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He quickly said, "You say that you two are really good at doing things like this, and I finally managed to get this house from Superintendent Qin, but it hasn't even been a day and you two already clamored to move away. You guys don't know how nervous it is to move away from the factory, so if we were to move out this time, we would definitely have to squeeze into that little house. When we split up again, who knows how long it would take, and how many times our family would grow up, and how many times they wouldn't stay in that little house, right?"

At this point, Fan Lao San was furious. It was not easy to acquire a house, and if they wanted to move out now, it would be hard to explain to Qin Guan.

Neither the old lady nor Yang Qianyun objected to what Fan Lao San had said. They both knew that it was not easy for the old man to live in such a house.

Pausing for a moment, Fan Lao San then said, "You all said you heard footsteps last night, but why was it that I slept well and didn't hear anything at all?"

The old man raised his head to look at Fan Lao San and shook his head, "Child, your man is different from us women. The old man raised his head to look at Fan Lao San and shook his head," Child, your man is different from us women.

He felt that this old lady was truly hopeless, not believing in his son, but instead believing in these mysterious things. He really did not want to move back to that small room of twenty square meters where the whole family was squeezed together.

Seeing that his son was angry, the elderly did not insist and said, "Alright, you two hurry up and go to work. Mother will stay at home and burn some incense and paper money later, muttering that maybe that dirty thing will not cause us any more trouble at night …"

However, his heart still ached for his wife. Looking at her pale face and weak body, he advised her to rest at home for a day before going to work, but Yang Qianyun didn't want to stay home. She ran away with him and left the house.

Before leaving, Fan Lao San felt that there was a rope hanging from the ceiling. Feeling awkward, he stepped on the chair, cut the rope with the sickle, and threw it into a corner of the yard.

After the couple left, the old man fed the child some milk powder and tried to coax him to sleep. In the past, the child would need to sleep for a while after drinking milk, but in this old mansion, he stopped sleeping. He was in a very good mood as he played around in the dark room by himself.

The old man didn't care. As long as the child was well, there was nothing to worry about.

Yesterday, the old man had burnt some paper money and some incense. At that time, it was not completely burnt, but today, the old man once again took out these things. He even specially found a broken basin in the courtyard and used it as a brazier.

A few incense sticks' worth of time later, the smoke rose into the air.

The paper money in the brazier burned very well, emitting a faint blue light.

The old man knelt in front of the brazier, kowtowed a few times, and said, "Listen carefully, this old woman has already burnt incense for you, and even burned some paper money for you. No matter what grievances you had before you died, this old woman does not care, but since our family has moved here, we do not have any intention of offending you. "I kowtowed to you …"

As he said this, the old man once again kneeled on the ground, kowtowing heavily a few times.

Suddenly, a whirlwind came from outside the house and blew into the house. The paper money that was burning in the brazier immediately scattered and scattered. Most of it was not completely burnt up.

When the old man saw this scene, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground, trembling.

The paper money hadn't been completely burnt off, which was proof that the dirty things in the house weren't willing to accept. Moreover, the fragrance of the burning paper money was a sign of great danger.

The old man didn't quite understand, but seeing such a scene, he felt that something was wrong. The house could no longer be used as a place to live, so when the child returned, he had to tell them that they had to move, or else there would be a bloody disaster.

In the evening, the sky darkened.

Fan Lao San rode his bicycle, carrying his wife all the way back to Flowery Lane.

When the two of them entered the alleyway, they saw a few people standing at the entrance. However, after seeing the couple from afar, they quickly entered the courtyard and even closed the door, as if intentionally avoiding them.

Fan Xian felt a bit annoyed. These neighbors were all weird. Were these two husband and wife that scary? It was as if they had seen a murderer when they saw them, and they ran faster than rabbits. What kind of neighbors were these?

As for Yang Qianyun, who was sitting in the back seat, she didn't notice those strange neighbors. Seeing that she was about to get home and saw the courtyard standing in the darkness, her originally calm mood immediately became gloomy.

Looking at the dark wooden door, Yang Qianyun thought of that nightmare from last night, the woman in red clothes hanging on the beam of the house.

Thinking of this, Yang Qianyun's body trembled again. She was afraid of this mansion, afraid of the quiet night.

However, this was her own home and she had no choice but to go back. She still had her youngest son who was almost a year old. When she thought of her son, the fear in Yang Qianyun's heart lessened by quite a bit.

Pushing open the door, as soon as the two entered the house, Yang Qianyun saw her mother-in-law standing in the yard with the child in her arms, and her face looked extremely bad.

Before the two of them could stop the bicycle, the old man said, "My child, we can't live in this house anymore. Let's move out tomorrow …"