Shanghai Chengcai has changed the old man, and the aunty uncle was sad behind the joy ...

After 30 years

House renovation of old miles below Shanghai

Recently ended!

The old reform that has been looking forward to for many years finally dreams come true

People knock on gongs and drums, cheer

Behind joy is also a little sad

Sixty -70 -year -old aunts and uncle

I have lived here for most of my life

Although there are many cramped and embarrassed

But after all, the best years have been left

Farewell to the old residence and move towards a new life

The youth of the old Shanghai people is hidden into the dusty smoke

Binbin Food Store

In October 2021, Yangpu Pingliang Road and Guiyang Road, the old renovation base has not disappeared.

No. 2279 Pingliang Road is where Liu Chunhong was born. When she was young, she was a textile worker at the Twelve Factory of Guomian. After her son was born, she resigned to open a shop in order to help her livelihood. In 1997, Liu Chunhong's "Binbin Food Store" opened on Pingliang Road. The 21.6 square meter house "front shop and back house". The side of the street was placed with shelves and food, and the bedroom was on the inside. Over the past 24 years, a shop has supported three generations.

In the old album, Liu Chunhong had long straight hair, and took a photo with his son like his sister. "This is Binbin's 17th birthday, this is 15 years old, 10 years old ..." In the photo, this handsome boy is always surrounded by a group of people in the center. "This is my favorite one." Liu Chunhong pointed at one of them. Binbin, who was just 10 years old in the picture, stood on his own balcony, behind him was the big chimney of the Yangshu Power Power Plant.

The bedroom is only 8 square meters, and washing machines and wardrobes were placed at the door. The narrow aisle was extremely difficult to turn around. The deepest part of the room just put a narrow bed with a wide 1.2 -meter wide, a small TV at the end of the bed, all corners were used, leaving almost no gap. The couple were busy in the store every day and "drilled" into this small nest at night. At that time, Liu Chunhong often said to her husband: "Boiled again, just cook until the child goes to college."

In March last year, when a paper was changed to Pingliang Road, Liu Chunhong reluctantly turned off the food store named after his son. "I definitely can't bear it. Originally, the old house rely on this operation, and the monthly income could be more than 10,000 yuan." But more reluctance is that the shop carries Liu Chunhong's entire youth.

"I moved for two days." She pulled out a copper black teapot and spoon from the corner of the kitchen, saying that it was a heirloom left by her mother. "People from antique shops told me yesterday that this can be sold at a good price. I thought about it myself, but I didn't want to sell it." A set of teapots and copper spoons that could not be said for many years, recorded Liu Chunhong's mother When he was young, he took a family's mark from the countryside to Shanghai.

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Hidden "蟋蟀 World"

Dinghai Road Street's old reform base, a old house on No. 196 Guiyang Road, the brothers Tang Chunxiao and Tang Chunfeng were born here from childhood. "This is my grandfather's house. It turned out to be only 16 square meters, and later built 28 square meters by himself." Tang Chunxiao said.

The old house was not big, but 8 people lived. "My brother, sister and old parents live downstairs. My son lives upstairs. The location here is good, and young people are convenient to work." After entering the door, the environment in the house became very dim. The screams are becoming more and more obvious. In the innermost of the old house, Tang Chunxiao's brother Tang Chunfeng's "蟋蟀 world" hidden here.

The door of the room was opened, and there was a hole in the house. The gray pottery is filled with a wall, and more than 40 rushes to scream, forming a unique sonata in this busy room. "The row outside is my favorite." He teased the cricket in the jar with grass, "Look at these, big heads, thick necks, born as athletes."

Tang Chunfeng has been playing with a lot of time, and has been spent in the sound of youth. "When I was a kid, I watched an adult playing, and I also caught one. Many neighbors nearby were playing. I often played together and played together without gambling." Tang Chunfeng described this like a boxing game. The mood is good. "

"Now everyone has moved away, raising them to listen, as a companion." In the evening, Tang Chunfeng began to feed with a small spoon to help them pair. "I used to go to Shandong and Henan, but now I can only place an order on the Internet because of the epidemic.

Tang Chunfeng was a chef when he was young. As early as 1988, he opened a restaurant with a boom in business nearby. In 1992, the hotel industry was downturn. He moved to Guangdong to develop, and after a few years, he brought his operating experience back to Shanghai. The hotel's business is ups and downs, and so is life. Tang Chunfeng got married in his early years, and later got married, and he returned to his lively old house.

Before moving, Tang Chunfeng opened the small refrigerator and carefully took out a glassware. "This is the egg under the 的. After mixing it with yellow sand and mud, put it in the refrigerator of 28 degrees Celsius, and Xiaoyu will be born in 20 days."

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"She is beautiful when she is young!"

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The old changed, the move was moved, and the large furniture could not be taken away. There was only a very old "skewers" and vegetable cabinet. Gu Zhengkang and He Xiufen insisted on taking it away. "This vegetable cabinet has used my mother for a lifetime. 'String Boitai' was also uploaded by the ancestors. Now it is difficult for Shanghai to find it." At the age of 15, Nanchang Aircraft Manufacturing Company went to Shanghai to recruit workers. An apprentice. "After three months of operation, I was a second-level worker after two years." "Harvest" No. 2 transport aircraft, (later renamed "Yun-5"), is the first domestic aircraft to participate in manufacturing. "I need to carry people when I test flight. I first sat on my own plane." At that time, the old Gu Gu was still very clear. "Now I think I still feel a sense of accomplishment during that time, but I just suffered my wife ..."

He Xiufen had excellent academic science when he was young. After graduating from Shanghai High School at the age of 17, he led his team to Xinjiang's branch as a team of Central Captains and engaged in financial accounting. After being introduced with Gu Zhengkang, she took the initiative to transfer to Jiangxi and accompany her husband to live in a factory dormitory. In 2006, the old Gu returned to Shanghai after retiring with his wife. Although the old neighborhood was not good, the two had a sense of belonging back to their homeland.

There is a note on the washing table in the room, which is written on it with a beautiful handwriting: "There must be small washbasins and small towels in the pool, and water must be water in the plastic basin."

He Xiufen explained to the reporter's origin: "Every time I came back from the outside after the epidemic, I had to wash my hands first. But there was only one faucet in the house. I especially love cleanliness, so he asked him not to touch the faucet before washing his hands, otherwise I would spray boneness everywhere. "So I had this small washbasin and a small towel, so that the old Gu Gu could complete the wash hands when I entered the door without touching anything. action.

The wife loves cleanliness, and can be seen from the clean exhaust fan cover and a dragging floor.

"I am Ma Daha, and always forget, she posted a note for me." Gu Gu said with a smile: "At home, she is the boss'. Don't look at it now, in fact, she is beautiful when she was young ... ... "

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"Painter" who opened the small hotel

Wang Weimin was born in an old house at 168 Yangpu Dinghai Port Road in 1962. It was not until the end of last year at the end of last year. He liked to paint from an early age, but "painting can't be eaten as a meal." "Of the three of our brothers, only I am a high myopia, many jobs cannot be done, and there is no college diploma." He described himself that he was "shed tears every day to find direction." Opening a restaurant is the only way out.

"The west of our old house on the west of the house along the Neijiang Road, I broke the wall and opened a cave, opened a snack bar, and made a living by selling noodles." That year, he was 26 years old. , Ride a bicycle to the cutting factory on the Yangshu Road. "The shop can't afford the chef, so I will learn from the old master myself. 30 pounds of noodles, you can cook 60 bowls of noodles, you can't cook a bowl."

The snack bar is distributed with sawing piercing plants, machinery factories, seventeen woolen spinning factories and other plants. Factory employees have become the main source of customers in the store. "I do whatever I want to eat." The meal of a private restaurant is more delicious than the factory cafeteria. The business of the shop is popular, and the dishes are gradually diverse. From noodle snacks to various fried dishes. "When the most 'high -end", we also do bullfrogs and steamed river eels. "

At noon, the workers came to eat after get off work. Every guest who entered the door like to eat, Wang Weimin had a lot of heart. "I feel like a teahouse in the writing of Mr. Lao She's writing. It is a wonderful thing to deal with various people." It is a wonderful thing. "

The shop is operated until the early morning. "Workers should eat supper after overtime. I will say hello before get off work and tell me when I get off work at night, and I will keep the shop. Even if there are only one or two people, I will wait until the early morning."

After running a restaurant, Wang Weimin will draw. He is good at sketching of pen painting. After decades, he has been practicing frequently.

"At the end of last year, the old reform began to implement the old reform. I knew that I was going to move, so I hurried to take photos everywhere." From Pingliang Road, Neijiang Road, to Boyang Road, Dinghai Road, he walked at the old reform base every day. From Deep along the road along the street, he took a lot of photos in every corner, and painted it at the photo after returning.

On the road, the people at the door of Yuanhua Supermarket and the wholesale of Xianguo wholesale came to the car and went to the car. The small restaurant was full of diners; in the twists and turns, the neighborhood neighbors moved the small stool to sit at the door "Ga Sanhu" ... Time seemed to be like Fixed there.

"After the old changed, after the house was pushed down, it would become a high -rise building, and the memories of the past disappeared. I want to record the history of 146 neighborhoods, keep our live life, and tell people who live here. , I have come out a few college students ... "

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No longer "throw" my sister in this life

On the second floor of No. 522 Shunchang Road in Huangpu District, Wang Lishan silently took out his sister's clothes from the cabinet, stacked, and put it in the packaging box. On July 24th, the old houses of Jianguo East Road, where her old house was located, and 67 neighborhood East Blocks, the old reform of the East Block of East Block took effect. = "filed">

The 67 -year -old Wang Lishan is 10 years old and the surrounding neighbors know the sisters. One is because their home has already taken out the restaurant on the first floor of the old house on the second floor very early, and the conditions are good among neighbors; the second is because their sisters are deeply affectionate, and the younger sister has taken care of disabled sister for many years. Because of such a special family situation, in this old reform, Wang Lishan was anxious and tangled.

Wang Lishan's sister was disabled because of illness at the age of three. From then on, her legs and feet were inconvenient and their intellectual development was slow. At that time, Wang Lishan lived with his parents and brothers, and did not feel that it was difficult to take care of her sister. My sister was inconvenient to walk, and my father helped her away; the sister had to go downstairs through the steep stairs, and the brothers took turns carrying her. Sister to eat sometimes to feed her, and her mother would feed her ...

On one occasion, Wang Lishan lost his sister carelessly. That time, the two took the bus together. Before going home, she suddenly remembered that the day before, she went out to play, and the bicycle stopped somewhere outside. She was worried that the bicycle would lose and want to go to the bicycle quickly. She thought, letting her sister take a car home first, and rode a bicycle to the station to pick up her sister. "Our family is near the terminal. At the end of the terminal, my sister should know getting out of the car." But later, the sister was gone.

Three days later, when the family thought that her sister lost it, her sister limped back. Wang Lishan is still guilty about losing his sister. From then on, she made up her mind: she could no longer "throw" her sister in this life.

Later, the brothers became home and moved out. The parents were older, and the restaurant was a little unsatisfactory. Wang Lishan's factory is not good. She is laid off and go home to help her parents take care of business, which is also convenient for her sister together.

For Wang Lishan, the most difficult day was the years of his parents died. "First of all, my father died, and then the mother fell ill, paralyzed on the bed, and needed to take care of it." Wang Lishan hired a nanny to help her take care of her mother and sister. In the summer night in Shanghai, the stuffy and humid, four people squeezed in a 14 -square -meter room, long night ...

After the death of the mother, only two sisters were left in the old house. Wang Lishan wanted to take care of her sister, and she had to take care of the hotel business. She couldn't be busy. Later, the hotel simply closed the hotel and packed the first floor to other people to operate.

This is the later Jiangxi Hotel -a net red stall running a special dish of Jiangxi. It is said that before the epidemic, the dinner was lined up for two hours in the hottest, and the monthly flowing water was as high as 600,000 yuan.

"If you don't have to do it, the old house can't move." Wang Lishan always remembered his mother's words.

Therefore, in the face of the old reform, she was very entangled: the surrounding residents were embarrassed. She looked at it since she was a child. Sister, I want to invite a nanny, and now even the nanny may not be willing to live in such a house ...

Thinking about it, in the end, Wang Lishan agreed to sign the contract. "Change a new environment and a good environment, I invite a nanny to my sister, take care of her and take care of me. In the future, we can always care for the elderly."

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"Mother seems to be still by my side"

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No. 381, Jinling East Road, the location of Baoxingli, the first neighborhood committee in Shanghai, New China. Huang Zujing was born in Baoxing and was the daughter of Shan Yibao, the first director of the neighborhood committee. In her memory, when the neighborhood committee had no office when she was established, her mother used her guest hall as a place for the office and meeting of the neighborhood committee.

On July 20 this year, Huang Zujing returned to the old house two years after he moved away from Baoxingli, and took a photo in the guest hall of the residents' office that year. "After moving, what I can't bear to be most reluctant is this guest hall. My mother has left for more than 20 years, but this room is still there, and my mother seems to be still with me."

Before the founding of New China, Baoxingli was a famous place for hidden dirt in the old Shanghai. "I listened to my mother that Baoxingli was very poor. When I walked on the road, I met a hooligan.

Wang Yibai, the initiator and organizer of the Shanghai First Neighborhood Committee, came to Baoxingli, Huang Zujing's mother, Shan Yibao, was the mother of five children. "Wang Yibai found that her mother was very capable and guided her to do work. She walked out of the house without hesitation and participated in the welfare meeting. It was 9 years as soon as she did it."

At that time, the neighborhood committee was not called the "neighborhood committee" and "welfare association". At the time of its establishment, there was no office. "My guest hall has 20 square meters, and there is an eight immortal table in the middle. Mother will freely leave the house at home for everyone to work and meet."

"There is a well in the 300 Nong Tang, a board is placed on the well. She thinks she is serving the masses. "From a small to large, her mother's words deeply affected Huang Zujing.

The houses in Baoxing in Baoxing were mostly built between 1916 and 1944. The years are gone and the house is aging. With the completion of the surrounding high -rise buildings, residents of the old miles below the second level are facing the simple and crowded living environment, and the basic living facilities are seriously lacking.
In July 2019, Baoxingli started the old reform. "We are the golden area. Not long ago, our family had just been renovated. But the old reform was the policy of benefiting the people, and she should support support." Huang Zujing said to herself that if her mother was still there, she would definitely do this.

Later, Huang Zujing bought a new house in the community where his son lived with compensation, and lived up and downstairs with his son's family. What makes her most comfortable is the sun in the room.

Last spring, Huang Zujing returned to Baoxingli and saw that the old house door had been removed. "I'm afraid that after the old house is dismantled, I can't recognize where my house is in." She turned around in the hall, and finally found the logo: "There is a new building opposite Zhejiang Road, then there is a new building, then then It will not be dismantled, walking from there, counting to the seventh brick is the alley of my family ... "

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