The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 11 Half-brother and Half-sister
On the evening of August 24, the world-renowned Beijing Olympics came to a close.

In a private room of the time-honored Zhenhua Hotel on Renmin Road in Dali Old Town.

Yang Muye, his grandfather Yang Agong, and his uncle Yang Deqing sat at a large round table that could seat fifteen or sixteen people.

Before the dishes were served, the wine that Yang Muye had ordered was brought over first.

Two bottles of Moutai and one bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon dry red wine from Yunnan Province.

Grandpa Yang was holding a water pipe and puffing away.

Yang Deqing had a plate of sunflower seeds in front of him, which the shopkeeper had given him. He was eating the sunflower seeds while watching the live broadcast of the closing ceremony of the Olympic Games on TV.

Yang Muye was holding his phone, typing a reply to Ma Qiushan's text message using handwriting input.

Three generations of the family each did their own thing and did not disturb each other.

This is how the three of them usually get along.

Yang Muye was "sensible" from a young age and was not very close to his grandfather or uncle.

Deep down, what he cherished most was his relationship with his parents, and the result was—

At 7:10, the door to the private room was pushed open, and Yang Muye's father, Yang Deyuan, entered.

He looks about five or six parts like Yang Muye. In his early forties, apart from a slightly protruding belly, he has maintained a good figure.

His hair was styled in a trendy Hong Kong-style slicked-back look, and he was slicked back with hair wax. Compared to Yang Deqing, the older brother who stood up to greet him, he looked exactly like Jimmy Lin and Guo Degang.

In fact, Yang Deqing was only two years older than Yang Deyuan.

"Deyuan, you're here? Where are your sister-in-law and children?"

"I went to the restroom," Yang Deyuan replied casually.

His gaze then fell on Grandpa Yang, who was smoking a water pipe.

“Dad, stop smoking. It’s making the whole house smell of smoke. Xu Li and the children don’t like the smell.”

Grandpa Yang looked up at Yang Deyuan, then hugged his water pipe and continued smoking.

That's just his temper; the more you talk to him, the less he listens to you.

Yang Deyuan was about to get angry, but then he saw Yang Muye standing to the side, replying to text messages on his phone.

Forget it.

Today's meal is Yang Muye's college entrance celebration banquet, and his ex-wife's family will also be coming over later. Yang Deyuan doesn't want to make the atmosphere too tense.

After pulling out a chair and sitting down, Yang Deyuan realized that the table was larger than he had expected.

Yang Deyuan frowned and looked at Yang Deqing: "Didn't we agree that it was just a family gathering? Why were other people invited?"

Yang Deqing, who had just picked up a sunflower seed and was about to put it in his mouth, froze on the spot.

Doesn't he know?

Yang Muye booked the restaurant and the private room, and he also paid for the three bottles of wine on the table.

Yang Deqing only brought food to eat; he didn't care about anything else.

Yang Deyuan immediately realized that he had asked the wrong person and then turned his gaze to Yang Muye.

"Ono, why did you order such a big table?"

"The large table is spacious, and with people spaced out, it's easy to talk."

Yang Muyi put down his phone and looked up at Yang Deyuan: "Don't worry, I ordered the dishes according to the number of people, so we can definitely finish them."

Yang Deyuan glanced at the "once and for all" sign in his hand, nodded, and said, "I'll pay the bill later."

“I know you have money, but I’ve already paid for today’s meal.” Yang Muye picked up his phone and continued texting, replying without looking up.

Yang Deyuan originally wanted to ask how much it cost, but he would transfer the money to Yang Muye's card later.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he held them back.

How will your son feel if you make such a clear distinction?
Yang Muyi continued fiddling with his phone, while Grandpa Yang smoked his water pipe and Yang Deqing ate sunflower seeds and watched TV.

Yang Deyuan sat there all by himself, with no one to talk to.

A short while later, a beautiful woman in her thirties, with long wavy hair, dressed fashionably and wearing two large platinum earrings, walked in, leading a little boy who was about one meter tall.

Yang Deyuan immediately stood up and introduced him to Grandpa Yang.

"Father, this is Xu Li."

The beautiful woman called out "Father" and, judging from her accent, was probably from Guangdong province.

Grandpa Yang put down his water pipe and grunted in acknowledgment that he had heard it.

"Haoxuan, call him Grandpa, call him Uncle, and call him Brother." Xu Li bent down slightly to teach the little boy how to greet people.

As a result, the little boy's eyes were fixed on the handsome Yang Muye, and he called out in a clear voice:
"elder brother."

Upon hearing this, Yang Deyuan immediately became furious.

"You have no manners! Call me Grandpa first!"

The little boy was so frightened by the shout that he hid behind Xu Li and refused to call out to anyone no matter how much she tried to persuade him.

Grandpa Yang got angry too and yelled at Yang Deyuan: "What are you yelling at? When you were three years old, you would hide behind your mother when you saw a stranger. How dare you yell at a child now!"

Yang Deyuan felt very aggrieved: "Father, that's ancient history from eight hundred years ago, why are you still bringing it up?"

Grandpa Yang snorted, but ultimately gave Yang Deyuan face and said nothing more.

He stopped smoking the hookah and put it aside.

After Xu Li and her son sat down, her gaze immediately fell on Yang Muye. "Haoxuan, your brother is amazing! He got into a university in Yanjing. You want to be like him in the future, okay?"

On the surface, he was educating his son, but in reality, he was praising Yang Muye for his hard work and achievements.

Yang Muyi was relatively polite to Xu Li, his stepmother. He looked up and smiled at the mother and son, then turned his gaze to Yang Deyuan, who was standing to the side.

“Dad, I took the college entrance exam because it was the only option. Haoxuan, did I pronounce my brother's name correctly? Given his current circumstances, he really doesn't need to force himself to take the college entrance exam. If he spends money to get Hong Kong residency, whether he studies abroad or takes the joint entrance exam, getting into a good school will be a breeze.”

Xu Li's eyes lit up immediately: "Xiao Ye is right. Your father and I said the same thing, but he always said that I spoil Hao Xuan too much. A doting mother spoils her son."

Yang Deyuan said with a stern face, "Alright, that's enough. Say less."

At this moment, the door to the private room was pushed open again.

This time, it was Yang Muye's mother, Gao Yunyue, who came in.

She was wearing a light green trench coat, pencil pants, and high heels, with her hair in a bun. Because of her good maintenance, she looked at least five or six years younger than her actual age.

She is undeniably beautiful, and with that powerful, businesswoman aura, Xu Li only has an advantage in age; in every other aspect, she is completely outmatched.

The man who came in with Gao Yunyue was a refined-looking man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

Although he wasn't wearing an executive jacket, his demeanor clearly indicated that he worked within the system, and his rank was probably quite high.

The man was holding a beautiful little girl in his arms. She had two little braids and her big, dark eyes were fixed on Yang Muye as soon as she entered the room, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Dad, I haven't been able to come back to see you all these years. I brought you some nutritional supplements this time."

Gao Yunyue stepped forward and handed over the two gift boxes.

Grandpa Yang remained seated, only kicking Yang Deqing's chair leg with his foot.

Yang Deqing quickly stood up and took the two gift boxes.

I had some trouble addressing Gao Yunyue.

If Yang Deyuan and Xu Li weren't around, he would have called them "sister-in-law" directly, but right now, it seemed inappropriate to call them anything.

Gao Yunyue, on the other hand, addressed him as "Big Brother" in a very open and generous manner, and then introduced her husband, Xiao Shen, to Grandpa Yang.

Grandpa Yang nodded deeply to Xiao Shen.

Xiao Shen turned to the little girl in his arms and said:
"Zixuan, call him Grandpa."

The little girl called out "Grandpa" in her childish voice.

Grandpa Yang smiled, a rare occurrence, and praised, "What a good child."

These words immediately made Yang Deyuan, who was standing to the side, turn pale.

His own son wouldn't greet people, but his ex-wife's daughter with another man made him happy.

Shame on you!
Xu Li was also resentful towards Yang Deyuan. Before coming, she said she was going to buy a gift, but Yang Deyuan insisted that she didn't need to.

He regularly sends money home every year, and it's quite a lot, so there's no need for him to do these superficial things.

In the end, he didn't do it, but Gao Yunyue did.

At one end of the table, Yang Muye stood up from his seat, clapped his hands at the little girl in Xiao Shen's arms, and made a gesture as if he wanted to hug her.

The little girl wasn't shy at all; she leaned out halfway and stretched out her two little hands toward Yang Muye.

Yang Muye took her from Xiao Shen's arms and held her with one arm, teasing her, "Guess who I am?"

“You’re the older brother. Mom showed me your picture.”

The little girl opened her adorable big eyes and answered in a childish voice.

Yang Muye continued to tease her: "Your name is Zixuan, right? Say 'brother' to me again."

"elder brother."

"Good girl, here, this is a gift from your brother."

Yang Muye took a thick red envelope out of his pocket and handed it to the little guy in his arms.

"Ono, what are you doing?"

Gao Yunyue walked over and reached out to take her daughter away, preventing her from taking Yang Muye's red envelope.

Yang Muye turned around and used his back to block Gao Yunyue from carrying the person away.

At the same time, he stuffed the red envelope into Zixuan's hand.

After that, they returned the person directly to Xiao Shen.

After freeing his hands, he took out an identical red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Haoxuan, who was sitting next to Xu Li, across the table.

"Since my sister has a share, my brother will too. Aunt Xu, could you please pass this to Haoxuan?"

Xu Li glanced at Yang Deyuan, then stood up and accepted the red envelope.

"Haoxuan, quickly thank your brother."

Yang Muye waved his hand.

"No need, no need. It's just a small token of my appreciation from your older brother. Aunt Xu, please accept it for Haoxuan."

Xu Li was about to say a few more polite words when Yang Deyuan spoke up.

"Keep it; don't upset the child."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Gao Yunyue's voice rang out.

"Xiao Ye, it's good that you have this thought. Let your sister keep the red envelope. I'll transfer the money back to you later. You don't have a job to earn money yet. When you run out of the living expenses I transferred to you before, just tell me and I'll transfer it to you again."

(End of this chapter)