Siheyuan: Domineering life

For three consecutive days, Yang Jun worked at the unit.

There are endless documents to approve and endless guests to meet every day, and he is very tired during this period.

After a few days of hard work, the work at hand gradually became easier and he was able to spend more time at home with his family.

That day, he was chatting with Sun Zhaocai and the others in the greenhouse when Yi Qiu Shui came.

She didn't come alone, she brought two children with her, one in her arms and one in her hand.

The older girl is his daughter Shiyi Niang, and the baby in his arms is his eldest grandson Yang Mingchan. Since Yang Chengdao and Bai He have to go to school during the day, the child can only be left to Yi Qiu Shui.

"Go find your grandfather."

As soon as they entered the door, Yi Qiu Shui handed Yang Mingchan to Yang Jun.

The child usually had little contact with Yang Jun, and when he suddenly got into his arms, he started crying non-stop.

"Wow!"

"Oh, my little ancestor, you're pestering me to death."

Yi Qiu Shui had no choice but to take the child back.

However, at this time, Eleventh Lady took the opportunity to climb onto Yang Jun, with her legs resting on his belly, trembling.

"Go, Dad, go."

Yang Jun held her in his arms, supporting her arms with his hands, trying to reduce the amplitude of the movement as much as possible. He almost vomited out what he had eaten in the morning.

"Oh, little darling, are you riding daddy like a horse?" Yang Jun looked at his little girl with a smile.

The little girl is over three years old and has not yet gone to school. She plays with her mother at home every day and rarely goes out, so she is a bit clingy.

"Dad, drive."

The little girl giggled with joy.

"Oh, I'm so exhausted."

Yi Qiushui said with a bitter face: "Leaving both children to me, I am exhausted every day."

Hearing this, Yang Jun laughed and said, "Can you blame others? Who told you to let them give birth to the baby?"

Before he could finish, he felt a pain in his waist, and Yi Qiu Shui's death hand tightly pinched his sore flesh.

"Mr. Yang, what do you mean?"

"So the grandson is mine alone, right?"

"Even if I don't have a grandson, I still have a daughter. You're her father, why should I be the only one to take care of her?"

After saying that, he turned around and said to Shiyi Niang: "Don't look for mom anymore, go with your dad."

"Dad, stand."

The little girl giggled. She didn't care whether her parents were arguing or not, as long as she was happy.

Among so many daughters, Yang Jun loves Shiyi Niang the most. Besides the fact that she is Yi Qiu Shui's daughter, it is also because this girl is the clingy one. Yang Jun likes the feeling of being clingy. The feeling of being needed makes him, as a father, very satisfied.

"I will take care of it. I don't believe I can't do it well."

Yang Jun said this while making his daughter laugh.

"My dear, daddy will take care of you from now on, okay?"

"it is good."

The little girl jumped and danced with joy.

"Ouch, no, you squeezed Daddy's stomach to pieces."

Yang Jun pretended to have a stomachache. Seeing this, his daughter felt very distressed and quickly slid off him, pouting her little lips and blowing on Yang Jun's belly.

"Dad doesn't explode. Dad doesn't explode."

"Ha ha!"

Yang Jun was so amused that he laughed out loud.

Even Yi Qiu Shui, who was standing by, was envious. Her daughter had never been so clingy to her before. The feeling of loss was something that outsiders could not understand.

"You little heartless one."

Yi Qiu Shui scolded angrily.

"Ha ha!"

"Giggle!"

Afterwards, the couple chatted while playing with the child.

Yang Jun broke the roasted sweet potatoes and fed them to Shiyi Niang. The little girl was afraid of getting burned before eating, so she always blew on it before daring to eat it. She looked so cute and lovely that made Yang Jun and his wife giggle.

"Twenty-four Meiling is engaged." Yi Qiushui said.

"Wow, so fast, it's only been two days." Yang Jun.

"It's because Meiling is afraid that her mother will change her mind, so she set the date so tight." Yi Qiu Shui said with a smile.

"This girl..." Yang Jun laughed, "She is still a child at heart. How can she go back on her word on such a matter?"

After saying that, she seemed to remember something and continued, "As their aunt and uncle, we have to give them some dowry."

"It will be too late for you to worry about this."

Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes at him and said, "I have already prepared the dowry."

"A villa in Jiuyuan, three foreign trade companies, and 100 million in cash. Do you think this is enough?"

"That's enough. As her aunt and uncle, we have prepared enough dowry for her. It can't be more than her mother's." Yang Jun said.

"Haha, you expect Qiuyue to prepare a dowry for Meiling? Don't even think about it. The dowry she prepared is less than half of mine." Yi Qiu Shui laughed.

"what?"

Seeing Yang Jun's shocked expression, Yi Qiushui explained, "Meiling is a girl after all. Once a girl is married off, she is like spilled water. Of course, she will leave the family property to Meifeng."

"Oh, your sister is a typical example of favoring boys over girls." Yang Jun sighed.

"Don't laugh at her. If she had a fortune as big as ours, she would definitely not treat Meiling badly."

"Or... should we prepare more dowry for Meiling?" Yang Jun asked tentatively.

"Why?"

Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes at him and said, "I have prepared more dowry than her mother, so I have done her justice. I can't always treat her like my own daughter. After all, this is our Yang family's property, and it will be handed over to Cheng Dao in the future."

"Haha, you said your sister is biased towards boys, but you are not much better than her." Yang Jun said with a smile.

"That's different. Although Qiuyue and I are sisters, we are from two different families after all. I also have my own family to take care of. I can't always rely on her for everything."

Yang Jun listened without saying anything, just looked at her with a smile.

All women are like this, and this is in line with human nature.

It would be a man's tragedy if his woman always thinks about her parents' home.

As long as Yi Qiu Shuixin is always with Yang Jun, Yang Jun won't care too much about some minor issues.

"Give Meiling another 100 million yuan," Yang Jun suddenly said, and then continued with a smile, "After all, they need to set up a new family, and there are many places to spend money. Give them more dowry so that they can live an easier life."

Yi Qiushui didn't object, but after a moment of thought, she said, "Okay, I'll give her another 100 million."

After saying that, he said angrily, "If Qiuyue knew about this, who knows how happy she would be."

"We are all sisters, don't worry too much about it."

Yang Jun patted her hands.

"For your sake, I won't bother with her."

"Yes, yes, thank you, ma'am."

At this time, the door of the glass room opened and Sun Zhaocai poked his head out. "Uncle Yang, Yi Meiling is here."

"Her boyfriend Cheng Jiaxue is here too."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun and his wife looked at each other.

"Do you want to see him?" Yang Jun asked cautiously.

To be honest, I didn't want to meet him. He hated all kinds of social interactions the most. Everyone was polite to each other and there were endless greetings. He was very annoyed. If I guessed correctly, Yi Meiling and Cheng Jiaxue came here mainly to thank him, to thank him for doing justice for them and agreeing to this marriage.

And there was Cheng Jiaxue. It was his first visit, so there would definitely be all kinds of polite greetings. Although he didn't like it, he had to socialize.

"Tsk, if you don't want to meet me, just say so. Why are you beating around the bush and asking for my opinion?" Yi Qiu Shui said with a smile.

"Then I don't want to see him." Yang Jun said with a straight face.

"Okay, if you don't want to see me, I'll see you, okay?"

After saying that, he carried his eldest grandson Yang Mingchan to the living room.

"Hey, Eleventh Lady, take her away..."

After hearing this, Yi Qiu Shui turned around and glared at him fiercely, scaring Yang Jun so much that he didn't dare to say the rest of the words.

"Hey, baby, come play here with daddy, okay? Let's eat sweet potatoes..."

……

On the third day, Yi Meiling and Cheng Jiaxue got engaged, but Yang Jun did not attend.

Generally, he doesn't like to attend such events. He is not used to it, and it makes others feel awkward. Especially for a leader of his size, wherever he goes, he will cause trouble for others, and it will be inconvenient for others when he is there. Therefore, he tries not to attend any banquets.

Bored at home, Yang Jun invited his old comrades to go to Mu Sheng's farm house for fun.

Yang Jun went next door to call Wang Erwa, and the two of them set off in one car.

When they arrived at the farm house in the suburbs, Mu Sheng had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Lao Yang, Lao Wang, welcome, welcome."

Mu Sheng opened the car door and got in directly.

Then the car drove straight into the yard.

Yang Jun has a special identity and cannot show up in public casually. If possible, he would even like to have the car drive directly into the room, so that no one would recognize him.

"Old Mu, has everything been arranged?" Wang Erwa asked with a smile.

"It is a must."

Mu Sheng patted his chest and said, "As soon as I heard that Old Yang was coming, I immediately had the west yard vacated and reserved it for you."

"Haha, so it's prepared for Lao Yang. I'm not qualified?"

"Hey, Lao Wang, why are you still picking on me? Aren't you and Lao Yang the same?" Mu Sheng smiled.

Although it was prepared for two people, everyone understood that it was prepared for Yang Jun. Now that Wang Erwa is no longer in that position, he doesn't have to worry about being exposed. But Yang Jun is different. He must always pay attention to his image. If people see him playing and having fun here, it will really affect his image.

Yang Jun sat there, watching them play with a smile.

In fact, the feeling of being respected and valued is very good, and he enjoys this feeling very much. Just imagine, who doesn’t want to be treated like a deity?

"Old Yang, we have prepared snacks for you. You can enjoy them anytime."

Mu Sheng was sitting in the front row and turned around to wink at Yang Jun.

"Get lost! I haven't even had my main meal yet, where does the dessert come from?" Yang Jun cursed with a smile.

"Oh, after-meal snacks are my favorite, Old Wang. I like this one." Wang Erwa said with a smile.

"Then let's have the main meal first and have snacks later, hehe." Mu Sheng.

Then the car drove directly into the west courtyard and stopped in front of an antique building.

Mu Sheng got out of the car first and ran to open the door for Yang Jun.

"Old Mu, you bastard, you treat us differently." Wang Erwa scolded with a smile.

"How dare I? I'm opening the door for Lao Yang first. Please wait a moment and I'll open it for you too." Mu Sheng said with a smile.

We are all comrades-in-arms. We like to joke around when we talk and no one takes it seriously.

"Fuck you, I can't afford it."

Wang Erwa opened the car door, looked at the sky in the distance, and muttered to himself: "When I was young, there were people vying to open the car door for me. What a pity... Alas."

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

"It's a pity that you, old king, love beauty more than the kingdom."

Mu Sheng also laughed and said, "Old Wang, think about it now, is it worth giving up all this for Linda?"

"Hey."

Wang Erwa sighed to the sky, then waved his hands and said, "No more, no more. If I talk too much, it will only bring tears."

After saying that, he said to Mu Sheng: "Damn you Mu Sheng, I'm going to eat double the amount of snacks today, so that my life on earth will not be in vain."

"Okay, no problem. Four servings are no problem. The key is whether you have an appetite." Mu Sheng said with a smile.

"Old Mu, don't listen to his nonsense. It's good enough for him to eat one serving given his physique." Yang Jun joked.

"Damn Old Yang, you're the one who's weak." Wang Erwa scolded with a smile.

Then the three of them entered the living room.

The west courtyard had been cleaned and there was no one there. In order to protect Yang Jun's privacy, Mu Sheng personally took on the task of serving tea and water.

"Old Yang, how long do you plan to stay this time?"

Mu Sheng poured a cup of tea for Yang Jun and asked.

"Two or three days, maybe eight or ten days if we have fun." Yang Jun.

"Old Yang, I feel relieved when you say this. Don't worry, I will take good care of you and try to let you stay for half a month."

When Mu Sheng heard that Yang Jun was going to stay here for so many days, he was extremely happy. You know, other people couldn't invite Yang Jun, and they didn't even have a chance to curry favor with him. Although he and Yang Jun were comrades-in-arms and they usually got along well, comrades-in-arms are comrades-in-arms, and cannot be confused with progress. In this world, no one should be nice to another person as a father treats his son, no matter how close the relationship is.

Naturally, he would not miss this opportunity to curry favor with Yang Jun.

"Old Mu, I don't even want to say anything about you. Look at your image as a bootlicker... I... Hey." Wang Erwa pointed at Mu Sheng and said, "You were a soldier king in your past, how did you end up being a bootlicker?"

"Fuck you uncle."

Mu Sheng laughed and scolded: "Damn Old Wang, just like you are not a licking dog, if you don't flatter Old Yang, would you follow along?"

"Get lost! What do you mean I followed you here so eagerly? It was obviously Lao Yang who knelt down and begged me to come." Wang Erwa jumped up and down.

"I don't believe you." Mu Sheng rolled his eyes.

"Don't you believe it? If you don't believe it, ask Lao Yang."

After that, he said to Yang Jun: "Old Yang, did you ask me to come here?"

Yang Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "You two are so old, why are you like children, fighting as soon as you meet?"

"Lao Mu, I'm hungry, give me something to eat."

"Okay, I've prepared it for you a long time ago." Mu Sheng answered readily.

"Two more bottles of Maozi, please." Wang Erwa added.

"Don't worry, I know what kind of wine you like." Mu Sheng said with a smile: "Old Yang likes Jiannanchun, and Old Wang likes Maozi. I remember them all."

After saying that, he turned and went outside.

"By the way, please prepare the after-meal snacks as well."

Wang Erwa called from behind. (End of this chapter)