Siheyuan: Domineering life

That day, Yang Jun was chatting with Sun Zhaocai and the others in the greenhouse.

My goddaughters Yang Chengliu and Lucy are here.

"Godfather, this is your favorite eight-treasure duck. I bought it specially for you."

Yang Chengliu opened the food box and took out a golden roast duck. The surface of the roast duck was shiny and even steaming.

"Godfather, eat it while it's hot." Lucy said in a clumsy tone.

Yang Jun took one look at the Eight Treasure Duck and immediately lost his appetite.

Now as soon as he smells the roast duck, he wants to swallow it.

However, Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu, the two guys behind him, were staring at the duck with their eyes wide open, looking very greedy.

"Let's put it aside for now." Yang Jun took a look and was no longer interested.

"No, godfather, eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good if it gets cold." Yang Chengliu.

After saying that, he picked up a knife and cut the rope that tied the duck. Suddenly a rich fragrance wafted into his nose. After the duck's belly was opened, various golden seasonings were revealed inside. Yang Jun couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

To be honest, the duck cooking skills outside are much better than Sun Zhaocai's, but just in terms of appearance, it's something they can't do.

Yang Chengliu tore off a small piece of duck meat and stuffed it into Yang Jun's mouth.

"Godfather, try it, it's delicious."

Yang Jun took a bite and found it really delicious. He couldn't help but pinch a few more pieces and put them in his mouth.

After eating a few bites, I felt it was satisfying, so I stopped.

"Today we are sending you Eight Treasure Duck, which is also a show of filial piety. Are you here to say goodbye?"

After saying that, Yang Jun looked at the two of them with a playful expression.

After hearing this, Yang Chengliu blushed slightly and looked embarrassed.

Lucy was fine, but her Chinese was not very good, so she could not fully appreciate the charm of the Chinese language and could not understand the teasing meaning.

"Hehe, I really can't hide anything from you."

Yang Chengliu smiled sheepishly, paused for a moment, and then continued, "The New Year has passed, and spring is coming soon. I think it's time to go out for a walk."

"Where are you going this time?" Yang Jun asked.

"Well, let's go to Hulunbuir Grassland. I've never been to a grassland before."

"Tell me the truth, where are you going?" Yang Jun looked at her with a smile.

"Godfather, I'm really going to Hulunbuir Prairie. I won't lie to you." Yang Chengliu said coquettishly, "If I lie to you, you can catch me back at any time."

"Really?"

"Really, I'm not lying to you."

Yang Jun turned his gaze to Lucy.

Seeing this, Lucy shrugged her shoulders in a way that only Westerners do, which meant just as Yang Chengliu said.

"Okay, godfather agrees that you can go."

Yang Jun thought that there was no danger in the Hulunbuir grassland. It was much safer than the desert and uninhabited areas. At most there were wolves and other animals on the grassland. All he needed to do was find more people to watch over it.

"Thank you, godfather." They said in unison.

"Well, be sure to pay attention to safety when you go out and bring more people with you." Yang Jun advised.

"I know, godfather."

After that, the father and his two daughters talked about something else, and as they talked, they started talking about starting a family and building a career.

"Xiao Liu, you're almost thirty, are you considering starting a family?"

After hearing this, Yang Chengliu smiled bitterly and touched the pair of crippled legs.

"Godfather, I'm fine this way. There's no need to hurt others."

"What are you talking about? How can you say you are harming others by getting married?" Yang Jun glared and said, "Whoever can marry my daughter is blessed. There is no question of whether it will harm others or not."

After hearing this, Yang Chengliu could only smile bitterly.

She understood this logic very well. Not to mention that she had been married before, even if her legs were disabled now, as long as she wanted to find someone, there were plenty of people. Who wouldn't want to marry Yang Jun's daughter? As the saying goes, marrying a princess is equivalent to becoming a prefect, and immediately turning your life around.

However, she was accustomed to the wonderful world outside and had opened her eyes. Naturally, she would not be bound by the secular world and lose her freedom. Especially since her legs became disabled, she became even more disheartened and no longer had any hope for love.

"Hey."

After hearing this, Yang Jun could only smile bitterly.

He knew his goddaughter well. Although she appeared docile on the surface, she was extremely stubborn at heart. Once she made up her mind, no one could change it.

He stopped persuading her.

"You can go your own way. Godfather respects your opinion." Yang Jun.

"Thank you, godfather." Yang Chengliu bowed.

At this time, Yang Jun turned his gaze to Lucy who was eating Eight Treasure Duck.

"Lucy, what are your plans? You can't just follow your sixth sister around everywhere."

After hearing this, Lucy blinked her eyes with a deep look that only Westerners have, and suddenly smiled.

"Godfather, I'm still young. There's no rush. Let's talk about it in a few years."

"You are not young anymore. If you are older you won't be able to get married." Yang Jun.

"If you can't get married, just stay with your godfather."

When Yang Jun heard this, he held his forehead and smiled bitterly.

"You all rely on your godfather, but he will get old sooner or later and won't be able to support you forever."

"Then we will support our godfather for his whole life." Yang Chengliu said.

"Hey."

After hearing this, Yang Jun could only smile bitterly.

The children are grown up now and have their own ideas. They will not listen to him like they did when they were little. He doesn't want to force them to do anything. As a parent, he just hopes that the children are safe and healthy. As for other things, he doesn't want to interfere. He just hopes that they can live a happy life.

At noon, Yang Jun asked them to stay for lunch. Since they were about to leave, they had to have a reunion dinner.

……

The next day, Yang Jun still did not go to work.

However, he did not go to the glass house by the river as usual.

Today is the third anniversary of his mother Wang Yuying's death, and he will go to the grave to burn paper in person.

When his mother was alive, he always felt that he could not feel the preciousness of family love without her by his side. However, since his mother passed away, he missed her more and more, and sometimes tears blurred his eyes as he thought about her.

I'm afraid it's true what the saying goes: only when you lose something do you realize its value.

This time, he only brought a few women with him and the children stayed at home.

Arriving at the ancestral hall, Yang Jun went straight to the east wing as usual.

But when he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something and stopped.

Yi Qiu Shui and the others looked at him with wide eyes.

Everyone knows that this is a subconscious behavior of his, so they understand why he did it.

Yi Qiu Shui walked in front and pushed open the door of Wang Yuying's room.

Then he automatically stepped aside to make way for Yang Jun.

Yang Jun was in a trance for a moment and then smiled.

"Hey, when I just walked in the door, I seemed to see Mom and Aunt Wang sitting at the door knitting sweaters..."

Yi Qiushui smiled and said, "Yes, I just vaguely saw them sitting at the door basking in the sun and chatting."

Yang Jun felt very sad after hearing this.

My eyes suddenly turned red.

He turned his back and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Then, she turned around and smiled, "Who says it's not true? If it were in the past, the two sisters would have made dumplings and were waiting for me."

At this time, Yang Qingxiang came over, pulled Yang Jun's sleeve, and comforted him: "Husband, Mom will always live in our hearts, she will always be with us."

"Ah."

Yang Jun smiled bitterly and nodded.

Now he could only comfort himself in this way. Then, he put down the incense, candles and paper money.

Yi Qiu Shui and her friends moved tables, chairs and benches out of the house, and a group of people sat there basking in the sun while cutting paper money.

The reason I didn’t do these at home was that I hoped to stay here longer.

Several people were cutting paper money while chatting. Most of the conversation was about Wang Yuying. Thinking about Wang Yuying's past, everyone's face was filled with longing.

As a mother-in-law, Wang Yuying was impeccable to them. If she had not gone against the crowd and made the decision to let them in, they would still be the concubines kept outside by Yang Jun. The reason they were able to enter the Yang family's gate with dignity was thanks to Wang Yuying.

Everyone was full of gratitude towards her and spoke of her in high praise.

"Brother! Sister-in-law."

At this time, Yangmei came from outside.

She was holding a plastic bag of paper money that had already been cut.

"Meizi, here I come."

Yang Jun didn't say anything, and Yi Qiu Shui took the initiative to greet her.

"Come on, sister-in-law, you got here earlier than me."

After saying that, Yang Mei greeted Meng Wenya and the others.

"Hello, sisters-in-law."

"Meizi, here I come."

Several women also greeted her enthusiastically.

They not only gained the recognition of their mother-in-law Wang Yuying, but also the approval of several sisters-in-law, so they felt very close to Yang Mei.

"We just arrived too, it happened almost the same time." Yi Qiu Shui explained.

"Oh, if I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have cut it at home."

Seeing Yang Jun and others cutting paper money, Yang Mei regretted it deeply.

If that were the case, she could have come earlier, and the whole family could have sat together and chatted, which would have been wonderful.

"It's okay, it will be the same next time."

After all, this is only the third round of paper burning, and there will be a fourth round in the future. After that, there will be the first anniversary paper and the third anniversary paper. We also have to visit the graves during festivals, so there are plenty of opportunities for everyone to get together.

"Okay, I'll bring it over next time and have it cut."

Yang Jun glanced at her and asked, "Why haven't the third and fourth brothers come yet?"

"I just contacted them. They have to play for a while before they can come over. The third child got into a fight with someone and was called away by the teacher. The fourth child has a high fever and she has to finish the IV before she can come over."

Yang Jun listened and said nothing.

They were all trivial family matters, so no one bothered to talk about them.

Afterwards, several people chatted while working.

Yang Jun didn't want to hang out with women, so he found an excuse and left.

Afterwards, he went to the ancestral hall to burn incense in front of the tablets of his ancestors. After doing this, he went to the cemetery behind the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is managed by a dedicated person and it is cleaned every day. The area in front of my parents' grave is spotless, without even a fallen leaf. Even the tombstones on the grave are cleaned spotlessly.

Yang Jun stood in front of his parents' grave.

Looking at the familiar smiles of his parents on the tombstone, he couldn't help but feel sad.

After a while, he sighed and sat down on a step nearby.

He lit a cigarette and started smoking.

There is a lonely grave not far from his parents. That is Wang Yuping's grave. In order to fulfill her sisterhood with his mother, Yang Jun specially had her buried in the Yang family's ancestral tomb. Now, the two sisters are buried together and they will not have to be separated in the future.

After finishing one cigarette, Yang Jun lit another one.

At this time, another voice was heard.

Yangmei and a few others came with paper money.

Seeing Yang Jun sitting there, everyone just glanced at him indifferently, then took out the towels that had been prepared long ago and began to wipe the tombstone.

Although there are people taking care of it every day, they still express their filial piety in this way.

"Big brother."

Yang Liu and Yang Yu called out softly.

"Ah."

Yang Jun hummed softly.

After a while, everyone wiped the tombstone and looked at Yang Jun together.

Yang Jun put out his unfinished cigarette, patted his butt and walked over.

In front of the tombstone there is a marble-carved brazier similar to a cornucopia, which is specifically used for burning paper money.

Yang Jun took out a match, lit the paper money, and threw it directly into the brazier.

Then, the four brothers and sisters knelt there.

Yang Jun was burning paper money with his eyes narrowed, and Yang Yu and the others began to sob.

After a while, the sound became louder and louder, and he cried very sadly.

It's like this when you visit a grave. You have to cry. The sadder you cry, the more it shows that you miss your loved ones.

When most of the paper money was burned, Yang Jun stopped filling it in, and the remaining half was left for Aunt Wang.

Afterwards, Yang Jun and his group went to Aunt Wang’s grave.

Just like before, wipe the tombstone first as usual.

Yangmei and a few others took towels and began to wipe the tombstone. When they went around the back of the tombstone, Yangmei suddenly screamed.

"Brother, come and take a look."

After hearing this, Yang Jun hurried over.

Yang Mei pointed to a corner of the tomb and said, "Brother, why are there signs of human destruction here?"

"Where? Let me see."

Yang Jun looked in the direction of her finger and saw some signs of damage.

The marks were not too obvious. It seemed that someone had hit it a few times with a sledgehammer, and because it was too hard, they couldn't continue.

When building the tomb, Yang Jun specially used C80 super-strong cement.

This kind of cement is the hardest cement in the world. At that time, he took it out from space specifically for building tombs.

This trace seems to be very fresh, it should have happened not long ago.

Yang Jun suddenly thought of something and looked around the cemetery.

There were only two graves in the cemetery, my parents' and Aunt Wang's. The rest were all planted with green plants. The whole yard was green and you couldn't see very far. In the distance was a three-meter-high wall, so it was not easy for outsiders to get in. There were patrols 24 hours a day, so if there was anyone, it would be impossible for them to escape in such a short time.

The cemetery was very large, covering dozens of acres, so he did not rashly search it alone.

He reached for his waist, and with a thought, a loaded pistol appeared in his hand.

"boom!"

Yang Jun fired a shot into the sky.

Yi Qiu Shui and the others were startled by the sudden gunshots, and then looked at Yang Jun in surprise.

After a while, hurried footsteps were heard in the front yard.

Sun Zhaocai and his men, led dozens of guards, running towards this side quickly with weapons in their hands.

"Uncle Yang, what happened? Who fired the gun?"

A group of guards quickly surrounded Yang Jun and the women and kept them on alert.

After hearing this, Yang Jun slowly put down the gun in his hand.

He looked at the surrounding vegetation with cold eyes and said solemnly,

"Search."

"Search the person for me."

Afterwards, Yang Jun asked Yi Qiushui and the other women to go to the front yard. (End of this chapter)