Siheyuan: Domineering life

"Pack up, we're going to Qinhuangdao."

While having breakfast that day, Yang Jun suddenly said to Chen Ruolan and Li Jingqiu.

"Qinhuangdao?"

The two were stunned for a moment and couldn't react for a long time.

"On vacation."

Yang Jun sighed and said, "This thief, God doesn't want us to live anymore. Can't we find a cool place to ourselves?"

"Okay, okay, let's go to Qinhuangdao."

When the two girls heard this, they were overjoyed.

Although they could not follow Yi Qiu Shui and her group on a long-distance tour, they could still go to a nearby place. Yanjing was very close to Qinhuangdao, and it only took a few hours by car. Qinhuangdao was a famous summer resort, and there was also a manor there. They didn't need to prepare anything and could just go there and move in.

"Honey, when are we going there?"

Li Jingqiu pulled Yang Jun's arm and acted coquettishly.

"Hey...just go now, don't delay, otherwise I will change my mind again." Yang Jun said earnestly.

"Okay, okay, let's go clean up now."

When the two girls heard this, they didn't even eat their meal. They dropped their chopsticks and went back to pack their luggage.

"You two should go slowly. You are pregnant." Yang Jun reminded them, "Just let the servants clean up."

"understood."

The two of them ran away like the wind.

Yang Jun didn't need to pack, as his servants would help him. Besides, he was a grown man and didn't need to bring many clothes.

Half an hour later, the family of four set off on their journey to Qinhuangdao.

After Chen Ruolan coaxed her one-year-old daughter to sleep, she and Li Jingqiu came over to chat with Yang Jun. The family of three sat in the RV, eating iced watermelon and drinking cool drinks while admiring the scenery outside.

It is now 91. Urban construction is in full swing all over the country. Construction workers wearing safety helmets and migrant workers carrying bags on their backs can be seen everywhere on both sides of the road. They are in a hurry, fearing that they will miss their work.

No matter how hot the weather is outside, you can still see bustling crowds of people, and even bosses wearing white shirts and ties with briefcases tucked under their arms.

Now is the golden age. As long as you work hard, there is no money you cannot make. Yang Jun is a time traveler, standing on the shoulders of future generations and looking into the future. As early as the 1950s and 1960s, he had laid out for today. After 20 to 30 years of operation, he not only climbed to a very high position, but also accumulated a huge family business. His family is prosperous, with nine women and 17 children. What more could one ask for in life?

It took the car three hours to reach Qinhuangdao. The people at the manor had already received a call and cleaned the manor in advance. After they entered the house, they went straight to the living room.

"You've been tired all the way, go and rest for a while, we'll have dinner together in the evening."

Yang Jun said to the two girls.

Both of them were pregnant and tired from the journey, so they were already exhausted at this moment. Yang Jun felt very distressed.

"Okay, we are indeed a little tired. Let's take a nap first and we'll see each other later." Li Jingqiu.

"Honey, don't you want to take a nap with us?" Chen Ruolan asked.

"I'm not tired." Yang Jun said, "I'm going to go fishing and see if I can catch any fish. I'll give you a dish tonight."

"Pfft!"

The two girls laughed so hard upon hearing this that they shook with laughter.

"What do you mean?"

Yang Jun was immediately displeased when he saw this.

"It's nothing interesting, just go ahead." Li Jingqiu said with a smile.

"If you make fun of your husband again next time, I'll show you how I'll deal with you." Yang Jun rolled his eyes.

"No, no, please go fishing quickly, Commander Yang, we are still waiting to drink fish soup."

After saying that, the two girls laughed again.

Seeing Yang Jun's face getting darker and darker, the two of them ran away.

After they left, Commander Yang... no, Commander Yang Jun turned and went to the front yard.

He comes to live in this manor in Qinhuangdao for a few months almost every year. The climate here is mild, not as hot as that in Yanjing. Even in the middle of the day, one can feel a cool breeze.

Yang Jun came to the gatehouse in the front yard, took out his long-forgotten fishing hook, and then carried the bucket to the pier in front.

"Uncle Master, where are you going?"

As soon as Yang Jun went out, he ran into Luo Xiaojun who was returning from patrol.

Luo Xiaojun inspected the entire manor, then arranged guards to stand guard, and just found time to come back.

"fishing."

Yang Jun left without looking back.

"You're in such good spirits, eh."

Luo Xiaojun shook his head.

He said to Sun Zhaocai and Ding Erzhu who were sitting in the gatehouse, panting like dogs,
"Why are you two still sitting here?"

Hearing this, the two men sighed, put their Han shirts directly on their shoulders, and followed Yang Jun reluctantly.

At the end of the pier, there is a pavilion, which is specially used by Yang Jun for fishing. Usually no one comes here, so it seems quiet.

After making a good nest and putting on the bait, Yang Jun threw the fishing rod directly into the sea and sat on a stool nearby to smoke.

This was originally a shallow water area, and some people had been playing here before, so it was impossible not to catch fish here. However, Yang Jun was not a fisherman. He was fishing for a mood and a style. As for whether he could catch any fish... he never held out hope, after all, he had been the Air Force Commander for many years.

"Uncle Yang, it's too hot today. Can we come fishing another day?" Sun Zhaocai complained while sitting on the side.

He was quite fat and was very afraid of heat. The bumpy ride had really exhausted him. At this moment, he was sitting there like a wilted toad, breathing heavily.

"No."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him, then lit a cigarette and sat there leisurely looking at the sea in the distance.

Qinhuangdao is much cooler than Yanjing. Even he, who is afraid of heat, can feel a little cool, but he still feels hot. Yang Jun really wants to lock him in the refrigerator.

"Okay, let's go fishing. Can we get something to eat first?" Sun Zhaocai frowned and said, "I came here in a hurry this morning and haven't had breakfast yet. Now it's time for lunch."

"Yeah, godfather, I'm hungry too."

At this time, Sha Zhu, who had been silent, spoke.

"Go ahead, I'm not stopping you." Yang Jun.

Yang Jun knew these two guys very well. He guessed that they were really tired today, otherwise they wouldn't be complaining.

"okay."

Sun Zhaocai knew that Yang Jun was speaking in a sarcastic way, but he pretended not to know and took it as the truth. He patted his butt and ran towards the manor behind.

Sha Zhu also wanted to go, but after taking one look at Yang Jun, he finally stayed. Yang Jun needed someone to be around him, and as a guard, he had to protect Yang Jun at all times.

About ten minutes later, Sun Zhaocai came over carrying two food boxes in each hand.

When Sha Zhu saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly ran over to greet him.

At this time, a dozen plainclothes guards came out of the manor. They divided into two teams and walked towards two directions near the sea. They were setting up a cordon and they had to ensure Yang Jun's safety.

Although Yang Jun took over this beach as a private property a few years ago, there are still tourists coming here from time to time, so it is still necessary to set up a cordon.

"So many delicious foods?"

Sha Zhu was stunned by the delicious food in the food box.

He was about to reach out to steal some food when Sun Zhaocai slapped him away.

"You think this is for the two of us?"

"This is for Uncle Yang."

There were more than a dozen dishes in the two food boxes, and each dish was very exquisite. Even a fool would know that these were prepared for Yang Jun. How could they, as two guards, be qualified to enjoy these?

"Why are you so fierce? Even if it's prepared for my godfather, can't I eat it?"

Sha Zhu was very angry and looked like he was going to have a fight with Sun Zhaocai.

"Uncle Yang hasn't spoken yet, what do you want to eat?" The two of them sang in unison, and Sun Zhaocai even blinked from time to time.

Yang Jun was annoyed by their quarrel, so he frowned and said, "Okay, let's eat together."

"When have you two ever been so polite?"

After saying that, Yang Jun dropped his fishing rod and turned around.

"Hey, thank you Uncle Yang."

"Thank you godfather."

The two men were smiling happily, as if their evil plan had succeeded.

When Yang Jun was about to pick up the chopsticks, he suddenly found some remnants of bait on his hands, so he stood up and went to the pier to wash his hands with sea water.

Seeing this, Sun Zhaocai and the other man also came over to wash their hands.

Afterwards, the three of them had dinner together.

The food was very delicious. Yang Jun learned his lesson this time and brought his family’s chef over, so the food was to his taste.

"It would be even better if there was wine."

Sun Zhaocai ate with relish, his mouth filled with all kinds of delicacies, and he talked in a buzzing voice.

"Just having wine is not enough. How about I find two beauties to serve you?" Yang Jun rolled his eyes.

"Hey, there's no need for this."

Sun Zhaocai said embarrassedly.

"Uncle Yang, it's okay to drink some beer. Beer is just a drink and it won't interfere with anything."

"Yes, yes, beer doesn't count as alcohol. It's a beverage at most." Sha Zhu agreed.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes again.

However, after this reminder, he did feel like drinking. The scenery here was unique, and with the sea breeze blowing, it really had a poetic feel.

"Go get some beer." Yang Jun waved his hand.

"Okay, thank you Uncle Yang."

When they heard this, they were extremely happy.

"Silly Zhu, I was the one who went to get the food just now, now it's your turn."

Sha Zhu looked at the table full of delicious food and was a little reluctant to move, but he went anyway.

He trotted all the way back, fearing that the food would be eaten up. His big feet made such a thudding sound on the pier that even at this end of the pier one could feel it like an earthquake.

After about a few minutes, Sha Zhu came back with two boxes of beer.

"Boom!"

He threw the wine on the ground, picked up the chopsticks and started eating quickly. He wanted to make up for what he had lost.

"big eater."

Sun Zhaocai glanced at him, then opened the beer on the ground and handed one to Yang Jun.

"He's covered in hair, and you say he's an old monster, but you're not much better than him." Yang Jun took the beer and rolled his eyes at him.

"hey-hey."

Sun Zhaocai smiled embarrassedly.

"Uncle Yang, I respect you."

Yang Jun ignored him and said while drinking beer: "Drink it yourself."

He doesn't like people toasting each other with drinks. He encounters this situation too many times and is fed up with it. Although he can't drink much, he likes to have a sip. He drinks for his mood and artistic conception and doesn't like worldly things.

"Hey, drink it yourself."

Sun Zhaocai smiled, then raised the bottle and gulped down half of it.

"It tastes like a drink, not satisfying at all."

The reason why he said this was to show Yang Jun that drinking beer would not delay things at all.

"That's right, that's right. Saying that he elevates it like a beverage, to me it's no different from drinking water." Sha Zhu echoed the sentiment.

Every time this happened, they would have a tacit understanding that they hoped Yang Jun would allow them to drink beer in the future and ensure that it would not delay anything.

Yang Jun knew what they meant but ignored them. Allowing the guards to drink was already an exception, but this situation must not become a routine. If all the guards were like them, who would abide by the rules in the future?

"This is just the first time, it won't happen again." Yang Jun said calmly.

"Oh."

After hearing this, the two felt disappointed.

At this time, a man walked over from one end of the pier.

"Uncle Master."

Luo Xiaojun yelled, then looked at the beer on the ground and glared at the two guys.

"Xiaojun, come here and have a drink." Yang Jun called.

"No need, uncle master. During work, I can't be like some people who don't know the rules." After saying this, Luo Xiaojun glared at Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu again.

The two knew they were in the wrong and lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

"Is there something wrong?" Yang Jun asked.

"Oh, Green Smoke is here, do you want to see her?"

Luyan is the owner of the teahouse set up by Yang Jun in Qinhuangdao. Usually, this teahouse is mainly responsible for receiving and serving dignitaries, and helping Yang Jun solve some things that are inconvenient for him to deal with. Since Sister Hong died, Luyan has taken over her position. In the past few years, she has done a good job and made considerable achievements, which Yang Jun has also seen.

After hearing this, Yang Jun looked back at the end of the pier and saw that there was indeed a woman standing there.

"Let her come."

Yang Jun guessed that Lu Yan came here this time to report to him.

"Yes, uncle."

Luo Xiaojun responded and then waved at the green smoke in the distance.

Seeing this, Lu Yan hurriedly trotted over here.

Lu Yan's real name is Chen Cuizhi. She took the stage name Lu Yan for the convenience of work. At this moment, she was wearing a white miniskirt. Her whole body was wrapped in tight clothes. Her clothes were wet with sweat, and her exquisite and graceful figure was clearly visible.

Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu were stunned by the fiery green smoke. They stared at him blankly and forgot to eat.

Even Yang Jun's eyes lit up. The women he usually came into contact with were generally elegant and sophisticated, never as hot as Lu Yan. He was stunned for a moment.

"Mr. Yang."

Seeing Yang Jun staring at her in a daze, Lu Yan suddenly felt embarrassed and called out respectfully.

"Oh, green smoke."

Yang Jun woke up from his trance and sat up straight.

"Have you eaten? If not, sit down and eat together."

"In reply to Mr. Yang, I ate it."

Lu Yan kept a smile on his face, crossed his hands on his abdomen, and stood there respectfully.

"have eaten?"

Yang Jun pondered for a moment and said, "After you've eaten, sit down and talk."

After saying that, she asked Sun Zhaocai to get her a set of bowls and chopsticks.

"Yes, Mr. Yang."

Green Smoke carried out Yang Jun's words 100%.

He responded, then took small steps and sat down next to Yang Jun. (End of this chapter)