Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 1197: Zhong Yuemin's Transformation
Yang Jun had prepared himself mentally to meet Zhong Yuemin, but when he saw him, he was still shocked by his drastically changed appearance.

Zhong Yuemin, who was originally about the same age as himself, now looked as old as a sixty-year-old man, with an untidy beard and a hunched back. He looked timid and his eyes kept dodging.

This appearance was completely different from what Yang Jun had remembered. The high-spirited and domineering Zhong Yuemin of the past was no longer seen. Instead, he became a timid and cautious Zhong Yuemin.

"Brother Junzi."

Zhong Yuemin stood there with his hands hanging down, looking like a model soldier, with a respectful attitude and a hint of fear in his voice.

Yang Jun looked at him in shock.

Half an hour passed.

Yang Jun stood up, walked up to him, looked him up and down, then patted him on the shoulder.

"Yuemin, come out."

Then he took his hand and said, "Relax, don't be so nervous."

"Brother Junzi, I...I'm not nervous."

Zhong Yuemin said he was not nervous, but he was extremely nervous.

Especially the pressure that Yang Jun had developed over the years made it hard for him to breathe.

"Sit down, make yourself comfortable."

Yang Jun sat back in the rattan chair and poured him a cup of tea.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuemin sat stiffly on the small bench beside him, his back straight, motionless like a primary school student who had made a mistake. He looked no different from the people inside.

Seeing this, Yang Jun shook his head secretly.

He no longer tried to let him relax, as he knew that this was the case for people who had just come out of prison, and it would probably take several years for the effects to disappear, and some might even never forget it for a lifetime.

Yang Jun guessed that this guy must have suffered a lot of grievances in there, otherwise he would have become like this.

"Brother Junzi... No, Boss, I came here this time hoping to find something to do under you."

Zhong Yuemin said restrainedly: "You know, I just got out, I don't have any skills, and my family... doesn't like me. I really have nowhere to go, so I can only come to you for help."

Hearing this, Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "It's easy to talk about work. I'll arrange it for you later."

"Thank you... Big Leader."

When Zhong Yuemin heard this, his face was filled with excitement. He bowed and thanked, and he sat there feeling uneasy.

“Okay, stop calling me a big leader. Just call me Brother Junzi like before.” Yang Jun said.

"I dare not, I dare not." Zhong Yuemin said repeatedly.

"whatever."

Seeing this, Yang Jun did not force him. He knew that it would take at least half a year for Zhong Yuemin to recover from this condition.

Yang Jun sighed, wishing his younger brother Yang Huai could be like Zhong Yuemin. This was also Yang Huai's second time in prison, but he had no sense of awe at all. He was probably responsible for this. If Yang Jun hadn't said hello, Yang Huai wouldn't have been able to live so comfortably in there.

Apparently, Yang Jun felt it necessary to say hello again.

"Do you have a place to live now?" Yang Jun asked.

"Not yet. I... I live in the train station now. Sometimes I live in parks and under bridges... Anyway, I have no fixed place to live. As long as I have a place to sleep, it's fine."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun sighed and looked at him again.

Although Zhong Yuemin was wearing relatively clean clothes, you could still see the dirt and wrinkles on them. It seemed that this was probably his most respectable outfit.

Yang Jun sighed deeply. He didn't expect that Zhong Shanyue was so cruel that he didn't care about his own son. If it were him, he would definitely not sit idly by.

"You kid... forget it."

Yang Jun wanted to teach him a lesson, but seeing how timid he was, he couldn't bear to say it.

"Zhaocai, go get ten thousand yuan." Yang Jun said to Sun Zhaocai.

After a while, Sun Zhaocai brought ten thousand yuan.

Yang Jun didn't pass it over, and signaled him to give it directly to Zhong Yuemin.

"It's not a lot of money. Take it to take a shower, sell some clothes, dress yourself up, and then buy some things and go home to see your parents, your wife and your children."

"Brother Junzi, I...you are my second parent...woohoo!"

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin was so moved that he half-knelt on the ground.

"Okay, you're almost fifty, why are you still acting like a child?"

Yang Jun supported his arm and said, "Hurry up and get up. It's not good if someone sees you."

Zhong Yuemin sat back on the stool reluctantly.

"Brother Junzi, thank you."

"I've wanted to go home for a long time, but... I'm penniless and I don't have the face to see them, wuwu~"

"Nonsense." Yang Jun said with a straight face, "Why should you be ashamed to see your family? They are also worried about you. Don't have so much psychological burden and go home to see them."

Although Yang Jun said this, he was still worried about him in his heart. If his family was worried about him, there was no way they would not go to pick him up. He guessed that when Zhong Shanyue sent Zhong Yuemin in, he had already given up on this son.

Zhong Shanyue gave him chances more than once, but Zhong Yuemin never seized them. Over time, Zhong Shanyue became disappointed, and in order not to implicate his family, he cruelly sent him to jail.

With Zhong Shanyue's power and status, it is impossible that he didn't know the time when his son would be released. However, not only did he not go to pick him up himself, even Zhong Yuemin's wife and children didn't go. It was obvious that they were extremely disappointed with Zhong Yuemin, and even though Zhong Yuemin had turned over a new leaf, they had no intention of forgiving him.

Looking at Zhong Yuemin's appearance, Yang Jun thought of his younger brother Yang Huai.

If Yang Huai could transform Zhong Yuemin half as well as he did, he would be satisfied. Yang Huai also hurt him badly and disappointed him time and time again. Even so, Yang Jun did not give up on him. Although he was thrown in now, he still took care of him and did not let him suffer any grievances.

Yang Jun was considering whether he should learn from Zhong Shanyue. Only by truly letting go can his younger brother grow up.

Thinking of this, Yang Jun felt that it was indeed necessary to learn something, and he decided to do so.

"Do you have any job that you like to do?" Yang Jun asked.

"It's fine with me, as long as I can have a job that can support myself. I'm not picky." Zhong Yuemin said respectfully.

"Just tell me what kind of job you want to do, I have all the options here," Yang Jun said again.

"Brother Junzi, I really am good with anything. I am not picky."

Yang Jun sighed when he saw this.

"Forget it, why don't you just go back to your old job."

"The teahouse has now moved to Qinhuangdao. Go and report to Lvyan in a few days. She will make proper arrangements for you."

"Thank you, Junzi brother. Thank you, Junzi brother."

Zhong Yuemin was very satisfied with this job and was extremely grateful for Yang Jun's care. He was willing to go back to his old job, as this kind of work was not tiring. He just needed to talk, run errands and be a little sweet-mouthed.

"Hey, you've been in there for so many years..."

Yang Jun suddenly realized that he had become fussy and was even trying to find something to say, which was not in line with his character at all.

He suddenly stopped talking and waved at Sun Zhaocai.

"Go to the wine cellar and get two bottles of medicinal wine."

Yang Jun thought that Zhong Yuemin had been trapped in there for six or seven years, and he must be desperate to release the pressure after he got out. With his personality, he couldn't stand up without medicinal wine.

"Uncle Yang, the medicinal wine is gone." Sun Zhaocai said with a bitter face.

Hearing this, Yang Jun glared at him and said, "Go get it quickly, or I'll break your legs if you dawdle."

No matter how much medicinal wine Yang Jun replenished each time, it was never enough for him and Sha Zhu to take. Yang Jun didn't believe that the medicinal wine was gone. It must have been hidden by these two guys.

"Yes." Sun Zhaocai said in a buzzing voice.

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

This guy must have gone back to his home to get it.

"Brother Junzi, actually I...I don't need it." Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin blushed and said, "I...to be honest, I...I am completely useless in that aspect."

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Then, he waved his hand and said, "Keep it, maybe it will come in handy."

"I...I...thank you, Brother Junzi."

Zhong Yuemin couldn't refuse in the end.

He had indeed suffered a lot in the past few years, but how could he, who had always been so carefree and romantic, give up that thing all of a sudden? Although his body was not in good condition, he couldn't help thinking about it all the time.

When Yang Jun wanted to give him the medicinal wine, he really wanted to refuse, but there was a voice in his heart that kept shouting at him, and in the end he couldn't resist the desire and finally accepted it.

"What are you thanking me for? We're all men, how could I not understand what you're thinking?" Yang Jun said with narrowed eyes.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuemin's face turned red and he sat there fidgeting.

At this time, Sun Zhaocai came back.

"for you."

Sun Zhaocai said in a buzzing voice, then as if in a fit of anger he stuffed the two bottles of medicinal wine into Zhong Yuemin's hands and stood aside angrily.

Zhong Yuemin did not refuse, and awkwardly stuffed the medicinal wine into his pockets, one in each pocket.

"Thank you, Brother Junzi."

"Brother Junzi, I'm sorry to have troubled you today. I...I..."

Seeing this, Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "Okay, if there is nothing else, go back."

"Thank you, Junzi. I will thank you again after I get settled."

"No need to thank me. As I said before, go home and visit your parents, wife and children." Yang Jun said.

"Yes, yes, I'll pack up first and then go home."

"Ah."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said to Sha Zhu, "Go and see your mother-in-law off."

"No, no, I can do it myself."

Zhong Yuemin smiled at Sha Zhu.

Yang Jun said nothing and waved his hand.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin kept nodding and bowing before leaving.

Wait until he leaves.

Yang Jun immediately asked Sun Zhaocai with a dark face: "What happened? I remember I just replenished the medicinal wine a few days ago, how come it's gone in the blink of an eye?"

Sun Zhaocai chuckled and said, "Uncle Yang, you only put a few bottles in each time, so of course they'll be used up quickly."

"How many bottles?" Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "When have I ever had less than 20 bottles?"

"Twenty bottles is not a lot." Sun Zhaocai argued, "Uncle Yang, look, Shazhu and I are using it, and so are Uncle Anguo and Uncle Juzi. With so many of us using it together, how can those few bottles of medicinal wine be enough?"

"It can't be used up so quickly." Yang Jun said, "Four people used twenty bottles, five bottles each. Even if they were drinking ordinary wine, it can't be used up so quickly."

Yang Jun knew the medicinal properties of the wine very well. Just a small sip would be enough. A bottle of wine could last for at least a year and a half, but those four guys drank it as if it were beer.

Five bottles?
My God, you're not afraid of drinking yourself to death.

"Uncle Yang, you really can't blame us. It's mainly because Uncle Anguo and Uncle Juzi need a lot. At least half a bottle is needed each time. Those few bottles of medicinal wine are really not enough..."

Sha Zhu also agreed, "I can testify that Uncle Juzi used it the most, followed by Uncle Anguo."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"Just like you two use less."

"You're so young, and you're already using that thing. Don't you think you're useless?"

Upon hearing this, Sha Zhu and Sun Zhaocai shook their heads.

“Not useless.”

When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes in anger.

He now seriously underestimated the shamelessness of these two guys. It can be said that except for a knife, there is nothing in this world that can make them blush.

Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "You two, get out of here."

"How far are you going?" The two men's eyes lit up when they heard this.

"Roll twenty meters." Yang Jun said unhappily.

He knew that these two guys wanted to get away from him, so that he wouldn't have to serve them anymore.

"what?"

The two of them looked disappointed when they heard this.

Then, he retreated angrily to the shore twenty meters away.

After they left, Yang Jun poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and put it back where it was.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest, he heard footsteps behind him.

"Didn't I tell you to get away?"

Yang Jun thought it was those two guys and immediately lost his temper.

"Honey, it's me."

A cry came from behind.

After a gust of fragrant wind, Yi Qiu Shui stood in front of him in a charming manner.

"Why is it you?"

Seeing this, Yang Jun gave him an apologetic look.

Then she sat up and poured him a glass of water.

"It's freshly brewed, drink it while it's hot."

Yi Qiu Shui took the tea with a smile, took a sip, and put it back where it belonged.

"Honey, I think I saw Zhong Yuemin just now?"

"Yes, you read it right, it's Zhong Yuemin."

"Ah, he's coming out?"

Yi Qiu Shui was still surprised to see Zhong Yuemin.

The two grew up in the same military compound, so they couldn't say they were very close, but when they saw how much the other had changed, they couldn't help but sigh.

Think about how glorious Zhong Yuemin was in the past, and then look at him now, he is so timid and a complete waste.

"I just got out and had nowhere to go, so I came to find me."

Yang Jun sighed and said, "I asked someone to give him 10,000 yuan and asked him to pack up and go home to see his parents, wife and children."

"Yes, now that I'm out, I should go back and take a look." Yi Qiushui sighed, "I didn't expect Yuemin to become like this. If he hadn't made a mistake back then, his family wouldn't have disowned him."

Hearing this, Yang Jun sneered and said, "Don't just talk about others, isn't it the same for achieving enlightenment?"

"If he is allowed to continue to develop, I think he will follow the old path of Yuemin."

Hearing this, Yi Qiushui pouted and said, "My son won't do that. He's just young and doesn't understand. It will be fine when he grows up."

Yang Jun sighed after hearing this.

"Just spoil him. Your son will be ruined in your hands sooner or later."