Siheyuan: Domineering life

The door of the intensive care unit opened, and Yang Jun and his group walked in slowly.

Arriving at the bedside and looking at this unrecognizable old woman tortured by illness, Aunt Guo seemed to be enduring great pain and kept groaning. She was in a daze and seemed to fall into a coma at any time.

Aunt Guo seemed to sense something and suddenly opened her eyes.

"mom!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

Seeing Aunt Guo suddenly wake up, everyone thought her condition had improved a little, so they called for a doctor.

A group of expert doctors stood by and did not come over, but all lowered their heads.

When everyone saw this, they immediately understood what was going on. If their guess was correct, this was Aunt Guo's last burst of vitality.

"If you have anything to say, tell me now."

At this time, the dean whispered.

"mom!"

Guo Tianyue and Yi Qiu Shui shouted and then rushed over.

Although they were very sad now, they still knew their limits and did not dare to touch Aunt Guo. They knew that their unintentional actions might cause her great pain.

“Woo! Woo…”

Aunt Guo had a tube in her mouth and couldn't speak.

In fact, even if the tube was removed, her brain stem nerves would have become dysfunctional and she would have lost her language function.

"Woooo..."

Although Aunt Guo was in a semi-comatose state, tears suddenly flowed down her face when she saw her relatives around her.

"mom!"

"mom!"

Yi Qiu Shui and Guo Tianyue looked at Aunt Guo and found she was speechless and in great pain.

"Mom, do you have anything else to tell me?"

Yi Qiushui calmed down and asked quickly. After all, the last moments of life were very short, and he had to take advantage of this time to make arrangements for his afterlife as much as possible.

Aunt Guo didn't say anything, but made a humming sound, shook her head, and then closed her eyes.

After about half a minute, she suddenly opened her eyes again. Her eyes were wide open and she stared at the surveillance equipment above her head, her gaze motionless.

Seeing this, everyone burst into tears again.

"Mom, I understand what you mean. Don't worry... I won't let you suffer anymore." Guo Tianyue choked.

"Mom, just hold on a little longer, it will be fine soon..."

After hearing this, Aunt Guo smiled and slowly closed her eyes again.

At this moment, she just wanted to end her life as soon as possible. She couldn't bear this kind of pain for a moment.

"Mom, your grandchildren and grandchildren are all here...Child, come here and say a few words to grandma." Ding Qiunan said.

At this time, Guo Xiaohuan came to Aunt Guo's bedside with tears in her eyes, calling "Grandma."

Unfortunately, Aunt Guo was speechless and could only make whimpering sounds in response, but her tears could not stop flowing. She couldn't bear to leave her child. She wanted to live a few more years and raise her child to adulthood before she could leave with peace of mind.

Unfortunately, time did not wait for her...

Aunt Guo smiled at each child, then closed her eyes again, perhaps because she was tired or in pain.

When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were darting around as if she was looking for someone.

At this moment, Yang Jun, who was standing behind the crowd, suddenly came to her bed, held her hand tightly, and whispered in her ear: "Aunt Guo, I'm here."

“Military…Military…”

Aunt Guo's language function seemed to have suddenly recovered. She called Yang Jun's name intermittently, her eyes wide open, staring at Yang Jun intently, and holding Yang Jun's hand tighter, as if she was afraid that he would run away.

"Jun... Jun'er..."

Aunt Guo could only simply call Yang Jun's name, but couldn't say anything else.

At this moment, all the monitoring equipment suddenly sounded the alarm, and all indicators reached the critical point. Looking at Aunt Guo, because of her excitement, her face suddenly turned blood red, and even a little black.

Seeing this, Yang Jun knew that Aunt Guo had reached the final moment, and hurriedly said: "Aunt Guo, don't say anything, I understand everything, I understand everything."

"military……"

After hearing this, Aunt Guo showed a smile on her face, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned outward, as if she couldn't let go of anything at this moment.

"As long as I am here, I will definitely protect the Guo family and everyone in the Guo family."

Yang Jun kept saying, "Don't worry, I will get them married as soon as they graduate. This marriage will not change."

"Don't worry about your three grandchildren. I will protect them for a hundred years..."

Yang Jun kept talking...

The smile on Aunt Guo's face grew wider and wider, and her grip on Yang Jun's hand loosened.

At the end, she suddenly drooped and her whole body relaxed dejectedly. At the last moment, she still had a smile on her face.

"mom!"

"grandmother!"

Seeing this, everyone rushed forward.

At this time, alarm sounds were heard from various monitoring devices.

Yang Jun slowly stood up and silently stepped aside.

Looking at Aunt Guo, who still had a smile on her face at the last moment on the hospital bed, he bowed deeply.

……

That night, Aunt Guo's body was transported back to the Guo family.

The Guo family had their own villa and manor in Yanjing, but in order to facilitate the funeral, after discussion, they decided to transport Aunt Guo's body back to the military compound, because that was where Uncle Guo held the funeral. Now that Aunt Guo is gone, the couple can be reunited again.

That night, Yang Jun stayed at Guo's house. He wanted to stay and keep vigil for Aunt Guo.

Since Guo Tianming was no longer around, his eldest son Guo Xiaohuan had to take on the role of a filial son. Yang Jun, Guo Tianyue, Chen Zhihua and others accompanied him in the mourning hall.

That evening, the mourning hall was set up, and white mourning cloths were hung everywhere inside and outside the yard. As no one had lived in the yard for many years, many places were dilapidated, but one could still vaguely see its glorious past.

When Guo Caodi was still here, this place was bustling with people, with great scholars chatting and laughing, and common people coming and going. It was such a glorious place. But since Uncle Guo passed away, this place has declined. After all, people are no longer popular, and the Guo family no longer has the glory it once had. In addition, Guo Tianming died early, and the Guo family was extinct and had no successors. Guo Tianming's three sons were still young and could not set up their own household, so the Guo family seemed even more decadent.

If it weren't for Yang Jun's secret care over the years, the Guo family would have been removed from the list of famous noble families in the capital long ago. Now Aunt Guo is gone, and the people who supported the Guo family have also fallen. It is conceivable that the Guo family will find it even more difficult to move forward in the future.

Although Guo Tianyue and Ding Qiunan were doing well and had accumulated a huge fortune, no matter how much money they had, it was not as real as power. Without the protection of power, no matter how much money they had, it was just empty talk.

This is also the reason why Aunt Guo left with a smile after hearing Yang Jun's promise to let the two children get married as soon as possible. She believed in Yang Jun's promise and believed that Yang Jun would continue to take care of the Guo family and future generations as always. Yang Jun would naturally keep his promise. Even if there was no marriage for the children, he would still take care of the Guo family. After all, he could not have achieved what he has today without the help and support of Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo. Without them, he would not have achieved his current status. Hearing that Yang Jun stayed to keep vigil, many people who were away from home rushed back to the family compound to help. Most of them were of the same generation as Yang Jun. The older generation had died, left, and only a few were left. Now it was their world and their stage. Seeing that Yang Jun had stayed to keep vigil in person, they all rushed back from other places to help.

Of course, not everyone is qualified to stay and help. Most of those who stayed behind are children who originally lived in the staff quarters. They all have some friendship with Yang Jun. After all, their fathers used to follow Guo Caodi, so they are in the same camp.

Ever since Yang Jun became rich, most of them have followed Yang Jun. Now they are Yang Jun's most loyal subordinates. Now that Aunt Guo has passed away, they naturally want to come to help.

As for the elders of the same generation as Guo Caodi, some of them are very old and some are dead, and there are not many of them left. Even if they can't walk, they all come in wheelchairs to see Aunt Guo off.

Aunt Guo is 82 years old this year, which is considered a long life. Anyone who can live to this age can be considered to have died of old age.

The lights were on inside and outside the yard, people were coming in and out from time to time, and there was a lot of noise outside. Zhong Yuemin, as the general manager of this funeral, was directing a group of people to work. This house had not been lived in for a long time, so what needed to be cleaned was cleaned. The grass inside and outside the yard was knee-high and had to be cleaned in time.

Ever since Zhong Yuemin and Yang Jun became relatives, his status has also risen. He is now undeniably the leader of this group of young men from the compound. Now that Aunt Guo has passed away, it is natural for him to take on the job of general manager.

Others also know that Zhong Yuemin is different now, because he has Yang Jun as his backer, so they are all willing to stay and help.

From time to time, low sobbing sounds could be heard from the inner room. Yi Qiu Shui, Guo Tian Yue and Ding Qiu Nan were crying their eyes out. The three of them sat there discussing Aunt Guo's funeral arrangements. Guo Xiao Huan, along with several of his younger brothers and cousins, sat quietly beside the coffin. They knew that they no longer had their grandmother and great-grandmother, and they were all very sad.

At this time, it was already dark, but people still came to pay their respects. As a filial grandson, Guo Xiaohuan knelt by the brazier, and whenever a guest came to pay his respects, he would burn paper money.

Yang Jun sat in the mourning hall for a while, felt annoyed, and went out.

Just as I lit a cigarette, Zhong Yuemin came.

"Brother Junzi, since you are here, can I discuss Aunt Guo's funeral arrangements with you?"

Hearing this, Yang Jun exhaled a puff of smoke and looked at him.

Waving his hand, he said, "No need to discuss this with me. Just do it yourself. You have experience in this area, so I'm confident in leaving it to you."

"Hehe, you trust me, but I'm still worried about myself."

Zhong Yuemin laughed a few times, then said solemnly: "Well...then I'll take care of it myself."

"Yeah." Yang Jun hummed lightly.

Afterwards, Zhong Yuemin stopped talking about this matter, and the two changed the topic and talked about the past.

At this time, several more children from the big courtyard came to join them.

Now they are all successful and famous, and everyone is doing very well. They no longer have the immaturity of the past, but are instead mature and stable.

Of course, the reason why they are where they are today is inseparable from Yang Jun's care, and Yang Jun's current status is of course inseparable from their help and assistance, so they have a relationship of rising and falling together, and their conversations with each other are relatively frank.

"These few days, you brothers should pay more attention to make sure Aunt Guo's funeral is open and decent." Yang Jun said.

"Brother Junzi, don't worry, we will take care of everything."

"Brother Junzi, leave everything to us, you don't have to worry about it."

"..."

After finishing two cigarettes, Yang Jun was about to return to the mourning hall, but at this moment, a man came towards him.

"Boss Yang, wait for me, I have something to tell you."

Qian Jiajia and Qian Rong, brother and sister, came in from outside, supporting their elderly father Qian Lin. They came to pay their respects.

"Oh." Yang Jun responded.

"How dare you talk to your brother Junzi like that?"

Qian Lin tilted his head and glared at Qian Jiajia, blaming him for speaking disrespectfully. After all, they were both in their fifties and still had a ruffian air.

"It's okay, Uncle Qian. I won't bother with her." Yang Jun said with a smile.

"Yes, you are the big leader, don't bother with her." Qian Lin said with a smile.

"Oh, the rules again...boring." Qian Jiajia shook her head upon seeing this.

She and Yang Jun have been talking like this all their lives, and they can't change even when they are old. Maybe this is the tacit understanding between them.

Qian Rong stood aside without saying a word and didn't say hello to anyone. He didn't get along well with Yang Jun, and he couldn't play together with the kids in the compound. They didn't have any contact with each other. If his father hadn't forced him to come, he probably wouldn't have come.

He is not doing very well. Even with the strong support of his father Qian Lin, he is still unable to make any progress. At his age, he is only the vice president of a museum.

"Jun'er, I'm going to pay my respects to your Aunt Guo. We'll talk later." Qian Lin.

"Okay, Uncle Qian."

Afterwards, Qian Lin went down to the mourning hall with the help of Qian Duoduo and his sister.

After a while, Qian Jiajia came back.

"Boss Yang."

Qian Jiajia is still the same as before, calling me without any respect.

Although the years have left a deep furrow on her forehead, it has not been able to wash away her ruffian nature. She speaks and acts carelessly, no different from a man.

When Yang Jun saw her, he felt overwhelmed and frowned deeply.

No matter what, he is a big leader after all, and it is really indecent to be called like that.

"coming."

Yang Jun took out a cigarette and threw it to her, then lit one for himself.

You read that right, Qian Jiajia is smoking.

She has been smoking since the day Yang Jun met her, and is now an old smoker with decades of experience.

Qian Jiajia took the cigarette generously, put it in her mouth, and someone next to her lit it for her immediately.

"Thanks."

Qian Jiajia exhaled smoke and turned to the person who lit her cigarette.

"Well, you're welcome. I've been lighting cigarettes for you for more than 20 years." Zhang Haiyang said with a smile.

"It's your honor, just be happy."

Qian Jiajia rolled her eyes at him, then ignored him and glared at Zhong Yuemin who was sitting next to Yang Jun.

When Zhong Yuemin saw this, he was stunned at first, but then he immediately understood.

He stood up and gave her the stool.

Qian Jiajia didn't hesitate and sat down on the stool with her legs crossed.

"Is something wrong?"

Yang Jun asked.

Upon hearing this, Qian Jiajia continued to smoke calmly with a calm expression on her face.

"Nothing, I just wanted to chat with you." (End of this chapter)