Age: My Small World

Chapter 172 Discussion
The next day, the Yang family became lively.

First, my uncle and aunt-in-law came together, and then my seventh uncle Fan Xinhe also came.

"Uncle Qi, why are you here?"

Yang Jun hurriedly welcomed the person in.

"Haha, your mother said she wanted to renovate the house, so I came over to take a look and find someone to help."

"It was I who was unfilial and insisted on asking my mother to build a house. I am sorry to trouble you."

"It seems that you have really grown up and are busy looking for a wife, hahaha." Uncle Qi didn't care who meant this. Anyway, it was true that Yang Jun received a sum of royalties and had the ability to build a new house.

"Seventh Uncle, I'm still young." Yang Jun was a little helpless. He knew that the news his mother had spread would gradually ferment, but he didn't expect to be faced with a joke from his Seventh Uncle on the first day.

"Hey, his seventh uncle is here, please sit down."

Aunt Yang Qingping was quick-eyed and quickly gave up her seat on the kang, which is generally considered the main seat.

There were only two benches in Yang Jun's house. Uncle Li Yancai and his uncle-in-law sat on one each and chatted with each other. When they saw Uncle Fan Qishu enter the room, they also stood up and greeted him so that they didn't fail to recognize him.

"Qingping rarely comes home, which makes the house seem really lively." Uncle Qi said with a smile. He grew up watching Yang Jun's father's generation, so naturally he knew Yang Qingping.

"It would be more lively if you came here, old man. We are just family members chatting and having a good time." Li Xiaohua gave up her seat to Yang Jun again, indicating that he would be the one in charge of this family.

"Seventh Uncle, please have a cigarette." Yang Jun handed over a Daqianmen cigarette, and then handed one to his uncle and uncle-in-law.

"When did you learn to smoke?"

After taking it, my uncle stared at the cigarette and frowned. He didn't mean to scold me, but he knew that the cigarette was not cheap.

"Don't smoke such expensive cigarettes. I still have some tobacco leaves. I'll give you some in a couple of days." In fact, tobacco leaves are quite expensive these days. After all, everyone mainly grows crops, so there is less tobacco leaves and they have to go to the market to buy them.

The kids in the village usually learn to smoke from adults when they are around ten years old. There is nothing wrong with it and no one thinks there is anything wrong with it because smoking is almost standard for men in that era.

Yang Jun felt a little strange for not smoking, so he quickly waved his hand and said, "Uncle, I don't smoke. I brought these cigarettes with me when I went to the provincial capital, thinking I could give everyone a taste of something new."

"Provincial capital?" My aunt was surprised.

"Sister-in-law, are you going to the provincial capital?" She turned to look at Li Xiaohua, thinking that she was taking someone with her.

Li Xiaohua quickly explained.

Then Uncle Fan Qi also talked about Yang Jun's writing of the book. Only then did they realize that the money for building the new house was actually raised by this young man.

"Xiaoshan, you've brought honor to our Yang family. If your father and I were still alive, they would be so happy. No, I have to go see them and tell them about this."

The aunt was more excited than others. Her surname was Yang and she only considered herself half a member of the Li family. If her nephew was promising, it meant that the Yang family had produced a capable person.

"You can earn so much money by writing." My uncle scratched his head, feeling a little confused.

The uncle swallowed and stared at Li Weimin who was at a loss, wondering if his son would be as capable in the future. If not, he would have to learn more from his cousin.

"Not really. I didn't believe it when I saw it for the first time. Fortunately, it was reported in the newspaper, so I believed it. The newspaper also transferred the money. It's written in black and white and it can't be false." Uncle Seventh acted as Yang Jun's shill today and spoke to him all the time.

But then he added, "Don't buy these cigarettes. They look really expensive. Why waste money if you don't smoke them yourself?"

As he said that, he took another delicious sip. It felt really good.

"Hey, I'm just afraid he'll get scammed." After hearing what Uncle Seven said, his uncle knew it was the truth and immediately felt proud. This was his nephew, and he actually published a book. I heard quite a few people knew about it, so he had to show it off to his friends. It was estimated that when he returned to Lijia Village, Yang Jun's reputation would recover slightly for a while.

"His aunt, there's no rush to go see Dad and Sanxi. Let's wait for Uncle Qi to sort out the house building."

Li Xiaohua also grabbed her excited aunt and persuaded her to come back.

After they sat down again, they turned the topic back to the new house.

According to Uncle Qi, the house can be built, and he will help and speak out to prevent people from talking nonsense. If he is looking for someone else, he will recommend a family in the village whose grain production has been severely reduced this year. Most importantly, they have skills and were good at building houses in the past.

Uncle Qi originally thought that the villagers didn't need to be paid for helping with the work, but Yang Jun was not willing to use that favor, so it was better to have a give-and-take relationship.

Uncle Fan then made a suggestion.

Because he had the help of his aunt and uncle, and Yang Jun himself was a laborer, he only needed to hire one more person, or a master craftsman.

In addition, there should be one more female.

There are my mother, my second sister, my aunt, and maybe Fan Ping and Cheng Xiaoyu at home. If I call one more person, the logistics and some simple chores can be taken care of.

Yang Jun simply decided to invite the couple whose production had been severely reduced to come over.

"It's decided. I'll go talk to them and come over tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'll trouble Uncle Seven."

"What's the trouble? It's what I should do." As the captain of the team, Uncle Qi has a strong sense of responsibility.

"Uncle Qi, please stay for dinner before you go back. You can't go back today." Li Xiaohua asked him to stay for dinner. It didn't make sense for him to help out without even having a meal. Uncle Qi found it difficult to refuse and could only sit down.

Lunch was simple. It didn't use the bright rice, but porridge made with sweet potatoes and cornmeal. However, the ingredients used in the sweet potato porridge were quite rich, and the porridge could stand up on chopsticks without falling over.

In addition, we cooked a soup with the rabbit that my uncle brought from us. At least everyone could have a few mouthfuls of broth, and the meat was also very delicious.

"It's all thanks to his uncle. He insisted on asking the kid to bring the rabbit back yesterday. What a shame." The mother added.

"Sister, what belongs to me is what belongs to our family. Don't make such distinctions. I am happy to give Xiaoshan everything I have. It makes me happy to see it."

My uncle's words made me happy. After all, my love for this brother was not in vain.

When it was time to eat, they sat at separate tables, one for men and one for women and children, and they ate in the back room.

After the meal, they had a brief discussion and then everyone dispersed.

My uncle also came home and said that he wanted to go to the mountains today and maybe catch a rabbit to bring home.

My aunt and uncle didn't leave so quickly, saying they wanted to go see Mr. Yang.

According to Yang Qingping, we should thank our ancestors for their blessings.

This statement has a bit of feudal connotations, but fortunately people in the countryside don't care about these things anymore. I'm afraid they won't be able to do this so recklessly in the future.

Yang Jun led the way and took everyone to the cemetery where Fanjiazhuang was located.

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