Siheyuan: Domineering life

Although Yang Jun already knew Ji Deming's fate, it was still a big blow to him when he heard the news.

In this year alone, first his mother Wang Yuying passed away suddenly, then his Aunt Guo, who had been so kind to him, passed away, and now his old comrade-in-arms and elder brother Ji Deming has passed away, which is a huge blow to him.

The feeling of losing relatives and friends was extremely painful, so painful that he could hardly breathe. He could still barely endure the pain, but the loneliness after the pain was really suffocating. This was only the beginning, and he would face the loss of more relatives in the future. He couldn't imagine how he would be able to bear that kind of pain and loneliness.

Sometimes, he was quite complacent about his immortality, but every time at this time, he wished he was just an ordinary person who also had the experience of birth, aging, sickness and death. As time went by and his relatives and friends left one by one, immortality became a curse to him.

Actually, God is fair. He sets the human lifespan between 80 and 100 years old. This time is enough for a person to grow from innocence and naivety to maturity, and then step by step see through the essence of this society and the meaning of life. This time is just enough for a person to experience the birth, aging, sickness and death, sorrow and joy, but for someone like him who is immortal... after eighty years, only loneliness is left. He has lived two lives and is already over ninety years old. Any longer life is meaningless to him.

As long as one is a human being, he has weaknesses. Even if he sees through the essence of life, he still doesn't have the courage to end his own life. He can't bear to leave his current family, his current status and everything he has obtained. This external constraint has greatly limited his courage.

At least, he didn't have the courage at the moment.

Ji Demin's sudden death disrupted his plan to go to Guo's house, so he had to change his route to Ji's house.

Ji Demin lived in the community diagonally opposite his house. In order to accommodate Guo Caodi's children and women, he built a special community to house them, and he also distributed the remaining houses to his old comrades.

Yang Jun took Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu and walked to the opposite community.

As soon as I arrived at Ji Deming's house, I saw from afar that the house was covered with white cloth inside and outside, and bursts of crying came from inside.

"Lao Yang."

Just as Yang Jun was about to go in, he heard someone calling him.

He looked back and found that it was Wang Erwa's old comrades. Except for Wang Erwa, everyone else lived in this community, so they came here first.

"Um, have you held the memorial service?"

Yang Jun asked sadly.

"We just came out." Wang Erwa replied.

"Well, wait a moment, I'll go see Lao Ji." Yang Jun said.

"Let's go together." Li Tiezhu suggested.

Yang Jun said nothing and nodded.

He straightened his clothes at the door and then walked into the mourning hall.

The living room was temporarily cleaned up and turned into a mourning hall. A single bed was placed in the middle of the hall, and Ji Demin was lying straight on it.

Next to the body was Ji Deming's son Ji Jia, who was kneeling there in mourning clothes and burning paper money.

"Dad, Uncle Yang is here to see you."

Seeing Yang Jun coming, Ji Jia suddenly burst into tears, causing the people around her to cry too.

Yang Jun said nothing, walked to the body and bowed deeply.

At this moment, he was so depressed that he could hardly breathe. It seemed as if there was something blocking his chest, and that thing seemed to be constantly expanding, as if it would explode at any time.

He took a deep breath, then walked into the mourning hall and came to Ji Demin's body.

At this time, Ji Demin was lying there motionless with a pale face. He had been changed into funeral clothes. His hair was sparse and half bald, but it didn't matter now. His appearance was tidied up by his family and was considered decent.

"Old Ji, have a pleasant journey." Yang Jun murmured to himself.

After saying this, he felt like something in his chest was about to explode, and he quickly left the mourning hall.

I came out into the yard, took a deep breath, and felt a little more relaxed, not as uncomfortable as before.

"Old Yang, are you okay?"

Wang Erwa noticed that Yang Jun looked unhappy and quickly supported him.

"I am fine."

Yang Jun waved his hand and sat down on the curb next to him.

Seeing this, the others squatted down.

"Old Yang, if you are not feeling well, you can go home first. We brothers are here with you." Li Lixin also noticed that Yang Jun's face looked wrong.

"I'm really fine." Yang Jun waved his hand again.

His chest still felt stuffy, as if a stone was pressing on it, and he couldn't help but breathe heavily.

"If you feel uncomfortable, don't force yourself to go to the hospital immediately."

"I said it's okay, so it's okay, stop nagging."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he looked up at them and said, "Please take care of Lao Ji's affairs. I... can't leave my mother-in-law."

"It's okay. We all understand you. It's because we have to share all the problems together."

Wang Erwa said, "We brothers are watching over Lao Ji, so just go and do your thing."

Yang Jun nodded, then lit a cigarette.

He took two puffs and said, "I won't say much, just keep it in mind, brothers."

"I know." Everyone nodded in agreement.

Then everyone began to sigh.

"How come Lao Ji suddenly disappeared? We were still traveling together in Qinhuangdao a few days ago. How come when he came back... Could it be that..."

As Li Tiezhu spoke, he glanced at Ji Jia who was kneeling in the mourning hall, and felt that this matter was related to him.

"I also think that Lao Ji's death was sudden."

After hearing this, everyone agreed.

A few days ago, they were on a yacht trip on the high seas and had a lot of fun. At that time, there was no sign that Lao Ji had any problems. How could such an energetic person suddenly die?

Everyone thinks this matter is not that simple.

"Don't make random guesses. This has nothing to do with Ji Jia."

Yang Jun suddenly interrupted and said, "Old Ji is in the advanced stage of lung cancer. He only told me and not you."

"Advanced stage of lung cancer?"

Wang Erwa muttered to himself, "No wonder I felt something was wrong when I saw him last time. He kept coughing, and I asked him about it. Lao Ji said it was a common cold, but I didn't take it seriously at the time. I didn't expect..."

"Now that you mention it, I remember that he did cough the whole time he was with Lao Ji."

"We drank, smoked and played cards. Old Ji also... Oh, if I had known he had lung cancer, I would never have allowed him to abuse his body like this."

Yang Jun: "Even if he doesn't smoke or drink, can his illness still be cured?"

After a slight pause, he continued, "He doesn't have much time left, so he can do whatever he wants."

"Yeah, if it were me, I would do whatever I want." Li Lixin said.

Everyone nodded after hearing this.

They have all experienced life and death, and have been in high positions for so many years that they have long since become indifferent to life and death. It is absolutely impossible for them to abstain from certain foods or something in order to treat their illness.

"Oh, Old Ji is free now. To be honest, I am a little envious of him." Peng Yue suddenly said.

After hearing this, no one objected to him and seemed to agree with what he said.

People live in this world, and most of the time they endure pain and suffering. If there is any happy time in life, it is probably the years when one is a child. As they get older, the pain and suffering they endure will only increase, and they will not be relieved until the moment their life ends.

"Old Ji hasn't gone far yet. You still have time to catch up with him now." Li Tiezhu joked.

It stands to reason that such jokes should not be made in such occasions, but they are not ordinary people and have long since become indifferent to life and death. For them, life will always end one day, and they have long been prepared for this, so they do not avoid this topic at all.

"Fuck you." Peng Yue cursed with a smile, "I haven't lived enough. At least I have to enjoy all the blessings before I die. I want to live well and enjoy life." They are all vested interests and are in high positions. Naturally, they are reluctant to give up the wealth and glory they have obtained. Although they say that they don't care about life and death, they will not be happy if they are really asked to die. Even Yang Jun did not have the courage to end his own life, so how can they be immune?

"If you don't want to die, then shut up."

They joked a few times and then started discussing Old Ji's funeral arrangements.

This matter was originally something that Ji Jia should worry about, but he respected his father's comrades-in-arms very much, so he had to discuss everything with them. After all, Old Ji was gone, and he still had to rely on his elders to make a living. He didn't want to offend these old seniors over this matter.

Yang Jun did not participate because he still had to worry about his mother-in-law's affairs, and he was too busy to take care of Lao Ji's affairs.

"Old Wang, please take care of Old Ji's affairs. I'm not feeling well, so I'm leaving first." Yang Jun suddenly said.

"Okay, okay, we are here." Wang Erwa said, "I told you that you were not feeling well, but you refused to admit it. Let's go to the hospital right away."

Seeing this, everyone tried to persuade him.

"Old Yang, go to the hospital right away. Your health is the most important thing."

"We are here, don't worry."

Yang Jun: "Thank you for your help, brothers."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he stood up and was about to leave. Perhaps because he was too excited, he felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Wang Erwa helped him up and he did not fall.

"Old Yang, there's something wrong with your body. Go to the hospital right away."

After that, he added: "Do you want us to take you there?"

Yang Jun stood at the starting point for a while and felt less uncomfortable.

"Don't bother me, brothers. I'll go to the hospital by myself."

After saying that, he called Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu to his side.

"Uncle Yang, I'll carry you back."

Sun Zhaocai also noticed that Yang Jun's face looked strange, so he quickly squatted down and motioned Yang Jun to come up.

Yang Jun originally wanted to refuse, but he couldn't resist being held down by a group of his comrades, so he had to get on Sun Zhaocai's back.

"Zhaocai, it's better to send your Uncle Yang to the hospital." Wang Erwa advised.

"I understand, Uncle Wang."

Afterwards, Sun Zhaocai carried Yang Jun on his back and left with Sha Zhu following behind.

When he returned to his backyard, Yang Jun felt sore and weak that he didn't even have the strength to stand up, so he had to lie down on the bed.

Sun Zhaocai put Yang Jun down and quickly called his family doctor Cui Jie.

After a while, Cui Jie came hurriedly carrying a medical box.

She first lifted Yang Jun's eyelids and took a look, then took his temperature.

"Doctor Cui, what happened to Uncle Yang?" Sun Zhaocai asked worriedly.

Cui Jie frowned and said, "His physiological characteristics are all normal, and there is nothing wrong with him. Why don't we send him to the hospital? They have complete equipment there."

"Then send her to the hospital."

Suddenly a voice came from the door, and Huang Yani, who had heard the news, came hurriedly.

"Zhaocai, prepare the car, and take your Uncle Yang to the hospital."

Yang Jun is the head of the family. She must ensure Yang Jun's safety and dare not be careless in the slightest.

"Yes."

After receiving the order, Sun Zhaocai picked up the phone and notified the guard to prepare the car, and then contacted the hospital.

At this time, Nalan Qingyun, Nini and others also rushed over after hearing the news.

Seeing Yang Jun lying there motionless with a pale face, they were also terrified.

"Old Yang, are you...are you okay?"

"Don't scare me, wake up."

"Old Yang, please say something."

Although Yang Jun could hear them talking, he didn't have the strength to answer them, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

Only then did he realize that he was sick.

This was the first time he had fallen ill since he had crossed over, and he himself found it a little unbelievable.

In fact, he felt a little sad at first when he heard the news of Lao Ji's death, but after going to Lao Ji's house, he felt something was wrong. His body became heavier and heavier, so much so that he couldn't even stand up.

"Is the car ready? Why hasn't it arrived yet?" Huang Yani said angrily.

"I'm coming."

The car drove directly to the backyard and parked right at the door.

Seeing this, Sun Zhaocai hurriedly carried Yang Jun on his back.

Seeing this, the women followed.

"Qingmeng, come with me, and the others stay at home." Huang Yani ordered.

After hearing this, the girls could only stay disappointed.

……

When Yang Jun woke up, he found himself lying in a hospital ward.

There was still an IV in his hand, but his mind was clear and his body was in great shape, as if he had never been sick.

"Old Yang, you're awake."

When Yang Jun opened his eyes, he immediately saw Yi Qiu Shui's worried face.

There were several familiar pretty faces nearby, including Yang Qingxiang, Meng Wenya, Nini and others. Even Chen Ruolan and Li Jingqiu, who were on vacation in Qinhuangdao, had returned.

Yang Jun's illness this time touched their hearts, and they stayed by his side all the time.

Yi Qiushui held Yang Jun's hand tightly and said, "Do you know that you scared us to death?"

Hearing this, Yang Jun showed a faint smile on his face.

"How long have I slept?"

"Five days and five nights."

"Five days and five nights?" Yang Jun shouted, and then suddenly sat up from the bed.

"Why did I sleep for so long? Aunt Guo..."

"Don't worry about that. Just take care of yourself first."

"Can I not worry?"

Yang Jun frowned. He had slept for five days and five nights. Aunt Guo should have gone to bed by now, and probably even Ji Deming had gone to bed as well.

He was very upset. He had never thought that he would get sick earlier or later, but he got sick at this time, and he was unable to see off the important person in his life. (End of this chapter)