Siheyuan: Domineering life

suburbs.

A luxurious manor villa.

Yang Jun sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looking relaxed and languid. He certainly looked like a retired old man, but unfortunately, he was a seventy-year-old man who looked young.

This would certainly be something to envy in other people's eyes, but it was a torment for him. Because of his youthful appearance, he couldn't show his face in public like ordinary people, and he couldn't enjoy the simple pleasures of life like ordinary people.

Immortality would be a great joy for others, but for him it would be a torment. If possible, he would rather give up immortality in exchange for a few years of ordinary life for the common people.

You should know that he is now retired, and he just wants to enjoy a few days of retirement life that truly belongs to the elderly, such as walking birds, taking walks, playing chess, or dancing with his arms around the waist like the old men and women in the park.

Unfortunately, he couldn't.

Regardless, he is a public figure. I wouldn't say that everyone in the country knows him, but at least half of the people know him. That's why he can't show his face in public like an ordinary person.

"elder brother."

An old voice rang out, and Yang Liu walked shakily toward him.

Today she wasn't in a wheelchair; she was walking unsteadily with crutches.

"Fifth brother will be here soon."

Yang Liu looked into Yang Jun's eyes and said, word by word.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun exhaled a puff of smoke and squinted, saying, "So what if he's here? Did you expect me to greet him?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Liu pouted and said with dissatisfaction, "Don't you act like an older brother? You're already this old, how can you still have such a temper?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun pointed to his handsome young face and laughed, "I'm only in my early twenties, isn't it normal for me to have a short temper?"

Yang Liu listened, gave him a deep look, and sighed, "Yes, you're young, and you have a short temper... sigh."

The sigh carried a hint of helplessness and a touch of envy.

Especially now that she's reached the age where she's practically in the grave, she longs for youth even more. After all, who in this world doesn't wish to stay young forever?

"coming."

With a soft exclamation, Yang Jun slightly raised his head to look outside the door, and saw three figures walking towards them in the distance.

Yang Mei and Yang Yu walked on either side, while in the middle was Yang Huai, a man with gray hair who walked unsteadily.

Due to the worsening of his condition, he can hardly walk on his own now and needs help from others.

Today was a day for the five siblings to gather alone. Early in the morning, Yang Liu gave all the servants in the house a holiday, leaving only the five siblings in the huge manor.

"Fifth brother, slow down."

Upon seeing Yang Huai and the others arrive, Yang Liu hurriedly leaned on her crutch and shakily went to greet them.

Yang Jun did not get up, nor did his expression change at all. He sat there with a cigarette in his mouth and a lazy look on his face.

As everyone entered the living room, the atmosphere instantly froze. The sweltering summer heat felt as cold as the dead of winter, sending chills down everyone's spines.

No one spoke; they just stared at each other.

Yang Jun's expression remained unchanged; he always wore that mocking look, staring at Yang Huai with a half-smile. Yang Huai, on the other hand, had eyes full of hatred. When she saw that Yang Jun still looked like he was in his early twenties, and then thought of her own inhuman and ghostly appearance, a surge of resentment welled up in her heart.

"Humph!"

Yang Huai snorted coldly, plopped down opposite Yang Jun, and stared at him without blinking, as if he wanted to kill Yang Jun with the murderous intent in his eyes.

Yang Jun remained expressionless, his face always bearing that ambiguous smile, as if nothing could move him. But it was precisely this expression that appeared to Yang Huai as nothing but mockery and sarcasm.

It seems to be saying, "Look at your inhuman, ghost-like appearance, what right do you have to challenge me?"
Although Yang Huai hated Yang Jun to the core, there was nothing he could do. The boundless hatred in his heart could only be transformed into the fury in his eyes as he glared fiercely at Yang Jun.

"Eldest brother, fifth brother."

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Yang Mei quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "It's been decades, and it's rare for the five of us brothers and sisters to get together like this. Let's leave the past behind and start acting like we always have, okay?"

“Yes, yes, we’re all family. We’re all connected by blood. It’s common for us to have disagreements, but we’ll still be family.” Yang Liu chimed in with a smile.

"That's right, we're all family, not outsiders, what deep-seated hatred could we possibly have that we can't get over..."

"Humph!"

Before Yang Yu could finish speaking, Yang Huai interrupted him with a cold snort, and the atmosphere became awkward once again.

Seeing Yang Huai staring intently at him, Yang Jun said with a smile, "What else can you do besides snort?"

"Hmph!" Yang Huai.

"Heh!" Yang Jun shook his head upon seeing this, his eyes filled with disdain.

As expected, all they could do was snort.

"you……"

Seeing Yang Jun's disdainful look, Yang Huai could no longer suppress his anger. He jumped up from the sofa, brandishing his fists as he charged at Yang Jun.

pity……

He had the will but not the ability. Due to severe physical exhaustion, he collapsed straight onto the coffee table as soon as he got up.

"boom!"

After a loud crash, the glass coffee table was crushed to pieces, and its contents were scattered all over the floor.

Yang Huai curled up on the ground in agony, wailing incessantly.

"Old fifth."

Fifth brother.

Upon seeing this, Yang Liu, Yang Mei, and the other two exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward to investigate.

Seeing this, Yang Jun's disdain deepened.

"Overestimating one's abilities and trying to do everything beyond one's capabilities."

After saying that, he exhaled the smoke from his mouth.

The smoke didn't dissipate immediately; instead, it formed a circle and enveloped Yang Huai's face.

As the smoke ring slowly approached his face, Yang Huai tried with all his might to dodge, but his body was limp and he had no strength left. He could only watch helplessly as the smoke ring got into his face and then smelled an unpleasant odor of smoke.

"Cough...cough..."

Yang Huai, who suffers from lung cancer, cannot stand the smell of smoke. At this moment, he is coughing incessantly. Due to the desperate coughing, his body is curled up on the ground like a shrimp, his face is red, and he is panting heavily with his mouth wide open.

"Big brother!"

Yang Mei and the other two tried to lift Yang Huai up from the ground, but they were all elderly women nearing seventy, so how could they possibly lift Yang Huai?

Seeing that Yang Jun not only didn't come to help but also mocked and teased Lao Wu, he couldn't help but call out in frustration. Yang Jun didn't say anything, spat out the cigarette butt he had finished smoking, then casually lit another one, still sitting there calmly, as if the people and things in front of him had nothing to do with him.

"Big brother."

Seeing Yang Jun's indifference, Yang Mei burst into tears.

I had hoped that today would give my eldest brother and fifth brother a good talk, and that the family could reconcile and reunite, but...

She couldn't understand why Yang Jun and Yang Huai had come to this point, even to the point of becoming enemies. She remembered that there was no deep hatred between the brothers, so why had things come to this?
Yang Jun ignored her and showed no intention of helping her, simply sitting there calmly.

After a while, Yang Huai finally stopped coughing and, with the help of the three Yang Mei sisters, finally sat back down on the sofa.

However, Yang Huai no longer had the resentful look he had when he first entered the house; instead, he had a helpless expression on his face.

She can barely walk, so how can she possibly retaliate against the young and strong Yang Jun? It's simply wishful thinking.

After realizing the truth, Yang Huai finally gave up; it was impossible for him to defeat Yang Jun in this lifetime.

"After I die, you must take care of my sons, grandsons and their families."

Yang Huai leaned back on the sofa, speaking in a nonchalant tone.

"Why...?" Yang Jun asked coldly.

He really didn't know where Yang Huai got the nerve to say such things. Over the years, from the birth of the children until they grew up, started their own families, and had their own offspring, Yang Huai, as their father and grandfather, had never cared about them. Now he really didn't know where Yang Huai got the nerve to say such things.

For so many years, Yang Jun has been taking care of Yang Huai's two sons and his wife, providing them with food, clothing, and education. He even gave them a considerable amount of money when they got married. Yang Jun treated his own children better than he treated his fifth son's two sons. He felt that he had fulfilled his responsibilities as the eldest uncle and that he owed no one anything, especially not his fifth son.

The fifth son didn't answer his question, but instead said to himself, "After I die, all my belongings will be left to my son."

"You're overthinking it. Your son doesn't even acknowledge you as his father," Yang Jun mocked.

Yang Huai had been in prison for so many years, and his wife and two sons had never visited him. In their hearts, their father, Yang Huai, had long since died. Now that he had been out for so many days, his family had still not come to see him even once.

Yang Huai ignored him, leaned her head against the back of the sofa, and stared at the ceiling with a dazed look in her eyes, saying, "After I die, my ashes will be buried next to us. I was unable to fulfill my filial duties while I was alive, and I want to be with our parents after I die."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun snorted coldly, "Don't even think about it."

“You are no longer a member of the Yang family. Our parents don’t have an unfilial son like you. After you die, I will scatter your ashes at sea so that you will have no one to rely on in your next life.”

"You surnamed Yang, that's enough... cough, cough..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Huai could no longer remain calm and roared angrily.

"You forced me to live in prison for decades, you prevented me from enjoying family life, are you going to deprive me of my right to be with my parents?"

"Am I forcing you to squat by the fence?"

Yang Jun found this ridiculous; he couldn't fathom how Yang Huai could so brazenly utter such unconscionable words.

"I told you to kill people? You not only killed people, but you killed two people, and I told you to do it?"

Yang Jun became increasingly angry as he spoke, and continued, "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even have had the chance to squat by the fence; you would have been eating peanuts long ago."

"Isn't that because you didn't help?" Yang Huai roared, "With your level of leadership, wouldn't it be easy for you to smooth things over and get me out of this mess?"

"You'd rather watch your own brother squat in the fence than get me out. You're a heartless, cold-hearted, and selfish person."

"You are the most selfish person in the world."

Yang Huai shouted his last sentence with all his might, as if venting all the grievances he had suffered inside over the years. However, after speaking, he collapsed onto the sofa, completely exhausted.

Despite Yang Huai's unreasonable words, Yang Jun showed no anger whatsoever, not even the slightest change in expression.

"Looks like keeping you locked up all these years was the right thing to do."

Yang Jun said calmly, "Just because you said such a thing, I have no regrets about keeping you locked up for so many years."

"Sigh, blame it on...our mother. She didn't raise you well, otherwise you wouldn't have said such confusing things."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he looked up at the three Yang sisters.

"Second sister, third sister, fourth sister."

"You all heard that, right? Shouldn't someone as unrepentant as him be locked up for life?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Mei sighed and glanced at Yang Huai with disappointment.

"Fifth brother, I thought that after decades in prison you would have some remorse, but... you are so disappointing."

“If it weren’t for your older brother’s help, you wouldn’t even be qualified to sit on the fence. You’d probably be dead by now.”

"The reason your older brother keeps you in there is entirely for the sake of the family. He doesn't want you to have to clean up his messes every day, and he doesn't want you to be a burden on the family."

"besides……"

At this point, Yang Mei sighed deeply and continued, "And our mother was driven to her death by you."

These words were like a knife to Yang Huai's heart, and his face immediately turned very ugly.

"Big sister, you... you won't help me, fine, but why are you blaming me for Mom's death?"

"Shouldn't we blame you? Do you know that after you went in, we couldn't eat or sleep well and kept talking about you every day? He was driven to his death by you." Yang Mei said.

At this moment, Yang Liu spoke up.

"Big sister is right, Mom was driven to her death by you."

“When Mom was still alive, every time I visited her, the thing she talked about the most was you. Whenever she mentioned you, she would either sigh or cry. She was always thinking about you. You could say that Mom passed away because of you.”

"Since Mom cares so much about me, why doesn't she let that guy surnamed Yang get me out?" the fifth brother roared hysterically.

After he finished speaking, he was panting heavily and coughing incessantly.

"hehe!"

Yang Mei looked at him with a cold smile and said, "Even now, you still say such heartless things. You deserve to be locked up in there for the rest of your life."

“I think my brother did the right thing; you should stay in there for the rest of your life.”

"you……"

Yang Huai was so angry that his liver hurt. He was about to retort when a sharp pain shot through his abdomen, causing him to curl up on the sofa in agony.

This time, no one went to comfort him; they all just stared at him coldly.

Seeing this, Yang Liu said, "I thought you didn't have much time left and wanted to let you have a few days of peace, but the way you are... is so disappointing, sigh."

Yang Yu sighed and said, "Fifth brother, you have disappointed me greatly."

"Forget it, you don't have much time left, we can't be bothered to argue with you."

"As brothers and sisters born of the same mother, we have done everything we could." (End of Chapter)