Siheyuan: Domineering life

This time Yang Jun took a group of women to the northern grasslands for fun, not on a whim, but because he wanted to take this opportunity to please a few women.

After all, if Li Jingqiu wants to enter the house, it is not enough to just get Yi Qiu Shui's consent. The opinions of other women must also be sought. Although the final result is already determined, Yang Jun also has to consider their feelings a little.

This time I wanted to take the whole family to the grassland for fun, but since the children only had one day off, they couldn’t go with them.

Yi Qiu Shui didn't go either. She stayed at home and took a group of children to play in the suburbs.

The next day, Yang Jun and his group of eight boarded a plane to the northern grasslands.

This time, Yang Jun planned to travel for a longer period of time, so he brought more people with him. There were almost two hundred guards and logistics support personnel.

After the plane stopped at the airport closest to the Horqin Grassland, a group of people changed to cars and continued on their journey.

Although the Horqin Grassland is just the name of a grassland, it is not a small place on the map. In reality, it took them a whole day and a night to reach the edge of the grassland. When they arrived, it was already that evening.

So, the group camped there and waited for supplies to be prepared before setting off again.

Dozens of white tents were arranged in a star shape, with a huge yurt in the middle, where Yang Jun and a group of women lived.

The yurt is big enough, not to mention Yang Jun and his group, even twenty people can live there without any problem.

That night, a bonfire was lit. Yang Jun led a group of women to sit around the bonfire and chat. The nights on the grassland were still quite cold, so everyone huddled together to keep warm and chat. There was a barbecue grill next to them, where Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu were grilling lamb skewers.

This guy is an expert at grilling, so the job of grilling lamb skewers naturally fell to him.

I saw him flipping the lamb skewers on the iron rack skillfully, sprinkling various seasonings on his hands. Sha Zhu was fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan beside him, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth from time to time.

In the gray night there is an endless prairie, the sky is exceptionally clear, and the stars are twinkling, very clear.

"The grassland is so beautiful. This is the first time I see a grassland." Nalan Qingyun exclaimed.

"We've only just arrived here." Yang Jun said with a smile, "This is just the edge of the grassland. When we get to the real grassland, it will be really beautiful."

"Husband, have you ever been to the grassland?"

"Of course I came."

"Boasting." Huang Yani curled her lips and said, "You stay at home every day and never go out. It would be strange if you have seen the grassland."

"Haha, you look down on me. I've been everywhere." Yang Jun reminded him, "Do you remember where I went on a business trip last month?"

"Oh, I remember now, you went to Mongolia." Huang Yani smiled and said, "It seems that you have been to the grassland."

"Haha, what you said is so fresh."

Yang Jun threw a piece of firewood onto the fire and said, "There are a total of 193 countries and regions on this earth. I dare not say how many more there are, but I have been to at least 185 of them. The remaining few I cannot visit due to political reasons. There is no place I have not been to."

This is the truth. As a senior leader, I am either on a business trip or on an inspection every day. Is there any place I haven’t been to?

Of course, there are also places he has not been to, such as Sun Moon Island. It is not that he does not want to go, but he cannot go for political reasons. The main reason is that his status as a senior leader does not allow it.

The situations of the other places we didn’t visit were similar to those of Sun and Moon Island.

"I really envy you. I want to go out and have fun when I have the chance in the future." Huang Yani said.

"Husband, you should take us out to play more often in the future, while we are still young and can still run." Nini said.

"Okay, I'll definitely take you around when I have the chance."

These were not perfunctory words, but Yang Jun's heartfelt thoughts.

He is immortal, but they are not. If nothing unexpected happens, the time he spends with them will become less and less. He thinks that while there is still a chance, he should take them out more often to make the best of their fate in this life.

"It's a deal, don't cheat."

"Ha ha!"

At this time, the first batch of lamb skewers grilled by Sun Zhaocai was ready, and Sha Zhu brought them over.

"Godfather, let's eat lamb skewers." Sha Zhu.

Yang Jun took a look at the mutton skewers and said, "Did you drool in them?"

"Hey, that's impossible, godfather."

"Stay away from the grill."

Yang Jun glared at him and then brought the lamb skewers over.

"hey-hey."

Sha Zhu smiled and went back to grilling.

Yang Jun distributed the roasted lamb skewers to them.

Several people immediately gathered around Yang Jun, and everyone started eating and drinking.

There were flickering bonfires everywhere not far away, and Luo Xiaojun and his guards were preparing dinner.

"Xiaojun, do you have any beer?"

Yang Jun rushed to Luo Xiaojun who was setting up a cordon in the distance.

"Yes, Uncle Master." Luo Xiaojun said, "I'll move it for you."

When they entered the grassland, they had prepared supplies and all kinds of provisions.

After a while, Luo Xiaojun came over with a box of beer.

"Master uncle, Master wives, drink first, call me if you're not full."

"Thank you, Xiaojun." Huang Yani said.

They didn't dare to respond to the title of "Master's Wife". This was a title that belonged exclusively to Yi Qiu Shui. She called them that because she didn't treat them as outsiders. They didn't dare to take it seriously.

"You're welcome, Master's wife."

Xiaojun left with a smile.

As long as Yi Qiu Shui is not here, no one will care about these things.

For him, it doesn’t matter who his master’s wife is, as long as his master’s uncle is Yang Jun.

The group continued to eat and drink, enjoying the delicacies on the grassland.

Yang Qingxiang and the others were not used to camel milk and could only drink the water they brought with them. As for the roasted lamb, I believe there was no one who didn't like it. The lamb skewers roasted by Sun Zhaocai were very big, almost one kilogram each. Yang Jun felt full after eating only two skewers. He didn't dare to eat more for fear of getting a sore throat. Others ate at most one skewer, and some couldn't even finish a whole one.

They usually take care of their health, and they want to get nutrition and lose weight, so they dare not overeat, especially barbecue and the like. After eating a few bites of lamb skewers, they started to eat the bread they brought.

The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and Yang Jun is in a relaxing mood after having a good meal and a few drinks. He suddenly becomes interested in singing a song.

"Cough, cough..."

Yang Jun coughed dryly, then said to the ladies, "Ladies, do you want to hear your husband sing a song for you?"

"Can you still sing?"

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

Perhaps only Yi Qiu Shui knew that Yang Jun could sing. The others came in late and had never heard Yang Jun sing. Yang Jun remembered that the last time he sang was before Yang Chengdao was born. At that time, he and Yang Anguo, Ma Juzi and others hunted several wild boars in the mountains. They sang while eating wild boar meat that night.

Now it seems that we haven’t sung the national anthem for almost twenty years.

Yang Jun also likes singing, but his identity as a senior leader requires him to maintain his image at all times, so he suppresses his interests and hobbies.

"Who are you looking down on?"

Yang Jun smiled and said, "Ladies, if you don't mind, I will sing a song for you."

"Sing, sing. We are in the prairie anyway. It's not shameful to sing badly." Huang Yani said. "Haha, I am actually looking forward to my husband singing." Meng Wenya said.

"Hubby, please sing. I haven't heard you sing before."

At the urging of the women, Yang Jun cleared his throat.

"A meadow full of lamb flowers,"

As soon as the voice came out, everyone was attracted by Yang Jun's clear and clean singing voice.

They could never have imagined that Yang Jun's voice would be so good, not only clean but also full of friendship. Especially this song fits the current grassland environment and it blends into this environment in an instant.

"It's where I was born,"

Mother's warm sheepskin coat,

Covering my dreams every night,
Drink a bowl of milk tea that's boiling hot like mom's words...

As the song unfolds, a warm and harmonious picture appears before everyone's eyes: an elderly woman wearing unique ethnic minority clothing on her head is cooking lamb milk tea, and a middle-aged son is enjoying the milk tea cooked by his mother with a smile on his face. The image of being unsatisfied and satisfied comes to life on the paper.

Everyone slowly sketched out a beautiful picture as Yang Jun sang. Even Sun Zhaocai, Sha Zhu, and the guards in the distance who were grilling lamb skewers stopped what they were doing and looked towards Yang Jun.

No one expected that the usually serious leader could sing so well, even as well as current singers. Especially this never-heard song "Mom's Sheepskin Coat" gave people a pleasing feeling. As the song flowed slowly, everyone brought themselves into this picture, imagining the warm moment of drinking milk tea with their mother.

They are all middle-aged people, with elderly parents and young children. Some have even lost their parents. When they suddenly heard this song, they missed their mothers and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"How many years have you been accompanying me on my journey,"

"Looking at the tent deep in the white clouds..."

As he sang, Yang Jun thought of his mother Wang Yuying. His face became hot and two lines of tears flowed down his face and onto his neck.

"The years that my mother forgot to wear in front of the tent in my heart..."

Yang Jun's clear voice suddenly choked up, and his singing seemed to have more passion and appeal.

Thinking of his mother's sudden death, which left him no time to say goodbye properly, and the regret that was left in her life, he couldn't help singing, and he cried as he sang, letting the tears flow.

From now on, Yang Jun was a motherless child. He would no longer have a mother. Whenever he thought of his mother, he couldn't stop crying.

"Tell me to move forward bravely,"

"Drink a bowl of milk tea, boiling hot like my mother's words."

"Drink a bowl of milk tea, hot like my mother's words..."

Yang Jun kept repeating this line, trying hard to recall the last words his mother said to him before she died, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't remember.

"Drink a bowl of milk tea, hot like my mother's words..."

Seeing Yang Jun repeating this song over and over and letting his eyes be blurred by tears, everyone realized that something was wrong.

"Sister Yani, what should we do? My husband..." Nalan Qingyun looked at Yang Jun with a worried look on her face.

"Let him cry. It will be fine after he cries."

Huang Yani said: "The sudden death of my mother-in-law has dealt him a heavy blow. He has been suppressing his emotions for the past few months. Let him vent."

Everyone nodded after hearing this.

"Drink a bowl of milk tea, hot like my mother's words..."

Yang Jun suddenly choked up and couldn't sing anymore, then he just sat there and cried.

"what!"

Suddenly, he roared towards the sky, then Yang Jun sat on the ground in emotional collapse, then lowered his head and remained silent.

Everyone stood there in confusion, not knowing whether to try to persuade him or not.

Huang Yani and the others didn't know what to do. They wanted Yang Jun to vent his anger, but they were also afraid that he would get hurt.

"Xiaojun, bring some wine."

Yang Jun suddenly shouted.

"I'm coming."

Seeing this, Luo Xiaojun hurriedly brought another box of wine and ran over.

When he got closer, he saw that there were still a few bottles of wine left in the box. He could tell that Yang Jun seemed ready to get drunk.

After Luo Xiaojun put down the wine, he quietly stepped aside.

At this time, Chen Ruolan suddenly stood up and walked to Yang Jun.

"I'll drink with you."

After saying that, he opened a bottle of wine and sat opposite Yang Jun.

"boom!"

Yang Jun raised the bottle and clinked it with hers, then tilted his head back and drank it.

The emotions that had been suppressed for several months were finally released, and he planned to drink until he was drunk.

This was the first time in all these years that he didn't turn on the space mode and blew into the bottle with his mouth.

Tonight, he wants to invite the moon to get drunk with him.

"Hubby, take one of us."

At this time, Huang Yani and others also came over with wine bottles.

Over the years, they have been willing to be Yang Jun's concubines, willing to be the ones who make sacrifices behind the scenes. For Yang Jun, they followed him without any status, gave birth to children for him, raised and educated them, made sacrifices silently, and endured everything silently. Although they didn't say anything, they had been suppressing it in their hearts. Today, they finally had the chance and got drunk together.

"Okay, I'll take one of you with me, haha." Yang Jun laughed.

He put his arm around Nalan Qingyun's waist and laughed, "We won't go home until we're drunk tonight."

"Don't go home until you're drunk." everyone shouted.

A group of people were drinking and singing the song that Yang Jun had just sung.

As this song had never been sung before, none of them knew how to sing it. Yang Jun sang and taught them, and soon they could sing it by heart. This song is truly the king of the grassland, and no one could resist the temptation, especially since it was filled with deep maternal love. No one could refuse it.

"My mother's sheepskin coat was the swaddling clothes in which I was born,"

"..."

"Drink a bowl of milk tea, boiling hot like my mother's words."

"How many years..."

……

That night, Yang Jun got drunk.

He didn't know how much he drank, but he just kept drinking.

In the end, no one knew how he got drunk or how he got back, but he slept very well that night and seemed to dream of his mother.

His mother had returned to her youth, with black hair and a smile that was warmer than before. The way his mother cared about him was engraved in his mind like a knife or an axe. He vaguely remembered the last words his mother said to him.

"Jun'er, the weather is getting cold, remember to put on more clothes." (End of this chapter)