Siheyuan: Domineering life

Whenever he heard that he had another child, Yang Jun always had an inexplicable sense of pride, just like the feeling of a farmer when he harvests in autumn.

Children are the thoughts you leave in this world. The more children you have, the bigger the thoughts will be. Looking at the fruits harvested in the garden, everyone would be happy. The more children you have, the more confident you will be.

He used to think that having too many children was a burden, but now that he has more than a dozen children, his original stubborn idea has been broken. With so many children, there will always be one who will become successful. As long as there is one who becomes successful, then his Yang family will not have to worry about successors. Just like him, he has five brothers and sisters, and only he is doing well, and that's enough. He is doing well, to put it bluntly, it is the result of one person's success, and except for the fifth sister who committed suicide, the other sisters are doing well.

Starting from this generation, the Yang family has more and more people. There are dozens of people in his own family alone. His younger sisters and brothers have also added to the family. Each of them has given birth to several children. If his children get married and start their own families in the future, the population of the Yang family will increase.

In other words, starting from this generation, an ordinary Yang family will become the Yang family.

Several women in the family are pregnant, and Yang Jun is particularly concerned about them. In addition to asking the family doctor to take care of them, he also tries to take time to accompany them as much as possible. Because of his special status, he is destined not to have more time to accompany his family, but he still misses his family in his heart.

On this day, a special guest came to our house.

This person is Yang Jun’s archenemy Mou Ping.

Strictly speaking, Mou Ping is Yang Jun's colleague, but at the same time he is a strong competitor. The two of them usually appear to be on good terms with each other. Don't be fooled by their cheerful appearance, but they are playing all kinds of shady games behind the scenes. It's just because of their work that they have never been able to fall out.

Some time ago, Yang Jun transferred people from the Orphan Island to implement a plan, which was aimed at Mouping.

Yang Jun was not surprised by Mou Ping's sudden visit.

After all, the relationship has been torn apart and the cards have been exposed. It's time to show your cards.

Yang Jun was very respectful to this opponent. He did not receive him in the glass house, but received him grandly in the living room.

After all the servants who served tea had left, Yang Jun and Mou Ping were the only two people left in the living room.

Neither of them spoke, they just sat there drinking tea in silence, as if whoever spoke first would admit defeat, the two of them sat there competing with each other, not moving.

Yang Jun is not in a hurry anyway. He is the winner and time is on his side. What's more, this is his home and his home court. He has absolute initiative. Since you don't say anything, he has to accompany you.

After about a cup of tea, Mou Ping could no longer hold his temper.

"Old Yang, you win."

After saying that, he let out a long sigh, and his body felt like a deflated ball, instantly losing all his energy.

He lost.

When Yang Jun heard this, a smile appeared on his face, but it quickly disappeared.

"Old Mou, you are too kind."

Yang Jun is not the kind of villain who becomes arrogant when he is proud. There is no endless struggle to the death in officialdom. Everyone fights for interests. As long as the other party admits defeat, the other party will never kill him. This is the rule passed down for thousands of years. No one dares to break the rules easily. Once you do that, your future will definitely be bumpy.

The dispute between Yang Jun and Mou Ping was just a dispute over interests. There was no hatred of killing his father and stealing his wife. As long as the other party admitted defeat and did what a loser should do, he would not kill him.

"Hey, but it's not shameful to lose to you, Old Yang."

Mou Ping smiled awkwardly, "Really, Old Yang, I don't feel ashamed at all. On the contrary... I feel relieved."

Hearing this, Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "Old Mou, I am also honored to have an opponent like you."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you all. I respect you as my opponent."

After hearing this, Mu Ping was in a trance for a moment, then he bowed slightly and said, "Thank you."

After that, the living room fell silent again.

The two men sat there, each thinking about their own things. Mou Ping did not expect that Yang Jun would let him go. They were both in high positions and naturally knew the principle of cutting the grass at its roots, but Yang Jun did not do so, and he was very grateful for that.

"but……"

Yang Jun suddenly changed the subject and said, "But you also understand some principles. I will definitely set a fire and clear all the weeds around that don't belong to me."

"That's... natural."

Mu Ping nodded and said, "Old Yang, don't worry, I will cooperate with you. You don't have to do anything. I will let those weeds die on their own. They will never get in your way or block your way."

"I have no other request, I just hope you can let go... of my family."

Mou Ping originally wanted to ask Yang Jun to let him go, but when he thought that one should not be too greedy, he turned to ask Yang Jun to let his family go.

Yang Jun didn't say anything, just sat there quietly, stroking the teacup with his right thumb, as if thinking about something.

Seeing that Yang Jun did not express his opinion, Mou Ping hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will have a heart attack within three days."

When Yang Jun heard this, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Hey, I didn't expect that you still have a heart disease, Lao Mou. You must take care of your health. Don't make it past three days."

"Old Yang, you won't even give me three days?"

It was over, and he sighed, "Forget it, forget it, don't worry, I will have a heart attack after I go back."

After hearing this, Yang Jun smiled.

"Actually, there's no need to worry. You just left my place and had a heart attack the next day. If you didn't know, you would think it was me..."

"The day after tomorrow."

Yang Jun’s words made the final decision.

"Okay, then the day after tomorrow."

Mou Ping seemed to have made up his mind, and there was a firm look in his eyes.

"I hope you'll keep your word and let my family go."

"I always keep my word." Yang Jun said calmly.

He is the one holding the knife, he holds absolute initiative, and he has the final say over life and death.

After hearing this, Mou Ping opened and closed his mouth several times, wanting to say something but unable to speak.

Finally, he stood up sadly and said, "Thank you."

After that, he left without looking back.

Yang Jun did not stand up to see him off, but sat there calmly, looking at his slightly old figure. He could see that Mou Ping was trying hard to straighten his chest, but he still looked hunched over due to his old age.

In the past twenty years, Yang Jun has defeated countless opponents, but he has never felt as empty as today. In the past, every time he defeated an opponent, he was extremely happy in his heart, but today after defeating Mou Ping, he was not happy at all.

Because he knows that the opponents he will face in the future will be stronger than the last, and the road ahead will be full of thorns and bumps. He has no joy after victory, but only hesitation.

People do so many things that go against their own conscience for fame and fortune in their lifetime, but in the end, they can't take any of the fame and fortune with them, and they don't know what the point is.
However, although Yang Jun hated what he was doing, he had to do it. He was already in this position and was not allowed to back down. Even if he wanted to back down, the people below would not allow him to do so.

"Hey."

Yang Jun sighed and picked up the phone.

When the harvest season came, he had to ask his subordinates to pick the fruits.

……

That day, Yang Jun was fishing at Diaoyutai.

It's almost October, and although the weather is still hot, it's not as hot as before. He simply came out of the air-conditioned room to go fishing.

He hadn't fished much in the summer, so his hands were itching. So he asked Sun Zhaocai to make a bait for him, and then he sat on a rattan chair and fished. "Master."

Luo Xiaojun came, and without waiting for Yang Jun's instructions, he took a small stool and sat next to him.

"Oh, Xiaojun is here."

Yang Jun glanced at him, then turned back and continued to stare at the water.

"Uncle Master, I just got the news that Lao Mou had a sudden heart attack this morning and died after being sent to the hospital."

"Oh."

Yang Jun just responded indifferently, as if he had expected the news.

Luo Xiaojun smiled and said, "But the news I got was not like that. Old Mou actually died the night before, but his family pretended to send him to the hospital for emergency treatment this morning, and then they tossed him around in the hospital for several hours before taking him home."

Yang Jun listened and smiled, "He was trying to clear me of suspicion, hoping that I would let his family go."

"Yeah, it's hard for Mou Ping." Luo Xiaojun smiled and said, "He is trying to find a way to survive for his family."

After saying that, Luo Xiaojun's face suddenly turned serious, and he said, "Uncle Master, do you really want to..."

When Yang Jun heard this, he glared at him.

"Are you trying to put me in an unjust position?"

After a slight pause, he continued, "Killing is not the right path. There is no need to do it so drastically. Besides, everyone is not a fool. They can naturally guess that Lao Mou's death is related to me. If I attack his family again, those people will inevitably feel grief for the loss of the rabbit. Do you think they will unite to deal with me at that time?"

There was one thing Yang Jun didn't say, which was that he was also leaving a way out for his family. If he was defeated one day, he also hoped that his family would have a way to survive.

Of course, the person who can defeat him has not been born in this world yet, so naturally that day will never come. However, this is a rule passed down for thousands of years. He does not want to cross his bottom line. At least he has a standard in his heart. If a person lives in the world and does not abide by any rules, then he is a wild horse that is out of control. Such a wild horse must be a rat crossing the street and everyone will shout and beat him.

He doesn't want to be the target of public criticism.

"I dare not, uncle master, that's not what I meant." Luo Xiaojun apologized quickly.

"Forget it, how can I not know what you are thinking?"

Seeing that he was still trying to explain himself, Yang Jun waved his hands and said, "I know you did this for my own good. I don't mean to blame you, but..."

"Xiaojun, Lao Mou is different from other opponents. We can't treat him like an enemy as before. He is still a respectable opponent. There are some bottom lines that cannot be crossed."

"I understand, uncle."

Luo Xiaojun quickly admitted his mistake.

At this moment, he realized that his cognition was not at the same level as Yang Jun's. After all, he had not reached that level and did not understand the structure of that circle. At the same time, he also understood that Yang Jun was different from before. After today, his position was more stable.

"Hey, let's not talk about work anymore. My head hurts."

Yang Jun rubbed his head, looked back at the glass house behind him, and said: "I plan to rebuild the Diaoyutai by the river."

"what?"

After hearing this, Luo Xiaojun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect why Yang Jun suddenly mentioned the idea of ​​building Diaoyutai.

He looked at the current Diaoyutai and said, "I wonder what kind of building Uncle Master wants to build?"

"Build two floors."

Yang Jun pointed at the Diaoyutai below him and said, "Add another floor to the current Diaoyutai. It should be made of glass with a 360-degree viewing angle without blind spots."

Luo Xiaojun smiled and said, "Isn't it just moving the glass house by the river to the Diaoyutai?"

"You may think so." Yang Jun.

"Okay, I'll have someone build it later."

Luo Xiaojun said: "However, we cannot simply move the glass house to Diaoyutai. The foundation of Diaoyutai cannot bear that kind of weight. We must rebuild it by driving piles."

"Please arrange the construction of Diaoyutai as soon as possible. I want it to be available before winter." Yang Jun.

"It won't take that long. At most one month, Master will be able to use Diaoyutai."

"Well, hold on tight."

Afterwards, Luo Xiaojun chatted with Yang Jun about work for a while before leaving.

After he left, Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu suddenly came up to Yang Jun with a smile on their faces.

"Uncle Yang."

Sun Zhaocai massaged Yang Jun's back and said with a smile, "I heard you want to build Diaoyutai?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes at him.

Aren't you asking this question even though you already know the answer? Didn't you two hear it when we were chatting just now?

"Yes, what do you think?"

"Hey, what ideas can I have? I just want to ask if we can build an extra room specifically for barbecue."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes when he heard this.

He hates the smell of barbecue the most. For years, he has felt like vomiting whenever he smells barbecue. He can't even hide from it. Yet, you two are thinking of building a special barbecue room. Who gave you the courage to have such an idea?

"roll."

"Uncle Yang..."

"I told you to get out."

"Uncle Yang..."

"Say that again and I'll throw you into the river."

Seeing this, Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu knew that this matter could not be accomplished, and they stepped aside in embarrassment.

They also knew that Yang Jun couldn't get used to the smell of barbecue, so when they saw him refuse, they didn't dare to force him.

"Uncle Yang, since you don't agree to build a barbecue house, can you leave the glass house on the shore for us to do barbecue when the time comes?" asked Sha Zhu.

Yang Jun didn't say anything, but waved his hand.

Seeing this, Sha Zhu immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, godfather."

He was very familiar with this gesture, which meant it didn't matter, which meant Yang Jun didn't object to them doing this.

"Thank you, Uncle Yang." Sun Zhaocai was also very happy.

"Don't talk. I don't want to hear your voice now." Yang Jun lay on the rattan chair with his eyes closed.

"Okay, I'm going to go have a barbecue and stay away from you."

After saying that, he ran away happily. (End of this chapter)