Siheyuan: Domineering life

The next day is New Year’s Eve.

For ordinary people, the 29th is the 30th of the lunar year, because there is no 31st in this month. People are used to calling the 30th of the Gregorian calendar the 30th of the lunar year.

Before dawn, the sound of firecrackers rang out continuously outside. Even the children who usually loved to sleep in got up early to set off firecrackers. They all went to the front yard or the road outside to set off firecrackers. Each of them had a long string of firecrackers hanging around their necks and pockets full of snap pops. They ran around everywhere with snot running down their faces.

Yang Jun also got up early and took the children to set off smoke signals. He didn't know where this custom of setting off smoke signals came from, but it was probably meant to drive away the Nian (a mythical beast). He first found a pile of wheat straw, piled it on the open ground by the river, lit it, and then threw in a string of firecrackers when the straw was almost burned out. The firecrackers instantly blasted the ashes everywhere.

Today, he was unusually happy, like a child, setting off firecrackers every now and then, which made a group of women roll their eyes at him.

He didn't need to cook breakfast, and the women didn't want him to go into the kitchen either. After all, he was a high-ranking leader, and it would damage his reputation if people knew he often cooked.

Breakfast was simple: porridge, steamed buns, pickled vegetables, and the like.

Today is Chinese New Year, and I have a lot of things to do, so I'll just make do for now and make something more elaborate tonight.

"Godfather, Happy New Year."

Yang Jun was about to return to the backyard after setting off the signal fire when he heard someone calling him.

He turned around and saw that it was Yang Chengwu.

Yang Chengwu didn't come alone; he brought his three little kids with him. However, the little kids didn't come in; instead, they went outside with Yang Jun's children to set off firecrackers.

"Good my foot."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him and said, "How can you come empty-handed during the New Year?"

"Godfather, that's not right. I already sent you a holiday gift, so why are you planning to ask for double?" Yang Chengwu joked.

"Did you send a holiday gift?" Yang Jun asked, puzzled.

"Um...didn't you see your daughter-in-law bringing a whole cart of holiday gifts the day before yesterday?"

"Uh... I didn't see it. Maybe your godmother answered it."

After saying that, Yang Jun glared at him again, "Don't come empty-handed during the New Year."

"Okay, okay, I'll be more careful next time," Yang Chengwu said with a smile.

Afterwards, the father and son went to the living room in the backyard.

Since all the servants were on holiday and no one was there to bring tea, Yang Jun had to boil water and make tea himself.

"Is everything alright at home?" Yang Jun asked.

"Everything is fine, thank you for your usual care, godfather."

“I’m usually quite busy, so your godmother has been handling all these things. You should thank your godmother.”

"Hehe, I will naturally thank my godmother, and I am even more grateful to my godfather."

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm asking you, how's the shelter construction going?" Yang Jun asked.

When work was mentioned, Yang Chengwu immediately abandoned his frivolous attitude and sat up straight.

"The overall work on the shelter is going quite well. It is currently about one-third of the way through and I believe it will be completed in less than four years."

Yang Jun listened and nodded.

He also knew that working at the shelter was not easy. The geological structure there was all granite, making mining extremely difficult, especially since it was underground. Many large pieces of equipment could not be used, so it was normal for progress to be slower.

"There's no need to rush the process. We're not in a hurry to put it into use anyway. You can mine it slowly and ensure the quality," said Yang Jun.

“Yes, Godfather.” Yang Chengwu: “The hardest part is the beginning. Once the initial work goes smoothly, large equipment and more personnel can be put into use, and then the progress can be accelerated.”

"Yes, as I said before, we must ensure the quality of the shelters and not just pursue speed."

After a slight pause, Yang Jun continued, "We build shelters to give us a chance to survive in extreme environments. If the quality is not up to standard, the shelter will just be... our coffin."

"Godfather, I understand."

Yang Chengwu said, "Don't worry, I will strictly control the quality. We don't pursue speed, we only care about quality."

“Yes, that’s what I mean.” Yang Jun: “The world environment is still pretty good right now. At least it will be safe for the next 20 or 30 years. You don’t need to rush. Take your time.”

"By the way, how's the work going with your Uncle Anguo?"

Yang Chengwu: "I spoke with Uncle Anguo a few days ago. His work is progressing smoothly. He has basically purchased all the storage-resistant equipment and tools. As for things like grains and vegetables that are not easy to store, he hasn't prepared them yet."

Yang Jun tapped the table with his hand and said, "These things also need to be prepared."

"Godfather, these things are perishable and difficult to preserve. Isn't it too early to start preparing now?"

"I meant to prepare, but I didn't mean to buy now."

After a slight pause, Yang Jun continued, "I know that food, vegetables, and water are not easy to store, but... we need to prepare in advance."

“I discussed it with your godmother and we decided to build several large grain depots and food and vegetable processing plants in the town closest to the shelter, such as dry food processing, etc.”

"My only goal is to get all these factories running so that we can provide enough food and water whenever the environment deteriorates."

"Okay, I understand." Yang Chengwu said, "I'll keep an eye on the surrounding environment and see where it would be suitable to build a factory."

"By the way, Godfather, I heard you ordered a doomsday RV from XCMG. I wonder how the construction is going?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun slapped his thigh.

"Damn, how could I forget about that?"

He remembered that the doomsday RV was supposed to be delivered at the end of the year, but now it's the last day of the year, and he's been so busy that he forgot about it.

He then dialed Luo Xiaojun's number.

After a brief chat, Yang Jun hung up the phone, his face beaming with excitement.

"Your brother Xiaojun said that the doomsday RV was delivered to Yanjing three days ago and is currently being stored at a car repair shop in the suburbs."

"Great!" Yang Chengwu looked even happier than Yang Jun, clapping his hands and saying, "Godfather, let's hurry up and get the car. I can't wait to see what this behemoth looks like."

"Don't even mention you wanting to see it, I'm also eager to see the RV in person," Yang Jun said.

He designed this post-apocalyptic property himself and invested a lot of money in it, placing high hopes on it.

"Godfather, what are we waiting for? Let's go over there now."

After saying that, Yang Chengwu pulled Yang Jun away.

"Wait a minute, it's not too late to go after breakfast." Yang Jun rubbed his rumbling stomach. He had eaten dinner a little early last night, and he was a bit hungry now.

"Godfather, it's a doomsday RV! It's a doomsday RV! What's more important than eating? Seeing an RV is more important than eating."

Yang Chengwu is also a typical car enthusiast. He has a collection of all kinds of cars at home, totaling nearly a hundred. Now that he has heard that the legendary doomsday RV has been released, he is eager to see it for himself.

"Get lost! What could be more important than eating?"

Yang Jun wasn't a child. Although he also wanted to see the legendary doomsday properties as soon as possible, he felt that the car was just sitting there and wouldn't run away, so filling his stomach was the most important thing first.

"Godfather..."

Yang Chengwu looked anxious and said, "How about we bring some food to eat on the way?"

"Why can't this young man have any composure? Can't he be a little more mature?"

"I can't control your composure, but I really want to see the car as soon as possible."

Yang Chengwu stamped his foot and said, "I don't care anymore, I want to go check the car first."

After saying that, he turned and walked outside.

As soon as I stepped out of the living room, I ran into Yang Anguo.

"Xiao Wu, can you be a little more composed? My old bones can't take this kind of abuse." Yang Anguo rubbed his shoulder, which was sore from the impact, looking pained. "Uncle Anguo, you've come at the right time. Come with me to see the doomsday RV."

Yang Chengwu pulled Yang Anguo and walked outside.

"What do you mean, a doomsday RV? I'm here to report to my brother..."

"The work report won't be late; my godfather will be here later."

Without giving Yang Anguo a chance to speak, Yang Chengwu pulled Yang Anguo outside.

"Brother, I'll report back to you later," Yang Anguo said, turning to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun didn't say anything, but just waved his hand, signaling him to go.

After the two of them left, Yang Jun went straight to the restaurant.

"I'm going to the suburbs after I finish eating."

Yang Jun said as he ate.

"Didn't you say you weren't going out before the New Year?" Yi Qiushui asked in surprise.

"Nothing much, just going to the suburbs to pick up something," said Yang Jun.

"Just have your men go get the things; why do you have to go yourself?"

"The item is a bit big; others can't carry it."

That doomsday RV was over 30 meters long, 12 meters wide, and three stories high. It was a behemoth. No one knows how Xu Gong managed to deliver it to Yanjing. Anyway, it was such a big thing that no one but him could have handled it.

"What is that? And what is it? How big is it?" Yi Qiushui muttered. "It's the New Year, why don't we stay home with our families?"

"Apocalyptic RV," Yang Jun said casually.

"Apocalyptic RV?"

Upon hearing the name, Yi Qiushui paused for a moment, and the other women also looked bewildered.

This was the first time they had ever heard of a doomsday RV. They understood the difference between "doomsday" and "RV," but they had no idea what a doomsday RV looked like. However, they knew that Yang Jun was building a doomsday shelter in Guizhou Province, so they guessed that the doomsday RV must be related to that.

"It's just a car, just let someone drive it home." - Yi Qiushui

"Hehe, the car is a bit big," Yang Jun laughed.

"How big is it?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun looked up and said, "It's at least three times bigger than our restaurant."

"So big?"

Upon hearing this, all the women gasped in unison.

A group of people were chattering away when, after a while, Huang Yani asked, "Old Yang, such a big car doesn't seem to be able to get into the city, how are we going to drive it back?"

“Yes, it can’t be driven into the city, so I have to go there in person.” Yang Jun.

"You think you can drive back after you go?" Huang Yani blinked a few times and said, "I know you're capable of handling everything, but the roads in the city aren't that wide. What can you do even if you go?"

Yang Jun listened, smiled, and remained silent.

At this moment, Yi Qiushui seemed to have thought of something. Recalling how Yang Jun had repeatedly demonstrated his supernatural abilities in front of her, she thought that Yang Jun must have a way to get that RV back.

"Alright, stop asking. Old Yang has his own way of doing things, so let's not worry about it," Yi Qiushui said.

"Oh."

Seeing that Yi Qiushui had spoken, Huang Yani and the other women had no choice but to give up.

"I'm full, I'm going now."

Yang Jun ate a couple of bites quickly, then prepared to leave.

"Zhao Cai and Sha Zhu aren't with us, so take more people with you," Yi Qiushui said anxiously.

"understood."

Then, Yang Jun went to the front yard.

Luo Xiaojun and his group were already waiting there. There were more than a dozen cars parked at the door. They were all there to escort Yang Jun to the suburbs.

The housekeepers and servants in the house have been given their annual leave, but the guards are not allowed to take leave, and even if they do, they can only avoid holidays.

"Uncle-Master, the vehicles and personnel are ready."

Upon seeing Yang Jun arrive, Luo Xiaojun quickly went to greet him.

"The car has been here for three days, why didn't you notify me?"

Yang Jun said as he got into the car.

“Well, I thought it was just a motorhome, nothing to rush, and you’ve been meeting with people a lot lately, so I didn’t tell you,” Luo Xiaojun said.

At this moment, the car started and slowly drove away.

"You should tell me about these things immediately in the future."

"Yes, uncle."

The car then headed towards the suburbs.

The car drove very fast, and it took about half an hour to reach a car repair shop in the suburbs.

The doomsday RV was too big to enter the city, so it was temporarily parked at a car repair shop in the suburbs.

“Uncle-Master, this auto repair shop is a business owned by my younger brother. The workers have already been laid off, and it's full of our people now.”

After getting off the bus, Luo Xiaojun explained the situation inside to him.

"Ah."

Yang Jun gave a faint reply and then quickened his pace to walk inside.

"Keep people outside and don't let anyone in."

"Yes."

Luo Xiaojun waved his hand, and dozens of guards dispersed, scattering around the auto repair shop.

This auto repair shop is very large, located not far from the highway exit. Pushing open the two large iron gates, you'll find a very open space inside, just big enough to park a post-apocalyptic RV.

"Oh……"

Even though Yang Jun was a man of the world, he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that enormous thing.

Well, my first impression of this RV was that it was big, my second impression was still that it was big, and my third impression was still that it was big...

"Big, fucking big."

Yang Jun stared at the enormous creature with his mouth agape, his heart pounding with excitement.

The RV is a classic yellow color, which is very eye-catching. The entire vehicle is made of metal, and from the front, it gives people a sense of solidity. Underneath the RV, one feels very small, and looking up at that behemoth gives one a sense of security.

"elder brother."

"Godfather."

Just as Yang Jun was admiring the apocalyptic RV, Yang Anguo and Yang Chengwu waved to him from the driver's seat, which was three stories high. (End of Chapter)