Chapter 799: There is a Tiger in My Heart and I Smell the Roses
After eating, Yang Jun did not go to work, but went back to the backyard to make a phone call.
He asked Shi Shi to make a cake for him
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In order to ease the relationship between him and Yang Yu, Yang Jun decided to give him a birthday cake.
Birthday cakes are not common, and they are not sold in stores. Normally, people usually eat a bowl of longevity noodles for birthdays, and rich people add eggs or something.
As for whether Shitou can get the birthday cake, Yang Jun is not worried at all.
That guy's system is very good and he can get all kinds of fruits. In addition, Yang Jun once heard him brag that he made a nine-layer cake for his grandmother, Mrs. Liang, so there was nothing wrong with leaving the cake to him.
question.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Jun returned to the front yard.
When I arrived at the inverted room, I opened the door and found useless furniture inside.
During the original renovation, the wooden beds were replaced with spring beds, and all the replaced beds are piled here.
These carved beds are all made of precious wood. They are not only beautiful in appearance, but also very practical. The key is that they are large, so big that two people can fight on them.
Yang Jun glanced at a relatively large bed, and then with a thought, the bed disappeared immediately.
Yang Jun dusted himself off, closed the warehouse door, and went to the backyard.
Open the secret room and go down to the bottom.
With another thought, a huge wooden bed suddenly appeared in the middle of the empty secret room.
Yang Jun took a look and was quite satisfied.
So, I moved the mat and bedding that I slept on last night on the bed.
It is easy for people to catch cold when sleeping on the floor. Besides, the hard floor affects his performance.
Yang Jun returned to the bedroom, found two pillows from the cabinet, and then hugged a quilt.
When I was about to go down, I saw an unopened pack of toilet paper on the bedside table, and then put it into the space with a smile.
He came to the secret room again, made the bed, and looked at the packet of toilet paper next to the pillow. Yang Jun suddenly smiled evilly.
After doing all this, Yang Jun went to the front yard.
He had a day off today, the guards were all on holiday, and Yang Jun drove out alone.
He walked around the street and then found a remote place to stop. When he started the car again, the car was filled with all kinds of fruits.
These fruits are not common. They are not sold in Sijiucheng at all. They were all given to Yang Jun with stones, and Yang Jun placed them in space and copied them.
Arriving at Yang Qingxiang's house, Yang Jun knocked on the door.
"Mr. Yang is here."
It was Song Ma who opened the door.
Seeing that it was Yang Jun, he quickly opened the door.
"Song Ma, there are fruits I brought for Qingxiang in the car. Please move them."
Yang Jun got out of the car and pointed at the fruit aisle full of fruits.
"Okay, Mr. Yang."
Song's mother responded, then went back to the yard to call another nanny.
Yang Qingxiang hired a total of two nannies here. One is Song’s mother, who mainly takes care of Yang Qingxiang’s daily life. The other is Song’s mother’s niece, Sister Cui. Sister Cui was recommended by Song’s mother. She saw the salary given by Yang Jun.
I was tall and the work was not tiring, so I introduced my niece who was living in the country.
Song Ma and Sister Cui are pretty good people. They do their job properly, never talk nonsense, and take good care of Yang Qingxiang.
After Yang Jun finished explaining, he was about to go to the backyard, but suddenly stopped.
He took out forty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Song's mother.
"Mother Song, you and Sister Cui have worked hard during this time. We don't have much money, so let's buy a melon to eat."
When Song Ma saw this, she waved her hands repeatedly.
"No, no need, Mr. Yang. You usually send so many fruits and vegetables that Ms. Yang can't finish them all. You give them all to us. We all share a lot. Why should we take your money again?"
"Mother Song, what Ms. Yang gives is her business, and what I give is mine. Just accept it and treat it as a high-temperature subsidy."
"High temperature subsidy fee?"
Song's mother muttered: "We are not hot."
Yang Jun has a black line on his head.
He didn't know how to explain it to her, so he forced the money into her hand.
"Take it, and don't refuse."
After saying that, Yang Jun turned around and went to the backyard.
Since he can't be by Yang Qingxiang's side, Yang Jun must be nicer to the people around her, so that they can do their best to take care of her.
As soon as he entered the backyard, Yang Jun found Yang Qingxiang lying lazily on a deck chair, holding a fan in her hand and shaking it gently. Her leisurely state made her look like a rich lady.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yang Qingxiang said lazily,
"Song Ma, go buy some grapes on the street when you have time. It's a hot day and I just want to take a bite."
Yang Jun smiled when he heard this.
Then he walked up to her, took her fan and shook it gently.
"Want to eat grapes?"
Yang Qingxiang was startled when she suddenly heard Yang Jun's voice.
He subconsciously wanted to get up from the chair, but was pushed down by Yang Jun.
"Mr. Yang, why are you here?"
"Why, can't I come?" Yang Jun said deliberately with a sullen face.
"Yes, I wish you could come every day."
Yang Qingxiang smiled, put her arms around Yang Jun's neck, and gently touched his forehead with her red lips.
"I don't trust you, come and take a look."
Yang Jun gently touched her belly with his hand, and then asked softly: "It's been hot lately, are you unable to eat?"
"OK."
Yang Qingxiang's aggrieved expression vividly appeared on the page.
"I brought some fruits, and I asked Mother Song to send some over."
Yang Jun was just about to go to the front yard to call Mother Song. When he looked up, Mother Song came in with a smile and a fruit plate.
She smiled and placed the fruit plate within Yang Qingxiang's reach.
"Thank you, Mother Song!"
When Yang Qingxiang saw the fruit, her eyes almost narrowed into a straight line.
Song Ma smiled and then said to Yang Qingxiang.
"Ms. Yang, please eat slowly, I'm going to the front yard."
When Yang Qingxiang heard this, her face immediately turned red with embarrassment.
This is a secret code.
Song's mother meant to hint to Yang Qingxiang that she was only here to deliver the fruit plate. After delivering the fruit plate, she would go to the front yard and then she would not disturb them again.
"OK."
Yang Qingxiang responded sweetly.
After Song's mother left, Yang Qingxiang sat up from the recliner and insisted that Yang Jun lie down on it.
She held a fan in her hand, fanning herself while feeding Yang Jun fruits.
After about half an hour, Yang Qingxiang whispered when she saw that Yang Jun was feeling sleepy.
"Mr. Yang, do you want to go to bed and lie down for a while?"
Yang Jun was startled when he heard this.
This is not as simple as it seems.
If you just want to rest, you can rest on a recliner, there is no need to go to bed.
This must mean something else.
But before I did that, I always asked if I could take a shower, but now the code has changed...
"Well, forget it, you are inconvenient."
Yang Jun hesitated for a moment, but still refused.
"It doesn't matter. We are still three months away from the due date. Just be gentle." Yang Qingxiang said with a blushing face.
"Forget it, it's a hot day and you'll be covered in stinky sweat."
Yang Qingxiang was so considerate that Yang Jun felt very distressed, so he excused himself from teasing her because it was too hot.
"Are you sure you don't need it?"
"I'm sure it's not necessary." Yang Jun shook his head decisively.
Even after asking this question, it was obvious that she didn't want to do it in her heart.
If it weren't for Yang Jun, she would definitely not ask this question.
After a woman is pregnant, in order to protect the child in her belly, she often becomes very wary of people approaching her, even if this person is the person closest to her.
Seeing this, Yang Qingxiang seemed to believe what he said, and the expression on her face became much more relaxed.
When Yang Jun saw this, he was also very sad.
At this time, he realized how difficult it is for a woman to take care of her children and estimate a man's feelings at the same time. It was really difficult.
The two of them were chatting like this, and it was noon before they knew it.
Yang Jun was not in a hurry to go back, but had a meal with her.
After the meal, Yang Jun chatted with her for a while before going back.
When he went back, he originally wanted to sit with another woman, Meng Wenya, but when he thought that today was Yang Laosi's birthday, Wang Yuying told him to go back early, so he thought about it and let it go.
On the way, he took out a cart full of fruit again, and then drove straight back.
After returning home, I found that my yard was full of people.
Many of them were wearing no military uniforms, and they looked like students from the Workers', Peasants' and Soldiers' University.
They are full of energy and want to tiptoe when they walk.
Yang Jun spotted Yang Laosi in the crowd at a glance. The girl was surrounded by people like a star in the middle, and her round and fat face was full of arrogance.
Seeing Yang Jun coming back, the group of students immediately became respectful. A dozen of them subconsciously stood in two rows, their legs tensed, and they couldn't help but salute.
"Hello, Chief."
Yang Jun was startled.
I haven't been saluted like this for a long time.
He stood up subconsciously and saluted in return.
"Hello, you are welcome to be our guests."
After speaking, Yang Jun took the initiative to shake hands with them.
This group of students includes both men and women, with women making up the majority, and only two or three are men.
"Reporting to the leader, I am Hong Changjing, the monitor of the third class of the 1969 class. I would like to ask for your advice in the future."
A girl with shoulder-length hair shook hands with Yang Jun and introduced herself.
Young people like them are prone to passion, especially after meeting a leader as big as Yang Jun, they have the urge to die for their confidants.
"Okay, women will not let men down."
"Reporting to the head, I am Yang Yu's classmate, and my name is Ge Zhongtian."
"Promising and energetic."
At this time, a boy introduced himself.
After saying that, he scratched his head in embarrassment: "Boss, please don't misunderstand me. My relationship with Yang Yu is just an ordinary classmate, not his boyfriend."
"Please don't break my legs."
After hearing this, Yang Jun had a black line in his head.
This is a big deal.
The news that Yang Jun did not allow Yang Yu to fall in love had become known to everyone in their school. Unexpectedly, this student was so courageous that he dared to make such a joke with him.
Yang Jun was not angry either, and smiled and said to Ge Zhongtian: "This classmate, please pass on a message for me. It's okay to be friends with my sister, but whoever dares to be her boyfriend, don't blame me for really interrupting them.
legs."
"Well, that includes you."
Ge Zhongtian: "Yes, Chief."
Yang Jun was joking here, but Yang Yu was unwilling to do so.
"Brother, aren't you afraid that I won't get married?"
Yang Jun has already spoken out, who dares to fall in love with her again?
"Humph, that's not my business." Yang Jun said.
When his sister saw that her classmates respected her so much, she felt both proud and unconvinced.
"Reporting to the chief, my name is..."
At this time, another girl came over to introduce herself, but was stopped by Yang Jun.
"Okay, okay, classmates, this is not urgent. Let's talk while eating later."
Yang Jun secretly wiped away a cold sweat.
If you get entangled with these students, they probably won't let you go within a few hours.
Seeing this, everyone temporarily calmed down the excitement in their hearts.
Yang Jun took the opportunity to escape and get rid of the entanglement of the students.
Go back to the backyard and hide in the study.
Yang Yu brought his classmates to his home to celebrate his birthday without permission. Yang Jun didn't like it, which made him very passive.
But today was Yang Yu's birthday again, and he didn't want to make things awkward, so he went back to the study and made a phone call.
After a while, Luo Xiaojun and the others came over.
He looked fully armed, obviously going out.
After a while, Yang Jun came out of the backyard.
"Jun'er, are you going out?"
Seeing this, Wang Yuying hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
"Oh, Mom, there is an important meeting suddenly at work. I have to go there."
"I won't attend Yu'er's birthday. I'll just ask Shitou to deliver the cake later."
Wang Yuying opened and closed her lips several times to say something, but in the end she said nothing.
Zhier Mo Ruomu, how could she not know that Yang Jun hid out on purpose?
However, she must maintain Yang Jun's authority at all times, so she will naturally not reveal this matter.
At this time, Yang Jun walked up to Yang Yu's classmates, cupped his fists and said,
"Students, I'm sorry, I have official duties, so I can't have dinner with you."
"Next time, next time you come to my house, I will definitely accompany you."
Things may not get done, but you must speak beautifully and don't let others find fault with you.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Big boss, you are busy with official duties, so you don't need to accompany us."
"You should hurry up and go about your business. We don't dare to delay your important event."
"..."
The students were still very naive and had no idea that Yang Jun had something else to hide.
In any case, Yang Jun must leave. The family backgrounds of these students are not simple, and he must avoid suspicion.
After greeting them, Yang Jun led the people away.
When I first went out, I happened to encounter rocks and sticks.
These two guys were pushing a cart, which was covered with a clean cloth.
"Daddy, do you want to go out?"
Shitou said hello to Bangge, then stood at the door and refused to leave.
"Yeah, there's something going on at work."
Yang Jun didn't explain anything to them.
I got off the car and came to the cart, lifted the cage cloth and took a look.
As expected, there were nine cakes of different sizes on the car, but they were not placed on the shelves yet, so the effect of rising gradually could not be seen.
"How's it going, godfather, are you okay?" Shitou said with a smile.
"Not only is it okay, that's the only way scorpions poop." Yang Jun gave a thumbs up.
Although the cakes are not as exquisite as those of later generations, they are better because there are many fruits and the stone materials are very abundant. Various fruits are placed on top as if they are free. All nine cakes are fruit cakes. Each cake is a different fruit and colorful.
It looks very nice.
"Shitou, how are you two doing these days?" Yang Jun asked.
As a godfather, you should also care about your godson.
"Well, I'm sure you can become a grandpa by the end of the year." Shitou smiled.
"Okay, godfather's red envelope has been prepared a long time ago." Yang Jun patted his pocket and said.
At this time, Banggeng came forward with a smile.
"Daddy, where's mine?"
"Your what?"
Banggeng followed Shitou and called Yang Jun his godfather. Yang Jun corrected him a few times and then ignored him.
This guy inherited the genes of his mother Qin Huairu and was extremely thick-skinned. Yang Jun refused to accept him as his adopted son, so he shamelessly adopted him.
Banggeng said with a smile: "I'm getting married next month, and my godfather will come over for a wedding drink then."
"Are you getting married?"
Yang Jun was stunned.
"How old are you? If I remember correctly, you are one year older than my sister. You should be sixteen this year."
"My godfather has a good memory. I am exactly sixteen this year."
Yang Jun didn't need to ask. Banggeng poured beans into a bamboo tube and told everything about the bride.
His fiancée's name is Tang Yanling, a local, and she is now helping as a cook in the cafeteria of the research institute where Shitou works. Shitou helped her find her job.
According to the meaning behind Bangge's words, Tang Yanling's agreement to the marriage seems to be due to Yang Jun. If Bangge hadn't boasted that he was Yang Jun's godson, Tang Yanling might not have been able to agree to the marriage.
However, the Jia family is not as poor as before, and their living standard is one of the best in the compound.
Qin Huairu and Xiaodang both work in the steel rolling mill, and Banggeng now works with Shitou. The family's income is very considerable, and their living standard is also top-notch in the yard. I heard that many people come to the Jia family to propose marriage.
"Daddy, can you come to Yanling and I's wedding next month?"
After saying that, Banggeng looked at Yang Jun with hopeful eyes.
Seeing this, Yang Jun sighed: "Bang Ge, it's not like you don't know my identity. I can't show up in that kind of situation."
Looking at Banggeng's somewhat disappointed eyes, Yang Jun continued.
"Another day, bring your wife here and let's meet and have dinner."
"Godfather, is it true?"
When Banggeng heard this, he jumped up happily.
It would be much better for Yang Jun to attend his wedding. Being able to be received by Yang Jun alone was something he couldn't even imagine. In the future, he wouldn't have to worry about Tang Yanling calling him bragging.
"Okay, pick a day...forget it, let's just bring your wife here tomorrow. Let's meet and have a meal."
He turned around and said to Shitou: "Stone, you two will come over when the time comes. Your godmother keeps talking about you."
"Okay, godfather."
They wanted to come over for Yang Yu's birthday this time, but Yang Jun didn't say anything and they didn't dare to make any decisions.
"Okay, you guys go in, I'm going to the unit."
"Daddy, please walk slowly."
Afterwards, Yang Jun got in the car and left.
After sitting in the car, Yang Jun asked someone to go to Meng Wenya's place.
That girl has been ignored by him for a long time. I just have free time today, so I went over to see her.
Meng Wenya's family.
When Yang Jun arrived, Meng Wenya was eating.
This girl is reading a book while eating. Looking from a distance, she has a rather elegant temperament.
"Mr. Yang."
Seeing Yang Jun coming, Meng Wenya quickly put down the book in her hand and came forward.
After this girl was trained several times by Yang Jun, she became much more obedient.
Yang Junhuan put his arm around her shoulders, and they came to the dinner table.
The meal is very simple, just simple millet porridge and a small plate of pickles.
"Do you usually eat these?"
Yang Jun never treats his women badly, including Yang Qingxiang and Meng Wenya. Every time they come here in droves, and he never treats them badly in terms of money. He gives them hundreds and hundreds every time.
Meng Wenya replied gently: "The weather is too hot and I can't eat, so I'll just make do with it."
"I paid such a high salary to hire a nanny, and this is how they fooled me?" Yang Jun said.
"No, don't blame them. It's my request. I don't care about their affairs."
"real?"
"OK."
Meng Wenya very sensibly served Yang Jun a bowl of millet porridge, and then picked up a very good-looking pickled cucumber.
"Have a bowl and try it. It's delicious."
"Well, let me try it."
Yang Jun took a taste and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Isn't it good? Aunt Wang has been cooking porridge her whole life, and her craftsmanship is first-rate."
"Well, it's really good. It's much better than the two cooks at my house."
He had to admit that Meng Wenya's Aunt Wang was really good at cooking porridge. This was the best porridge he had ever tasted.
The heat and the thickness of the soup are very suitable for people's taste. Yang Jun feels that if he opens a shop with this skill, it will definitely be prosperous.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yang Jun didn't eat dinner, and when he encountered such delicious millet porridge, he drank it all in one go.
"I'll let Aunt Wang cook another pot." Meng Wenya said.
"No, that's enough."
Yang Jun smiled and said: "I'm not full, you can just feed me later."
When Meng Wenya heard this, her face turned red and shy.
Yang Jun patted his belly, and then glanced at the book on the table.
"What book are you reading?"
When I picked it up and looked at it, it turned out to be a "Zi Zhi Tong Jian".
Yang Jun flipped through it and found that it was still an untranslated version, the one without punctuation.
This version is the original version, which is difficult to understand. It can only be read by someone who is proficient in classical literature. If you don't know anything about classical literature, just segmenting sentences will be a difficulty.
In reality, few people read this kind of book, unless they have a certain special interest in classical literature, or those who have reached a certain level of ideological realm can read this book.
However, one's inner world can be seen from the hobby of reading.
This Meng Wenya is definitely not as weak and gentle as she looks on the outside, and her inner world is definitely not as law-abiding as ordinary men.
"It's just some idle books to pass the time when I'm bored."
Meng Wenya said while trying to act calm.
She knew that Yang Jun didn't like ambitious women, and she had been scolded several times because of this incident. Her life was very peaceful now, and she liked it very much, and she didn't want to cause trouble.
Yang Jun smiled, then went to a reclining chair next to him and lay down, shaking it twice to make the chair move.
Seeing this, Meng Wenya hurriedly walked over, squatted next to Yang Jun, and rubbed his legs.
"Some things are deep in the bone marrow and engraved on the flesh and blood for a lifetime. They cannot be forgotten."
"You don't have to hide it, people like you won't give in to change easily."
A woman like Meng Wenya, although she looks soft and weak on the outside, is strong inside. When encountering resistance, she may appear to give in on the surface, but in fact she is always screaming strong inside.
"Mr. Yang, what you mean...is no longer..."
Meng Wenya was suddenly startled.
I secretly blame myself for almost getting carried away.
Yang Jun patted the back of her hand, indicating that she didn't need to be cautious.
"Do what you want to do from now on, but..."
Yang Jun suddenly changed his tone: "But don't forget your responsibilities. You must serve me well."
