After this period of nursing care, his son Yang Chengdao's injuries gradually recovered.
Since he could walk normally, Yang Jun never allowed him to sit down again.
He had to stand while eating and also while studying. Except for sleeping and defecating, Yang Jun would never allow him to stand.
Yang Jun knew that if he didn't discipline him well, his son would be ruined.
Apart from Yi Qiushui's discipline, he was not idle either.
No, he is fishing here at Diaoyutai, and his son is studying in the pavilion.
The teachers are all famous teachers invited by major universities. They have two classes a day and leave immediately after class.
Not only did the math teacher leave, the Chinese teacher came.
There are two tables in the pavilion, one with seats and one without chairs.
The teacher sat there teaching, while his son Yang Chengdao squatted there and studied.
Yang Jun not only wanted him to learn cultural knowledge, but also to exercise his willpower.
After a class, Yang Chengdao can basically persist until the end.
Not far away, Yi Qiushui was sitting in the corridor of the pond, looking here from time to time.
During this period, she was very satisfied with Yang Chengdao's performance. This child was not inherently bad, but lacked education.
At this moment, a guard came running towards us.
"Big boss, the woman from Mazhanshan is here to visit."
Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up and went out to greet him.
Ma Zhanshan is none other than Yang Jun's only eldest brother.
It's just that this eldest brother is nearly seventy years old, a whole generation older than him.
It can be said that he is the only one who can welcome Yang Jun personally.
When I arrived at the gate, I found a woman from Mazhanshan standing there carrying a generous gift.
When Yang Jun saw this, his face darkened and he scolded the guard next to him,
"You're not very sharp, didn't you see my elder brother coming?"
"When my eldest brother comes from now on, you don't need to notify me, just invite him in directly."
When the guard heard this, he quickly lowered his head.
"yes."
Yang Jun quickly held Ma Zhanshan's hand: "Brother, I'm sorry, I was rude."
When Ma Zhanshan saw this, he burst into laughter.
"Okay, brother, there are no outsiders here, so there is no need to pay so much attention."
"Besides, it would be a great honor for me to have you come out to greet me in person."
Yang Jun smiled and said: "Ashamed, really ashamed."
After saying that, he turned back and looked at Ma Zhanshan's daughter, Ma Wumei.
"Uncle Master."
Ma Wumei gave a sweet cry and then acted like a little girl.
Seeing this, Yang Jun squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "You have grown up indeed, and I don't dare to admit that you are so reserved."
"Ha ha!"
Both of them laughed.
Ma Wumei said shyly: "Uncle, people have always been like this, okay?"
"Yes, yes, our niece is very reserved." Yang Jun laughed.
After saying that, he stepped aside and started with one hand.
"Brother, please come inside."
Later, Yang Jun led the father and daughter into the yard.
Come to the living room, sit down separately for guest and host.
"Brother, try this year's new tea."
Ma Zhanshan picked up the teacup and put it under his nose, sniffed it, then took a sip gently and sighed,
“Good tea.”
"I haven't had such good tea in a long time, and now I can only drink such good tea at your place, brother."
"Ha ha!"
Yang Jun heard this and laughed loudly: "Since I like to drink, I will take a few kilograms back with me later."
"How many pounds?"
When Ma Zhanshan heard this, he clicked his tongue and said, "I don't dare to waste the good tea. I'll be satisfied with just two taels."
Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "I have plenty here. You can have as much as you want. There is no need to save it for me."
It's not like he's bragging, he has a copy system, and you can get as much good tea as you want.
However, in recent years, he rarely uses the system.
If it can be solved in reality, he will never use the system easily.
After your living conditions improve, try to use money to solve problems that can be solved with money. If it doesn't work, use the system again.
"Okay, bro, I won't be polite to you anymore. Get me two jin later." Ma Zhanshan said with a smile.
Afterwards, Yang Jun started talking with Ma Wumei.
Through conversations, we learned that Ma Wumei is doing pretty well now.
After Yang Jun's promotion and her unremitting efforts, Ma Wumei is now a full-level cadre and is now responsible for road administration work.
As for her husband Qin Tian, he is doing well and is said to have been transferred to a tobacco company to be in charge of sales.
It can be said that the reason why they are where they are today is inseparable from Yang Jun's promotion.
Without Yang Jun's help, they would not have been able to do so well.
After chatting with Ma Wumei for a while, Yang Jun turned back to Ma Zhanshan.
"Brother, I came to visit you today. Is there something wrong?"
In the adult world, there is no such thing as true friendship.
Every visit has a purpose, either to ask for help or to maintain feelings.
In short, they all have a purpose.
Don't talk about true friendship, brotherhood or anything like that.
Human nature cannot stand the test, this sentence applies to everyone.
When interacting with each other, try your best to take care of the face of both parties and prevent it from falling to the ground. This is the so-called friendship.
Although Yang Jun and Ma Zhanshan are sworn brothers, no one knows how much the other can pay for them until the last moment.
Therefore, Yang Jun never forces others to be truly loyal to him, because that is very unrealistic.
When Ma Zhanshan heard this, his face turned slightly red.
I stroked my gray beard, took out a Yinhan card from my pocket, put it on the table, and pushed it over.
Yang Jun was stunned for a moment when he saw this.
"Brother, what do you mean?"
"Do we need this between us?"
Ma Zhanshan raised his hand: "Brother, today I will be vulgar. If you accept the money, I will talk about it. If you don't accept it, I will turn around and leave."
Yang Jun smiled when he heard this.
Then he thought for a moment and took the bank card over.
"Brother, can you speak now?"
When Ma Zhanshan saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother, to be honest, I'm here to help you this time."
"Recently, the National Wushu Association is recruiting a vice president. Brother, I want to give it a try."
After saying that, he was shy and continued: "Brother, you know that I am a martial artist. I have practiced martial arts all my life. The good thing is that false reputation."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I am thinking that before I go into the coffin, I want to think about getting rid of my official addiction. I wonder if I can help me with this?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "That's it?"
After Ma Zhanshan heard this, his face turned red with embarrassment.
He nodded helplessly.
"That's it."
Yang Jun laughed loudly: "Brother, how old are you? Why are you still so competitive?"
Ma Zhanshan blushed and said, "I'm going to make you laugh. I've been doing this all my life for this little fame."
At this time, Ma Wumei, who was sitting aside, said: "Uncle Master, don't you understand my father yet?"
"He is not greedy for power, but he likes the name."
"He always calls himself benevolent and righteous. Whenever a fellow colleague is in trouble, he will definitely lend a hand to help without saying a word. In fact, he just wants to earn a name of benevolence and righteousness."
When Yang Jun heard this, he nodded frequently.
This is really the case.
He and Ma Zhanshan have known each other for more than ten years, and they still have a certain understanding of him.
Ma Zhanshan is a man who values loyalty and friendship, especially the false reputation of benevolence and righteousness.
If someone praises him for his benevolence and righteousness, he will abandon his family and career for that person, and even pick up a sword and fight to the death.
"Hey, brother, you are really..."
Yang Jun didn't even know what to say about him.
A person of such an old age still cannot understand the word fame and fortune.
For the president's false reputation, he did not hesitate to use his family wealth.
Yang Jun pushed the bank card back again.
"Brother, take it back, I'll help you with it."
"Brother, this won't work. If you don't accept it, I won't be the president." Ma Zhanshan said anxiously.
"If you don't accept it, I won't help you." Yang Jun said with a smile.
"How can you do something for someone without getting paid?"
Ma Zhanshan insisted on giving the money to Yang Jun.
When Yang Jun heard this, he said with a straight face: "Brother, are you breaking off diplomatic relations with me today?"
When Ma Zhanshan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then said anxiously: "Brother, what do you mean by this?"
Yang Jun said: "We are brothers who knock our heads on the ground. If we have anything to say, just say it. Is this necessary?"
"I think you're insulting me."
When Ma Zhanshan heard this, he said anxiously: "Brother, I didn't mean that. I was thinking to myself that if you help me, there is no reason why your help should be in vain..."
"Forget it, it was my fault. I will apologize to you."
After saying that, he stood up and apologized to Yang Jun with his hands clasped in fists.
Yang Jun stood up, stopped him, and pushed him back onto the stool.
"Brother, this is serious, we brothers don't need this."
After saying that, he put the bank card into his pocket and continued,
"Brother, if you have something to say in the future, just say it directly. Don't be polite to me. You picked it up and hit me today. Brother, I feel very insulted."
When Ma Zhanshan heard this, he looked guilty, held Yang Jun's hand and said, "Brother, it was my brother's lack of consideration that made you suffer."
"Brother is getting old, and sometimes his brain can't turn around. Don't be as knowledgeable as me."
Yang Jun said: "Brother, if it doesn't happen, we can just talk it over and let it go."
Afterwards, the two sat down again and kept silent about the money.
"Brother, if you don't come to me today, I would like to come to you in two days." Yang Jun said.
"Oh, brother, what do you want from me?"
Yang Jun smiled and said: "I have a small matter, please help me."
"Brother, tell me, my brother will do it for you." Ma Zhanshan patted his chest and said stably.
When Yang Jun heard this, he turned around and said to the nanny beside him: "Go and call that beast for me."
After saying that, he turned back to Ma Zhanshan and said, "Brother, to be honest, I want to find a better master for my son and teach him boxing and kicking skills."
For so many years, Yang Jun has been laying the foundation for his son without teaching him any kung fu.
He also knew that his kung fu was only suitable for the battlefield, where life and death could easily come to the fore. He didn't want his son to be so violent, so he had been thinking of finding a more ordinary master for Yang Chengdao.
It just so happened that Ma Zhanshan was from this circle, so he was the right person for this matter.
When Ma Zhanshan heard this, he said excitedly: "Brother, just come to me for this matter."
"I'm not bragging to you, brother. I know a lot of people who are good at boxing and kicking. They are all very good at it. Don't take it easy when you beat ten to ten. Apart from them, there is no one better than them in this world."
As soon as Ma Zhanshan finished speaking, he heard Ma Wumei saying quietly next to him,
"Dad, don't boast too much about your cowhide."
Seeing that Ma Zhanshan was glaring at him again, Ma Wumei said quickly: "You have forgotten that Uncle Master is the most powerful person."
Ma Zhanshan relaxed for a moment after hearing this, and then looked at Yang Jun.
"yes."
"Brother, you are so good at kung fu, why don't you teach yourself?"
Yang Jun smiled and said: "Brother, you are also a father. Don't you know the reason for this?"
Without waiting for Ma Zhanshan's reply, Yang Jun continued: "You are so powerful in Kung Fu, why are the Kung Fu taught by your daughter mediocre?"
"Of course I'm reluctant..."
Before Ma Zhanshan finished speaking, he realized something.
"Brother, I understand what you mean. You are afraid that you will not be cruel, right?"
"right."
Yang Jun nodded, and then continued: "Actually, there is another meaning, that is, my kung fu is a bit domineering. After all, we are in a harmonious society now, and the fighting and killing are a bit bloody."
"Hey, brother, you are wrong."
Ma Zhanshan disagreed with Yang Jun's point of view and retorted: "Kung Fu is not good or bad, it just depends on who uses it."
"You don't have to use killing skills, but you have to learn them. Is that what I'm saying?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he kept nodding.
"Brother, I understand what you mean, um..."
"To tell you the truth, it's not that I don't want to teach my son battlefield fighting skills, it's mainly because... I'm too lazy."
When Ma Zhanshan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
"Let me tell you, with my knowledge, how could you possibly cut off your own arm? It turns out you are afraid of trouble."
"Don't worry, leave the child to me and I will teach you."
"You don't have to worry about anything. When the time comes, I will give you a son who is good at boxing and kicking."
Yang Jun clasped his hands in his fists and said thanks: "Brother, thank you."
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While they were talking, Yi Qiushui led Yang Chengdao over.
"Brother Ma, Meizi, you are here."
Yi Qiushui came in and greeted her warmly.
"Here we come, brothers and sisters."
When Ma Zhanshan saw this, he quickly stood up and said hello.
Ma Wumei also stepped forward to greet him.
After looking at Yi Qiushui's slightly bulging belly, the two of them murmured to each other.
"If you haven't come over yet, I've seen your Uncle Ma."
Hearing this, Yang Chengdao quickly stepped forward and clasped his fists, shouting: "Uncle Ma."
"Okay, okay, this kid is getting stronger and stronger."
While talking, Ma Zhanshan patted Yang Chengdao on the shoulder.
Yang Chengdao was only slightly shaken, but his body did not sink.
"Huh?"
Ma Zhanshan was stunned for a moment.
First he looked at Yang Jun, then he slapped Yang Jun harder and again.
This time, Yang Chengdao only staggered and did not fall down.
"Something real."
Ma Zhanshan immediately became interested, stood up and walked around Yang Chengdao twice.
He pinched his shoulders, touched all the bones in his body, and then made a tut-tsk sound from his mouth.
"He is truly a natural born martial artist."
Then, he turned around and excitedly said to Yang Jun: "Brother, your son has inherited your genes and will definitely be a good seedling in the future."
When Yang Jun heard this, he stood up.
"I'll be back to you later, brother."
Hearing this, Ma Zhanshan patted his chest and said, "Even if you don't explain, I will do my best to teach him. I can't miss such a good martial arts talent that is rare in a century."
"Thank you, bro."
Yang Jun was very pleased when he heard this.
Although his son is a bit of a jerk, he has inherited one of his strengths.
That is, he is a good talent who is born to practice martial arts. With his bone frame, body proportions, etc., it seems that he was born to eat this kind of rice.
It's just that, for all these years, I have been laying the foundation for him, and I haven't taught him any Kung Fu moves or anything like that.
In fact, given Yang Jun’s conditions, what kind of master couldn’t be hired?
But, he didn't do that.
Because he knew that if he taught his son Kung Fu himself, he would only be able to train a Kung Fu master, but not a top martial artist.
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Start the next day.
My son Yang Chengdao has one more lesson to learn.
I studied cultural classes in the morning, and in the afternoon Ma Zhanshan sent a boxer over to teach Kung Fu.
Every day, Yang Chengdao was as tired as a dog, and his bones felt like they were falling apart.
It doesn't matter when I sit or stand, my bones will hurt even if I move casually.
The amount of food eaten has been significantly reduced.
Yang Jun was fine, but Yi Qiu Shui felt extremely distressed.
She often hides in places where no one is around and secretly wipes her tears.
However, despite being distressed, he never interfered with Yang Jun's education of his children.
She knew in her heart that it was time for her son to be educated. If he was not properly disciplined, he might really be ruined.
Every day, she tried her best not to see her son, so as not to feel distressed when she saw him like that.
On this day, the whole family gathered together to have dinner.
Yang Chengdao sat at the children's table, eating with difficulty with both hands.
Said to be sitting, actually squatting is a more appropriate description.
Since Yang Jun didn't allow him to sit down, he always squatted on horseback no matter what he did.
When a group of children saw their brother's strange appearance, they all covered their mouths and laughed secretly.
"Huh, just laugh, let's see how long you can keep having fun." Yang Chengdao kept rolling his eyes while eating.
As Yang Jun's son, he didn't think those younger brothers and sisters could escape the fate of practicing martial arts.
In less than two years, Yang Jun will definitely let them practice martial arts.
"Slightly!"
A group of children who didn't know about sorrow yet didn't take his words seriously, and they all made faces at him.
There were even two little girls deliberately sitting on his lap and pestering him.
Yang Chengdao was not angry, he held one in each hand and gave them food.
Looking at the picture of their brothers and sisters living in harmony, Yang Jun was very relieved.
Yang Chengdao is becoming more and more like an older brother and knows how to care for his younger brothers and sisters, which makes Yang Jun feel very happy.
"Dad, I also want to squat and eat like my brother."
At this time, my daughter Yang Chenglan ran over with her small bowl.
When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled and said: "Okay, my dear, you are so good. Let's learn from my brother."
"Okay, Dad."
Yang Chenglan thought it was fun and immediately imitated her brother's example and started riding.
Huang Yani, who was eating next to her, saw this and opened her mouth to say something.
Before she could speak, she heard Yang Jun say quietly: "It's not a bad thing if a girl has time to stay with you."
Yang Jun does not require his daughters to learn martial arts, but they must have at least the ability to protect themselves.
Especially for girls, it is better to have the skills to protect themselves than not. Once something happens, they will have an extra layer of self-defense ability.
Hearing this, Huang Yani pouted and said: "I still want her to learn ballet. If she practices martial arts and her body bones are fixed, why will she bleed?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes.
"Can ballet be eaten or something else?"
"Isn't it true that martial arts students can't eat it?" Huang Yani muttered in a low voice.
Yang Jun glared and said: "At least the martial arts students can't survive, so they can still grab it."
Huang Yani heard what she wanted to say.
However, seeing Yang Jun's cannibalistic eyes, he immediately swallowed back what he was about to say.
In Yang Jun's opinion, learning to dance, draw, and sing is not a real job. What's the use of learning those things?
Unlike learning martial arts, it can not only strengthen the body, but also exercise one's willpower. Even if you can't survive in the future, at least you will have the strength to fight for it.
Of course, this is just a joke.
How could Yang Jun's child reach that stage?
Yang Jun’s children don’t want to study those messy things. If it were according to his wishes, all of his children would study finance and business administration.
Their future is destined to be rich. As a rich person, they do not need to learn much good cultural knowledge, they only need to learn how to manage money.
This is Yang Jun's logic.
Of course, this is also the logic of most ordinary people.
You can't just protect your billions of dollars and let your children learn science and technology and explore the universe. That makes no sense.
Except for interest, of course.
"Tomorrow, I will have someone clean out a room in the front and use it as a boxing gym. Then I will invite the masters to come over and ask them to practice boxing." Yang Jun said.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hearing this, all the women sighed.
"Why!"
They are feeling sad for their children.
There is no one else with such a father on the stall.
With so many children, we can't all learn martial arts.
When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes.
"Having a spoiled child is like killing a child. Enlightenment is a good example. You don't want your children to be like him, right?"
When the girls heard this, they remained silent.
They want to say that not every child is like this, and they don't think their children are the same as Yang Chengdao.
However, they dare not say it.
Because Yi Qiushui was sitting there.
Yi Qiushui is the eldest member of the Yang family, so I can't agree with Yang Jun saying that Yang Chengdao is not good in front of Yi Qiushui.
"There's no harm in learning some martial arts."
Yi Qiushui saw that none of them dared to express their opinions, so she continued: "It's enough to have one naughty child in the family. If we don't have all naughty children in the family, then Lao Yang will really go crazy."
"I know, sister."
Several people said in unison.
They can bargain with Yang Jun, because Yang Jun is their man, and they can act like a baby however they want.
However, Yi Qiushui is not used to them. If he dares to contradict her, he must wear small shoes.
Of course, they were not really afraid of Yi Qiushui, but they were afraid of leaving a bad impression on Yang Jun.
Marry a man, marry a man, dress and eat.
Once a woman gets married, she cannot be half-hearted. Although they can support themselves, as Yang Jun's women, Yang Jun does not allow them to show up in public, so they can only stay in this yard honestly.
Of course, some people want to say, can’t we leave this home?
Can you starve to death without him?
That can only mean that your thinking is too simple.
Even if you have no feelings, Yang Jun will not let you leave this yard.
Let me ask, since ancient times, which concubine has been released from the palace after being demoted?
How can the emperor's women be accessible to other men?
Meng Wenya and the others knew this truth very well, and they also knew that their fate was already sealed.
Therefore, they tried their best to please Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui, an important lady.
