Siheyuan: Domineering life

Qian Jiajia actually didn’t have anything to say to Yang Jun, she just wanted to chat after not seeing each other for a long time.

Ever since she gave half of her property to the old man and his brother, the relationship between her family has returned to the starting point. Now she has no plans to settle abroad. She and Liang Shan live peacefully with the adopted child, and now they live a happy and fulfilling life.

"Boss Yang, if you need any help, just let me know."

Yang Jun and Qian Jiajia squatted beside the flower bed outside the villa, smoking and chatting.

"Well, thanks."

Yang Jun thanked him and stopped talking.

He has gotten to where he is today with the help of others. Even if there is a problem, he doesn't even need to look at others, as they will immediately help him solve all the difficulties. When you are in a high position, the troubles you encounter are no longer troubles, as there will naturally be people around you who will help you solve them. He just needs to focus on the important levels.

Qian Jiajia and he have known each other for a long time, about twenty years, and they have a good relationship. Qian Jiajia has been taken care of by Yang Jun over the years, and now her business is very big. Of course, she is also a person who knows how to repay kindness, and she has helped Yang Jun deal with many troubles over the years.

"When are you planning to go out to the fields?" Qian Jiajia asked again.

"do not know."

Yang Jun shook his head.

He really didn't know, because the matter of suspending Aunt Guo's coffin needed the decision of Guo Tianyue and Ding Qiunan, and he was just a son-in-law and it was not easy for him to make the decision on his own.

Qian Jiajia was stunned for a moment, but soon understood.

At present, Guo Tianyue, Ding Qiunan and others are still immersed in pain and have no time to discuss these things. The funeral usually lasts for five days, so Aunt Guo's funeral should also last for five days.

"Oh, then... I'll accompany you tonight." Qian Jiajia.

"No need. There are so many people here. You are a good helper. Go back and take care of the children."

"I'll stay, don't worry about it."

Qian Jiajia didn't give him a chance to refuse, and continued: "Just think of me as accompanying Sister Qiushui and Tianyue."

"Thank you." Yang Jun said lightly.

"We are all brothers, it's too formal to say these things."

Afterwards, after finishing one cigarette, Yang Jun took out another one and gave it to her.

After chatting with Qian Jiajia for a while, Yang Jun went to find Zhong Yuemin to discuss Aunt Guo’s funeral, and then returned to the mourning hall.

As the house had not been occupied for many years, the walls were moldy and peeling, and the house was surrounded by white cloth. The entire mourning hall looked like a white kingdom and eerie.

At this time, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and more and more people came to pay their respects. At this rate, I'm afraid it won't stop before 12 o'clock.

Some of these people came for Guo Caodi, and most of them came for Yang Jun. After all, he was the son-in-law of the Guo family, and they had to come to pay their respects for the sake of others, unless they didn't want to be in this circle anymore.

Zhong Yuemin led Zhang Haiyang, Yuan Jun and others to receive guests outside. The yard was full of people and there was almost no place to stand.

Yang Jun stood there nodding and greeting the guests who came to pay their respects. After a while, he felt his neck a little sore, so he went to the second floor.

Arriving at a tidy room on the second floor, Yi Qiu Shui, Guo Tianyue and Ding Qiunan were discussing Aunt Guo's funeral. Seeing Yang Jun coming, Guo Tianyue hurriedly gave the stool to Yang Jun, and then she sat on the bed next to her.

"Brother-in-law, please sit down."

Yang Jun didn't say anything, but just sat down.

He took out a cigarette and was about to light it, glanced at the three of them, then moved to the window, opened it, smoked and discussed the funeral arrangements.

"Brother-in-law, my mother's funeral arrangements all depend on you." Guo Tianyue said.

"Yes, brother-in-law, please take more care of our mother's funeral." Ding Qiunan agreed.

"Ok, I know."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he paused for a moment and continued, "I can make decisions on trivial matters, but for major matters, you three sisters will still need to make decisions."

After saying that, he glanced at Yi Qiu Shui.

Yi Qiushui said: "Don't look at me, we are both women, you are the son-in-law of the Guo family, this kind of thing still requires you to make the decision."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun secretly complained in his heart, thinking that there was more than one son-in-law in the Guo family, there was also Chen Zhihua, and he was the real son-in-law of the Guo family, he was at most a foster son-in-law.

Thinking of Chen Zhihua, Yang Jun glanced over and found that he was not there.

"Where's Chen Zhihua? Why can't I see him?"

Guo Tianyue said: "I just asked him to go back."

After that, he went on to explain, "His mother is in the late stage of cancer and is now lying in the hospital. I don't know how long it will take, so I let him go back first."

"Oh."

After listening to Guo Tianyue's explanation, Yang Jun felt relieved.

Chen Zhihua's biological mother is also on the verge of life and death. We can't just let her go back to fulfill her filial duties. Moreover, between the living and the dead, we should take care of the living first.

"Tell Chen Zhihua to rest assured and take care of his mother in the hospital. I'm here," said Yang Jun.

"Thank you, brother-in-law." Guo Tianyue.

Yang Jun took a puff of his cigarette and continued, "I just discussed it with Yuemin and we think the 23rd is a good day. What do you think?"

"twenty-three?"

Guo Tianyue calculated in his mind and then asked, "It's only been three days since the funeral?"

"The weather is so hot, we can't stop for too long," Yang Jun explained.

"We can rent a cold coffin or something and keep the air conditioner on in the house around the clock," Ding Qiunan suggested.

"Yeah, I think three days is too short. After all, the Guo family is a well-known family. Three days is not enough to notify relatives and friends." Yi Qiu Shui agreed.

These three people were the ones who had the closest ties with the Guo family. They also wanted Aunt Guo's funeral to be open and dignified, and did not want to deal with it in such a hasty manner.

"Aunt Guo was very particular about her appearance when she was alive. If she puts the coffin in a cold place..."

Yang Jun thought about it and decided to forget it: "Okay, I'll listen to you and rent a cold coffin. I'll discuss it with Yuemin and set the date for five days later."

Since all three of them said so, what else could he say?

"Yes, our mother paid the most attention to her appearance when she was alive. If she were put in a cold coffin, I don't know what she would be like after being frozen. How about three more days?" Guo Tianyue was a little shaken after hearing what Yang Jun said.

"Yeah..." Ding Qiunan also began to waver.

Seeing this, Yang Jun quickly said, "Don't change it anymore, just five days."

He thought to himself, the person is dead, why bother about so much? He really wanted to give himself a big slap in the face for saying that.

"Okay... let's set it for five days."

Several of them were extremely sad and had lost their resolve. Seeing that Yang Jun had said so, they had no choice but to do the same.

Afterwards, several people discussed the funeral arrangements, mainly about who to invite, whether the funeral should be simple or grand, and the subsequent impact of the incident, etc.

The discussion lasted until eleven o'clock. Yang Jun looked out through the window and saw people everywhere in and outside the yard. It seemed that more and more people were coming to pay their respects.

Some of these people were former friends and colleagues of my father-in-law Guo Caodi, and some came for Yang Jun. The yard was full of people. It was estimated that there were at least a thousand people. Zhong Yuemin specially pulled a lot of street lights to illuminate the entire family compound as bright as day.

"Lao Yang."

Yi Qiu Shui suddenly shouted.

"Ok?"

Yang Jun turned around and looked at her in surprise.

"You have a special status, otherwise you should go back first and come back tomorrow."

Hearing Yi Qiushui say this, Ding Qiunan hurriedly said: "Yes, brother-in-law, your identity is too special. You should not appear in such occasions for a long time. It will affect your image as a leader. You should go back first."

Guo Tianyue said quickly: "Yes, brother-in-law, there are so many people here to help, you are not needed, you can go back first." Hearing this, Yang Jun shook his head and said: "I won't go back."

"Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo have been so kind to me. No matter what happens, I will keep vigil for her, even if it's just for one night."

"But……"

Guo Tianyue and the others wanted to say more, but Yang Jun raised his hand to interrupt them: "I know that I have a special identity. I won't go down. I will just stay in this room upstairs."

Seeing that Yang Jun said so, they didn't know what to say.

Afterwards, Guo Tianyue went to find bedding for Yang Jun.

While they were making the beds, Yang Jun went downstairs to take a look at the mourning hall, told Zhong Yuemin some things, and then went back to the second floor.

Standing at the staircase on the second floor were Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu. The two burly men stood side by side, blocking the entire staircase tightly. They were Yang Jun's guards and had to provide close protection at all times, 24 hours a day.

When passing by them, Yang Jun glanced at them, said nothing, and went back to the room.

When I arrived at the room, Yi Qiu Shui was making the bed.

"came back?"

Seeing Yang Jun coming back, Yi Qiu Shui greeted him.

"Ah."

Yang Jun didn't say anything. He sat on the stool in front of the window, took out a cigarette and was about to light it.

But he was stopped by Yi Qiu Shui.

"I'm going to bed soon, stop smoking."

"Ah."

Yang Jun was also a man who listened to advice, so he put the cigarette back. Although he was not very sleepy at the moment, he still felt particularly tired.

"Just make do with it for tonight, and go back tomorrow to take a shower and change clothes before coming back." Yi Qiu Shui.

Yang Jun didn't say anything. He sat there staring outside in a trance. There was a bustling crowd outside, people walking around everywhere, the noise was very loud, and there was a bright moon hanging in the sky. It was destined to be a sleepless night.

"Go to bed quickly, there's still a day to go tomorrow."

Yi Qiu Shui came over, closed the window and drew the curtains.

The air conditioner was on in the room, and if Yang Jun hadn't been smoking, he wouldn't have opened the window.

Yang Jun took off his sticky shirt and lay down on the bed.

Yi Qiu Shui walked to the door, locked it, turned off the light, and then there was a rustling sound and he lay down beside her.

……

The next day, Yang Jun woke up to the sound of mourning music.

When I opened the window, the sound of funeral music became louder. There were people everywhere outside, busy inside and outside.

In the open space in front of the villa, there were two large speakers playing funeral music. Zhong Yuemin and his group gathered there, talking about something and laughing.

Yi Qiu Shui didn't know when he got up, and he was the only one left in the room.

Yang Junshen stretched and reluctantly put on yesterday's sticky shirt, then opened the door and went downstairs.

As soon as he went out, he ran into Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu. They had dark circles under their eyes and kept yawning. It seemed that they had not slept all night and had been guarding his door.

"Uncle Yang."

"Godfather."

The two of them shouted.

Yang Jun nodded, then took the two people downstairs.

Come to the mourning hall on the first floor.

The mourning hall was noisy. The people who had been keeping vigil yesterday were getting ready to get up. They stayed up very late last night and only fell asleep. This morning, they were woken up by the funeral music playing from the loudspeakers outside, just like Yang Jun.

Guo Xiaohuan, dressed in mourning clothes, was kneeling on her knees burning paper money. The child probably had not slept all night, and she was kneeling there tiredly, yawning from time to time.

"Uncle."

Seeing Yang Jun coming, Guo Xiaohuan shouted.

"Ah."

Yang Jun hummed and prepared to go outside, but suddenly thought of something, so he turned back and said to Guo Xiaohuan: "Go wash up first."

"But... I can't leave here." Guo Xiaohuan hesitated. He was wet all over and wanted to wash up.

"It's okay, you go, uncle is here to watch."

Yang Jun looked at the child with some heartache.

Guo Xiaohuan is not only his nephew, but also his future son-in-law, so he naturally has to take care of him.

Speaking of which, this child is quite pitiful. He lost his grandfather and father when he was very young, and now his grandmother is gone too. The hopes of everyone in the family fall on him. He is now a senior high school student and will take the college entrance examination in thirty days. Unexpectedly, his grandmother passed away at this time. I don’t know if it will affect his college entrance examination.

"Then... Uncle, please stay here for a while. I'll be back soon."

Guo Xiaohuan got up with difficulty, rubbed her sore knees, and then walked quickly to the bathroom.

After he left, Yang Jun did not burn paper money for him, but asked Guo Xiaohuan's second brother to come over, and he stood beside the mourning hall to receive the guests who came to pay their respects.

The news of Aunt Guo's death spread yesterday afternoon. Many people who did not have time to come to pay their respects last night came early this morning. At this time, more and more people came to pay their respects, and there was no place to stand in the entire yard.

"Boss."

At this moment, someone suddenly called Yang Jun.

Yang Jun turned around and saw that it was his secretary Tan Qin.

Tan Qin is also a child of the compound. Her father and Guo Caodi are friends of the older generation. Now that Aunt Guo is gone, she also came to pay her respects. She did not come alone, but came with her husband Qian Hai.

"Good leader."

Qian Hai didn't dare to call Yang Jun like Tan Qin did, but respectfully called him "big leader".

"Oh, you're here."

Yang Jun nodded at them.

"Ah."

The two knew that this was not the time to exchange pleasantries, so they straightened their clothes and bowed respectfully in the direction of the mourning hall.

When the matter was done, they automatically stood beside Yang Jun.

Yang Jun glanced at Tan Qin and said, "We don't need you here. Go back to the unit and take Qian Hai with you. It's fine."

After hearing this, Tan Qin nodded meaningfully.

"Don't worry, boss. I'll be watching over the unit."

After saying that, she turned around and said to her husband Qian Hai, "You stay and listen to the boss's instructions. I'm going back first."

"Okay, okay, I will complete the task."

Then Tan Qin left.

Yang Jun said to Qian Hai: "Don't follow me all the time, go find Zhong Yuemin and listen to his instructions."

"Yes, boss." Qian Hai. (End of this chapter)