On this day, Yang Jun took leave at home and did not go to work.
Next door there were lanterns and colorful decorations, and the sound of gongs and drums could be heard.
There was a buzz of people and a festive atmosphere everywhere.
Sun Zhaocai got married, and married the little cabbage he was going to give to Yang Jun.
Everyone in the world says that a flower is stuck in cow dung, but Sun Zhaocai doesn't care at all. This guy is wearing a fat Chinese tunic suit with a small red flower on his chest. He smiles at everyone, scatters cigarettes and candy with his mouth.
My mouth felt like honey, almost reaching behind my ears.
"Brothers, my brother is happy today. He won't come home until he's drunk."
"Eat well and drink well. Please come inside."
This guy's tail was raised to the sky, causing Sun Dashan and his wife sitting next to him to roll their eyes.
"Our old Sun family is going to be strong."
Sun Dashan squatted aside, smashing a dry tobacco pot in his mouth, and puffed on it one after another.
Both the eldest and the second are prosperous. They are all fed by the government, and they are serving the iron rice bowl of the government. They work beside the big leader. Even his status in the village, as an old man from the countryside with muddy legs, has also increased.
Now that the second boy is married to a beautiful wife, his life is becoming more and more comfortable.
Not to mention how beautiful it is.
"Hey, that's not all thanks to Brother Yang." Sun Dashan's wife said.
"You don't know whose brother Yang is?" Sun Dashan said.
Sun Dashan's wife rolled her eyes when she heard this.
"I don't know who wanted to hit someone when they first met?"
"Hey, you bitch, why don't you pick up whichever pot you want?"
Sun Dashan stared and said, "What is this called? This is called no acquaintance without fighting."
"Yes, yes, you are the head of the family, whatever you say makes sense."
It was rare for her to be happy today, and it was hard for her to offend the head of the house.
"of course."
Sun Dashan said with an awesome voice.
However, after bragging, his expression fell into despair again.
Thinking about it, Sun Dashan is also a dignified 7-foot-tall man, and his children's development is not due to him as the father. Thinking about it, I feel that I have failed as a father.
"The eldest girl and the second boy have become successful, so it's a worry for me. I hope that after the two siblings get along well, they won't forget to find me a father."
"Hey, don't expect them to be filial to you. They will be satisfied if they don't remember that you often beat and scold them." Sun Dashan's wife sighed.
When Sun Dashan heard this, he immediately became unhappy. He blew his beard and glared, "Isn't that for their own good?"
"Come on, look at Uncle Yang. He never beats or scolds his child. That child is closer to him than to you and me who are biological parents. You should reflect on it."
"You bitch, you are getting more and more courageous. Now you even dare to use words to attack me?"
If it weren't for the presence of the guests in the courtyard, Sun Dashan would definitely show off his domineering style of being a family member.
"How dare you take it out on me? I'm afraid you don't dare to touch those two children now." Sun Dashan's wife sighed.
"Who says I don't dare?"
However, after saying this, Sun Dashan suddenly felt like a deflated ball.
Not to mention, he really didn't dare to lay a finger on those two children now.
After not seeing each other for several years, the two children had undergone tremendous changes as if they were completely reborn. Not to mention anything else, just with their size and tendons, if he really tried to deal with them, he really had no confidence that he would be able to deal with them.
Fortunately for Sun Zhaodi, she is a girl after all, and she is very obedient no matter how strong her wings are. However, the same cannot be said for Sun Zhaocai. Boys are basically born with a wolf nature in their bones, and their fearless temperament makes people fearful.
If pushed too hard, that bastard might really dare to fight with me, without saving any face.
However, seeing his two sons and daughters taking root in Sijiu City, Sun Dashan was indescribably happy.
The eldest daughter, Sun Zhaodi, recognizes Yang Jun and his wife. With them taking care of her, she will have no worries about her future. As for the second son, Sun Zhaocai, this boy works as a bodyguard for Yang Jun. According to Yang Jun's loyal character, it is impossible to treat him badly.
Now that Yang Jun has found such a good daughter-in-law for them, they have nothing to be dissatisfied about.
"Master, the third child is almost sixteen, do you think..." Sun Dashan's wife hesitated for a long time and finally spoke.
Sun Dashan glared at him with a serious expression on his face.
"What are you thinking about?"
"As a person, you must know how to be grateful and contented. Brother Yang has helped our family enough. Don't bother him anymore."
If Yang Jun really owed his family money, food, and a courtyard house, could it be possible that the family really took a liking to their children?
For such a big leader, what kind of security guard can't be found, so he has to go to such great lengths to curry favor with himself?
How can I not understand the virtues of my own children?
People don't pay such a high price to find a pair of fools.
As a person, you must know how to be content. You must not be like Shu and Wanglong. Seeing that this mountain is higher than that mountain, why should you let others raise your children for you?
He, Sun Dashan, is also a man of dignity and integrity, and he is also afraid of being poked in the back.
"I'm just talking, there's no one else here, why are you so angry?" Sun Dashan's wife muttered.
"It's not okay to talk about it, even if you have such thoughts in your heart."
Sun Dashan patted his butt and stood up and said, "Don't use other people's kindness as a bargaining chip. Do your own thing."
After saying that, he went to the front to help with his hands behind his back.
In fact, there were not many guests.
After all, it had not been long since Sun Zhaocai came to work, and none of his relatives from his hometown came (planning to go back to reapply). The only ones who came were colleagues who had good fun on weekdays and Yang Jun's relatives.
Let's go, let's go, we can get five tables of guests.
There was no special cook. Zhao Juhua and Miao Juan were responsible for the entire banquet, and then Yang Anguo, Ma Juzi and others helped.
Yang Chengdao was taken for a walk by Wang Yuying early in the morning, and Yang Jun happened to be able to sleep in. When he woke up, he took care of Yi Qiushui.
Since giving birth to a child, Yi Qiushui has become younger and more energetic. Her whole person exudes a mature charm, and her every frown and smile can make Yang Jun fascinated.
"Husband, get up quickly. Today is a day of great fortune. You must not go there early."
While Yi Qiushui was dressing up in front of the mirror, she looked through the mirror at Yang Jun on the bed behind her.
Yang Jun held the cotton blanket between his legs, half-closed his eyes, and lay lazily on the bed.
"Now I understand why beautiful women are more useless to men. Hey, it would be great if this happened every day and all the time."
Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes and said coquettishly: "You want to die, my body can't stand the torment every day."
"Only when you are in good health can you have the capital to make a revolution."
Yang Jun stretched and slowly got up from the bed.
"How about, starting from tomorrow, you can also run with Zhaodi. It just so happens that you two have a companion?"
"I'm not going."
Yi Qiushui murmured, "If I have that kind of time, I might as well spend more time with Xiaobao."
"Ha, I think you are just lazy."
Yang Jun still doesn't understand her?
She would say that she is the second laziest in the family, and no one dares to call her the first.
Fortunately, she was married to Yang Jun. If she had been married to an ordinary family, would she still be able to live a good life like this, with food and clothing and people to take care of her?
If an ordinary family had such a daughter-in-law, she would probably have a little stir-fry every day and quarrel every three days, and you would be lucky if your mother-in-law didn't nag you to death.
Fortunately, he met Yang Jun and his family was not short of money. Otherwise, Wang Yuying's calculating temperament would have persuaded them to divorce.
I don't want a lazy woman in my family.
However, Yang Jun knows better than anyone whether this kind of woman is good or not.
He likes fairies with fireworks, and also likes sentimental and high-quality life.
The purpose of people living in this world is to enjoy life, not to be tortured by life and be like a cow or a horse.
Yi Qiushui is his ideal partner.
He liked her intellectual beauty and her coquettish tone. Whenever he was tired or tired, as long as she was with him, all the fatigue would be gone.
She is like an energy number. Anyone can get energy from her and be resurrected with full health.
After the two of them washed up, they went out and went next door.
Now, the entire alley houses belong to their family.
Every house is open and the children can go to one house and play in another without having to worry about being scolded if they go to the wrong house.
Sometimes, Yang Jun even wants to set up a gate at the entrance of the alley to connect various households.
But he can't do that.
After all, he is a cadre, so he still has to pay attention to the influence.
"Brother, you are younger than the groom."
As soon as Yang Jun entered the door, he made fun of Sun Dashan.
Sun Dashan's face was red and he looked embarrassed.
"I just told you that you shouldn't come wearing this new clothes. You insist on wearing them."
Sun Dashan complained about his wife.
With Yang Jun today, his wife is a little bolder.
"When your child gets married, what are you going to wear if you don't want to wear new clothes? Wear the ones you wear when you are farming at home?"
"Even if you don't consider the child's face, you can't embarrass Brother Yang, right?"
When Sun Dashan heard this, he laughed awkwardly.
Yang Jun laughed heartily when he saw this.
He put his arm around Sun Dashan's shoulders and said, "Brother, how is your wife here?"
"It goes without saying, he's so handsome that he's almost catching up with his younger siblings."
After saying that, he smiled at Yi Qiushui and nodded as a greeting.
Hearing this, Yi Qiushui said shyly: "I thought Brother Sun was an honest and flattering person, but he didn't move his mouth as if he had wiped it with honey."
"Hey, I'm just telling the truth. My sister-in-law is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. There is no one else. She can't even compare to those female stars in the illustrated magazines."
Sun Dashan said seriously.
"How can you say it so well?" Yi Qiushui said shyly.
Even though Yi Qiushui was well-informed, she felt a little embarrassed when someone praised her face to face.
"My younger siblings are handsome. The head of the family is right. You are even more handsome than the female stars in the pictures." Sun Dashan's wife agreed.
"Sister-in-law, you are not bad at all. You have found such a beautiful daughter-in-law."
At this moment, Yi Qiushui and the two of them started a business model of mutual promotion.
At this time, Yang Jun pulled Sun Dashan to the backyard living room.
"Brother, the wedding is tight and I didn't have time to arrange it properly. I apologize." Yang Jun said.
When Sun Dashan heard this, he stood up quickly and said: "Brother, please don't say that. It's all because of you that my asshole can marry such a good wife. You have said so, and I am even more embarrassed to find a biological father.
"
"Hey, brother, to be honest, I like this kid Zhaocai very much. Everything I have done for him is my willingness, and it is not worth mentioning."
"Brother, I'm so ashamed. You've done so much for my two children, and I, as a father, have no shame to see you."
Sun Dashan's eyes turned red, and a layer of crystal tears welled up in his eyes.
"Hey, brother, if you say these things, you are out of touch. We are all a family, so let's not talk about these things."
Yang Jun quickly patted his shoulder and comforted him.
Afterwards, the two sat down again and discussed their children's future plans.
"Brother, don't worry. After a while, I will give Zhaocai a new yard. For the time being, I will let them live here. It is close to my yard and it is convenient for Zhaocai to protect my safety."
"This yard belongs to my sister, so I can let the Zhaocai couple live here with peace of mind. They live in the backyard, and my grandfather and a mother and daughter live in the front yard. They are all their own people, so they can live here with peace of mind."
Sun Dashan: "Hey, brother, I'm doing something. Don't worry, brother. It'll be nice for that idiot of mine to have a place to live. There's no way he can be picky."
"If this bastard doesn't do his job with all his heart, tell me and see if I don't beat him to death."
Yang Jun smiled and said: "Okay, if you say this, I won't be polite."
Afterwards, the two chatted for a while, until someone came to call them from the front yard.
The bride was an orphan and had no natal family, so Yang Jun arranged for her to stay in a grain store not far away, so that she could have a place to go out and get into the sedan chair.
Sun Zhaocai took Ma Juzi and the others to drive to move in.
These people in the front yard are all women, they are busy preparing for the bride's entrance.
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Yang Jun was the only idler in the whole yard. In order not to be an eyesore, he took a look and sneaked into his grandfather Yang Wenhou's room.
Yang Wenhou's room is very messy.
It's not that no one cleans his room for him, but that he has become accustomed to this messy lifestyle and feels that if it is arranged too neatly, it will lose the atmosphere of the world.
The old man didn't go out to join in the fun. He squatted under a chair and smoked a pipe.
The incident involving his second daughter-in-law, Qin Xiuzhi, was a big blow to him. He is an honest and responsible person, and he has always been kind and kind. He dared not even say a loud word. He thought that his life was perfect enough, but he didn't expect that he would be perfect.
When he was old, he encountered such a heartbreaking thing. His daughter-in-law Qin Xiuzhi was so cruel that she had two miscarriages for the sake of the so-called family property. This dealt a heavy blow to his wish to expand the old Yang family.
If it weren't for Qin Xiuzhi's good performance, he would definitely let Yang Dong divorce her.
Now Qin Xiuzhi has returned to his hometown, but the pressure on his heart has not dissipated. When he thinks of this, he feels unable to lift his head.
"Grandpa, give me two puffs of the cigarette pot."
Yang Jun squatted beside him and began to snatch the dry tobacco pot from his hand.
Not to mention, although dry cigarettes are harsh on the throat, the tobacco smell is quite fragrant, especially the long one hanging in the mouth, not to mention the wind.
Yang Wenhou glared at him, then stood up and walked to the desk, opened the drawer, took out a brand new cigarette pot and handed it to him.
"I knew that sooner or later, your boy would follow my old path, so I specially prepared a new one for you."
When Yang Jun saw this, his eyes suddenly gleamed.
He took the brand new cigarette pot and looked up and down.
This is just an ordinary cigarette pot. Not only does it not look good, it is actually ugly.
The wrinkles on the hemp pole almost covered Grandpa's old face.
The tobacco stem is made of bamboo, with the same thickness from top to bottom. There is a brass smoking pot at the front. The pot is not big and can only hold a little bit of shredded tobacco. It must have been specially designed by his grandfather for him. After all, a leader as big as him can't
Maybe for people who smoke pots, the reason why they are shaped like this is because they are afraid that they will waste tobacco.
"Hey, grandpa, you are always thoughtful."
Yang Jun picked up the tobacco pot and without saying a word, put a pot of cut tobacco in his dark tobacco bag and pressed it with his thumb.
Pick up a match and light the fire directly.
"Cough...cough..."
Sure enough, it still tastes the same.
Still rushing to death.
My throat is sore and spicy.
Yang Jun wondered if his lungs were too delicate. After all, he had been a smoker for more than ten years. How could he have such little endurance?
"Don't throw it away."
Yang Wenhou rolled his eyes: "I pooped, and I have to eat it with tears in my eyes."
Yang Jun smiled bitterly and said: "Grandpa, I would rather eat shit than smoke this thing."
"If you really don't want to smoke, just stick out the tobacco stem, so as not to harm my tobacco in the future."
"Don't worry, this is the smoke pot you worked so hard to get for me. I want to pass it on as a family heirloom in the future."
"You brat, just be poor."
"hey-hey!"
To be honest, he really couldn't get used to smoking this kind of dry tobacco.
So Yang Jun knocked off the tobacco he had just taken two puffs, and then took out the tobacco he had smoked.
Peel off the outer skin, put the cut tobacco in the smoke pot, and press it with your thumb.
Light the fire and take a puff.
Well, it still tastes the same as before, just a little stronger than cigarette smoke. It may be because of the filter.
However, my voice is not as loud as before.
Yang Wenhou rolled his eyes when he saw this wave of tricks.
"Take off your pants and fart, you'll get yourself into trouble."
"Hehe, although the effect is the same, grandpa, don't you think the action of taking off your pants is very exciting?" Yang Jun said with a smile.
"You brat, I don't have a serious word to say every day."
The old man seems to have become accustomed to Yang Jun's way of speaking.
Sometimes, if I don't chat with Yang Jun for a few words, I always feel empty inside.
Not to mention, he felt that this way of getting along with grandparents and grandchildren was a kind of enjoyment. This kind of feeling could not be found in Yang Anguo and the others.
"Grandpa, how do you feel when someone else marries a wife?"
Yang Jun looked at Erlang sitting on the chair with his legs up, and looked at Yang Wenhou through the smoke floating in the air.
When Yang Wenhou heard this, his face suddenly twitched.
Subconsciously I felt that this kid didn't hold his fart in well.
"You brat, I'm over 80 years old. If you continue to joke around, I'll see if I can whip you to death."
"Cough...cough..."
Yang Jun held the dry tobacco pot in his hand and looked at him with a smile.
"Grandpa, you are not right. We are just chatting. Why are you relying on your old age to become old?"
"I don't know you yet?" Yang Wenhou rolled his eyes and said, "As soon as you stick your butt out, I'll know what you're going to do."
"Oh, grandpa, you are so observant that you even know what shit I poop."
Yang Jun put down Erlang's legs and asked: "Then what do you think I am going to do this time?"
Yang Wenhou snorted coldly and said angrily: "Do you want to find me an old lady with small feet?"
"Haha, grandpa, you always guess right." Yang Jun touched him lightly with his hand. "How do you like it? Do you want to try it?"
"try what?"
"Looking for an old lady with little feet?"
When the old man heard this, his face twitched.
Staring at him intently, he suddenly pointed out with his hand.
"Look, what is that?"
"what?"
Yang Jun looked back subconsciously.
As soon as I turned around, I felt a gust of wind coming from the back of my head.
"Snapped!"
Grandpa gave him a big dick directly.
Yang Jun felt something was not good, so he quickly subconsciously took a step forward and relieved most of his strength.
He rubbed the back of his head and looked back at him with a resentful expression.
"If you don't want it, then don't. Why are you beating someone? I'm your most beloved grandson?"
The old man glared: "If you don't get out, do you believe that I will really kill my relatives out of justice?"
Yang Jun was so frightened that he shrank his neck. Looking at the old man's cannibalistic expression, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to fart and ran away.
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"Mom, you rest for a while, and I'll hold the baby for a while."
Wang Yuying hesitated for a moment, but still gave him the child.
"Don't smoke in front of your children."
"Mom, I know what's going on."
Yang Jun agreed very neatly.
Even if Wang Yuying doesn't confess, he never smokes in front of his children.
He pulled up a chair at the entrance to the living room in the front yard and sat down, letting the child ride on his lap.
Maybe it was because he had taken two puffs of dry cigarettes just now, but Yang Chengdao was struggling to prevent him from running away.
"Little thing, if you can't play with the old one, can't you cure your little one?"
Yang Jun looked at his butt and gently slapped him twice.
"Wow!"
The child cried all of a sudden.
Yang Jun was so frightened that he hurriedly coaxed him.
If Wang Yuying knew that it was him and me who made the child cry, it would be strange not to skin him alive.
"Look, what is this?"
Yang Jun didn't know how to coax the child, so he could only take out a bunch of candied haws from the space to entertain him.
Candied haws are made of fruits, including cherry tomatoes, kiwis, hawthorns, peaches, loquats, etc. Yang Jun specially asked Ma Xiangxiang and the others to make them, and he copied many of them in his space.
The child was immediately attracted by the colorful candied haws, his eyes were darting around, his hands were open, and he was spitting out milk foam from his little mouth.
Yang Jun put it to his mouth and gave him a mouthful. The little guy screamed with joy.
"Do you still want to eat? Call me daddy."
Yang Jun follows the path of good temptation.
He doesn't like his children to call him dad. He thinks calling him dad has a sense of ritual and feels like it's a kind of inheritance.
He also did not allow the child to call Yi Qiu Shui mother, and had to call her mother. Yi Qiu Shui also thought the same way, and felt that calling her mother was more serious. Therefore, the couple hit it off and the child would be called father and mother from now on.
"Ah...uh...poof..."
The child couldn't speak, his two little hands were waving wildly, and his little drool-filled mouth came straight to this side.
Yang Jun didn't dare to give it to him, so he could only let him lick the syrup on it.
While he was playing with the child, he suddenly felt someone digging into his pocket.
Looking back, it turned out that Yang Huai's two little hands were constantly pulling at his trouser pockets.
"Lao Wu, what are you turning over?" Yang Jun asked.
"No more? How did you put it in your trouser pocket just now?" Yang Huai opened his two small eyes and looked straight at him.
Just now he witnessed Yang Jun conjuring a bunch of candied haws.
"What's missing?" Yang Jun asked in shock.
Yang Huai looked up at the candied haws in his hand, licked his mouth with his little tongue, and suddenly pointed his hand toward the door.
"Brother, our mother is here."
"Where?"
Yang Jun looked back, and suddenly his hand loosened, and the bunch of candied haws was snatched away by Yang Huai.
"Smelly boy."
Yang Jun laughed and scolded, then stretched his hand back, and when he came out, there was another bunch of candied haws in his hand.
