C19 There was a dead man in there

Helpless, Fan Lao San brought the gift back. On the way back, Fan Lao San was thinking, "Director Qin is truly a good and selfless leader, taking care of his subordinates, giving himself such a good house without even taking a gift."

But when he thought of the unnatural smile that Chairman Qin had just given him, Fan Lao San felt uncertain. But no matter what, his family was finally able to live in a big house. This was something to be happy about.

After returning home, Fan Lao San told the news to the whole family, and everyone cheered excitedly for the entire night.

Yang Qianyun saw that Fan Lao had brought the gift back, and even said that Fan Lao San wasn't sensible at all, and even took back the gift they had given him. Since Fan Lao San could only tell him the truth, he had no choice but to admit that Chairman Qin didn't want to take their gift.

After a happy night, the family was so excited that they almost couldn't fall asleep. Even their son, who was almost a year old, seemed to have joined in the fun, causing most of the commotion before he fell asleep.

Over the next few days, the Fan family was once again brimming with a sense of happiness, and even going to work became a lot more energetic.

In the blink of an eye, Monday arrived. During the weekend, the entire family packed their things and waited for the afternoon to move.

After lunch, Fan Lao San was already waiting at the door of the factory manager's office. After about half an hour, factory director Qin returned, and when Fan Lao saw factory director Qin, he felt like he was looking at a family member.

"Ol 'Three, come into my office and sit down in a chair across from my desk."

Qin Guan smacked his butt on the sofa and said to Fan Xian, "Happy occasions make you happy. Little Fan, you're moving to a new house, aren't you happy?"

Naturally, Fan Lao San nodded his head and said with a simple and honest smile, "It's all thanks to you taking care of us, or we wouldn't have been able to move into such a good house."

"This is what you deserve. You have contributed your youth to the factory, so you can do whatever you want. This house should be yours. However, you came here a little too late. Your child is almost a year old, right?"

Elder Fan nodded, then shook his head and said, "Not too late, not too late. This house just happened to be right for us. Thank you for your trouble, factory director Qin. My child will be a year old in a month …"

Captain Qin nodded, then opened the drawer of his desk and took out a key. He placed it in front of Fan Lao San and said, "I've already arranged for people to clean up the house, you can move in this afternoon, I'll let you take half a day off. You can go to work tomorrow."

When Fan Lao San saw the key on the table, his heart pounded in excitement. He rubbed his hands together, not knowing where to put it.

"Little Fan, take the key and go back quickly. You might not be able to finish with an afternoon's work …" Superintendent Qin urged.

Naturally, the third brother thanked him profusely and took the key from the table. As he held the key in his hand, his heart was incomparably calm. Even now, he still couldn't believe that he was about to live in a big house.

Just as Fan Lao San was about to leave the factory director's office with the key, Qin Guan suddenly called out to him. He looked like he wanted to say something, but hesitated.

Fan Lao San had some doubts, so he asked: "Chairman Qin, do you have anything else to say?"

After mulling over it for a while, Director Qin seemed to be thinking of a way to put it. After quite a while, he said, "Little Fan, do you have any taboos?"

Fan Xian looked doubtfully at Qin Guan and asked, "Qin Guan, what do you mean?"

"The house I assigned to you is an old one. It's been a long time, so someone might have died in there. Some people even said that there might be something dirty in the house. Anyway, these people are talking about it …" "I've never been to that house before. If you feel uncomfortable living there, you can move back to wait for a while. When you get a new house, I'll arrange for you to go as well …"

Seeing the seriousness in Chairman Qin's words, Fan Lao San was stunned for a moment before saying: "Manager Fan, I am a firm atheist. If these things are not believed, who says that a dead house can't be lived in? Many emperors have died in the Forbidden City. Isn't that where emperors live from generation to generation? "

With a smile, he said, "Since you've told me this, I can relax. In short, if you feel that it's not safe to stay there, then we'll move back for now. We'll arrange things for you later, and this time we'll let you down."

"Supervisor, you have already taken care of our family. Thank you for your help, but there is nothing to feel aggrieved about. Alright, Supervisor Qin, I'll take my leave now. I need to move quickly …" Fan Lao San chuckled, then turned and walked towards the door.

"Wait …" Behind him, Superintendent Qin shouted for him to stop.

He smiled, took out a piece of paper from a drawer, and handed it to Fan Lao San, saying, "Here is the address for your house, you can look it up in accordance with what is written here."

Fan Xian rubbed his head, somewhat embarrassed. "I was so happy just now that I forgot about it. I don't even have an address. Where can I find one?"

Saying this, Fan Lao San took the note from Qin Guan and said goodbye to Qin Guan and left the office.

As he walked out of the office, Fan Lao San suddenly felt that something was amiss with Superintendent Qin today. No matter what, it was an old revolution, so why did he still believe such nonsense? It was really hard to understand.

After taking a leave of absence, Fan Lao San found his good friend Ma Jianguo and had him take half a day off as well to help him move.

Ma Jianguo immediately agreed. This was a joyous occasion and he was happy for his comrades.

Yang Qianyun, his daughter-in-law, had his mother-in-law carry the child. He had already packed up all the things that he moved away, and moved them all to the lower floors. Fan Lao San and Ma Jianguo borrowed a large tricycle from the unit.

The two busied themselves with their work, loading the gifts and furniture onto the tricycle, and then riding it on Ma Jianguo's back towards Old Fan's new home. Old Fan's mother also sat on the tricycle.

As for Fan Lao San, he was riding a 28 year old bicycle with his wife and children as he happily made his way to his new home.