Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 1132 Sun Zhaocai is no longer able to do anything

Four days later, Ma Zhanshan died.

As Ma Zhanshan, a leading figure in the martial arts world with many titles, it was natural that there were many people coming to see him off.

Ma Zhanshan was a generous and righteous person, so he naturally made many friends with the same interests. In addition, he had many disciples, many of whom were very capable. It is no exaggeration to say that the number of people who came to attend his memorial service was shoulder to shoulder.

Yang Jun did not see him off.

As a public figure, he naturally would not appear in such occasions.

The night before, Yang Jun came to see him off for the last time, fulfilling the brotherhood between them.

The next day, Yang Jun asked Yang Chengdao to represent him in seeing off his uncle Ma Zhanshan.

As the future successor of the Yang family, Yang Chengdao is naturally qualified to represent the Yang Army.

On the day of the funeral, Yang Chengdao was treated as the most honorable guest and sat at the head table.

Of course, this is something.

At home, Yang Jun silently prayed for his sworn brother, praying that he would be a martial artist again in his next life, and praying that they could still be brothers in their next life.

……

Yang Jun lay on a lounge chair by the river, listening to Sun Zhaocai reporting to him.

"Uncle Wu has been very honest these days. He is like a fool. He sits there all day without moving."

The fifth uncle he was referring to was naturally Yang Huai.

Yang Jun snorted coldly after hearing this.

"That idiot is my brother."

Sun Zhaocai immediately smiled and said, "Uncle Yang, even if you give me a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to slander my elders. What do I mean? Uncle Wu is sitting there like a fool..."

"Okay, let's talk about Juzi." Yang Jun interrupted.

"foal?"

Sun Zhaocai curled his lips when he heard this and said, "He has been very arrogant during this period. There is no one in the whole city who doesn't know the name of Ma Zhiping."

"That chain store has opened one after another. Now there is a branch in every city in the country that can be named."

"I heard that the money from the branches to the headquarters is transported by train..."

"I think you are jealous?" Yang Jun interrupted him and suddenly said, "Let's talk business."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhaocai smiled embarrassedly.

To be honest, he was really jealous.

Ma Juzi is now a successful businessman with many businesses, especially his liquor, which is second to none in the country. Moreover, in the five minutes of prime time after the news broadcast, the advertisements of his company alone take up more than two minutes.

Especially the money collected from all over the place is even more enviable.

I heard that because there was so much money, they even chartered two train carriages to transport the money to the headquarters.

"Hey, Uncle Yang, there's nothing unusual about Uncle Juzi. He's busy with business all day, and I haven't seen him fooling around outside. It seems like he's not good at that."

Hearing this, Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Are you sure he's not messing around outside?"

"No."

Sun Zhaocai shook his head and said, "Although I don't like Uncle Juzi very much, to be honest, Uncle Juzi has done a pretty good job in this regard and there is nothing wrong with him."

"Humph, it's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't." Yang Jun snorted coldly.

"Yes, yes, his prescription is indeed not effective. He asked me for medicinal wine the day before yesterday." Sun Zhaocai said.

Yang Jun suddenly laughed when he heard this.

"Are you also using that medicinal wine now?"

Sun Zhaocai suddenly jumped up from the ground as if someone had stepped on his tail.

"Uncle Yang, you can call me stupid, call me a good-for-nothing, but you are absolutely not allowed to insult me ​​in that way. I don't accept insults."

Looking at Sun Zhaocai's serious look, Yang Jun smiled.

"Why are you so excited? I didn't say you're not good at that."

"Although you didn't say it, that's what you thought in your heart." Sun Zhaocai persisted.

Hearing this, Yang Jun's face suddenly darkened: "That's enough. Don't think I don't know your past. If I tell you, can you still stand here and talk?"

"What's the truth?"

Sun Zhaocai shouted, "I'm not afraid of you exposing my past, Uncle Yang, you are not allowed to insult me."

"Oh, I really give you face?"

Yang Jun's face suddenly darkened and he said, "Where are the more than 50 bottles of medicinal wine in my cellar? Don't tell me it wasn't you who did it."

"me……"

When Sun Zhaocai heard this, he was immediately discouraged.

It was as if someone had exposed my true colors. At this moment, I wished I could find a hole to crawl into.

"Come on, why don't you say anything? Where did that arrogance you had just now go?" Yang Jun looked at him teasingly.

He previously stored more than fifty bottles of medicinal wine in his own wine cellar. When he went down to check a few days ago, there was not a single bottle left.

No need to think, you know it was this guy who took it.

Normally, the wine cellar at home stores all kinds of good wines, and this guy likes to drink. When he has nothing to do, he always goes to the wine cellar to steal wine to drink.

As soon as Yang Jun went to the wine cellar, he discovered this.

You know, he has dragon essence and phoenix blood, so he doesn't need that kind of wine. And except for him, an adult man, the rest of the family are children. The only explanation is that this guy stole the wine and drank it.

"me……"

Sun Zhaocai's face turned red and his eyes kept avoiding Yang Jun.

"It was Shazhu who stole it." Sun Zhaocai suddenly said.

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at Sha Zhu behind him.

Sha Zhu was gnawing on a chicken leg when he saw Yang Jun looking at him in confusion.

When he realized what was happening, he yelled, "You're talking bullshit."

"You stole it, why are you blaming me?"

After saying that, he threw away the chicken leg in his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to come over to Sun Zhaocai to seek justice.

Seeing this, Sun Zhaocai immediately became timid.

I'm not afraid of anyone except Shazhu.

Shazhu, he really can't beat him. Every time they fight, he never gets the upper hand.

What's more, he framed Sha Zhu and felt guilty.

"Silly Zhu, idiot, listen to my explanation..."

Sun Zhaocai said as he retreated.

"I don't want to hear your explanation."

Sha Zhu kicked him directly.

Sun Zhaocai was immediately kicked to the ground.

Before he could get up, Sha Zhu was already riding on him.

"You can't do it yourself, why do you blame me?"

"I have never been down to my godfather's wine cellar. It was you who went down every time."

"Don't think I don't know you're not capable. I've seen you secretly drinking that kind of wine several times."

Sha Zhu rode on him, beating him and scolding him.

"Okay, okay, stop fighting."

Sun Zhaocai couldn't bear it anymore and asked for a stop.

"I admit that I drank secretly, okay?"

"Bah!" Sha Zhu spat at him and stood up with a look of disgust: "Coward."

This call of a coward completely shattered Sun Zhaocai's self-esteem, and his face turned red as liver.

He can admit that he can't beat you, but it feels really humiliating when he is scolded for being incompetent.

However, faced with Sha Zhu who was even more perverted than himself, he had no choice but to accept it.

Sun Zhaocai got up from the ground angrily, and then sat on the small stool next to Yang Jun.

Seeing him silent, Yang Jun smiled and said, "Why bother?"

"You drank it, so why are you denying it?"

Sun Zhaocai blushed and said, "I didn't drink it. I stole it and sold it to Uncle Juzi and Uncle Anguo." "Are you still being stubborn?"

"I'm telling the truth. I sold the stolen wine to Uncle An Guo and others for 10,000 yuan a bottle." Sun Zhaocai said with his neck stiff.

Hearing this, Yang Jun sneered and said, "Do you think I will believe you if you say that?"

"What else do you want?"

Sun Zhaocai stiffened his neck and said, "How about I perform a show for you?"

"With your wife?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and gave him a big pen bag.

"I am your uncle, you are putting me in an unjust position."

"I didn't say I would perform for you with my wife." Sun Zhaocai said with a red face.

When Yang Jun heard this, he just smiled.

After a while, he asked, "Are you really not good enough in that aspect?"

"Uncle Yang, you are insulting me."

"So do you still need medicinal wine?" Yang Jun asked.

"This...if you give it to me, I won't refuse." Sun Zhaocai said embarrassedly.

"You are really...ah."

Yang Jun paused for a moment and said with a smile, "Are you not going to push the blame onto your uncle Juzi and the others now?"

"I didn't lie completely."

Sun Zhaocai blushed and said, "I admit that there are indeed some obstacles in that regard, but what I said is also the truth. I only used a small part. Uncle Anguo and Uncle Juzi did buy the stuff from me for 10,000 yuan a bottle."

"Tsk tsk, 10,000 yuan a bottle." Yang Jun laughed and said, "Do you know that's my money?"

"Uncle Yang, are you still short of those few extra things?"

"I don't need that little bit of money, but you can't steal my wine."

"Then I didn't steal. I took it openly."

"Hey...you idiot." Yang Jun felt helpless about his roguery for a moment.

"Okay, just steal it if you want."

"That's taking, not stealing."

"Okay, even if you took it."

Yang Jun was both angry and loving towards this idiot.

After that, Yang Jun asked with a smile: "Now that the wine cellar doesn't have that kind of wine, what are you going to do? Will it affect your married life?"

"Can't you put a few more bottles in?" Sun Zhaocai said with a red face.

"Hey, you fool, you are not shy."

"You are my uncle, do I need to be polite to you?"

"Oh, you think of me as your uncle now."

……

That day, Yang Jun went to the wine cellar.

He took out one hundred bottles of medicinal wine from the space, and then asked someone to give twenty bottles to each of Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi.

As a man, Yang Jun can understand their suffering.

Men only have so many hobbies.

If I don't even have this hobby, I really don't know what the point of living is.

Once a man is over 40, his physical and mental condition starts to decline sharply.

There are many things that we are willing to do but unable to do.

Not only did he feel aggrieved, but his wife also complained about it.

So, for the sake of marital harmony, Yang Jun decided to help them.

the next day.

Yang Jun went to Ma Wumei's house again.

After paying his respects, he returned.

Passing by the old house where he used to live, Yang Jun immediately asked the driver to turn around.

I haven’t been to the old house for a long time, and I don’t know what it has become.

In the past, I asked my third uncle to help take care of the house, but as he was old, he was too busy to take care of it.

When he arrived at the old house, Yang Jun found that it was more lively than before.

Ever since the people in the compound moved back to commercial housing, the flow of people here has obviously increased compared to before.

On the way, he also met several familiar figures.

Arriving at the gate of the compound, Yang Jun got out of the car.

He first stood at the door and looked around. The large yard looked even more dilapidated than before.

The eaves of the gate were overgrown with weeds, and the walls on both sides of the gate were in a dilapidated state, as if they would collapse at the slightest gust of wind.

"As an elder, you can't be so partial. Why do the eldest, second, and third elder brothers all have houses, but I don't?"

Just as Yang Jun was lost in thought, a woman's voice suddenly came from the yard.

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, and did not go in, but stood at the door.

The voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

At this time, an old voice came from the yard.

"So what do you want? I only have this much ability, how can I get you a house?"

The voice was very familiar, and Yang Jun immediately recognized it as the voice of the third uncle Yan Bugui.

After hearing the third uncle's voice, Yang Jun immediately knew who the woman was.

If my guess is correct, that woman should be the third uncle's fourth daughter, Yan Jie Di.

The third uncle had three sons and one daughter in his life: the eldest son Yan Jiecheng, the second son Yan Jiefang, the third son Yan Jiekuang, and the fourth daughter Yan Jiedi.

The four children all inherited the calculating nature of the third uncle. They are rarely stingy, even when dealing with their own family members.

Before, when Lou Xiao'e exchanged their old house for a commercial house, the third uncle gave the commercial house to the eldest son. Now, the two houses given by Yang Jun were given one to the second son and one to the third son.

But the little girl got nothing.

"I don't care. Whatever they have, I must have." Yan Jiedi's voice came from inside.

Judging from the voices, she seems to have decided to take advantage of the third uncle today.

"Hey."

A long sigh was heard from inside, and then the third uncle said, "You are a married woman, like spilled water. Logically, you are not qualified to inherit the Yan family's property..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Yan Jiedi.

"Logically speaking, logically speaking, what logic are you using?"

"The law stipulates that sons and daughters have equal inheritance rights. Why do all three of them have houses but I don't?"

Yan Bugui said: "What can I do? I only have three houses. I can't give them to you even if I want to."

"Besides, your father is also living under someone else's roof now, and doesn't have a proper place to live."

Yan Jiedi said: "Don't say anything. I know everything you said, but what can I do? They all have houses, but I still don't."

"I am still living with your son-in-law in a 30-square-meter house allocated by the company. Our family of four is squeezed in. I am watching my child grow up. What do you want me to do?"

"Then what do you want me to do?" the third uncle asked.

There was no sound for a long while. I guess both father and son must be having a headache.

After a while, Yan Jiedi suddenly said, "I also know that you don't have a house now, and I won't force you. How about this."

"I'll collect your pension from now on. I want to add some money and move to a bigger house."

"pension?"

The third uncle exclaimed: "You are trying to kill me, aren't you? If you take away the pension, what will happen to me, your father?"

"how is this possible?"

Yan Jie Di said: "Don't think I don't know, Junzi is paying you a salary, and it's not low, more than what your son-in-law and I make."

"Haha, have you come to talk to me after you have found out everything?" The lonely voice of the third uncle came from inside.

"Of course, if I don't make sufficient preparations, how can I fight against an old fox like you... old teacher."