefit.

"Oh, yes, it's too dark to see, so we'll do it early tomorrow morning."

Feng Yanhong briefly talked about the situation of the house. After hearing this, Professor Meng became even more excited and eager, and could not hide her smile over the phone.

"Then I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

"No, no, I'm informing my two students now that I know the place you mentioned. We can go there ourselves."

"Okay, please."

After making an appointment with Professor Meng and hanging up the phone, Feng Yanhong felt as if she was in a dream.

Feng Yanhong arrived at the old house before the appointed time. Unexpectedly, Professor Meng had already brought two students and stood in front of the door.

As soon as I got off the car, I heard the old man saying sadly: "It's only been a few decades, and it has become like this!"

It seemed that that person was Professor Meng. Feng Yanhong quickly approached and saw Professor Meng touching the stone pillar in front of the door with uncontrollable heartache.

"What a waste of natural resources!"

Feng Yanhong walked up and said, "Hello, is this Professor Meng?"

"Are you...Xiao Feng?" Professor Meng turned around and adjusted his glasses and asked.

"Yes, I am Feng Yanhong. I was the one who spoke to you yesterday." Feng Yanhong introduced herself and shook hands with Professor Meng.

Professor Meng introduced his two students, Chang Chuan and Jiao Yu.

"I didn't expect you to be so young. You only came back to this house two years ago, right?"

Professor Meng had long inquired about this house, and was lucky enough to visit it once twenty years ago.

It's just that his situation was not very good at that time. Later, he was sent to the countryside for a few years, and it was only in these years that he got better.

I didn't expect to have the opportunity to visit this house. It's really great.

"Yes, this is my husband's ancestral home. My parents-in-law wanted to repair it. I found many construction teams, but they all refused to take on the job, so I asked about you. Could you please take a look at it."

Feng Yanhong said as she opened the door with the key.

"The pair of white and jade stone lions in front of the door probably don't match well. I don't know who did it. What a beautiful pair of lions."

"And the horse post has also been messed up, eh..."

After Professor Meng entered the door, he was even more heartbroken and wished he could beat his chest and feet.

Feng Yanhong was frightened when she heard this, and she was also full of doubts in her heart. She obviously felt that the house was okay, but why did it seem to be in turmoil and leaking everywhere when it came to Professor Meng's mouth?


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