Although he had doubts in his heart, Song Lan knew that now was not the time to ask Wu Dong for clarification, so he naturally did not say much.

When the group reached a fork in the road, Director Zhang stopped and pointed to the left side of the fork. He said, "This is the family quarters that the factory just built last year. There were eight tube buildings. Now there are only one or two units left in some of the buildings. Each unit is about 50 square meters."

Then he pointed to the other side of the fork in the road and said, "Go straight from this road and you will reach the old residential area. Most of the houses there are bungalows, but there are also a few two-story red brick buildings with separate courtyards. In addition, there are also a few bungalows with independent courtyards, each with an area of ​​about 150 square meters."

Looking at Song Lan, Director Zhang asked, "Comrade Song, do you want to live in a bungalow with an independent courtyard, or an old two-story red brick building?"

After a moment's thought, Song Lan asked, "Is it convenient to use water and the toilet?"

"convenient."

Factory Director Zhang responded: "There is running water and a dedicated toilet."

Song Lan asked again: "There are quite a lot of people in our family. I wonder which one has more rooms, a bungalow with a yard or a two-story red brick building?"

"Almost. It's definitely enough for Comrade Song and Comrade Qin's family to live in."

Hearing what Director Zhang said, Song Lan gave her choice: "Then our family should live in a bungalow with a yard. After all, my husband will be unable to move for a long time, and living in a bungalow will be more convenient for him."

"Okay, let's go this way."

Director Zhang smiled and nodded, then led Song Lan and others to the old family quarters.

The ambulance carrying Qin Yanzheng and the large truck slowly followed the group.

After walking for about seven or eight minutes, Director Zhang stopped in front of a courtyard gate. He pushed open the gate and said to Song Lan, "This is the courtyard."

Song Lan walked into the courtyard, looked around the courtyard, and said with a smile, "It's fine."

"There are people living in the courtyards on both sides. Although this place is a little off the beaten track, the good thing is that it is quiet and convenient for Comrade Qin to cultivate himself."

Director Zhang said in a gentle voice: "There are six rooms in the bungalow. One is the living room. The other five were built into five small rooms and two large rooms when the house was built. The kitchen is separate outside."

After Director Zhang inspected every room, the two returned to the yard. Song Lan heard Director Zhang say, "The yard is big, and there are vegetable fields on both sides. You can grow some vegetables later. This way you can save some money on vegetables."

Song Lan said "hmm".

Director Zhang continued, "The toilet and bathroom are in the backyard. They are very clean. Do you want to go take a look?"

Song Lan shook her head: "No, I want my family to settle down first, and we can talk about the rest tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go call my husband and bring my daughter to help you."

After leaving this sentence, Director Zhang walked towards the gate of the courtyard. Seeing this, Song Lan couldn't help but ask, "The original owner of this courtyard should have moved out a few days ago, right?"

The yard is not shabby at all, and it is not difficult to tell at a glance that someone has been living there for a long time.

This made Song Lan think more. Perhaps the previous owner had vacated the yard specifically for their family to live in.

"……Um."

After hesitating for a moment, Director Zhang nodded.

"If I'm not mistaken, this yard was originally occupied by your family, Director Zhang."

Song Lan used a direct declarative tone.

Hearing this, Director Zhang didn't want to admit it, but the fact was indeed as Song Lan said. At this moment, being looked at by Song Lan without any disdain, he finally smiled and said, "Comrade Song, don't think too much. This yard was originally occupied by my family.

But in recent years, several of my children have either been working in other places or in the army, and they have all settled down outside. Therefore, living in such a large yard is a bit of a waste for my family. It just so happened that I received a notice from above that Comrade Qin Yanzheng was transferred to work in our factory..."

Director Zhang explained to Song Lan, "The yard where I live now is a little smaller than this one. You don't have to feel bad about it."

Song Lan pursed her lips and said nothing.

Director Zhang couldn't help but say, "If Comrade Song doesn't believe me, you can come to my house someday after you've settled down. By the way, my house is not far from here, and it only takes five or six minutes to walk there at most."

"Thank you!"

Facing Director Zhang, Song Lan bowed deeply.

She finally understood that the reason why her family could live in such a large yard was because of Qin Yanzheng's "identity". She just didn't know what kind of job he did. However, in Song Lan's opinion, the nature of his job must be very unusual.

Otherwise, Director Zhang would not have brought it up and would not have treated their family so well.

Qin Boyan, Qin Yaxin, and the two younger ones stood aside. None of them spoke, but just listened quietly to the conversation between Song Lan and Director Zhang.

"You're welcome. I'll call your aunt to help."

Having said that, Director Zhang walked out of the courtyard.

……

There is strength in numbers, and Director Zhang's wife is an efficient worker, and so is Director Zhang's daughter. Both mother and daughter have cheerful and straightforward personalities, and they have become familiar with Song Lan in just the short time they have come to help.

"Let's go, let's have dinner at my aunt's house, and you can cook again tomorrow."

After putting away all the big and small things they brought, and with the help of Director Zhang, they and Wu Dong put Qin Yanzheng to bed. Without waiting for Song Lan to say anything, Director Zhang's wife Wu Chunying asked Song Lan to bring Qin Boyan and others to her house for dinner.

As if she knew Song Lan would refuse, she blocked his words directly: "Although there is some firewood in the yard, it is far from enough to cook a meal. Besides, you just arrived here and have been busy at home for such a long time. I'm afraid your body can't stand it. Listen to your aunt, come to my house for a meal tonight, it's not a big deal."

"Yes, Sister Song Lan, you can just come to my house for dinner. Knowing that you will be here today, my dad told my mom in advance and cooked a big pot of rice tonight!"

This is the voice of Zhang Meiyun, the daughter of Director Zhang.

The girl was sixteen, the same age as Qin Boyan. She was of above-average appearance, except that her skin was a little darker. However, her almond-shaped eyes were bright and lively, as if they could speak. As soon as she saw Song Lan, she couldn't help but like her and felt that Song Lan was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen in her life.

Be it the appearance, the voice or the temperament, Zhang Meiyu was impressed in her heart.

I use whatever words are best, and I want to be good friends with Song Lan so that I can see the fairy often!

"Comrade Wu, let's go together."

Director Zhang called Wu Dong.

"I have to stay to see Comrade Gu Qin, so I won't go over."

Wu Dong refused.

"Is that so? Then I'll bring you the food."

Director Zhang said, moving his gaze towards Song Lan: "Comrade Song, bring the children to my house for dinner. The food is prepared in advance. We will have to visit each other more often in the future. Don't be polite to our family."

Song Lan really couldn't say no. After all, Director Zhang and his wife had invited her so warmly. If she refused, it would be too unkind and she would also be disrespectful to Director Zhang's family.

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