Since moving to his new home, Yang Jun is not familiar with the surrounding environment. For safety reasons, morning exercises are basically done in the yard.
Fortunately, the yard is big enough for their family to exercise.
After his son hit someone, Yang Jun increasingly felt that having a good body was more important than anything else. If his physical fitness was not good, he might not be able to withstand the first blow, and nothing would happen later.
"Press down, keep pressing down."
After finishing the run, Yang Jun took his son to do leg presses.
My son usually exercises three days fishing and two days drying nets, and his basic skills are not up to standard. This is also the result of his mother Yi Qiushui and Sun Zhaodi's pampering. They feel sorry for their son and feel that learning kung fu is meaningless.
His son Yang Huaidao had a sad face, tears welling up in his eyes. From time to time, he glanced at Sun Zhaodi who was kicking the stakes for help. Sun Zhaodi also kicked the stakes repeatedly, focusing entirely on Yang Huaidao.
Yang Huaidao was raised by her every time she pooped and peed, and she had deep feelings for him. Seeing that Yang Huaidao was suffering so much, she couldn't bear it, so she couldn't help saying.
"Godfather, how about I teach my brother?"
Yang Jun's training was too harsh. Even the training in the army was not so harsh.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "You can pull me down, you've been teaching for eight years and you're still like this."
Yang Jun heard this excuse many times. Every time he said that he was teaching his son to practice martial arts, but in the end it was ignored.
"Godfather, I promise this is the last time. I will practice well with my brother."
"Haha, you said the same thing last time."
"This is really the last time."
Sun Zhaodi stopped kicking the pile, came to Yang Jun, took his arm and said coquettishly.
"Godfather, just let me teach my brother."
When Yang Jun saw this, he got goosebumps all over his body.
It feels very awkward for a big and thick female man to act like a baby, especially Sun Zhaodi who has never been able to act like a baby.
Yang Jun became alert and quickly pulled out his arm.
"Okay, okay, this is the last time you said it."
Yang Jun said: "Zhao Di, I'm serious this time. You have given me the honor of being a godfather. If you don't teach your brother well, your godfather won't believe you in the future."
When Sun Zhaodi heard this, she grinned and said, "Thank you, godfather."
Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "Okay, you two sisters can practice. I'll go back and take a shower."
After that, go straight back to the backyard.
At the corner, Yang Jun turned around, put his body behind the shadow wall, and stretched his head to look at them. He saw Sun Zhaodi asking Yang Huaidao to practice boxing in a decent manner. However, when the siblings were practicing boxing, they would occasionally
He turned around and glanced in his direction.
Seeing this, Yang Jun shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Back in the backyard, Yi Qiushui was still sleeping in.
"I said, baby, you're not going to work today?"
Yang Jun asked while taking a change of clothes from the cabinet.
Yi Qiushui lay on the bed and glanced at him with squinted eyes.
Then he opened his arms and said with an angry smile: "Hubby, give me a hug."
In the morning, the golden sunlight shines red light through the window on Yi Qiushui's lazy and delicate body. The curvy figure is clearly visible. When Yang Jun saw this, he felt inexplicably hot.
Throwing away the clothes in his hands, he rushed over.
"Ah, husband, what are you doing?"
Yi Qiushui exclaimed: "Just a hug, just a hug."
Yang Jun automatically chose to block her words and put his hands together to do whatever he had to do.
"..."
…
Half an hour later, Yang Jun lazily came out of the bathroom and plopped down on the sofa.
He put his legs on the coffee table and smoked a cigarette leisurely.
This girl Yi Qiushui kept provoking her while taking a shower, but he punished her again.
At this time, Yi Qiushui came out wrapped in a bath towel, bent down and wiped her wet hair.
"Husband, am I getting old? Why do I always feel so inadequate recently?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he snorted coldly: "You are not old, you are still in your prime."
"It's still the new year? I'll have four of them soon." Yi Qiushui curled her lips and said.
Yi Qiushui is two years younger than Yang Jun. She is thirty-eight this year. She is no longer the beautiful girl who was slim and exuding a youthful atmosphere. The years have left more or less traces on her body, and her figure has gained weight slightly.
, there are also wrinkles on the forehead and corners of the eyes, and every move no longer has the out-of-touch feeling of a young girl.
The idea of eternal beauty is empty talk, no one can live forever, of course... except Yang Jun, an outlier.
His biological age will always remain at thirty years old.
Not only Yi Qiushui said that she was old, but also Yang Qingxiang, Huang Yani, Meng Wenya, and Nalan Qingmeng said that she was old, especially when she stood with Yang Jun, who was still the same person she had just met before.
In fact, their appearance has changed slightly.
Especially when it comes to that matter, they always feel increasingly powerless.
"Husband, if one day I get old, will you find another woman?" Yi Qiushui asked pretending not to care.
"Won't."
Yang Jun answered directly without thinking.
"If you get old, I will become a monk."
This type of question is both a point-based question and a proposition. As long as you hesitate for even a moment, there will be countless three-question questions immediately.
Do you not love me anymore?
Do you have another woman outside?
You don’t care about me anymore, you think I’m old, etc.
Therefore, when answering questions, you must be timely and decisive.
When Yi Qiushui heard this, she curled her lips and smiled.
Obviously very satisfied with Yang Jun's answer.
Women are a kind of duplicitous species. They may persuade you to take a concubine and find another woman, but in fact they really care about your feelings towards her.
Problems that seem to be of no concern are actually full of murderous intent.
"I don't want you to be a monk."
After being happy, Yi Qiushui felt a little disappointed. She looked at herself in the mirror as a mature woman, then looked back at Yang Jun, who was still young and vigorous, and sighed deeply.
"Husband, why don't you go find one?"
Yang Jun frowned when he heard this.
here we go again.
It's endless, isn't it?
When will this damn temptation end?
"If you say such things again, I will really enter the palace." Yang Jun said.
When Yi Qiushui heard this, she burst into laughter.
He sat down next to Yang Jun, hugged his neck, and buried her head deeply in his arms.
"No, you can't enter the palace just yet. I'll wait until I'm over fifty."
After saying that, he snorted.
When Yang Jun heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry.
If this is the rhythm of draining his remaining value.
I'm afraid that when he reaches that age, he might really be allowed to enter the palace. After all, he was still thirty years old at that time...
"Okay, let's wait until you are fifty years old." Yang Jun said helplessly.
The two were cozy for a while, and then went to the front yard to eat.
Everyone in the family has eaten well. Those who should go to school go to school, and those who should go to work go to work. Over the years, the family has long been accustomed to the habits of Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui. The two rarely come to have breakfast on time in the morning. At first
At that time, they thought it was normal for the two of them to just get married and still be in the honeymoon period, so they would be tired of being together. However, more than ten years later, the two of them were still tired of being together all day long, which made them confused.
Therefore, every time they have breakfast, as long as it is time, they will start eating.
Zhao Juhua put the food in the pot on the table and then returned to the kitchen.
Recently, Zhao Juhua has been a little abnormal. She is always absent-minded when working, and always careless when cooking. Sometimes the food is too bland, sometimes it is too salty, and she avoids them from time to time.
Yang Jun had already noticed this, but he didn't say anything to her out of love. After all, Zhao Juhua had been working in their family for ten years, and it was no big deal if she made mistakes occasionally.
"It's so salty."
Yi Qiushui took a sip of preserved egg and lean meat porridge and immediately vomited it out with a grimace.
Seeing this, Yang Jun took a small sip.
It was indeed very salty, with the pace of beating the salt seller to death.
Yang Jun frowned and was about to call Zhao Juhua out to ask, but saw Yi Qiushui shaking her head at him.
Yang Jun suppressed his doubts and didn't ask any more questions.
So, I put the porridge aside and ate the fried dough sticks.
After eating, Yang Jun returned to the backyard.
As soon as he reached the study and lay down, he saw Yi Qiushui following him in.
"Husband, Sister Juhua has Alzheimer's disease, don't blame her."
Yi Qiushui made Yang Jun a cup of tea while talking.
"Alcee's disease?"
Yang Jun took the tea cup with a puzzled look on his face.
"It's what we often call Alzheimer's disease."
"I know about this disease." Yang Jun said: "Sister Juhua is not even fifty yet, and she is usually quite cheerful. How could she have this disease?"
Yi Qiushui sighed: "This disease has no age distinction. People suffering from this disease are getting younger and younger. Some children even contract this disease at a very young age."
"Two days ago, Sister Juhua's son found me and told me about Sister Juhua, asking us to pay more attention to avoid any accidents."
Hearing this, Yang Jun frowned: "Such a disease requires someone to take care of her. I'm afraid she won't be able to work alone in the future."
"Who says it's not the case?" Yi Qiushui said in a low mood: "But Sister Juhua is a strong person, so she suddenly asked her to step down. She couldn't bear it, and the two sons' families were not rich, and she wanted to continue working to relieve her son's pain.
family burden."
"Why!"
Yang Jun sighed deeply.
As a parent, you care about your children.
Basically, most of the parents in the world live for their children. They would rather suffer all the hardships in this world than have their children suffer even a little bit.
"There is no way to go on like this." Yang Jun said: "Let her son come over and have a talk. After all, we can't treat him badly after working in our family for so many years. I will give her a proper arrangement."
Hearing this, Yi Qiushui nodded.
"This disease becomes more and more serious as time goes by. In the end, not only will you no longer recognize your loved ones around you, but you will also lose even the most basic ability to live independently. Therefore, this must be done as soon as possible."
"Look back, I'll ask her son to come over, and you can talk to them."
Yang Jun nodded and said: "Well, let's do it like this."
After talking about Zhao Juhua, the two of them stayed in the study for a long time, so bored that they almost looked like they had just gotten married.
…
…
In the afternoon.
Yang Jun sat in the car and drove towards the old house.
Yang Chengwu drove the car himself, and the two of them were going to check out the new house.
The villa area has been built and decorated. Yang Chengwu came over specifically to ask Yang Jun to come and see the new house.
"Godfather, I have something to report to you."
While driving, Yang Chengwu said to Yang Jun: "Xiao Liu is currently investigating Peng Sanwan."
Yang Jun frowned when he heard this.
"This girl is stunned."
Yang Jun is very cautious when doing things, not to mention that Xiaoliu can't find anything in his investigation, even the top professionals in the world can't. Otherwise, he would not be able to live in peace for so many years.
"Hey, who says it isn't?" Yang Chengwu sighed: "However, I can understand it. After all, it is my first love, and I can't let it go."
"Godfather, do you think I should stop her?"
"Never do that."
Yang Jun said: "Let her check. Anyway, she can't find anything. If she doesn't let him check, she will feel guilty."
"This girl is introverted. I'm afraid she will be stubborn and get into trouble." Yang Chengwu said worriedly.
"Time is a panacea. As time goes by, she will gradually forget about it."
After Yang Jun said this, he slowly closed his eyes and murmured: "It's better than hating me all your life."
Sometimes blind love is very scary and can make people do very irrational things. Sometimes it can even go beyond family affection. In a fit of anger, it may turn against one's own family members.
Especially for such a brutal interference in her love life, it is even more unreasonable to go crazy.
"I hope as time goes by, she will forget about it."
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of a quaint community.
I haven't seen you for more than half a year, and the place has undergone earth-shaking changes. It used to be an old courtyard house, but now it has turned into a high-end villa area made of reinforced concrete.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The walls of the villa area are still made of blue bricks and red tiles. This is what Yang Jun requested, so that it does not look so abrupt from the outside, and at the same time it can integrate the entire Forty-Nine
The city’s architectural culture.
However, there is a unique cave inside. A modern and luxurious door stands with stone lions on both sides. The nine-step two-story staircase makes the entire building unique.
Pushing open the heavy door, there is a villa area covering an area of more than 50,000 square meters.
There are large luxury villas in Yishui, with lawns, swimming pools, rivers, parks, rockeries, etc. Each villa covers an area of thousands of square meters and has complete functional facilities. There is also a club similar to later clubs in the community, with a billiards room.
, there are gymnasiums, swimming pools...
These were designed by Yang Jun based on the high-end villas of later generations. The moment he stood in the yard, he felt like he had returned to later generations. Everything was new and everything was so familiar, which gave people a sense of recall.
The illusion of the past.
Yang Jun stood there, squinting his eyes and looking at everything in front of him for a long time before speaking.
"You can't go back, everything is an illusion."
Even though the entire villa area is very modern, Yang Jun still hasn't found the sense of belonging at home.
"Godfather, why can't you go back?"
Yang Chengwu said: "Your original courtyard has not been moved yet. It has been kept there. You can still go back."
Yang Chengwu thought that Yang Jun missed his former residence, so he sighed.
He demolished all the courtyard houses in this area, leaving only his original courtyard house with three entrances.
"If you can't go back, you can't go back."
Yang Jun murmured to himself.
He didn't explain it, as long as he understood it in his heart.
The entire villa area has a sense of the times, but the only thing that stands out is that there is an ancient courtyard building inside. It combines ancient and modern times and combines Chinese and Western styles, giving people a feeling of being in two eras.
Yang Jun stood at the door of the courtyard at home, raising his head and silently looking at the carved beams and painted pillars on the lintel.
They went in and took a look. It was still the original courtyard house, and the things inside were still the same as before. When people stayed inside, they had a feeling of going back to the past.
Yang Jun went to the backyard for a walk, then locked the door and walked to the largest villa next to it.
This villa covers an area of almost 3,000 square meters. It is next to his original courtyard house and was specially reserved for him to live in.
All the facilities here are fully functional, including rockeries, corridors, tree-lined paths, and a five- to six-meter-wide river flowing through the key entrance. You can also vaguely see the shadow of fish inside.
Yang Jun went in and took a look.
Wow, so luxurious.
The decoration inside is magnificent, no less than the top-notch decoration in later generations.
Nearly 500 million yuan was spent on construction and decoration, and the result is absolutely top-notch. To put it bluntly, this villa community is one of the best in the entire Sijiu City and even the country.
"Godfather, are you going to move into a new house or live in the old house?" Yang Chengwu asked.
When Yang Jun heard this, he shook his head.
"I can't decide on this matter, I have to ask your godmother."
If Yang Jun was asked to choose, he would definitely choose a courtyard house. He doesn't like climbing stairs very much, but Yi Qiushui can't. She must like this kind of reinforced concrete house, because this kind of modern house has so many functions. It not only has three
There is a large bed with a width of 1.5 meters, a bathtub that can row a boat, and floor-to-ceiling windows for sunbathing, etc.
Not to mention that Yi Qiushui has chosen a new house. It is estimated that his son is not willing to live in the original house.
"Haha, godfather, what I know is that you love your godmother, but what you don't know is that you think your godmother is in charge." Yang Chengwu said with a smile.
"roll……"
Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "You brat, no matter how big or small, you dare to make jokes about your godfather."
"Hey, godfather, I just want to know why you and your godmother still have such a good relationship after so many years."
When Yang Chengwu said this, he sighed: "It's not like the two of us. We act like enemies when we meet, and we quarrel endlessly."
When Yang Jun heard this, he also sighed.
His godson is good at everything, but he is a little afraid of his wife, and he is particularly afraid of his wife. Every time Xiao Wu goes out to socialize, he will definitely hear his wife Yin Fang scolding him as soon as he comes home. Don't look at this guy
Outside he is called the fifth master, but at home he is like the fifth grandson, obeying his wife's words.
"It's not a quarrel between you two, it's a political lesson." Yang Jun rolled his eyes.
It was so nice to say it, and I even found a way out for myself.
Is that called a quarrel?
People quarrel often come and go, why do I only see you tucking your head into your crotch and saying nothing?
Hearing this, Yang Chengwu smiled awkwardly.
"Godfather, if I'm not like you, why are you exposing your son's shortcomings?"
"When your kid goes out from now on, don't say he is my godson, Yang Jun. I don't have a henpecked son like you."
Yang Jun said: "If a woman is disobedient, then she will be beaten until she is convinced. How can a man who is a dignified man let a woman sit on his head and shit and pee?"
Yang Jun had several women, but none of them dared to flirt with him, not even to talk back.
If you are afraid of your wife, then it is a man's problem.
If there are more women, it is natural that they will not care about her. She will be disciplined and spanked when necessary, and she will not be afraid of losing her temper and returning to her parents' home, let alone divorce or anything like that.
The kind of man who licks a woman acts as if he has never seen a woman in his eight lives. He obeys his wife's words and wishes he could just be a licking dog. The man's face is completely humiliated.
"Godfather, if I had your status, I wouldn't have to look at my wife's face." Yang Chengwu muttered in a low voice.
When Yang Jun heard this, he kicked him directly.
"roll……"
"Good-for-nothing stuff."
Is this a question of status?
Some people are born to be lickers, and their servility is deeply rooted in their bones and cannot be changed in their lifetime.
…
After returning from the villa community, Yang Jun found that there were guests at home.
Yi Qiushui was chatting with the guests in the living room.
"Husband, you are back."
When Yi Qiushui saw that Yang Jun was back, he looked as if he had lost a heavy burden.
Pointing to two young men in their twenties, he said, "Let me introduce them."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "These two are Sister Juhua's sons, Zhao Dacheng and Zhao Ercheng."
The two young men stood there awkwardly, with their waists slightly bowed.
"A great leader is good."
Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "What do you call the big leader? Uncle Yang."
"Uncle Yang." The two said in unison.
Yang Jun nodded: "Sit down, just like at home."
A few people sat down and Yi Qiushui said: "Dacheng, Ercheng, you guys talk, I'll go talk to your mother."
After saying that, he went to the kitchen.
After Yi Qiushui left, Yang Jun took out his cigarette, held it in his mouth, and glanced at the two of them.
"Do you smoke or not?"
"No, Uncle Yang, you can do it yourself." They both waved at the same time.
Seeing this, Yang Jun put the cigarette on the table, lit it, and took a puff.
Breathing out thick smoke, he looked at a pile of gifts on the table next to him, including cans, snacks, and various nutritional supplements. It looked like they were brought by the two brothers.
Yang Jun saw this and nodded slightly.
I thought to myself: These two brothers are quite sensible.
"I heard about your mother's matter. I called you two brothers here today just to ask you what your plans are." Yang Jun spoke to break the silence.
When the two brothers heard this, they looked at each other, and then they exchanged glances. Brother Zhao Dacheng said,
"Uncle Yang, we originally planned to ask Mom to quit directly, but she was unwilling to do so and said she would work for another two years..."
The second child, Zhao Ercheng, said: "Mom is definitely not allowed to continue with this disease. I also know that if she continues to do it, she will definitely cause trouble to you, Uncle Yang. But as our sons, she won't listen to what we say, so we can only come here."
Uncle Yang has made an idea."
Yang Jun sighed after hearing this.
He is also a parent, so he can naturally understand Zhao Juhua's thoughts.
Just like him, sometimes he is helpless with Wang Yuying. If the old man doesn't listen to his son, is it possible that you can still take action? Especially for a person suffering from Alzheimer's disease, no one can bear to blame him.
Yang Jun took a puff of cigarette and said to the two brothers,
"Let's do this, call your mother over and let's hear what he means."
