But all the guests who were supposed to come came, and some who weren't supposed to come also came.
In addition to relatives, friends, comrades-in-arms, and colleagues, even those who were beyond our reach also came.
Yang Jun stood at the gate, his face so heavy that he almost shed tears.
He didn't let those people in for a wedding drink, didn't accept their gifts, and sent them back directly.
Now that the scene has become very big, Yang Jun must keep a low profile. This does not mean that Yang Anguo and his people will guard the gate, and non-important people will not be allowed in.
"Godfather, congratulations."
Just as Yang Jun wanted to enter the yard, the stone came.
"Hey, the stone is here. You came just as you said you would. Why do you bring so few things with you every time?"
Yang Jun turned around to say hello.
When Shitou heard this, a black line appeared on his head.
You really don’t want to be a father.
Every time they met, Yang Jun disliked him for not bringing enough things.
It's always the son who takes advantage of me, but it's just the opposite when it comes to him. He doesn't even take advantage of me at all, and he always pays for it.
This makes no sense.
"Daddy, you need to change this habit. Can you do it after you see the gifts?" Shitou said.
"Okay, let me see what gift your kid gave me."
Shi Shi was holding something in his hand, wrapped in a piece of silk.
"Godfather, I don't have much to offer, so I'll give my brother a pillow."
"Pillow?"
Yang Jun curled his lips, then took the pillow and weighed it.
Unexpectedly, it was quite heavy. I estimated it weighed twenty or thirty kilograms. It was like an iron lump.
Yang Jun was disgusted.
"Did you do it on purpose? What if my son gets a stiff neck?"
"Daddy, don't worry, touch it carefully." Shitou said.
Yang Jun was startled, then touched it carefully.
The outside of the pillow is wrapped in fine silk. The top layer is soft and soft, as if it is filled with cotton, but the surface is hard, either stone or metal.
Yang Jun thought it was nothing special, so he said,
"Okay, godfather accepts your offer, thank you."
When Shitou saw this, he knew that Yang Jun didn't like this thing, so he became anxious.
He lay down and whispered a few words in Yang Jun's ear.
When Yang Jun heard this, his expression changed.
Pointing at him with his finger, he said, "You're really spending a lot of money."
Shitou scratched his head and said sheepishly: "It doesn't matter, I will not give up any expensive gift to my brother."
"Okay, my godfather accepted this gift. I'll let you know if anything happens next."
"Hey, thank you godfather."
"Okay, stop being stuck and go in."
Yang Jun casually handed the pillow Shitou gave him to Yang Anguo.
"Send me to the study."
"Okay, brother."
As soon as Yang Anguo touched the pillow, he was immediately bent over and almost missed the chance to catch it.
"Be careful." Yang Jun shouted.
Yang Anguo smiled sarcastically.
"Brother, what is this thing, so heavy?"
"Why are you asking so many questions? Send it back like crazy."
Yang Jun kicked him.
"Hey, brother, today is your happy day, so you can't hit anyone casually." Yang Anguo said.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "Yes, I don't hit people, am I hitting people?"
Yang Anguo said with a bitter face: "We are brothers."
"roll……"
When Yang Anguo saw this, he shrank his neck in fright, turned around and ran away.
After Yang Anguo left, Yang Jun continued to stand there to greet the guests.
After a while, I saw several familiar figures.
The neighbors from the courtyard also came.
The second uncle Liu Haizhong, the third uncle Yan Bugui and several representatives from the courtyard all came.
"Second uncle, third uncle, Master Liu, Master Wang, why are you here too?"
Yang Jun hurriedly greeted them and greeted them one by one.
The second uncle and the third uncle hurriedly took two steps and stretched out their hands to shake Yang Jun's hand.
"Junzi, if you didn't inform us of such a big thing, do you dislike us poor neighbors?" said the third uncle, Yan Bugui.
"That's right, Junzi, what you did this time was not authentic. If we hadn't heard BangGeng talk about it, we wouldn't have known you had a son." Second uncle Liu Haizhong said.
"..."
Everyone was complaining.
Complaining that Yang Jun was unreasonable, he did not notify them of such a happy event as the birth of a child.
Yang Jun clasped his fists and laughed and said: "Uncles and uncles, I'm sorry. I originally planned to set up two tables for myself, but I didn't want to disturb so many people. After all, everyone's life is not easy, and we can't always trouble others.
no?"
"Hey, brother Junzi, what you said is wrong."
"It's okay if outsiders don't notify you. Why don't you even notify your godson?"
Suddenly, a woman's voice sounded.
Yang Jun looked back and suddenly saw a black line.
"Sister Qin, please don't talk nonsense. I don't recognize Bangge as my godson. Don't blindly recognize relatives."
Qin Huairu used her little finger to tuck the messy hair in front of her forehead, twisted the waist of the bucket and said: "I said, "brothers of the army, how can you eat clean and wipe your mouth and refuse to admit it? Banggeng is the godfather who calls you every day, how can you
Are you like this?"
"Sister Qin, don't talk nonsense. That's what Banggeng calls, but I never responded."
"Junzi, if my sister-in-law is not talking about you, just accept it. Your godson has fucked so many girls, and he is not the only one missing." Qin Huairu said.
At this time, Liu Haizhong, the second uncle next to him, interjected,
"Junzi, you should take care of Huairu. It's not easy for them to be orphans and widowers."
Yang Jun frowned and said, "Second uncle, let's not talk about this matter today. Let's go in and have a drink."
When the second uncle and others saw this, they had no choice but to give up.
Entering the courtyard, there is a table on the side near the door for keeping accounts.
Yang Anbang and Ma Juzi acted as temporary bookkeepers.
The second uncle, the third uncle, and the neighbors in the courtyard went straight to the account table after entering.
The second uncle was the first to present the gift and paid twenty yuan.
I have to say, this is a great gift.
Twenty yuan is almost a month's salary for an apprentice. Even for an ordinary person, even five yuan for a close relative is a lot.
I have to say that the second uncle and the others came with sincerity.
After the second uncle Liu Haizhong finished the ceremony, it was the turn of the third uncle Yan Bugui.
The third uncle stood at the account table paying money, paused slightly, and then tremblingly took out two big black tens from his pocket.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At this time, Yan Bugui kept complaining in his heart.
Before coming here, didn't we agree on a gift of ten yuan? Why did we change our minds in the blink of an eye?
Fortunately, he brought ten more dollars, otherwise he would have made a fool of himself today.
This old Liu is so unreasonable.
"Lao Liu offered twenty, and I also offered twenty."
The third uncle handed the money to Ma Juzi.
Liu Anbang, who was in charge of accounting, looked at the little old man in front of him who was nearly sixty years old.
"Uncle, what is your surname?"
Yang Jun looked at it from the side and said quickly: "Yanbu, Mr. Yan."
When Yang Anbang heard this, he quickly wrote down his name.
"Okay, Teacher Yan."
At this time, Ma Juzi quickly presented a pack of Huazi and a pack of wedding candies.
"Teacher Yan, please put it away."
"Okay, okay."
Yan Bugui said three good words in a row, then looked at the pack of Huazi cigarettes carefully, and then put them into his arms with satisfaction.
He kept calculating in his mind: "A pack of Huazi costs seven yuan, plus a pack of chocolate candies costing three yuan, which adds up to ten yuan. In total, he only spent ten yuan, which is the same as the original estimated expenditure.
almost."
If he took the cigarettes and candies back to the store to exchange for money, he wouldn't suffer any loss.
After all, when Yan Jiecheng gave birth to a child, Yang Jun's family also gave him a gift of ten yuan.
After the third uncle gave the gift, the others continued to give the gift.
At this time, the second uncle secretly tugged on Yang Jun's sleeve and quietly called him aside.
"Junzi, do you think the second uncle is going to discuss something with you?"
"Second uncle, tell me." Yang Jun said.
The second uncle Liu Haizhong pondered for a moment, and then said with a blushing face: "You can accept that kid from Bangge. Look, my family is prosperous and prosperous..."
When Yang Jun heard this, his head turned black.
"Second uncle, what are you thinking about? Guangtian Guangfu calls me brother, how do you want me to accept it?"
"ah?"
Liu Haizhong was stunned for a moment, then slapped himself on the head.
"Junzi, you... look at my brain, I have forgotten this. This... I just pretend that the second uncle has never mentioned it."
After saying that, he turned around and left with a blushing face.
Not to mention how embarrassing it is to have bangs in my hair right now.
Just now, he also had a sudden thought. If the Thief Saint can recognize Yang Jun as his godfather, why can't his Liu Haizhong's son.
He only planned how to make his son recognize Yang Jun as his godfather, but did not consider that his son and Yang Jun were of the same generation.
If his son recognized Yang Jun as his godfather, what would Yang Jun call him?
Call me second brother?
The second uncle becomes the second brother, which is nice to say but not nice to hear.
If word of this gets out, will he still have that old face in his bangs?
Seeing Liu Haizhong's embarrassed back, Yang Jun shook his head speechlessly.
Yang Jun smiled and returned to the tent table.
At this time, it was Qin Huairu's turn to give the gift.
With a bold look on her face, she took out a bulging handkerchief from her pocket and took out a wad of bills.
He counted two black tens and came out and said to Yang Anbang,
"My name is Qin Huairu, give me twenty."
Yang Anbang didn't say anything and just wrote down her name.
Ma Juzi next to him quickly handed over the happy cigarettes and candy.
Qin Huairu put the cigarettes and candy aside, then took out fifty yuan and slapped it on the table.
"Jia Gen fifty."
This scene made the second uncle and the third uncle's faces twitch.
Didn't Qin Huairu slap them in the face?
The younger ones actually paid more than the elders.
The third uncle, Yan Bugui, raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose with his hand.
"Huairu, your life is over?"
Qin Huairu looked unconcerned and said: "Third uncle, you see, our family of three is now getting wages, so we can still get this little money."
"Don't feel like I've let you down. We each have our own business. This is Banggeng's feelings towards his godbrother."
When Yang Jun heard this, he was very speechless.
This Qin Huairu really knows how to get things done.
Never miss any opportunity to curry favor with Yang Jun.
However, today was a good day for his son to serve the full moon wine, and he couldn't keep Qin Huairu from coming to the stage in front of everyone.
So, he simply stood there and said nothing.
Qin Huairu glanced at Yang Jun and saw that he had no objection, so she became bolder.
He pointed to Jia Gan's name on the gift book and said to Yang Anguo.
"Brother, please add two words above."
Yang Anbang said in astonishment: "Which word is Tian?"
Qin Huairu smiled and said: "Godson."
Yang Anbang pouted and said, "Sister, these are three words."
"Yes, yes, you are so confused. If you remove the word 'gan', wouldn't it just mean two words?"
Yang Anguo rolled his eyes.
You are so thick-skinned and you have to push yourself even further.
However, he still wrote the words "godson" on Banggeng's name.
Want to eat shit?
Qin Huairu was not angry when he saw this.
After all, she has achieved her goal by being able to establish a relationship with Yang Jun.
As for when the word "gan" can be removed, that depends on her as a mother.
After Qin Huairu finished the ceremony, she did not leave. Instead, she counted out another twenty yuan and slapped it on the table.
"Silly pillar twenty."
When Yang Anbang heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but he still wrote He Yuzhu's name on it.
Everyone in the steel rolling mill knows the name of Silly Zhu.
Some time ago, there was a lot of fuss about Sha Zhu being sent from the kitchen to the workshop again, so Yang Anbang knew Sha Zhu's name.
Qin Huairu glanced at Yang Jun and explained: "Junzi, Silly Zhu couldn't ask for leave, so he asked me to bring him."
Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Hey, I understand. It's not that he can't ask for leave, but he has no face to see me."
Qin Huairu's face froze and she laughed dryly: "Who says it's not the case? Silly Zhu is a man of great dignity, but he has no shame to come see you."
Yang Jun said: "Sister Qin, please tell him that it's not a big deal. What he was like before is what he will be like in the future. Let him receive labor training in the workshop with peace of mind."
"Yes, yes, I will definitely tell him later." Qin Huairu said with a smile.
Yang Jun saw that it was almost done, so he said: "Okay, don't stand around anymore, go over there and drink tea."
Later, Yang Jun personally led them to the banquet.
After chatting with them for a while, Yang Jun continued to greet the guests at the door.
As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Yang Anguo chasing away a pair of beggars.
"I want to go somewhere else, don't you see it's busy here?"
Yang Anguo waved his hand impatiently.
Yang Jun saw this and kicked his butt from behind.
Yang Anguo gnawed shit and fell to the ground.
He got up, patted the dust on his body, and looked at him with a resentful look on his face.
"Anguo, what are you doing on this big day?"
Yang Jun glared at him fiercely: "You are also from a poor family, and you treat them like this?"
"Brother, it's not my fault. I gave them money, but they didn't want it." Yang Anguo said with a bitter face.
Yang Jun was startled when he heard this.
Then he looked back at the two beggars.
To say he is a beggar is actually to describe him as a refugee.
This is a mother and daughter. The mother is about thirty years old and the daughter is about seven or eight years old.
The two women were dressed in rags, with patches on their clothes in piles, and their flesh was even exposed in many places. The clothes were worn to a shine, and there was a faint smell.
It was such a hot day and it was inconvenient to take a bath. I don’t know how they endured it.
Yang Jun took two steps forward, frowned and said,
"Sister, why don't you want money?"
When the elder sister saw someone talking to him, she quickly came closer, looked at Yang Jun carefully, and then said timidly.
"Comrade, we, mother and daughter, are not the kind of people who do not know what is good or evil. Logically speaking, we should take the money we are given, but as you know, we can't buy food even if we have money but no food stamps."
"So, we don't need money, we just need to give it to those who stutter."
After saying that, she took her daughter and knelt down directly, and said in her mouth: "I wish you great wealth, a long life, many children and many blessings..."
"Sister, what are you doing? Get up and talk."
Seeing this, Yang Jun had to endure the strong smell and went over to help them up.
"Comrade, please do me a favor and give me something to eat. We haven't eaten for two days."
After the woman finished speaking, she hugged her daughter tightly in her arms and looked at Yang Jun expectantly.
When Yang Jun heard this, he felt sad.
Looking at them, their faces were sallow and thin, and they looked weak, as if a gust of wind could blow them away. Then she looked at the daughter in her arms, her eyes were dull with hunger, and her cheeks were sunken.
Seeing their mother and daughter starving like this, Yang Jun felt uncomfortable, especially the girl's helpless eyes, which made him feel sad.
"Anguo, get them some food."
"Oh, I see."
Yang Anguo looked at him with a resentful look.
He felt that Yang Jun had wronged him and owed him an apology.
When Yang Jun saw him dawdling, he suddenly became angry.
"Why are you dawdling around? Are you looking for a slap?"
Yang Anguo was so frightened that he shrank and ran away.
After a while, he came out with two steaming bowls of white noodles.
It was a big bowl full, with two eggs lying on it.
When the mother and daughter saw this, they knelt down and kowtowed excitedly.
"Thank you, comrade, thank you!"
Then, he quickly took the noodles.
The couple carried the noodles far away, fearing that their appearance would overwhelm others.
They stopped not far from the entrance of the hospital, put the noodles on the ground, squatted on the ground and started eating.
Because the noodles had just come out of the pot, they were jumping on the spot because they were so hot.
When Yang Jun saw this, he couldn't help but sigh.
He turned back to Yang Anguo and said, "After they finish eating, arrange to stay."
"ah?"
Yang Anguo said in confusion: "Brother, they are just passing by to beg for food. People like this are everywhere on the streets. You save one by one. No matter how big your family fortune is, you can't afford to build it like this?"
Yang Jun glared and said, "Just do whatever I ask you to do. If you say another nonsense, believe it or not, I will slap you?"
Yang Anguo quickly begged for mercy: "Yes, you are my brother, whatever you say will be yours."
Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "With some snacks, if you can't keep me, you won't come to see me anymore."
"Yes..." Yang Anguo said dissatisfied.
Later, Yang Jun saw that it was almost time and everyone who was supposed to come had arrived, so he went back to the yard to greet the guests.
The banquet was placed in the front yard. Fortunately, the yard was big enough to hold ten banquet tables.
Yang Jun went to the kitchen.
Seeing that the food was already prepared, he asked people to serve it.
Today, the second mother and her family came to help.
Ma Xiangxiu, Zhou Miaomiao, Qin Xiuzhi, Zhao Hongmei, Yang Mei, Yang Liu and Yang Yu all came to the battle, and soon the banquet was served.
Yang Jun saw that the arrangements were almost made, so he went to Guo Cao Cao's table.
Except for a man named Guo Caocao, all the others at this table are women.
Sending bamboo rice and drinking full moon wine is a woman's business. Guo Caocao didn't want to come at first, but in order to see his grandson, he shamelessly came.
Fortunately, this table was full of people from the military compound, so he wouldn't be too embarrassed.
Seeing Yang Jun coming, Guo Caocao quickly made room for Yang Jun to sit next to him.
"You brat, didn't you know you came here earlier? Can you bear to let me sit here in embarrassment alone?"
Yang Jun chuckled and said, "It's still dawn, so you can call him over."
"Don't mention that thing, that evil beast doesn't make people worry at all." Guo Caocao said angrily.
Yang Jun looked back at Guo Tianming and found that this guy was chatting among women.
"Yes, that bastard is hopeless. But fortunately, Ding Qiunan is pregnant, so you and Aunt Guo don't have to think about practicing the trumpet again."
"You brat, are you looking for a slap?"
Guo Caochao was furious and raised his hand as if he was going to slap him.
"Uncle Guo, today is my happy day, so please don't use force." Yang Jun said with a playful smile.
"For the sake of my eldest grandson, I will spare you this time."
"Hey, Uncle Guo, you are wise, come and let us have a drink."
Guo Caocao picked up the cup and clinked it with him, then drank it all in one gulp.
Yang Jun ate at this table for a while, then held a wine glass and toasted from table to table.
Today, he is very happy.
He, Yang Jun, had been a man for two generations and finally had a son.
This was a day worth celebrating, so he didn't use the space and just drank.
After a few laps, he became a little drunk.
Fortunately, by this time, everyone had almost eaten and drank, so he steeled himself and sent them away one by one.
After all the guests had left, he couldn't bear it any longer and went back to the backyard room to rest.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After an unknown amount of time, he heard the door ringing and felt someone coming in.
He squinted his eyes and looked over, only to see a slender figure walking towards him.
After the person walked in, he could faintly smell the fragrance of milk coming from the other person's body.
Yang Jun squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Baby, are you getting out of bed before we even get out of the moon?"
Yi Qiushui muttered, "If I don't get out of bed and take a walk, I will almost die of suffocation."
"Don't you like to stay at home, but you can't stand it after just a few days?"
"You can't open the windows or blow the fan, and you have a square towel on your head and tightly wrapped clothes. You can't take a shower, and your whole body stinks," Yi Qiushui complained.
Yang Jun leaned his head over and sniffed, then shook his head and said, "It doesn't stink? It smells pretty good."
Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes and said, "Who are you kidding? If you don't take a shower for more than ten days, why wouldn't you be surprised if you don't stink?"
"Don't you wipe yourself with hot water every day? It's really tasteless." Yang Jun said.
"real?"
"real."
"How about you smell it again?"
"I don't want to smell it, I want to eat it."
"Liar." Yi Qiushui said to him, "You said it didn't stink."
"It really doesn't stink. I won't lie to you. I lied to you that I am your husband." Yang Jun swore.
When Yi Qiushui heard this, her almond-shaped eyes widened, her cheeks bulging, and she looked at him with a resentful expression.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."
Yi Qiushui turned around, moved a pillow over, and placed it on Yang Jun's chest.
"Tell me, what is this?"
Yang Jun felt his body sink, and he could hardly breathe.
When he looked up, he saw that it was the pillow that Shitou had given him.
"Pillow."
"Big liar," Yi Qiushui said: "You think I'm stupid, how can Full Moon Wine send you such a hard pillow? What's in it? Please tell me the truth."
Yang Jun lay on the bed and said lazily: "Aren't you stupid? If you want to know what's inside, just open it and look."
"You are stupid."
Yi Qiushui's little pink fist danced wildly. When she was tired from beating her, she gasped: "Then I'll take it apart?"
"Tear it down."
Yi Qiushui looked up and found a pair of scissors on the table.
She saw the scissors flying, cotton wool flying, and after a while, the entire pillow was torn apart by her, and the contents inside were finally revealed.
Yi Qiushui opened her mouth wide and stared blankly at the things inside.
After a long while, he murmured: "Honey, is this the legendary gold brick?"
Yang Jun rolled his eyes, stroked her dog's head with his hand, and looked at her as if he was mentally retarded.
"I was so pregnant for three years that I couldn't tell the difference between gold bricks and gold stones."
"You are stupid."
Yi Qiushui rubbed his dog's head and returned in revenge.
"Husband, the gift from Shitou is too heavy. Should we return it?"
The pillow made of this piece of gold weighs at least twenty kilograms, which is worth hundreds of thousands of yuan at least.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said: "What the hell are you doing? This thing is just a drop in the bucket to him."
Over the years, Shi Shi had made a lot of money by reselling free materials. This golden pillow was made of thirty large yellow croakers, which was just a drop of money to him.
Therefore, Yang Jun has no intention of returning it.
Sometimes, if you don't accept it, people won't be relieved.
