Siheyuan: Domineering life

Half a month later, Nini and Nalan Qingyun got pregnant as they wished.

This made both of them very happy. Not only were they happy, but the whole family was happy too. The happiest person was Wang Yuying. Seeing that one daughter-in-law after another was pregnant, she was happier than anyone else, and the smile on her face never stopped.

"Sixteen, seventeen."

Wang Yuying counted on her fingers, and then said to Yang Jun, who was sitting beside her in a daze, "If nothing unexpected happens, by this time next year, you will have seventeen children."

Yang Qingxiang had a child, Meng Wenya had a child, Nalan Qingyun had a child, and even the youngest Nini had a child. All together there were seventeen children. This was the first time in the history of the Yang family that there were so many people.

Yang Jun sat there, smoking with an expressionless face.

Although he also hopes to have more children, more children also means more things to do. If nothing unexpected happens, he will have to live the rest of his life worrying about his children until he dies.

Now, he couldn't say whether he was happy or unhappy.

For him, everything just takes its course.

"They all have children. Qiu Shui doesn't want two children, so that's fine. Yani is still young, so she should have another one..."

Mother Wang Yuying was still nagging, and Yang Jun couldn't help interrupting: "Mom, don't scheme against Yani. Her daughter is getting married soon, and you still want her to have a baby?"

"What do you mean by calculating? How can you talk like that? I am doing this for our Yang family." Wang Yuying said dissatisfiedly, "I just hope to have as many children as possible, and it would be best if you could give me a hundred."

When Yang Jun heard this, his head turned black.

If he wants to have a hundred children, how many women should he marry?
"Mom, please don't make things difficult for Qiushui, Yani, and Wenya. They are not young anymore. If you really want grandchildren, you can urge Nini, Nalan Qingyun, and Ruolan."

"You can't always grab her and take advantage of her."

Wang Yuying rolled her eyes when she heard this: "Damn it, I know Yani and the others are grown up and can't have children anymore, can't I just satisfy my desire to talk?"

"Okay, go ahead."

Yang Jun raised his hands in surrender and said, "You can say it in front of me, but don't say it in front of them, lest they take it seriously. I'm forty, I'm really old."

Wang Yuying: "They look like they are in their 40s, but they look like they are in their 20s. They can still have children."

"mom!"

Yang Jun shouted.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore."

Wang Yuying paused for a moment, then continued, "Our Yang family is counting on you and Old Five to carry on the family line. Now that Old Five is in prison, we can only count on you. You must work hard and not let Mom down."

"Am I not working hard enough?" Yang Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"You've worked so hard, you're almost fifty, and you only have thirteen children. Look at the Zhou, Wang, and Qian families, they all have more than twenty children. As far as I know, the Zhou family already has thirty-five children."

"Compared with others, what kind of efforts do you put in?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun curled his lips but did not refute.

She can still make a few remarks about other things, but not about this matter. As long as you dare to say one more word, Wang Yuying will have dozens of words waiting for you, with all kinds of accusations, and then she will accuse you of being unfilial and having no descendants, leaving you speechless.

"Oh, my dear mother, I was wrong. Can't I just work harder in the future?"

"That's more like it." Wang Yuying rolled her eyes at him.

After a slight pause, he continued, "I'm not worried about your lineage, but your brother's lineage, which only has two boys, is still not enough..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun subconsciously stood up and walked out.

"If possible, you can let your brother come out temporarily, and let him go back after he finishes his business... Hey, where is he?"

"Evil son, come back to me."

……

Yang Jun fled from Wang Yuying's yard.

He came to the river and began his day of lying down.

As soon as I sat down, Sun Zhaodi came.

"Godfather!" Sun Zhaodi called out shyly.

"Oh, Zhaodi is here."

Seeing his goddaughter coming, Yang Jun quickly sat up.

Sun Zhaodi seemed to be fatter than before, and her physique was almost catching up with her younger brother Sun Zhaocai.

"sit down."

Yang Jun pointed to the small bench next to him.

The previous small stool was broken by Sha Zhu, so this one was replaced. Even though it was new, it still made a squeaking sound when Sun Zhaodi sat on it, as if it could not bear the weight.

Yang Jun's face twitched, and he was worried that the small stool would be broken.

"You've gained weight, kid."

After hearing this, Sun Zhaodi's face turned red for no apparent reason.

"Godfather, I'm more than five months old."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, then quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, godfather, I forgot that you were pregnant."

Then he stood up and gave up the rattan chair, saying, "Sit down and make yourself comfortable."

"No need, godfather, I can just sit on the small stool."

Sun Zhaodi refused to sit on the rattan chair no matter what.

Seeing this, Yang Jun no longer insisted and sat back in the rattan chair.

"How have you been lately? Have you bullied Shazhu?"

Sun Zhaodi blushed when she heard this and said, "Godfather, shouldn't you ask if Sha Zhu bullied me?"

Yang Jun said with a smile: "Kid, there is no outsider here, how can I not know you?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhaodi's face turned even redder. She kept twisting and turning as she sat there, and the small stool couldn't bear the weight and made a cry for help.

Yang Jun was very worried that the bench might suddenly break and cause her to fall.

"Why don't you sit here with me?" Yang Jun said again.

"No need, godfather, I'll just sit here."

Sun Zhaodi seemed to have guessed something, and she stopped moving and sat there quietly.

"Godfather, I have already dealt with Aunt Ma's affairs. Do you have anything else to say?"

Some time ago, his father Sun Dashan passed away, and his brothers and sisters divided the family property. According to Yang Jun's instructions, when they divided the property, they left a portion for his stepmother Ma Xiaocui and her son, and she passed that portion to Ma Xiaocui.

Now that the work has been done, Sun Zhaodi came over to report to Yang Jun.

"Oh, it's done now."

After that, Yang Jun asked again: "How much did each of you get?"

He didn't like to meddle in other people's family affairs. He mainly wanted to know how much each person could get, and then see whether he should continue to take care of Ma Xiaocui and her son. After all, Sun Dashan was his sworn brother, and now that Sun Dashan was gone, he had to show his brotherhood no matter what.

"My father made some money in Hainan, about 10 million, and we each got less than 2 million." Sun Zhaodi.

"Well, not much indeed."

In the past few years, Sun Dashan has been helping Yang Jun manage the hotel and tourist attraction business in Hainan. He has no shares and all his income is salary. Yang Jun is also aware of this, and what Sun Zhaodi said is similar to his estimate.

After a slight pause, Yang Jun continued, "Go back and ask your godmother for another five million and give it to your Aunt Ma."

Sun Zhaodi was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Godfather, no need."

"To tell you the truth, I didn't keep a penny of the family property that Zhaocai and I divided. I gave it all to Aunt Ma. She lives a carefree life now."

"You gave your share to your Aunt Ma?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, then looked at his goddaughter with satisfaction.

Since Sun Dashan passed away, he found that Sun Zhaocai and Sun Zhaodi, the brother and sister, had become much more sensible than before. Not only did they accept their stepmother, but they also gave their share of the family property to Ma Xiaocui. To be honest, Yang Jun really didn't expect this.

"You...have grown up."

Yang Jun sighed and said, "Your brother Zhaocai has grown up. If your father knew, he would be proud of you."

On the one hand, Sun Zhaocai and Sun Zhaodi had grown up, and on the other hand, they were not short of money. The two million was like a drop in the bucket for them. Over the years, they had made a lot of money following Yang Jun. I dare not say how much, but it was several billion. Therefore, the two million was dispensable to them.

"But my father can no longer see."

When Sun Dashan was mentioned, Sun Zhaodi's eyes turned red and she choked up and couldn't speak.

Seeing this, Yang Jun was truly happy for their sensible behavior.

"Your father is in heaven, he can see it."

Sun Zhaodi nodded.

Seeing this, Yang Jun patted her shoulder and said, "Since you are pregnant, you should stay at home and take good care of the baby during this period. I will go and talk to your godmother. In addition..."

Yang Jun gave her a meaningful look and continued, "Don't bully Sha Zhu all the time. Even if you don't care about him, you should think about the baby in your belly to avoid getting a miscarriage."

When Sun Zhaodi heard this, her face turned red.

"I know, godfather."

Don't be fooled by Sha Zhu's big and strong appearance, which looks like he doesn't want strangers to come near him. But when he meets Sun Zhaodi, he is like a mouse meeting a cat, and he behaves as obediently as possible, like a son.

"Okay, go to the backyard and see your godmother."

Yang Jun was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable, so he sent her to the backyard.

After he left, Yang Jun continued to lie down.

After a while, the guard came to report that Wei Ni was visiting.

Yang Jun quickly invited her in and asked someone to bring her tea and a fruit plate.

After a while, Wei Ni came.

She looked sad and heavy.

"Uncle Yang."

Wei Ni shouted from a distance, then quickly walked up to Yang Jun and knelt on the ground.

"Uncle Yang, my dad...he's gone."

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

Only then did he notice that Wei Ni was wearing a mourning badge on her arm.

Yang Jun's heart sank as he realized that he had lost another old friend, which meant that he had fewer friends in this world.

Yang Jun quickly helped Wei Ni up from the ground.

"When did this happen?"

After Wei Ni got up, she wiped away her tears and choked up, "My dad passed away on the third day after I left you last time."

Hearing this, Yang Jun stood there in a daze.

Old Wei passed away in the end. He seemed to have anticipated that he would not be able to survive, and he came to say hello to Yang Jun before he died. After he had put his worries to rest, he had no more worries and left with peace of mind.

Poor parents in the world.

Even if you die, you should still think about your children.

"Hey."

Yang Jun sighed, then sat there and lit a cigarette.

"Why didn't you notify me? I could at least give your dad a ride."

Wei Ni looked at Yang Jun with tears in her eyes, and after a while she said, "My dad didn't let us notify you, saying that... you are busy with work and he doesn't want us to disturb you."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun did not say anything, but exhaled a puff of thick smoke.

Watching the smoke dissipate in the air is like human life disappearing in the long river of history.

Everyone comes to this world to go through the motions, Lao Wei is like this, so is he, and so is everyone.

Life is short, no one knows what will happen in the next second. We cannot control the long-term, so we can only cherish what we have now.

"Your father is one of the few friends I have." Yang Jun said.

This sentence came from his heart and also affirmed the position of Lao Wei in his mind.

When Wei Ni heard this, her face showed excitement.

"Uncle Yang, I want to thank you on behalf of my dad. It is his honor to have a friend like you."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "I'm honored or not. Friends don't talk about this."

"Ah."

Wei Ni nodded and stood up from the small stool.

"Uncle Yang, I'm back."

"Huh?" Yang Jun was stunned.

It won’t be long before we have to leave.

Wei Ni forced a smile and said, "I came here just to inform you. You are very busy, and I can't take up too much of your time."

"it does not matter……"

"Uncle Yang, I'm leaving."

Yang Jun raised his hand there, then said in a daze: "Okay, be careful on the road."

Wei Ni hummed and then left.

After Wei Ni left, Yang Jun suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

Although he had prepared himself mentally for Lao Wei to leave him, when the day finally came, he still found it hard to accept it.

It’s not that he can’t bear to leave Lao Wei, but he feels the sadness of life. The departure of old friends one by one means that he is becoming more and more lonely in this world. When the people around him leave one by one, it is like the end of the world for him.

Even if he is immortal, even if he lives longer, it has no meaning to him.

Yang Jun was immersed in this sad mood for the whole afternoon.

Only when he finished his meal did he return to the backyard.

As soon as I arrived at the restaurant, I saw Yang Chengdao and his wife.

"dad."

Seeing Yang Jun coming, the two men stood up and called out.

Yang Jun relaxed for a moment, then said, "Here it comes."

Then he sat down in his seat.

He waved at them: "Come to this table."

They are married now and are no longer children. We can no longer let them sit at the children's table.

"No thanks, Dad."

Yang Chengdao smiled and said, "If I really sit over there, you will feel uncomfortable, and neither will I. I'll just sit at this table."

Hearing this, Yang Jun said with a dark face: "When will you understand something?"

Is there anyone who talks to his father like this?

Hearing this, Yi Qiushui smiled and said, "Since Chengdao got married, he has become very sensible."

"I heard that Chengzhi is getting engaged, so I came here specially to congratulate her."

Hearing this, Yang Jun snorted coldly: "Isn't this what a brother should do?"

After hearing this, Yi Qiu Shui kept rolling her eyes.

"Anyway, whatever you say is reasonable. In your eyes, your son is just an ignorant thing."

Yang Jun corrected: "It's not a toy, it's a thing."

"you……"

Yang Chengdao: "..." (End of this chapter)