Siheyuan: Domineering life

The next day is New Year’s Day.

The time has come to 1991. If you count carefully, Yang Jun has been in this world for more than years.

In the past twenty years, he has achieved remarkable results. What makes him most proud is that he has a family in this world, and so many family members. He has parents to fulfill his filial piety, and children and grandchildren to enjoy the happiness of family life. He and his wife live in harmony, which are the three greatest happiness in life.

Yang Jun is lucky. He is blessed by heaven, so his life in this world is not in vain.

After what happened yesterday, Yang Jun didn't want to see anyone, so on New Year's Day he told the doorman not to see anyone. He stayed in the glass house by the pond all day. His son Yang Chengdao stayed with him for the morning, and then went out for a party in the afternoon.

There are only him and a few women at home. When they have nothing to do, they sit together and chat, imagine the future prospects, and think about the beautiful life in the future. To be honest, if it weren’t for the yellow earth and white bones, Yang Jun would definitely protect his family for a hundred years without worries.

However, it seems that immortality is not necessarily a good thing, especially as we grow older, this sorrow becomes more and more serious.

That young face made him anxious and sometimes even brought a sense of oppression and threat to others. Others were normal people, but he had maintained the same face for decades. He had an advantage over others in terms of age, physique, and physical strength. This invisibly put pressure and threat on others, causing many people to be wary of and reject him. His career path became increasingly difficult, and he was just a stone's throw away from the pyramid. However, even this small distance made him feel it was difficult to take a single step.

Fortunately, he is young and is not afraid of the invasion of time. Time is on his side. Even if he has to endure it, he still has the advantage.

Yang Jun is well aware of the relationship between power and money. All previous additions were derived from power. Without power, all wealth would be like rootless duckweed and would vanish in an instant. Therefore, over the years, he has been working hard to maintain this situation. Although he sits there drinking tea and fishing every day, his mind is never idle. He calculates all kinds of things and people carefully and tries his best to make judgments and decisions that are beneficial to himself.

As for the unit, he has his secretary Gao Qin looking after it, and he has several subordinates who were promoted by him. So there won't be any problems in that area. He just needs to focus on the social skills outside.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Qingxiang came and asked him to go back for dinner.

Today is the first day of the new year, so we should eat early.

When he arrived at the backyard, the food was already prepared and the family were sitting there waiting for him. Since most people had gone to Hainan for a trip with Yi Qiu Shui, there were very few people eating and only one table was occupied.

"It's Chinese New Year today, there aren't so many rules, just be casual."

Yang Jun tapped with his chopsticks, signaling everyone to start eating.

“Oh, it’s Chinese New Year.”

When Nini heard that she could order whatever she wanted, she immediately shouted and excitedly picked up the chopsticks to pick up the food.

"Pfft."

Seeing this, the others started laughing.

Yang Qingxiang smiled and said, "Nini, you are already a mother, why are you still acting like a child?"

"Hehe, it's the New Year, I'm happy." Nini stuck out her tongue and smiled embarrassedly.

"She is a child. Even if she becomes a mother, she is still a 19-year-old girl." Meng Wenya said with a smile.

"Who said it wasn't her? If you didn't tell me, people would think she was Old Yang's daughter." Nalan Qingyun joked.

When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes at her.

"Stop being sarcastic. It's New Year's Day. Can you please have a good meal?"

"I didn't say anything. I was just making a metaphor. Why are you in such a hurry?" Nalan Qingyun blinked at Yang Jun a few times.

"Hmph, I think you deserve to be punished again." Yang Jun glared at her.

"Yes, you clean it up."

Nalan Qingyun showed no sign of weakness and gave Yang Jun a provocative look.

When the others saw this, they all made a "huh" sound.

"It's New Year's Day, stop flirting with each other. The child is still here." Meng Wenya said coquettishly.

"The child is still young, don't be afraid, hehe." Nalan Qingyun.

Meng Wenya rolled her eyes at her and said, "The child is young, but we are not. You two are flirting in front of us. Have you ever considered the feelings of us sisters?"

"Hey, I'm here to pave the way for you. We can all benefit from the benefits we fight for."

After saying that, Nalan Qingyun blinked a few times at the women.

When they saw this, they immediately understood, made an expression of understanding, and then all looked at Yang Jun.

Yang Jun sat there calmly, eating his meal and said calmly, "Let's stay up together tonight."

"Oh, great."

"Old Yang, I love you so much."

When everyone heard this, they all cheered.

At this time, Nini looked at everyone with a confused face.

"Wasn't the New Year's Eve last night?"

When everyone heard this, they rolled their eyes at her.

Isn’t this girl too real?
"Yes, yes, yes, we will stay up all night with Lao Yang. You don't have to join us. Go back to your yard early after dinner to take care of the children." Nalan Qingyun.

Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Don’t you understand such an obvious truth?

However, everyone thought that if there was one less person, they would get one less bowl of porridge. If Nini didn't participate, they could eat more.

After Nalan Qingyun's reminder, Nini suddenly realized what was going on and her face turned red instantly.

"I forgot to stay up last night, so tonight is a good time to make up for it."

"Haha, I think you are just greedy, little girl." Meng Wenya joked.

"Who says it's not true? Look at her saliva flowing out."

Everyone joked.

Nini was thin-skinned, and her face immediately turned red all the way to her neck, and she buried her head deeply in her neck.

"Okay, okay, stop teasing her."

Yang Jun stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Put the kids to bed early tonight, and come to my room to stay up together to celebrate the New Year."

"On time."

The girls responded.

After dinner, Yang Jun washed up and prepared to stay up all night when the phone rang.

Looking at the women on the bed, Yang Jun hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up the phone.

The call was from the security guard.

"What's the matter?" Yang Jun asked impatiently.

It would be strange for him to be happy to receive a call at this time, disturbing his staying up all night with the other women.

"Reporting to the leader, someone came from the ancestral hall and said that the old lady... is gone."

When Yang Jun heard this, his head suddenly started buzzing and he was speechless for a long time.

He felt as if his whole body was frozen, unable to move, his hands and feet became cold, and even his breathing became suffocated.

After about half a minute, Yang Jun asked tremblingly: "What did you say? Say it again."

"Reporting to the leader, the guards at the ancestral hall have come and they said that the old lady is gone." The guard at the door said again.

This time Yang Jun heard it clearly, and it said that the old lady was gone.

The common meaning of "gone" is dead, which means his mother Wang Yuying is gone.

Yang Jun's head was buzzing and his mind was in a mess. At this moment, he felt like the sky was falling.

When Yang Jun thought about not having his mother's love in the future and losing another relative in the world, he felt cold all over.

At this moment, Meng Wenya saw Yang Jun standing there trembling all over, and immediately realized that something had happened.

She quickly put on her clothes, got out of bed, came to Yang Jun, held him with both hands, and asked with concern.

"Old Yang, are you okay?"

Seeing that Yang Jun didn't say anything, she shook it again.

"Old Yang, what happened?"

Yang Jun seemed to be more awake at this time, holding the table with both hands to prevent himself from falling. After a while, he turned around and looked at Meng Wenya.

"I don't have a mother anymore."

After hearing this, Meng Wenya was stunned for a moment, then she opened her mouth in shock.

After hearing this, the other women were also shocked and put on their clothes and got out of bed.

"Old Yang, you have to hold on."

Yang Jun's whole body went limp, he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, several women quickly helped him up and carried him to the bed.

"Old Yang, please don't scare us. You must hold on."

The women panicked and stood there, not knowing what to do.

"I am fine."

Yang Jun suddenly sat up from the bed, and said firmly: "You stay at home, I'll go to the ancestral hall."

As the pillar of the family, he has to be strong, and he doesn't want to show this in front of his family.

"Lao Yang, we'll go with you." said several women.

"No, you guys stay at home and take good care of the children."

Yang Jun stood up, walked out with firm steps, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that his body looked particularly heavy.

Several women saw him off to the gate and watched Yang Jun's car leave before returning to the backyard.

Along the way, Yang Jun's head was buzzing.

My mother's death was so sudden. There was no sign at all, and I didn't hear that she was sick or unwell beforehand. Dr. Cui gave her a comprehensive physical examination last month, and she was in very good health. How could she suddenly die?

Yang Jun really couldn't think of any reason.

Sun Zhaocai drove very fast and arrived at the ancestral hall in less than twenty minutes.

As soon as we arrived at the ancestral hall, we saw that it was as bright as day. The lanterns at the door had been changed to white, with a big word "甸" written on it.

Seeing this, Yang Jun felt even more depressed and couldn't even lift his feet to get out of the car. It was Ding Erzhu who noticed something was going on, and he and Sun Zhaocai helped Yang Jun get out of the car.

There were shadows at the door and many people were standing there.

Seeing Yang Jun's car coming, everyone gathered around.

"elder brother."

With a miserable cry, a thin figure threw himself into Yang Jun's arms.

Yangmei burst into tears with a loud cry.

"Brother, mom is gone, woo woo."

Yang Liu, Yang Yu and the others all came, and they all cried their hearts out.

"Brother, we will no longer have a mother, woo woo!"

Listening to the cuckoo's blood-like cry, Yang Jun felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife and was in unbearable pain.

However, he still suppressed his sadness, gently patted Yang Mei's shoulder, and comforted her: "Meizi, don't be afraid, I have you, big brother."

Even though Yang Jun said it lightly, his heart ached more than anyone else.

Pushing Yang Mei aside, Yang Jun went straight to the east wing of the ancestral hall.

The entire ancestral hall was as bright as day. All the lights were on, white silk was hung, and the whole world was white, which seemed to add a bit of sadness to the heavy atmosphere.

When I arrived at the east wing, I saw a lonely and hunched figure sitting on the steps at the door. Her expression was numb and her eyes were staring at the sky empty. She sat there motionless as if petrified.

This person was none other than Wang Yuying's godsister, Wang Yuping.

Wang Yuying saw that she was somewhat similar to her sister, so she felt pity for her. Over the years, the two of them have been living together. During this period, Wang Yuying's face was filled with more laughter and her life became more fulfilling.

Yang Jun was grateful to her from the bottom of his heart, thanking her for bringing so much laughter to his mother.

However, at this moment, the old man sat there numbly like an emotionless zombie.

Yang Jun glanced at her and then walked into the room.

As soon as I reached the door, I saw Wang Yuying lying straight on the bed.

She was wearing brand new clothes, with a smile on her face, and seemed to pass away very peacefully.

Looking at that familiar and kind face, recalling every bit of his past life, Yang Jun's mind was filled with his mother's shadow. Many scenes played in his mind like a movie, from the moment he was born, to the time he took his first steps, to the time he went to school with a small schoolbag on his back... to every bit after his career change, Yang Jun could even clearly feel the warmth of his mother hugging him...

At this moment, Yang Jun's vision blurred.

"mom!"

Yang Jun screamed and fell to the window.

No matter how he shouted or shook her, Wang Yuying still lay there smiling, not moving.

She seemed to be asleep, sleeping very deeply and sweetly, and seemed to be enjoying and craving this kind of sleep and never wanted to open her eyes again.

"Mom, why did you leave without saying a word?"

"You are so cruel. You left us brothers and sisters behind and just walked away."

Yang Jun knelt there, tears streaming down his face, expressing his longing for his mother.

He hadn't expected that the last time he saw his mother was when they discussed her 73rd birthday. He hadn't expected that they would be separated forever. If he had known that would be the case, he would definitely stay with his mother every day.

"mom!"

Yang Jun screamed and threw himself on his mother.

"mom!"

Yangmei and the other two knelt down in front of the bed, calling for their mother.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Jun recovered from his grief.

He slowly stood up and walked outside.

There were many people standing at the door. They did not enter the house but waited there quietly.

When they saw Yang Jun coming out, everyone wanted to go forward.

Yang Jun waved his hand, indicating that they didn't need it.

Then he came to Wang Yuping and sat on the steps next to her.

Wang Yuping's face was covered with tears. She sat there motionless, letting the tears soak her clothes on her chest.

It can be seen that she is very sad, but Yang Jun still wants to ask how his mother died.

"Aunt Wang."

Yang Jun called out softly.

Yang Jun still respects this elder who has no blood relationship with him.

Her mother treated her as her own sister and took good care of her. Her appearance brought so much laughter and joy to her mother. Yang Jun is grateful from the bottom of her heart.

"Jun'er."

Wang Yuping screamed and turned her head numbly towards Yang Jun.

Hearing the word "Jun'er", Yang Jun's heart suddenly ached, as if he heard his mother calling him again.

"Aunt Wang."

Yang Jun choked with sobs. (End of this chapter)