On this day, Yang Jun came back from dinner at the teahouse.
I found three old men squatting at the door.
Just as the car was about to turn into the yard, it was blocked by the three old men.
"Junzi, Junzi."
"I am your third uncle."
Hearing the cry, Yang Jun quickly asked the driver to stop.
After seeing the person blocking the road, Yang Jun immediately jumped out of the car.
"Third uncle, second uncle, first uncle, why are you here?"
The three people blocking the way were none other than the first uncle Yi Zhonghai, the second uncle Liu Haizhong, and the third uncle Yan Bugui.
The average age of the three uncles is almost seventy, and their hair has turned white. The few remaining hairs are swaying in the drunken summer wind, making them look a little miserable.
Hearing this, the three elders looked at each other and finally decided that the elder Yi Zhonghai would represent them.
"Junzi, it's like this..."
As soon as the first man opened his mouth, Yang Jun raised his hand and interrupted.
"You three gentlemen, let's talk after you go in."
"No, it's just a matter of a few words."
"Let's talk after we go in, otherwise I won't listen."
"Yes, I listen to you."
Then, Yang Jun led them to the living room.
After the nanny served tea, Yang Jun began to ask: "You three gentlemen, are you here this time?"
Upon hearing this, the first uncle Yi Zhonghai quickly put down the tea cup in his hand, brewed it for a while, and said,
"Junzi, it's like this. Didn't you give us fifty houses some time ago..."
"House?" Yang Jun looked at them doubtfully.
"The last time you went back to the old house, it was given by the Hong Kong businessman." The third uncle reminded from the side.
"Oh, I remembered it."
Yang Jun slapped his head and said with a smile: "Look at my memory, I can't remember anything."
"Hey, you are busy with everything, so it's understandable that you can't remember these little things."
The second uncle tried to smooth things over.
"That's right, you military son is so busy, how could you remember such a small thing." The third uncle agreed.
Yang Jun smiled and said: "I'm really sorry. I've been too busy recently and I really can't remember some things."
In Yang Jun's position, having many things to do and being busy with work is the best reason, and no one can find fault with him.
In fact, he is so busy that he is either drinking tea, fishing, or picking up girls every day.
The reason why people pursue rights is nothing more than to escape from the shackles of this worldly world.
The higher a person's position, the more time he has at his disposal.
"Master, what happened to the house?" Yang Jun returned to the topic.
"Oh, Junzi, it's like this."
The first uncle said: "Isn't this house delivered? I have discussed it with your second uncle and third uncle, and then at your request, I hope that you can be a guest when I move."
"Everyone has gathered together to host a few tables to celebrate. I hope you won't refuse."
After saying that, he was afraid that Yang Jun would not go, so he added: "Don't worry, just those people from our yard, no one from outside will be invited."
When Yang Jun heard this, he frowned, with a troubled expression on his face.
To be honest, he really didn't want to go.
It's not that he's putting on a show, but that his identity is really inappropriate.
Many people are watching his every word, every move. If a leader as big as him goes to attend a moving ceremony in a community, there may be some news about him the next day.
So, in the end he decided not to go.
"Three uncles, it's not me, Yang Jun, who is arrogant, but my identity..."
Before Yang Jun could finish speaking, the uncle interrupted him.
"Junzi, don't say anything. We understand."
He looked back at the second uncle and the third uncle, and then continued: "When we came, we had already taken this situation into consideration."
"The three of us are not ignorant people. Your identity is indeed inconvenient, but..."
Speaking of this, he immediately said solemnly: "Whether you go or not, the people of our courtyard have accepted your love."
The third uncle said from the side: "Your military son has done so much good things for our compound. We are all the ones who have been favored by you. If we don't invite you, it's because we are ignorant. We can understand if you don't come."
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"Yes, Lao Yan is right. It's our intention to invite you. We won't blame you if you don't come. Your identity is indeed inconvenient," the second uncle said.
The elder said: "Yes, after receiving such a great favor, we have to express it. Today, our three brothers are here, which means that we will always remember your kindness."
Yang Jun was a little moved by what he said.
However, when he thought about the consequences of the matter, he controlled his impulse.
"You three gentlemen, I appreciate your kindness. The main reason is that my status is really inconvenient. I guess there must be a lot of people on the day of moving to a new house. I...hey."
"Understand, understand." the three uncles said.
Hearing this, Yang Jun smiled and said: "You three uncles, tell everyone when you go back, I, Yang Jun, will always be from the compound. I will always have them in my heart and will never forget them."
"Yes, yes, we will always be people in the compound." The three uncles said with a smile.
In the eyes of others, Yang Jun might just say this casually.
However, in the eyes of the three uncles, Yang Jun really did it.
He always had everyone in mind, and not only did he say it, but he also did it.
He has never forgotten you. No, he has given you fifty sets of commercial houses.
How many people can do such a generous act and such kindness?
Nowadays, there are many people in the compound who are doing well, but what will they do after they become rich?
The first person to become prosperous was Xu Damao. I won’t go into details here. He is now dead.
The second most prosperous person is Shazhu He Yuzhu. Ever since he opened a restaurant with Lou Xiao'e in partnership, he has made a lot of money every day. Even so, he didn't say anything about spending money to serve everyone.
Next is Lou Xiao'e, she can be said to be a truly rich woman in the courtyard.
Since it became prosperous, hasn’t it been possible to make any contribution to the yard?
People, once they reach adulthood, are basically self-interested, and they rarely spend money on real money when they are hot-headed.
It cannot be said that Yang Jun is a fool. The main reason is that he did it easily. If the Hong Kong businessman hadn't coveted his old house, he would not have punished him.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! No matter how these fifty houses came to be, in short, Yang Jun has made a real contribution to everyone.
Naturally, Yang Jun would not admit this kind of thing, let alone show it off everywhere, as long as everyone understood it.
Yang Jun left the three uncles to have lunch.
After lunch, he asked the driver to take them back.
After finishing, Yang Jun took the banana fan and prepared to lie down by the river.
But when I passed by Nalan Qingmeng's courtyard, I was forcefully dragged in.
"What are you doing, what are you doing, it's broad daylight..."
Nalan Qingmeng looked at him with a resentful look on his face, took his arm and pinched him repeatedly.
"You promised to come to my yard last night, why did you break your promise?"
"This... I originally planned to come, but your sister Qiu Shui..."
"I don't care, you have to make it up to me."
Yang Jun heard this and smiled bitterly: "It's broad daylight and the weather is so hot..."
"You're not going to die, are you?" Nalan Qingmeng raised his eyebrows.
"nonsense."
You can say anything, but you can't say no. When Yang Jun heard this, he was unhappy.
“It’s not certain who will win?”
"Try?" Nalan Qingmeng raised an eyebrow and asked.
"Just try it."
Yang Jun felt guilty, but in order to maintain his face, he had to pretend to be calm.
Although Yi Qiushui is physically inconvenient, she is not a peaceful person. She tortured him for half the night before she gave up.
Arriving at the bedroom, Nalan Qingmeng asked the nannies in the yard to go out, and then went to the bathroom to drain the water.
"Well, are you okay? Do you want to call your sister Yani?"
Yang Jun lay on the doorframe and pretended to be calm.
When Nalan Qingmeng heard this, she turned around and rolled her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled,
"Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. I just want to delay time. Let me tell you, I will risk my life today. I will never let you go unless I empty out the little public food in your pocket."
"You are cruel enough."
Yang Jun rolled his eyes and gave her a thumbs up.
"Hey, let me say... can you stay tonight? I..."
"cannot."
Nalan Qingmeng turned off the faucet and came over to help him unbutton his shirt.
"At night, maybe something else will happen."
"I'm not stupid. Do you think I will give up this great opportunity?"
Yang Jun sighed after hearing this.
"You women are so crazy."
After taking off their clothes, the two of them got into the bathtub.
…
after an hour.
Yang Jun dragged his exhausted body back to the bedroom and lay down directly on the bed.
The air-conditioned room is extremely cool, and the body and mind have just been refreshed, not to mention how comfortable it is.
Nalan Qingmeng seemed to be full of energy as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
She was wrapped in a white bathrobe and walked towards Yang Jun gracefully.
He put the towel he was wiping his hair on on the back of the chair and then turned over on the bed.
While giving Yang Jun a massage, he said: "Old Yang, I don't know what's going on. Every time after I'm done with you, I always feel like it's not enough. It's like I can't use up all my strength."
When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "You are happy, but you are miserable for me."
When Nalan Qingmeng heard this, she leaned over and kissed him tenderly, her eyes full of sweet words.
"Lao Yang, thank you for your hard work."
After saying that, he bit Yang Jun's ear and whispered softly: "I still want to..."
When Yang Jun heard this, he trembled subconsciously.
"Although I am a beast, you can't really treat me like a beast?"
"I know you're tired."
Nalan Qingmeng glanced at him coquettishly, and then said with a sweet smile: "Don't worry, if you don't want you to move, I will shake it."
When Yang Jun heard this, he turned over and looked at her with a wry smile.
"Who did you learn this from? How come you dare to say anything?"
"I just read it in a book."
Nalan Qingmeng helped Yang Jun take off his bathrobe and said: "We women have nothing to do at home every day, so we just read some books. I saw these words on the trees. If we read more, we will understand them naturally.
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When Yang Jun heard this, he held his forehead and was speechless.
"You women are so crazy, especially women of your age."
"Keke, you are unlucky to meet us. You have to know that I am not the only woman of this age."
After saying that, he burst into laughter.
"Oh God, God, who will save me?"
Yang Jun looked up to the sky and shouted as if he was hopeless.
"Dear God, I'm here to save you..."
…
When it was time for dinner, Yang Jun got up lazily.
After being tormented all afternoon, I looked listless.
He staggered as he walked, and if Nalan Qingmeng hadn't supported him, he would have crawled on the ground.
"Hey, can't you guys do it tonight? Can't you wait in such a hurry at this time?" Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes and said.
"Sister, what? Why can't I understand what you are saying?" Nalan Qingmeng said with a guilty conscience.
"You're still pretending? I don't want to see how old Yang is being tortured by you."
Yi Qiushui nudged Yang Jun with her chin.
At this moment, Yang Jun was swaying, and he was still swaying while sitting on the chair.
When Nalan Qingmeng heard this, his face turned red with embarrassment.
"I...I can't help it. I can't control Lao Yang."
When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes.
A good guy, if he does something bad, he still has to take the blame. How can it be like this?
Seeing Yang Jun open his mouth to refute, Nalan Qingmeng glared at him fiercely.
When Yang Jun saw this, he immediately shut up and said nothing.
Their every move has long been seen by Yi Qiushui and the others.
When they saw this, they just shook their heads and smiled.
We are all women, so no one understands the little tug in the heart.
In this family, there are more wolves than meat. If we don't take the initiative, we will starve to death.
"I don't care. According to the schedule, Lao Yang belongs to me tonight." Huang Yani said suddenly.
"You can do it."
Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes and said, "Look at his appearance, can he still withstand your torture?"
"It only happens once every two weeks. I don't want to give up this opportunity." Huang Yani said with a blushing face.
When Yi Qiushui heard this, she suddenly felt a headache.
After thinking for a while, he said: "Let's let Lao Yang have a good rest this week and start rescheduling next week."
"Why do you have to rearrange your schedule when you come to my place?" Huang Yani muttered in a low voice.
"Why do you say that?"
Yi Qiushui suddenly slapped her chopsticks on the table, her face as dark as water.
When the girls saw this, their hearts trembled.
Even Yang Jun remained silent.
When Yi Qiushui, the matron of the house, was disciplining them, she was most afraid of interrupting.
Yang Jun was so happy that someone was disciplining them, so he naturally kept silent.
"I'm not your man, don't you feel bad?"
"It's settled, Lao Yang will rest in my yard this week, no one can argue with him."
"ah?"
Everyone made dissatisfied sounds.
"Um?"
"Yes, sister."
When everyone saw this, they could only compromise.
Who makes Yi Qiushui the official wife? It's good if she can tolerate her. If she is greedy and insufficient, she will not live a good life.
The relationship between a wife and a concubine is not only the marriage certificate, but also the trust and favor from the man.
If there is no support from a man, even if she takes the position of a wife, how is she any different from a concubine?
"Hey, why doesn't anyone ask me what I mean?" Yang Jun sighed while eating his meal.
"you shut up."
Everyone yelled in unison.
This is an internal conflict among women. They can fight no matter what they want, and they will never allow outsiders to interfere.
In fact, they all know in their hearts that instead of trying to please their real wives, it is more direct to receive trust and favor directly from men.
However, they did not dare to do that.
One is because they know that no one can gain Yang Jun's trust more than Yi Qiushui.
In addition, if he really does that, there will really be no peace between his wife and his concubine in the future, which is not what Yang Jun wants to see.
"Yes, as long as you are happy."
Yang Jun was so frightened that he shrank his neck and quickly lowered his head to eat.
