After the meal, the whole family gathered together to eat the after-dinner fruit.
Yang Jun did not go to work in the afternoon, but chatted with his grandfather Yang Wenhou.
The old man had stayed in that poor mountain ravine all his life and was very curious about things in the city.
Especially when I saw the house where Yang Jun lived, I was even more envious.
He had to let Yang Jun accompany him to visit the front and rear yards.
After visiting Yang Jun's yard, the old man went to visit Yang Anguo's home.
Fortunately, they live not far away, right next door.
Yang Wenhou stood at the entrance of the alley, looking at the row of old Yang's houses with a proud look in his eyes.
First we visited Yang Anbang's house, then Yang Mei's house, Yang Anguo's house, and even Ma Juzi's house.
After coming out of Ma Juzi's house, the old man suddenly stopped in front of Yang Mei's house and refused to leave.
"Jun'er, grandpa wants to discuss something with you. Do you think I can live in Meizi's yard?"
Yang Jun was startled.
"Grandpa, aren't you afraid of people poking your grandson's spine and scolding him?"
Yang Wenhou smiled bitterly and said, "That's why grandpa wants to discuss it with you."
"I know your filial piety, and naturally I hope that I can live a better life, but Jun'er, please be considerate and considerate of me finding an old man to bury my neck in. I really don't want to cause trouble to you younger generations. What's more, I just want to
Live a quiet life alone."
"It's not that you are unfilial, but people who live to my age have only memories left in their lives. I just want to be able to remember without being disturbed. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Jun'er, you know that if nothing happens, I have no intention of leaving that poor mountain valley in my life. However, Grandpa, I understand your difficulties and risk not being able to return to my roots. Can you also understand that?
Grandpa, please let me live alone?"
When Yang Jun heard this, something crystal clear appeared in his eyes.
He was moved by his grandfather's words.
Especially when grandpa said that he would take the risk of not being able to return to his roots, he felt even more ashamed.
He only thought that he could fulfill his filial piety, but did not take into account the old man's mood, which was really unfilial.
"Grandpa, please stop talking. Why don't I agree?"
Yang Jun suddenly knelt on the ground and choked with sobs: "Grandpa, forgive my grandson for his unfilial piety."
Seeing this, Yang Wenhou quickly helped Yang Jun up and looked around.
"You kid, what are you doing?"
"You are a filial child, and grandpa doesn't mean to blame you."
"What I mean is, grandpa has given you face, shouldn't you also give grandpa some face?"
After speaking, Yang Wenhou looked at him kindly.
When Yang Jun saw this, his tears turned into laughter.
Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he smiled and said, "You must give me the face you deserve."
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Yang Jun had no choice but to agree to Yang Wenhou living in Yangmei's courtyard.
He can understand the old man's thoughts.
In my grandfather's words, when a person reaches his age, there are only memories left in his life.
Thinking about Grandpa Lenovo, Yang Jun can understand why he sees so many elderly people often in a daze.
It turns out that they are lonely inside, especially the elderly widowed people, and only memories can comfort their lonely lives.
Yang Jun helped his grandfather do ideological work for everyone.
Fortunately, grandpa lives not far from them and can be reached in a matter of seconds.
Even if something happens, you can know it as soon as possible.
That afternoon, grandpa Yang Wenhou moved into Yang Mei's home.
The old man didn't want to live in the backyard. He said he wanted to live in the front and watch the gate.
The crowd couldn't persuade him, so they had no choice but to obey him.
Everyone helped organize a wing room and prepare some daily necessities.
As for the issue of eating, there is no need to think about it at all.
He was not prepared to make the old man angry. Every time it was time to eat, the old man would come over. Even if he didn't come, he would bring it to him.
Everyone was busy, while the old man was squatting in the corner smoking a cigarette.
He kept his eyes busy, looking here and there, sometimes getting up to measure something with his steps.
Is there a sigh coming from your mouth?
When Yang Jun saw this, he immediately understood.
So, he turned back to Yang Anguo, Ma Juzi and the others and said,
"Get some guys and dig up the yard."
Yang Anguo and the others were suddenly stunned and looked at Yang Jun in confusion.
"What are you still doing? Dig up the yard and clear out a piece of land." Yang Jun roared.
"Oh, I understand."
When everyone heard it, they all understood.
Yang Jun wanted to clear out a piece of land for his grandfather and find something for him to do.
Yang Anguo and the others turned around and left the yard.
After a while, someone came with something.
Without saying anything, he started digging the yard.
When Yang Wenhou saw this, he looked at Yang Jun with a troubled expression.
"Jun'er, these bricks are quite expensive, why don't we forget about them?"
"That won't work. I'm still waiting to smoke the tobacco leaves you grew." Yang Jun said.
When Yang Wenhou heard this, a trace of guilt flashed across his face.
I didn't want to trouble anyone, but in the end I caused trouble to Yang Jun and the others.
But when he thought about it, he would feel bored if he did nothing all day long, slept well after eating, and ate well after sleeping.
After struggling for a while, I finally agreed.
"Then...be careful. Once the floor tiles are stacked, they can be re-paved later."
"Grandpa, you are just watching from the side. You just use your mouth to give instructions. We will do whatever you ask us to do."
Yang Jun moved a chair for his grandfather and asked him to rest next to it.
Ma Juzi and the others got right to work, first using iron rods to pry up the floor tiles in the yard, and then neatly stacked them in the corners.
After a while, a large area of land was cleared.
Ma Juzi came over and said to Yang Jun,
"Brother, we can't grow crops on this old soil. We need to get some new soil to put on it."
"Then what?" Yang Jun asked.
Ma Juzi was stunned for a moment.
"Then...I'm going to borrow a car and go to the suburbs to pick up some soil tomorrow."
Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "You already know what to do, and you still come to ask me?"
Ma Juzi laughed when he heard this.
"Brother, do you think you are wise if I don't ask for instructions on everything?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Go away, your brother and I are such an impetuous person in your eyes?"
"hey-hey!"
Ma Juzi laughed twice and left.
This guy is going to find a truck to haul some soil.
After Ma Juzi left, Yang Anguo came over.
Seeing Yang Jun and Yang Wenhou sitting there chatting and drinking tea leisurely, a trace of envy flashed in their eyes.
"Brother, I'm thirsty."
When Yang Anguo spoke, his eyes were fixed on the teapot next to Yang Jun.
Yang Jun heard this and looked at him speechlessly.
It’s fake that these idiots are thirsty, but it’s real that they want to increase their presence.
Seeing that Yang Jun was so favored, he also wanted Yang Wenhou to praise him.
Yang Jun was about to speak, but Yang Wenhou beat him to it.
"What are you thirsty for?"
Yang Wenhou glared: "I usually work in the fields to earn work points and I haven't seen you thirsty even if I don't drink water for a whole day. How can you become thirsty after such a long time?"
Yang Anguo was startled and subconsciously took a step back.
However, he was stubborn, still holding on to a sense of luck, and looked at Yang Wenhou with a look of resentment.
"Grandpa, I'm really thirsty."
When Yang Jun saw this, he almost laughed out loud.
He is such a big man, yet he is still acting cute.
However, he was moved by Yang Anguo's persistence.
If you are so persistent, you don't know if you can get the results you want.
Yang Wenhou has lived for more than half his life and is sober in the world. He still can't guess what Yang Anguo is thinking.
I have watched him grow up since he was a child. He looks like a calf. He has endless energy in his body and is not tired at all when he works.
I go to the fields to earn work points and never bring water with me, so I can persevere even in the dog days of summer.
Now he's thirsty even after he's done it twice. Do you really think he's been working hard for nothing for so many years?
However, he is also his grandson, so he cannot favor one thing over another and go too far.
The old man sighed, looked at the teapot in front of him, and silently poured a glass of water.
"Drink!"
When Yang Anguo saw this, he was immediately overjoyed.
He took it with both hands and drank it all in one gulp.
"Do you still want to drink?"
The old man asked while holding the teapot.
Yang Anguo waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, that's enough. I feel like my whole body is full of energy now."
After saying that, he made a few body movements, and then went to work with satisfaction.
Yang Wenhou saw this and shook his head.
"Ox chewing peonies."
He was disappointed with this grandson.
Yang Jun smiled and said: "Grandpa, I didn't realize that you still know the word "cow chewing peony".
Yang Wenhou rolled his eyes: "Together with your grandfather, in your eyes I am just a rough guy? Can you only farm?"
"That's not true, but I think you are the most educated among the farmers, and among the educated people, you are the best at farming." Yang Jun said with a smile.
"You brat, are you going to blame your grandpa again?"
Yang Wenhou was not angry, but smiled and explained,
"I have known this idiom all my life. I think I learned this word from your grandma back then, so I remember it deeply."
Yang Jun gave a thumbs up and said, "I didn't expect grandma to be a very talented woman."
"Of course, your grandma is a famous talented woman in eight villages across the country."
When he mentioned grandma, grandpa's face showed an indescribable sense of pride.
"Your maternal grandfather was a private school teacher. Your grandma grew up in a school and knows a lot of words."
"Grandpa, I have a question. Since my grandma is a talented woman, how could she like you, a rough guy like you?" Yang Jun said doubtfully.
Yang Wenhou rolled his eyes, seemingly dissatisfied with Yang Jun's words.
"You brat, do you know what childhood sweethearts are?"
Yang Jun shook his head and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you are awesome, tell me, how did you hook up with my grandma?"
"It's a long story..."
Yang Wenhou came to his senses and raised his hand to hit Yang Jun, but not with much force.
"You brat, what does hooking up mean? What we call mutual love."
"Yes, yes, please continue. How did you and grandma make eye contact?" Yang Jun said with a smile.
Yang Wenhou glared at him, then lay down on the chair.
Staring at the sky, my mind was drawn back to more than half a century ago.
"At that time, your maternal grandfather was a teacher in the next village. As for me, I was only ten years old at the time and was working for the landlord's family to herd cattle. Every time I passed by the school, I would secretly hide under the window and eavesdrop. I would go back and forth.
, I am already familiar with your grandma..."
After listening for a long time, Yang Jun finally understood the love story between grandpa and grandma.
It took a while before Yang Jun came back to his senses.
He said kindly to Yang Wen with a teasing look on his face,
"Oh...Grandpa, so you are the legendary cowherd boy who hid under the window and listened to the teacher's lectures?"
