Siheyuan: Domineering life

This time the grave was moved.

Not only did my second uncle and second aunt move in, but even my grandparents moved in as well.

Yang Jun thought that instead of moving the graves, it would be better to solve all the problems at once. As long as the family graves were moved to Yanjing, he would try to have less contact with his hometown in the future, as a way of making a break.

People are like this. Once they become rich, they will never deal with their former poor relatives again, as if they are afraid that they will take advantage of them. Yang Jun is also a human being, so he is naturally no exception. Maybe this is human nature.

The brothers Yang Anguo and Yang Anbang had the same idea. After all, they were doing well now. One was a senior official in the workplace, and the other was a wealthy super tycoon. People had similar natures, and they all wanted to cut off ties with the people and things in the past.

Yang Jun did not participate in the relocation of the graves, not because he did not want to, but because his status did not allow it. After all, he was a public figure, and it would have a bad impact if someone saw it. So the matter was handed over to the Yang Anguo brothers. However, he still asked Yang Mei, Yang Liu and the other three to go back, as if someone from the first house had sent someone.

Yang Jun has been staying at the ancestral hall these days.

Grandpa and second uncle are going to move here soon. The graves need to be repaired and the tombstones need to be engraved. Of course, such things require finding help and it is reasonable to hold a banquet. However, Yang Jun has handed over these matters to the people below him.

In addition, Yang Jun cleaned up the west wing because his second aunt Ma Juan and her son were going to move in, so he had to make preparations early.

Originally, Yang Anguo and his brother wanted to arrange for the mother and son to live in the city to make it convenient for Yang Tao to go to school, but Second Aunt refused. She said that she liked quietness and it was nice to live near the ancestral hall. As for the issue of the child going to school, it was not a big deal. It was only half an hour's drive from the city, and she could pick him up and drop him off every day.

The main reason was that her second uncle left her a large inheritance, so she could live the rest of her life comfortably and all she had to do was raise the child.

Of course, Yang Jun couldn't let her live in such poverty, so he specially transferred four nannies from home to take care of her.

In fact, Yang Jun had no other purpose but to leave some blood of the Yang family. After all, the Yang family was not prosperous, and more people meant more hope.

That day, Yang Jun came back from the ancestral hall.

I was planning to go to the restaurant for dinner, but when I passed the living room, I heard someone talking.

After listening carefully, it seemed that Yi Qiu Shui and Yi Qiu Yue were talking to a man. As for who that man was, Yang Jun didn't know him.

He walked into the living room with his hands behind his back.

"Old Yang is back." Yi Qiu Shui saw Yang Jun at a glance.

"Brother-in-law is back." Yi Qiuyue also stood up and greeted him.

Entering the living room, Yang Jun saw the man's appearance clearly. He was a man in his forties or fifties, wearing a pair of high-power myopic glasses, a navy blue Mao suit, and his hair was parted in a 3:7 style, a standard look for a workplace official. Yang Jun also had the same hairstyle.

"Good leader."

When the visitor saw Yang Jun, he immediately stood up from the stool and extended his hand.

"you are?"

Yang Jun held his hand and asked.

"Hello, boss, I'm Cheng Ming."

The man smiled respectfully and said, "A few days ago you asked Jiaxue to bring me a message..."

"Oh oh oh, it turns out to be Cheng Ming."

Only then did Yang Jun remember who Cheng Ming was.

Cheng Ming is Cheng Jiaxue's father and Yi Meiling's future father-in-law. When they came to the house a few days ago, Yang Jun asked Cheng Jiaxue to tell his father to come to the office for tea.

I was so busy with the relocation of graves these days that I actually forgot about this matter.

As for the wedding of Cheng Jiaxue and Yi Meiling, Yang Jun did not attend it and forgot about it.

While Yang Jun was talking, he glanced at the coffee table and saw that it was filled with various gifts. They all looked very valuable. They must have been brought by Cheng Ming.

"Oh, Old Cheng."

Yang Jun patted his head and said with regret: "I have been busy these two days and forgot about this matter. I am so sorry."

"It's okay, big boss. You're so busy that you don't have time to remember these things." Cheng Ming kept his body slightly bent and smiled, "I went to your workplace to visit you, but you weren't there, so I asked my mother-in-law to come to your house to visit you."

After saying that, he pointed at Yi Qiuyue.

Yi Qiuyue smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, you are a very busy man. It's really not easy to see you."

"I'm afraid you'll leave a bad impression on others, so I brought my father-in-law to visit you in person."

Yi Qiuyue also gave Yang Jun some face by not telling him that he lay down every day drinking tea, chatting and fishing.

"Oh, thank you, sister. Fortunately, you are here, otherwise I would have left a bad impression of being untrustworthy to Lao Cheng." Yang Jun teased.

"It's okay, it's okay." Cheng Ming smiled and said, "Big leaders are busy with things, so it's inevitable that they forget things. This is normal."

At this time, Yi Qiu Shui interrupted.

"Okay, Lao Yang, it's not convenient to talk here. Take your father-in-law to the study to talk."

After hearing this, Yang Jun turned around and said to Cheng Ming: "Let's go, Old Cheng, let's go to the study."

It was over, and he gestured to Yi Qiu Shui.

Yi Qiu Shui nodded, and then asked the nanny to bring a pot of tea to the study.

……

An hour later, Cheng Ming left Yang Mansion.

"Thank you for taking the time to meet with me. I have benefited a lot from it and I will never forget it."

Cheng Ming kept smiling throughout the whole process and was extremely humble.

"Old Cheng, please come to my house often, or come to my office for tea." Yang Jun shook hands with him.

"Of course, of course. I couldn't ask for more."

Cheng Ming bent down slightly, held Yang Jun's hands with both hands, and said, "Master, please stay, and we'll see you another day."

"Okay, see you another day."

Afterwards, Cheng Ming got in the car and slowly left.

After he left, Yang Jun went back to the backyard.

It was unknown when Yi Qiuyue returned, and Yi Qiushui was sitting alone in the living room in a daze.

She didn't even notice Yang Jun approaching her.

Yang Jun bent down and looked at her, but she still didn't react, so he waved his hand in front of her a few times, and she finally came out of her daze.

"gone?"

"Uh, just sent away."

Yang Jun sat opposite her and lit a cigarette.

"Old Yang, thank you." Yi Qiu Shui said suddenly.

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, then looked at her in surprise.

"no need thank me?"

Yi Qiu Shui smiled, with a little more tenderness on her face.

"Thank you for doing so much for the Yi family."

After that, he sat next to Yang Jun, took his hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

After hearing this, Yang Jun sighed.

To be honest, he was very tired. If he had not promised to help Yi Qiu Shui revitalize the Yi family, he would not have done all this.

A small official like Cheng Ming was not qualified to meet him. This time, in order to help the Yi family, he made an exception and met him. He also took the trouble to deal with him, which could be regarded as fulfilling his promise.

"Hey, it's enough for you to know how hard I work."

After that, Yang Jun suddenly held her hand tightly, his eyes suddenly shining: "How are you going to thank me?"

When Yi Qiu Shui heard this, she subconsciously retracted her hand, as if she was going to eat her.

"There's no need to do this, right?" Yang Jun's eyes widened, and he said in a dissatisfied tone, "I'm your man, why are you reacting so strongly?"

After hearing this, Yi Qiushui looked guilty and grabbed Yang Jun's hand and said, "I'm sorry, husband, it's my fault." "I... I'm in menopause now. It's not that I deliberately reacted so strongly, but the hormones in my body..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking,"

Yang Jun interrupted her, and then said in a soft tone: "I know, but I didn't expect menopause to have such a big reaction."

After that, he paused for a moment and then continued, "Then we won't have that kind of thing anymore..."

Yi Qiu Shui's face turned red and he looked embarrassed.

"That should be the case. Anyway, I have never heard of reverse growth during menopause."

After hearing this, Yang Jun sighed deeply.

"Oh, I don't know whether it's my loss or yours."

Upon hearing this, Yi Qiu Shui waved his fist and hit him lightly.

"It must be my loss."

"I'm not the only woman you have, what do you have to lose?"

Yang Jun: "You can't say that. Maybe I just like your type?"

"Hate!"

Yi Qiushui punched him again, then snuggled into his arms and said tenderly, "Thank you for still liking me so much, but I can't serve you like before."

"Hey, don't just blame me, the most important thing is to take good care of your health."

Having said this, Yi Qiu Shui suddenly pinched him again for no apparent reason.

"Those little hooves got a bargain."

"Haha." Yang Jun laughed happily.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while.

Yi Qiu Shui said that she was not feeling well, so she asked Yang Jun to go to Yang Qingxiang's yard.

……

the next day.

Yang Jun rushed to the ancestral hall early in the morning.

Today is the day when my grandparents, uncle and aunt will relocate their graves.

In fact, they arrived in Yanjing last night, but entered the city today in order to catch a good day.

This time, members of the Yang family also came. They drove more than a dozen buses. In addition to the family members, there were four coffins in the buses.

Except for my second uncle's coffin which had some dirt on it, the other three coffins were all new. Since my grandparents and my second aunt had passed away many years ago, their bodies and coffins had long since rotted away, so this time the graves had to be moved, only new coffins could be given to them.

The coffins are all made of precious pine wood, which is not easy to rot and should be able to last for a hundred years.

Yang Jun and Yi Qiu Shui arrived an hour early with a group of children. They were waiting at an intersection about two kilometers away from the ancestral hall.

About ten minutes later, we saw a line of buses at the end of the road.

The people on the bus seemed to have seen Yang Jun and his group as well, so they all stopped.

About a hundred people got off the bus. They were all in mourning. They supported the bus and walked slowly towards the ancestral hall. There was a group of people playing suona in front of them.

Relocating a grave is also a big event, no less grand than a funeral, and even more grand than a funeral.

When Yang Jun's people saw this, they immediately came forward and put mourning clothes on him, even the children.

As the sound of the horn got closer, Yang Jun also heard a burst of crying.

A group of women in white mourning clothes were leading the way in front, including Yangmei, Yangliu, Yangyu and others.

Not only the men of the family came to relocate the graves this time, but also many women. They were all relatives of Yang Jun, and they came specifically to mourn.

Sometimes, men cannot replace women, for example, no one can replace this. In short, Yang Jun cannot do something like crying at a funeral.

"Woo!"

A group of women came towards this side, sobbing and crying.

At this time, clan leader Yang Mingsheng stepped forward.

Standing on a slightly raised earth slope, he shouted at the top of his voice,

"Please invite filial sons and grandsons to attend the funeral!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a group of clansmen shouting, "Please invite the filial sons and grandsons to attend the funeral!"

At this time, Yang Anguo and Yang Anbang, dressed in mourning clothes, and their wives and children stood behind Yang Jun.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jun immediately became solemn.

The sound of suona was suddenly heard at this time, and the whole world became very quiet. We could only hear each other's breathing, but we could feel the solemn and depressing atmosphere.

"Yang Jun, the eldest son and grandson of the Yang family, will take over the funeral."

Yang Jun shouted loudly, then bowed down.

The people behind him also bowed down.

At this time, the clan leader Yang Mingsheng came over and handed a poplar wood stick wrapped with white silk to Yang Jun.

"Please invite filial sons and grandsons to visit the ancestors like the ancestral tomb."

"I obey your command, filial son and grandson."

Yang Jun also shouted loudly, then got up from the ground, holding the poplar stick, bent over and walked towards the ancestral hall.

Seeing this, others held onto the bus.

This is called "carrying the coffin" in rural areas and is a courtesy only for wealthy and prestigious people.

The sound of suona sounded again, and the sound of mourning also sounded at the right time, but this time the sound of mourning was louder than before.

It took us almost two hours to walk this short two-mile distance.

By the time we arrived at the ancestral hall, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

The auspicious time for burial originally set was 12 o'clock sharp. The old man must be buried at this time so that he can bless his descendants.

The bus stopped at the gate of the ancestral hall.

Yang Jun led a group of family members to kneel there, lined up in a row, waiting for their ancestor to be born.

The constant wailing made the ceremony even more solemn.

With everyone's joint efforts, the four coffins finally landed on the ground.

Afterwards, everyone found ropes and poles and began to carry the coffin to the cemetery at the back.

The cemetery was prepared a few days ago, and the cement grave has long been dry, and is now waiting to be buried.

As the legitimate son and grandson, Yang Jun had the heaviest responsibility. Although he did not understand the etiquette, he still tried his best to do it perfectly.

Every time a coffin was carried in, Yang Jun would personally kneel down to greet it.

It was almost twelve o'clock when the four heavy coffins were placed into the cement pit that had been prepared long ago.

Following a shout from team leader Yang Mingsheng, everyone began to backfill the soil.

Next, there was another round of heart-wrenching wailing and the sound of suona was deafening.

At about two o'clock, my grandparents and my second uncle and second aunt were finally laid to rest. All that was left was to cover the soil and erect tombstones. However, these were matters for the future and there was no need to rush at the moment.

After doing all this, everyone went to the front yard.

The banquet had already been prepared there. (End of this chapter)