My uncle-in-law and aunt are both from the village, and they have lived in the village for most of their lives, but their household registration is non-agricultural household registration: my uncle-in-law has been a small cadre in the township government since the 50s, and then the township became a commune, and he was the director of the commune-revolutionary committee for almost 20 years, until the revolutionary committee became a township again, and then he "took a back seat" when he reached a certain age, and later stayed in the township government until he retired. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A good old man, even when the two factions fought during the special period, the uncle-in-law did not do anything bad to anger and resentment, but when the other faction came, he ran faster and ran faster, and they all ran to the mountains and hid for several months.

If you don't run, you can't do it, if you get caught, you will be shot, and even the trial will be saved.

No one is right or wrong, and that was the case back then, and people decades later couldn't figure it out.

The most interesting thing is that husbands and wives, fathers, sons, mothers and daughters are of different factions, which is called a lively!

When the situation stabilized, he returned to the Revolutionary Committee and continued to be his chairman of the Revolutionary Committee, and he did not think about retaliation.

As for the aunt, she worked in the silk factory very early, and returned to the village after retiring at the age of 50. So in the 70s, the aunt's family was able to rebuild the house, and the house on this section of the street was the latest of the aunt's house, although it has been more than 30 years.

Hollow villages and shell villages are like this, and the center of the village is almost empty.

Zhang Nan's thing seems to be a bit lacking in morality, because it is generally impossible to pry other people's house numbers, otherwise it is good to be scolded, and if you are not careful, you will be beaten violently!

But Zhang Nan doesn't care this time, because it is an old house that is about to collapse completely, and you can also be regarded as a member of the village, no one cares about you.

The uncle, who was already 80 years old, heard that this little blue door number was useful, so he took it and looked at it.

handed it back to Zhang Nan, as if recalling it, and said: "The door number here should have been installed when I was eight or nine years old, so it should be three-five or six-year, when Twenty-Eight was still a town, but now it has become a village."

There are already thousands of households here, and now... Alas, they all went to the city. ”

I feel emotional, especially in the center of the village, which was bustling decades ago, and now there are really no people.

After finishing speaking, he pointed to another small piece of wood on the side of the lintel that had been pried off the door number that had been completely faded, and said: "That piece of wood should have been installed at the beginning of 51, when the twenty-eight were renamed Gaoxiang Township, I just came to the township government to work for more than half a year, and I am still responsible for bringing people to count people."

The original Republic of China door plate was of good quality, and it didn't say that it was going to be pried off, so I asked people to nail it on the side.

Later, I learned that the people in charge of other townships and towns were basically 'advanced' than me, and all of them were too advanced, and they all dismantled the original house numbers.

Fortunately, the boss didn't say anything, otherwise he might have been criticized. ”

Full of memories, Zhang Nan was a good student on the side.

When my uncle-in-law said this, he pointed to the door frame that was already crooked, and said, "You see there is a piece of plastic on the side of this door frame, which I nailed when I retired. ”

He has lived in the village for most of his life and worked in the township for more than 30 years, and his uncle is a living dictionary in the village.

The house number is white on a blue background, with a circle of white on the side, very thick, and there is a small hole for nails in each of the four corners. More than half a century has passed, and it looks like there are still 9 percent of the new, and the quality is very good!

For a long time before the liberation, Yan County and the old Jiang's hometown next door Fenghua belonged to the same Yongcheng Prefecture, and almost all the soldiers in the county were from the Central Army, with first-class equipment and treatment, and they were promoted quickly.

There have been robbers in Yan County since ancient times, and the combat effectiveness of the national-army soldiers from Yan County during the Anti-Japanese War was also first-class, and they were proper and reliable for the veterans at the beginning, and they did not know how many children of Yan County were sacrificed during the Anti-Japanese War.

Being a soldier is a descendant, I didn't think that even the house number reflects the level of "descendant of the descendant", this quality is absolutely leveraged!

Needless to say, the quality of the plastic door number in the 80s is faded and cracked, and the piece of wood nailed in the 50s would not have been recognized by Zhang Nan if his uncle-in-law had not said that it was a door number.

"How much is this thing worth?"

"At least a few hundred bigger, and if there is a suitable buyer, I can sell it for one or two thousand. But it won't be sold, and it's your own collection. ”

Suitable buyers refer to collectors who play local antiques, and non-local players generally do not want this kind of house cards. And a few hundred is "very valuable", that is the statement to the uncle.

Of course, the retirement salary of the uncle and aunt is quite a lot, but for the elderly, an enamel iron piece is worth a few hundred yuan.

"Let's go, go ahead and take a look, there should be a few more pieces in this section. ”

If the uncle-in-law says so, Zhang Nan will follow.

Sure enough, three more pieces were found - unfortunately, two of them were nailed to the lintel of the broken house that was no longer inhabited, but I don't know how many years ago the naughty child used a slingshot as a target, and the enamel layer on the top was knocked off a lot, revealing a black iron bottom plate, and the handwriting was missing arms and legs.

It's crippled, it's still badly damaged, and it's not very interesting.

The owner of the third door number knows himself, and the son of this family can also be regarded as Zhang Nan's playmate who took him to play when he came to live at his aunt's house for a period of time, and he is four or five years older than himself.

"This piece of Su Han's family is good. ”

"They still live here?"

I haven't seen this childhood friend for many years, and seeing that this old house at the end of the Qing Dynasty is still inhabited for hundreds of years, it can only show that my childhood friend is not mixing well.

Calling him Su Han since he was a child, Zhang Nan didn't know whether this "Su" was a surname or a word in his first name.

And he has never seen Su Han's mother since he was a child, his father is an honest man, he only knows that he works in the fields honestly, and their family was very poor when he was young, which makes Su Han seem to work in the fields without graduating from junior high school.

Hearing Zhang Nan's question, his uncle-in-law said: "Su Han's health was not very good in the first two years, he was at home, but he worked outside a few years ago, and his health seems to be better this year...

Let's go, go ahead, the street sign on the street should still be there. ”

Zhang Nan was satisfied with a house number, but he didn't think that even the original street number plate was still there!

It's really not far, Su Han's house is separated by two families from his aunt's house, and the old house where the street sign is located is four or five rooms away from Su Han's house, and it is nailed to the gray-white wall that is not more than 4 meters high.

In addition to the collapsed houses, the aunt and Su Han are now inhabited by the two families of Auntie and Su Han, and the other houses have also become warehouses for miscellaneous items—those residents have either built new houses on the outskirts of the village or have moved to the town and the city.

The rectangular street sign is the same color as the door number in the hand, but it is much larger, about 40 centimeters by 15 centimeters. Looking up, it looks very well preserved: the first row of small characters "Jiangnan Province Yongcheng Prefecture District Yan County Fourth District Twenty-eight Du Town", the next book "Street".

Zhang Nan immediately knew that this was a good thing, but he didn't understand why he didn't pay attention to it decades ago?

Even if it has been seventeen or eighteen years since I started playing antiques, I have been here dozens of times during this period, and I still haven't paid attention!

Too familiar, but easy to ignore.

Those who took out the old house to "step on the ground" actually didn't steal it, it is estimated that the place where it is located is a narrow T-junction, although no one passes, but if it is not for the people of the village, it is estimated that they will not have the courage to pry it.

This is the uncle-in-law asked, "Are you using this thing?"

"Good stuff!"

"Then you pry it off. ”

"Uncle, isn't it okay to be seen?"

It's still a little embarrassing in broad daylight.

Now the uncle-in-law smiled and said, "I'm here, who will say?"

I watched it nail it, and there was that time in '51, and if I hadn't told me to keep it, it would have been pried off a long time ago.

For more than 70 years, it has been on it long enough, and if the house collapses one day, it will be nothing, and in your hands for a few decades, people will still know that there was once this street.

Go and call Su Han, their house should have a ladder, there is a beginning and an end, I will watch it pry it down!"

At that moment, Zhang Nan felt that his uncle-in-law was very domineering!

has been the director of the local Revolutionary Committee for more than 20 years, and Zhang Nan's grandmother was the third generation of the village's wife when she was alive, this generation is ridiculously high!

Even if someone passes by and sees Zhang Nan prying the street sign, even if he is a sixty or seventy-year-old person, he probably has to stop and ask Zhang Nan: "Uncle, do you want to help?"

The cow exploded!

Who's going to say?

Ownerless things, say a hair!

Go and call Su Han, he is really at home.

My childhood friend seemed to be in better health in the past six months, so he went to carry the ladder, and finally Su Han climbed up and knocked down the street sign carefully.

Zhang Nan was afraid of heights, and he was even more panicked about this kind of ladder made of bamboo, and his heart was not steady.

After doing it here, as soon as he heard that this thing was useful, Su Han said that he would pry the piece of their house and send it to Zhang Nan.

How embarrassing it is.

"It's not just a small piece of iron, I plan to change the house during this time, and the house in Deyong will be sold to me cheaply, and the house number will be gone. ”

Deyong, who is also Zhang Nan's childhood friend, has already moved to the city. Their house is only a few dozen meters away from here, and it is a two-story small western-style building built in the late 80s, and it is useless to keep it.

You're welcome then, pry!

I was embarrassed to give money, so I went to the small supermarket at the entrance of the village and bought a Chinese cigarette and gave it to Su Han - he smoked, although he may be reluctant to smoke this Chinese cigarette himself, but there is a saying that "China can be exchanged for money", and he can't let his old friends suffer.

The village went around again, and there was no similar house number, and too many old houses had collapsed and been rebuilt.

Later, Zhang Nan asked a framer to directly make three door numbers into a beautiful frame, which made his local Tibetan friends very envious - the collection is not a personal home, many times it is not how much it is worth, this is the earliest house number that can be found in the whole city (Yan County was withdrawn from the county in 1995 to set up a city), good things!

When the Tibetan friends saw Zhang Nan's snort, they set off to look for it in various towns and villages, but they couldn't find the fourth piece - 51 years have been knocked out, where to find it?

Aren't there still two broken house numbers still on Twenty Eight Streets, where have they gone?

Not long after Zhang Nan pried the door number, after a few heavy rains, almost all those old houses collapsed, and even if they didn't fall, they were basically demolished by the village because they were completely dilapidated houses.

My uncle-in-law was right that time, if Zhang Nan didn't pry, there would be nothing in the future.

Later, a Tibetan friend who loves the study of local history offered Zhang Nan 10,000 yuan to transfer, but Zhang Nan ignored it - "Don't even think about the things at my grandmother's house!"

Childhood memories, which cannot be sold.

......

The path in the woods should have been much wider a few decades ago, as Basloan had said, as had happened to Berchtesgaden.

Half an hour later, a group of people climbed up the ridge along a path, and there was indeed a glacial lake surrounded by mountains, estimated to be more than a kilometer long and three or four hundred meters wide.

It was said to be a small lake, but that is also compared to Lake St. Wolfgang.

Everyone is not in a hurry to go down the mountain, so they use their glasses to observe first.

Zhang Nan saw several old houses on the east side of the mountain near the lake, two of which were supposed to be made of reinforced concrete, and there were no other buildings that could be found visually in other places around the lake.

It is very refreshing, and it is difficult to say whether there are hidden buildings in the surrounding mountains, and the mountains are high and the forests are dense. But one thing is very good, there are no inhabitants in the valley.

At this time, Guan Xingquan took off his glasses and pointed to a mountain peak in the distance in the east and said, "It may have been a sentry or radar station before. ”

When Zhang Nan heard this, he looked at it with 7 times his glasses: the woods on the top of the hill that Guan Lao Da pointed out were very low, revealing a low building.

According to the division in the telescope, the mountain peak is about 2.5 kilometers away from his side, and it is difficult to say how far a person walks.

Take out the military map and compare, the height of the opposite mountain peak is more than 1,400 meters, and the altitude of Lake Schwarzenbach in front of you is more than 700 meters.

The mountain on the opposite side is steep enough!

Guan Xingquan said on the side: "On the map, there should be no road on the other side of the mountain, and it is much farther away from the small town of Bourgao in the east than St. Wolfgang in the back. ”

Zhang Nan felt reasonable, although the cable car was long gone, but that place would have to be checked up at that time.

"Let's take a look at the situation below. ”

Zhang Nan said.

Looking around, a group of people went down the mountain with their equipment on their backs.

Adolf Eichmann only made a small cross on the map, which made it difficult to determine whether the treasure was near the lake or the radar station above it - the Allies would never repair the cable car if it was blown up completely.

In this way, if you bury something under the radar station and destroy the buildings on top of it, it is very likely that the Allied soldiers who go to check it will not be killed a second time, or even not go to investigate it once.

The steep slope of more than 600 meters was reluctant to go up to the American GIs who enjoyed the fruits of victory at that time.

Even if it is hidden in the ground of a building near the lake, it is difficult to spot: there should be no village nearby, and at most there were people growing grapes in the valley when there was an easy road to connect them.

Now to engage in tourism, the side of Lake St. Wolfgang alone is enough for the locals to "eat", and investing here is a loss-making move that costs the people and money.

If no one comes, the secret can be kept.