Siheyuan: Domineering life

For safety, Yang Jun and his family retreated to the front yard.

Sun Zhaocai, along with dozens of guards, began searching the cemetery.

Because the cemetery is too large and there are many green plants blocking the view, it is difficult to find someone hiding at first glance.

Dozens of guards opened the safety and began searching in a fan shape.

"Whoosh!"

As the sound of people walking among the green plants came, the atmosphere became extremely tense. A dark shadow hiding not far away stared at this side with his eyes wide open. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to his hiding place, he was so scared that his whole body was shaking.

"Who?"

"come out."

The green plants were shaking with joy, and everyone quickly locked onto the man's hiding place.

In an instant, dozens of people armed with guns surrounded them.

"Crack!"

The sound of the gun bolt being loaded made the man hiding in the dark sifting even harder.

"Don't shoot, I'm coming out."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man covered in mud stood out from the green plants.

I don’t know how long he has been hiding here. His hair is soaked by dew, his body is covered with mud, his face is red, and he seems to be frozen. The most important thing is that he is still holding a hammer and a shovel in his hands.

"I...I'm coming out, don't...open..."

Seeing such a person coming out of the bushes, everyone's nerves became even more tense and they all surrounded him.

"It's you?"

Sun Zhaocai recognized this person immediately.

Then, with a wave of his hand, someone immediately came up to disarm him, and then twisted his hands behind his back.

"Snapped!"

Sun Zhaocai went up and slapped the man in the face, making him dizzy and blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. The left side of his face immediately swelled up like a pig's head.

"Damn it, is there anyone else besides you?" Sun Zhaocai asked bluntly.

"No...more, I'm the only one left." The man's mouth leaked air and his speech was not clear, so Sun Zhaocai immediately slapped him again.

"Keep searching."

Afterwards, everyone began a comprehensive search of the entire cemetery, leaving no corner untouched.

……

forecourt.

Yang Jun's family was gathered in the east wing. Sha Zhu personally led four guards to guard the door. They held weapons in their hands and looked nervous and alert.

Yang Mei, Yi Qiu Shui and the others felt sympathetic and sat there with nervous looks on their faces.

Yang Jun walked around the room with a cigarette in his mouth and his hands behind his back.

About ten minutes later, Sun Zhaocai came over here with a man.

"Uncle Yang, the danger is over. We have caught this bastard."

After saying that, he kicked the man in the calf, and the man immediately knelt on the ground.

"It's you?"

Yang Jun was also surprised when he saw this person.

However, when he saw the shovel and sledgehammer beside him, he seemed to guess what he was going to do.

"Danger averted."

Yang Jun said something to Yi Qiu Shui and the others, then walked out the door.

The man who was going to rob the tomb was none other than Wang Yuping's eldest son Xiao Daoming.

However, this guy's face was as swollen as a pig's head. If Yang Jun hadn't recognized his clothes, he would not have dared to confirm that this man was Aunt Wang's son.

Some time ago, this guy coveted Aunt Wang's burial objects and had evil thoughts. Yang Jun had him taught a lesson, thinking that he would learn his lesson, but he didn't expect that the dog could not change its evil nature and started to covet the burial objects again.

Fortunately, this guy was only thinking about his mother's burial objects, and not Wang Yuying's burial objects. You know, Wang Yuying's burial objects were much more than Wang Yuping's, and there were countless gold, silver, jewelry and jade.

Yang Jun sighed inwardly, "It seems safer not to leave any burial objects."

However, Yang Jun was also furious when faced with this unfilial son who stole from his mother.

He went up and kicked him to the ground.

"You beast, you are a beast."

"You even robbed your own mother's grave. Are you still a human being?"

Yang Jun became angrier and angrier as he cursed, and he kicked him repeatedly.

Xiao Daoming howled continuously after being kicked and rolled on the ground.

Yang Jun was so angry that his chest heaved up and down. Seeing this, Sun Zhaocai quickly stopped him.

"Uncle Yang, don't dirty your feet, I'll do it."

After saying this, he crossed his fingers, and his joints made crackling sounds.

He walked up to him, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up like an eagle catching a chick, and with his other hand he opened his hands left and right, slapping him in the face.

"What a beast! What a beast."

"brute."

Everyone present wanted to slap him a few times. A beast like this who wanted to take his mother's burial objects should be cut into pieces. It had only been a few days since his mother was buried, and he started digging up the grave and robbing the tomb. He was simply worse than a beast.

"Clap!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Sun Zhaocai was not satisfied with beating others, so he asked two men to grab his hands on both sides, and then started to attack crazily.

Xiao Daoming's small body couldn't withstand such torment, and he fainted in a short while.

"That's enough, stop beating me to death."

Yang Jun suddenly spoke.

"Uncle Yang, why do we still keep this beast? Just kill him." Sun Zhaocai snorted.

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

"Wake him up and find out if he did it alone and if his brothers and sisters were involved."

"Yes."

Sun Zhaocai responded and asked someone to get water.

After a while, a guard brought over a basin of cold water.

He splashed it violently on the unconscious Xiao Daoming.

"what!"

Xiao Daoming was awakened and suddenly got up from the ground.

However, he was soon pinned to the ground again.

Yang Jun had a cold face and said nothing, but he winked at Sun Zhaocai.

Seeing this, Sun Zhaocai immediately walked over, grabbed his collar and asked,

"Tell me, who else was involved? Was your sister or brother involved?"

"No...it's just me. My second and third sisters don't know about this." Xiao Daoming said tremblingly.

It's so cold in February that I can hardly feel the cold all over my body.

"You're still not telling the truth, are you?"

Sun Zhaocai raised his hand and was about to draw.

"I'm telling the truth. I'm alone. There's really no one else."

Before he could finish his words, a large area of ​​the ground was wet and a strong stench of urine filled his nose.

Everyone couldn't help but cover their mouths and step back.

Seeing this, Sun Zhaocai immediately ordered someone to drag him away to avoid offending Yang Jun's eyes.

"When did you start planning to take over your mother's grave?"

After about twenty minutes, Sun Zhaocai finally asked all the questions he needed to ask.

"Uncle Yang, he should be the only one."

Sun Zhaocai came over to report.

Yang Jun had been standing nearby and heard the conversation clearly.

He dared to confirm that Xiao Daoming had indeed come to rob the tomb alone, and his younger brothers and sisters were not involved.

This guy climbed over the cemetery wall in the dark last night and hid in the bushes all night. He didn't dare to take action until dawn. He didn't expect that the cemetery built by Yang Jun for Wang Yuping was too solid. After working for more than half an hour, he couldn't break it open at all. He wanted to retreat when no one was around, but Yang Jun happened to come to burn the third phase of paper. He didn't dare to act rashly. He simply hid in the bushes and waited for Yang Jun to leave before climbing over the wall.

Unexpectedly, he was caught red-handed by Yang Jun.

"Yes, he should be alone." Yang Jun nodded and continued, "Send him to the police."

"Uncle Yang, isn't this too easy for him?"

After Sun Zhaocai finished speaking, he raised his right hand and made a fierce gesture.

When Yang Jun heard this, he glared at him.

"This is Aunt Wang's son. You should give him face instead of consideration. Do you really want to kill him?"

After hearing this, Sun Zhaocai remained silent.

He really didn't think so much. If it were based on his personality, he would have crippled Xiao Daoming even if he didn't die.

At this time, Yi Qiu Shui came over.

Looking at Xiao Daoming who was curled up on the ground, he sighed repeatedly.

"Auntie Wang is such a kind person, how could she have such a beastly son, ah."

Yang Jun listened and smiled bitterly: "Since ancient times, kind mothers have failed to educate their sons. You know that."

"No matter what he does, I have to do this for Aunt Wang's sake."

Yi Qiushui listened and nodded, "Yes, no matter what, we have to let him go for Aunt Wang's sake."

"However, this kind of beast must be taught a lesson, otherwise he will be more careful about being buried with you in the future."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun said nothing, which meant he agreed with his point of view.

"Come and get rich, send him in."

After saying that, he muttered to himself: "In order to prevent him from harming others in the future, it is better to let him stay in there for the rest of his life like Lao Wu."

"Yes, Uncle Yang."

Sun Zhaocai responded, waved his hand, and immediately had Xiao Daoming taken away.

After he left, Yang Jun instructed again: "Let him see his brothers and sisters before sending him in."

"Uncle Yang, what kind of morality is there to talk about with such a person..."

Before he finished speaking, he seemed to understand something.

"Oh, I see. You are killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, to warn his brothers and sisters to behave themselves."

Yang Jun didn't say anything. Yi Qiushui on the side said with a smile, "You have not followed your uncle Yang for so many years in vain. Go and do it quickly."

"Yes, Auntie."

Sun Zhaocai chuckled.

"besides……"

Yang Jun suddenly stopped Sun Zhaocai who was about to leave, then looked coldly at the cemetery manager standing not far away.

"Open them all."

After something like this happened, Yang Jun naturally couldn't just let it go. The reason why Xiao Daoming was able to come in and rob the tomb was ultimately because of their inadequate management. In fact, Yang Jun also knew that this kind of thing couldn't be blamed on them. After all, tigers also take naps sometimes, and the tomb was so big that it was impossible for them to guard there all the time.

Of course, it is impossible to pretend that nothing happened, so it is necessary to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

There are a total of twenty cemetery managers, and they were grateful when they heard the news.

Yang Jun's punishment was considered light, he just fired them. If they really wanted to be held accountable, they would probably...

They couldn't imagine how serious the consequences would be and were filled with gratitude towards Yang Jun.

"Yes, Uncle Yang."

Afterwards, Sun Zhaocai led a group of people away.

After they left, Yang Jun took his family to the cemetery behind.

After this happened, everyone took it seriously. Yang Mei, Yang Liu and others even checked their mother's grave to see if there were any signs of damage. If there were, they would never let Xiao Daoming go. Fortunately, nothing unusual was found.

As for Wang Yuping's tomb, although there were traces of being hit by a sledgehammer, the cement used to build the tomb was of high-standard C80, so one can imagine how strong it was. Not to mention being hit by a hammer, even being blown up by a cannonball would be useless.

The group began to burn paper for Aunt Wang.

Yi Qiu Shui led Yang Mei and the others to burn paper there, while Yang Jun led Sun Zhaocai to inspect the wall surrounding the cemetery.

When the wall was first built, it was very high, about three meters high, but even so, some people were still able to climb over it.

“A high-voltage electric grid is added to the wall.”

Yang Jun stood there with his hands behind his back, looking at the wall, and instructed Sun Zhaocai to strengthen the defense measures.

"Yes, Uncle Yang."

"Also..." Yang Jun pointed to the area inside the wall and said, "Plant thorn trees along the wall. They must be ten meters wide."

Sun Zhaocai was shocked when he heard this.

They are adding high-voltage power grids and planting thorn forests. Even if the king of heaven comes, he won't be able to get through.

"Oh, by the way, cameras should be installed around the ancestral hall and in the exceptions. There must be someone on duty in the duty room 24 hours a day. Things like today are not allowed to happen again." Yang Jun.

"Yes, Uncle Yang."

Sun Zhaocai silently remembered what Yang Jun had told him. Yang Jun was very angry at this time, and he did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

"Also... add twenty more security guards."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt these measures were sufficient.

Anyway, he is not short of money, so he can just employ more people. As long as the cemetery is absolutely safe, he thinks it is worth it no matter what he does.

"Yes, Uncle Yang, I'll select someone to come over later."

After Yang Jun explained all this, he walked around the wall and found that there were no loopholes, then went to the ancestral hall in front.

When he arrived, Yi Qiu Shui and the others were waiting for him there.

"Brother, do you want to have a meal before going back?" Yangmei asked.

After hearing this, Yang Jun rolled his eyes at her.

"After something like this, you still want to stay for dinner?"

"I'm just asking, why are you so angry?" Yang Mei looked aggrieved.

Yang Jun wanted to say something to her, but Yang Liu interrupted him and said, "Brother, everything has been arranged, right? No one should be able to climb over the wall this time."

"Well, install a high-voltage power grid on the wall, plant a 10-meter-wide thorn forest inside, and... install cameras and 40 security guards." Yang Jun pondered and said, "No one should be able to get in."

When everyone heard this, they were all amazed.

Even gods cannot do anything about this kind of high-intensity defense measure.

High-voltage power grid, plus a 10-meter-wide thorn forest, cameras, and forty security guards...

Thinking about this high-intensity defense, they also feel scared.

Of course, even if someone wanted to take the burial objects, the C80 defense alone would be enough to cause a headache.

"I think no one would dare to take the burial objects."

After hearing this, Yang Liu and the others felt relieved.

To be honest, after something like this happened, they all wanted to kill Xiao Daoming, but there was nothing they could do. Even for Aunt Wang's sake, they couldn't kill them. After all, everyone remembered Aunt Wang's kindness, and they couldn't let her be a widow all her life and raise a child without leaving any offspring.

"Okay, everyone go back home and gather at this time next week." Yang Jun said.

Afterwards, everyone left the ancestral hall and went back to their homes. (End of this chapter)