Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 1242 Going Home
The next day, Yang Jun got up early.

Sun Zhaocai helped him get some water for washing his face, while he was trimming his beard with a razor. For men, one of the most enjoyable things is trimming their own beards. He put foam on his face, looked in the mirror, and trimmed his beard one by one. The rustling sound of the blade and his face was particularly relaxing.

"Xiaojun." Yang Jun called out.

"I'm here, uncle." Luo Xiaojun responded.

"Are you ready with everything I asked you to prepare?"

"It has been prepared for a long time."

As Luo Xiaojun spoke, he picked up a blue backpack and shook it. There seemed to be something else inside.

"After you told me yesterday, I went to the supply and marketing cooperative, but it was closed. I had to find a way to get them to open the door for me. I not only bought a schoolbag, but also a pen and a notebook. Everything is ready."

Hearing this, Yang Jun stopped what he was doing and looked back at him.

"Did you use your connections?"

"No."

Luo Xiaojun shouted: "How can I use my connections without your permission?"

"I really had no other choice but to ask the director of the supply and marketing cooperative for help. After much effort, he made an exception and opened the door for me."

"Then you still broke the rules?" Yang Jun said dimly.

"Yes, yes, I broke the rules." Luo Xiaojun did not argue and admitted his mistake directly.

Although I didn't use my connections to keep the supply and marketing cooperative open, giving gifts is not acceptable.

"Be careful next time."

Yang Jun did not say much. He would not do such a thing as wanting a horse to run without giving it grass to eat. If the people below did not know how to adapt, they did not deserve to be by his side. It was much better to use their connections in his name than to give them gifts.

"Yes, uncle."

At this time, Yang Jun had finished shaving and looked in the mirror. He felt quite energetic. He was in his fifties, but still had a face of a man in his twenties. He loved this damn charm that could not be concealed.

"Go downstairs and tell them to do what they should do. If anyone dares to appear in front of me again, let him go home and sell sweet potatoes." Yang Jun said.

His original itinerary was for one day, but he stayed one more day for personal reasons. Local officials were blocking the door to curry favor with him. The entrance to the guesthouse was crowded with people so early in the morning. Yang Jun estimated that these people had been there last night.

"I understand, uncle."

Luo Xiaojun responded and turned to leave.

He often saw this kind of thing. He had gone on inspections with Yang Jun before, and there were many people who flattered and fawned on him. He was very experienced in dealing with this kind of thing.

After a while, there was a sound of talking from below.

Yang Jun glanced outside through the window and saw the cadres leaving in disappointment.

Seeing this, Yang Jun seemed to have gotten used to it.

I put down the razor, washed my face and wiped it with a towel.

"Zhaocai, what do you want to eat this morning?"

Yang Jun had a rule when he was on a business trip: he never used the local government's hospitality. He paid for his business trips out of his own pocket. He didn't want to give people the impression that he was using his power for personal gain, so his three meals a day were bought by Sun Zhaocai outside.

"Soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns and sesame balls."

Sun Zhaocai fiddled with breakfast and said, "Oh, and your favorite vegetable pancakes."

Everyone who follows Yang Jun knows that Yang Jun doesn't like delicacies from land and sea, but he likes to eat vegetable pancakes. Vegetable pancakes are a thin pancake made of whole wheat with some food, such as bean sprouts, shredded carrots, and vermicelli, fried over high heat, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, very delicious.

When Yang Jun heard that there was his favorite vegetable pancake, he immediately felt very happy.

“Let me try the most authentic vegetable pancake.”

After saying that, he picked up the vegetable pancake on the table.

The vegetable pancake had become a little soft due to being out of the oven for a long time, and the taste was a little worse, but Yang Jun still ate it with gusto.

"Yeah, that's what it smells like."

Yang Jun took a bite and finally found the taste he had been craving for in his previous life.

He remembered when he was in school in his previous life, he was in junior high school and was a boarding student. His mother Gao Mingyue only gave him one yuan a month for living expenses. At that time, the family was poor and it was impossible for him to eat in the cafeteria. He always brought large and small bags of pancakes made by his mother, and pickled vegetables, radishes and other things for a week.

During his six years in junior high and high school, he had been eating pickles and dried radishes. The taste was so bad that it was heartbreaking to think about it now. It was okay in the winter, but not in the summer. The pancakes and pickles he brought with him would become moldy within two days. The white hair on his fingernails looked spooky and disgusting. There was nothing he could do. This was his food for a week. If he threw it away, he would just starve. He had no choice but to rinse the white hair off with cold water, then swallow it mouthful by mouthful with his neck stretched out.

Usually, he was reluctant to spend the one dollar for living expenses. Apart from the ten cents for boiled water, he would save the remaining fifty cents for the last day of the week, Saturday, because on that day, he could eat the vegetable pancakes he had always longed for.

The vegetable pancake cost one dollar each, but he provided the pancakes himself, and the stall owner provided the vegetables, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. It cost fifty cents for him to help with the processing. At that time, he would be happy for a week if he could have a bite of vegetable pancake.

So, every Saturday was his happiest day at that time.

Now that living conditions are better, I can eat as many vegetable pancakes as I want, but they never taste the same as before.

Yang Jun felt very sorry about this.

"What's so delicious about vegetable pancakes? It's just a piece of paper wrapped around a big bag of vegetables. The smell is so bad. I really don't understand why you like to eat it." Sun Zhaocai muttered.

"You know shit."

Yang Jun gave him a big envelope without thinking.

"I think you have forgotten your roots. Don't you remember when you were hungry as a child?"

When Yang Jun brought Sun Zhaocai out of that mountain valley, this guy couldn't even get enough food to eat. Not only that, he also had no clothes to wear. There were six brothers and sisters, but only one piece of clothing. Whoever went out had to wear that piece of clothing, and the others had to stay in bed.

Since this guy followed Yang Jun, his living standard has improved a lot. He is used to eating big fish and meat on weekdays and no longer looks down on street snacks. He has forgotten his roots.

"Uncle Yang, I just said that the vegetable pancakes were not delicious, is that a big deal?" Sun Zhaocai said, covering the back of his head.

"You idiot, you don't know anything."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "You know nothing."

When Yang Jun said this, Sun Zhaocai was obviously not convinced.

"You are not from Xia Pi, I really don't understand why you like to eat vegetable pancakes."

"Who told you that I'm not from Xia Pi?" Yang Jun said.

Sun Zhaocai was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then said, "Aren't you a native of Yanjing? Even if your ancestral home is counted, your hometown is in Shanxi, which has nothing to do with Xia Pi, right?"

At this time, Sha Zhu, who had been silent, interrupted and said, "Maybe godfather was from Xia Pi in his previous life."

Sha Zhu didn't speak for Yang Jun, but spoke in a mocking tone.

On weekdays, they are called the male and female evil spirits, they are partners, best friends, they share the good and the bad, and he just wants to help Sun Zhaocai.

"Hey, I really let you say that."

Yang Jun laughed and said, "I was from Xia Pi in my previous life. Tell me, isn't that infuriating?"

"If you are from Xia Pi, then I am from Yanjing." Sha Zhu said in a buzzing voice.

This guy has a car and a house in Yanjing, so he is considered a Yanjing native. However, he is not a native Yanjing native like Yang Jun. He often regrets this and often mutters why he is not a native Yanjing native. "Eat your meal."

Yang Jun glared at him.

This guy's IQ is not online. It's uncomfortable to chat with him.

Yang Jun thought that he would be able to meet his biological parents from his previous life after dinner, and he didn't want to have his good mood ruined by him.

After breakfast.

Yang Jun went out with only Sun Zhaocai, Sha Zhu and Luo Xiaojun.

Ever since his father Yang Tang was transferred to work in the county, his family moved to the county cadres’ family compound, which was right in the county, just a few steps away.

A group of four people drove a car towards the family compound.

Originally, Yang Jun wanted to walk there and experience the customs and culture of Xia Pi, but his identity was too sensitive and there were some things he couldn't do as he pleased.

It took less than ten minutes to reach the county staff quarters.

The car stopped at the door of No. 12. Yang Jun got out and looked at this home that was both familiar and unfamiliar with him with his hands behind his back.

This was the first time he came to this house, but the three people he was most familiar with lived there.

Logically speaking, he is closer to his parents in his previous life and is on their side in his heart. As for Wang Yuying, she is his mother in this life. He accepts all this out of his memories and emotions for the original owner. In fact, according to blood and emotions, he is more inclined to his parents in his previous life.

"Great leader."

Just as Yang Jun was about to go in, he heard someone calling him from behind.

Looking back, I saw Yang Tang riding a bicycle towards me.

He got out of the car from a long distance away, but due to the huge inertia, the car rushed towards this side with him.

Yang Jun frowned when he saw this.

Then he opened his arms and grabbed the handlebars of the bicycle, which prevented him from falling.

"Hey, you're so old, but you're still so irritable?"

Yang Tang blushed slightly when he heard this.

"Hehe, I was so excited to see the big boss that I got a little edgy."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun didn't say anything, but stood there looking at him.

Father Yang Tang still looks the same as I remember, but he has gained a lot of weight compared to my father in the previous life. It is probably because his living conditions have improved a lot in this life. Although he is a little fatter, he looks unhappy and sentimental, and there seem to be more wrinkles on his forehead than before.

He had an unshaven beard and was unkempt. His clothes were dirty, with the collar worn out, and he smelled faintly of sweat.

"How many days have you not showered?"

Yang Jun covered his nose and took a step back.

Upon hearing this, Yang Tang smiled embarrassedly.

"I was in the countryside, busy with work, and didn't have time to wash."

"Hmph, you've ended up being a spy. I really don't know how you've been getting by all these years." Yang Jun.

"Hehe, I think staying in the field is very training. Starting from the grassroots level, I can get familiar with the people's sentiments and understand their lives. It's pretty good."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"Silly."

If it were in the past, he would not have dared to speak to his father like this even if he had the courage. But this life is different. Yang Tang doesn't know that he is Yang Jun from his previous life, and he is a big leader, while Yang Tang is just a cadre in the county. The status of the two is very different, so Yang Jun has no psychological burden at all when he trains him.

"hey-hey."

Yang Tang scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Seeing him like this, Yang Jun felt even more disappointed with him.

"Usually you call me to tell me good news but not bad news. Is this what you call good?"

Yang Jun said with a straight face: "You are not on the list of accompanying patrol personnel this time. I really don't know how you got into this situation."

Facing Yang Jun's scolding, Yang Tang did not refute, but just laughed.

He really hasn't been doing very well in recent years, which has disappointed Yang Jun, and he admits that.

"but……"

When he said this, Yang Jun paused and then suddenly became serious.

"No matter what, you are mine. Even if you are a piece of shit that is useless, I will not allow others to look down on you."

"I've already told Old Wei that you should be his deputy first, and when he retires, you'll take over. I'll then give you some achievements, and in a few years, I'll transfer you to the capital."

After saying that, he glared at Yang Tang again: "Stop embarrassing me every day."

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. I brought shame to you, leader." Yang Tang apologized repeatedly.

"But...Boss, can I stay in my hometown to develop? I don't want to go to Yanjing."

"Ok?"

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, then said with a straight face: "Are you going to tell me something like "You can't travel far away when your parents are around, and your family can't do without you"? "

"How do you know?"

Yang Tang was stunned for a moment, then quickly changed his words: "Family is one aspect, but mainly I can't bear to leave my hometown."

How could Yang Jun not know what he was thinking? He had heard these words so many times in his previous life that his ears were callused. His father had a better future ahead of him, but for the sake of this family and his grandfather who was always a worry, he stayed in the countryside all his life. If his grandfather hadn't made such a fuss, his father wouldn't have been demobilized. If he hadn't been demobilized, he would have had a better future in the army, and he wouldn't have had to suffer poverty in that life.

"This matter is not up to you. You must follow my arrangements."

Yang Jun said in a tone that would not brook refusal: "You will work in your hometown for a few years first. When you have made achievements, I will transfer you to Yanjing. That's it."

Upon hearing this, Yang Tang opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But, in the end, I couldn't say it.

"Boss, don't stand at the door, come in quickly."

The two chatted for a long time before they realized they were still at the door of their home.

Yang Tang went forward and knocked on the door a few times, then shouted inside: "Jun'er, it's Dad, open the door quickly."

After saying that, he suddenly realized something and turned around to look at Yang Jun embarrassedly.

"Boss, I'm not calling you, I'm... I'm calling my kid."

Hearing this, Yang Jun didn't feel annoyed at all. He waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Go ahead and yell. I like to hear it too."

Then, the sound of little feet was heard in the yard, and then the door opened from the inside, revealing a chubby face.