In the past few days, Yang Jun left his home to Shitou and the others and asked them to arrange the scene for Yi Qiushui's birthday party.
He took the time to drive out alone.
He drove to the suburbs and came to the door of a warehouse that had been rented for many years.
This warehouse is rented all year round, and Yang Jun hopes that it can be used one day.
After stopping the car, Yang Jun lit a cigarette and walked around the warehouse before returning to the warehouse door.
When I opened the warehouse, a musty smell hit my nostrils.
I haven't been here for a long time. It's full of dust and there are spider webs everywhere on the walls.
Yang Jun stood in the middle of the room with no intention of cleaning.
Then, he had a thought.
The warehouse suddenly turned into a sea of flowers.
He took these flowers from copy space.
The longer time passes, the more obvious his spatial advantage becomes.
Over the years, he has been collecting various things.
Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all provided.
It can be said that as long as there is something in this world, it is available in his dimension, and it can be copied without limit, as many as you want.
These flowers are all roses, red, white and various colors.
He wanted to prepare a different birthday gift for Yi Qiushui. To put it bluntly, this kind of routine was very common in later generations, with flowers and the like, but in this era it was very advanced. There is no woman who does not like the sea of flowers.
Especially women who have dreams.
Yang Jun took a look at the warehouse full of flowers, then locked the door and prepared to drive away.
Suddenly I thought of something, and suddenly my thoughts moved again.
Various nutritional supplements, fruits, etc. appeared in the car.
It was very close to the place where Yang Xiaoliu was under house arrest, so he decided to take a look.
After careful calculation, Yang Xiaoliu had been under house arrest by him for almost two years. In these two years, he, the godfather, had never even seen her.
Yang Jun had a headache when he thought of his goddaughter.
If this girl hadn't been stubborn, how could she have ended up under house arrest.
Yang Jun didn't want to do that, but he had to do it.
Yang Xiaoliu insisted on investigating the cause of Peng Sanwan's death. Of course, he couldn't let her do whatever she wanted, so he didn't let her out for so long.
Arriving at a private house, Yang Jun stopped the car.
As soon as I got off the car, I heard the door ring, and a person's head emerged from behind the door.
"Big leader?"
Seeing Yang Jun, the man walked out quickly.
He walked up to Yang Jun, put his feet together, and gave Yang Jun a salute.
"A great leader is good."
Yang Jun nodded after hearing this.
"Everything is okay."
Hearing this, the man said respectfully: "Miss Six is very good."
Yang Jun was not in a hurry to go in and took a few steps at the door.
"Has Xiaowu ever come to visit her?"
The man hesitated for a moment, and then immediately said: "Yes, Master Wu will come here every now and then."
When Yang Jun heard this, he understood in his heart.
He was not surprised at all that Xiao Wu came to visit Xiao Liu. If Yang Jun hadn't allowed it, he wouldn't have been able to see Xiao Liu.
Xiaoliu and Xiaowu grew up together. They depended on each other and had a deep relationship. No matter how cruel Yang Jun was, he would not stop them from meeting.
Yang Jun nodded, indicating that he understood.
Then he pointed at the car and said, "Get the things out of the car."
"Yes, great leader."
Afterwards, Yang Jun threw away his cigarette butts and entered the door.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I felt a sense of desolation.
On the side near the main house, there is a smooth path. There are few people walking around in the yards on the left and right, which are covered with grass.
It's not that the people guarding this place are lazy, but that piece of grass was left behind at Xiaoliu's request.
The world she can see every day is as big as the yard. The yard is empty and has nothing. It is easy for her to suffer from aesthetic fatigue. Therefore, this piece of grassland is her sustenance to relieve the loneliness in her heart.
"Swiss, swiss, swish!"
A gust of wind blew and the grass swayed.
Through the gap, Yang Jun saw a girl sitting in front of the window.
My girl is really Yang Chengliu.
At this moment, she was wearing a white pajamas and sitting quietly in front of the window holding a book.
Yang Jun was immediately entranced by his calm and carefree look.
At this moment, he suddenly envied Yang Chengliu.
He is busy with trivial matters every day, but he has never had such leisure time as Xiaoliu?
He wanted to be like Xiao Liu, holding a book and living leisurely.
The moment he saw Yang Chengliu, Yang Jun felt a little soft-hearted.
It's a pity that such a beautiful girl is spending so many years here.
At this moment, he really wanted to let her out.
But Yang Jun knew that he couldn't do that.
If Xiao Liu could change, he wouldn't have to go to great lengths to keep her under house arrest.
This is a time bomb. He doesn't know when it will explode. Yang Jun doesn't dare to take the risk.
"Swiss, swiss, swish!"
Another gust of wind blew.
The wild grass all over the courtyard swayed in the wind, and a wind carrying the fragrance of grass blew into the window and blew on that white and peaceful face.
Yang Chengliu closed his eyes, raised his head and felt the breeze, and his whole body became relaxed.
"Godfather?"
Yang Chengliu opened Yang Jun's door and immediately saw Yang Jun standing outside the window.
A flash of excitement suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he walked around the table and came to the window.
Holding the bars on the window tightly with both hands, he choked and said: "Godfather, wuwu~"
Yang Jun sighed, then turned and left.
"Godfather, you are so cruel. Now that you are here, can't you say a word?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he sighed and turned back sadly.
A pretty face with pear blossoms and rain in it appeared in front of me.
Yang Chengliu had already burst into tears, his face was covered with tears, and he looked at him with a begging look.
"Godfather, I'm so happy that you finally came to see Xiaoliu."
Yang Jun paced to the window.
"How are you?"
Yang Chengliu said nothing and looked at him with a wry smile.
How can I live well under house arrest here?
As soon as Yang Jun said those words, he felt a little regretful and quickly changed his words,
"Godfather misses you and comes to see you."
"I also want to be a godfather, wuwu..."
When Yang Chengliu heard this, he burst into tears.
After hearing Yang Jun's words, she could no longer control her emotions and became fragile.
At this moment, Yang Jun couldn't help but shed tears.
If it weren't for Yang Chengliu's stubbornness, how could their father and daughter have reached such a state.
The two held each other's hands and looked through the window.
"Godfather, Xiaoliu misses you so much. I also miss my godmother. I miss my grandma and my brother."
Yang Chengliu burst into tears and kept chanting over and over again.
"I know, we miss you too, but..."
Yang Jun looked embarrassed.
"Godfather, Xiaoliu was wrong. Xiaoliu was really wrong. Can you forgive me this time?"
Yang Chengliu looked at Yang Jun with hope.
"Okay, godfather forgives you."
Yang Jun choked and said: "My godfather has forgiven you a long time ago, but... I still can't let you out."
"Godfather, I was really wrong. I will never dare to do that again. Please."
"Hey, Xiaoliu, you were raised by me. How can I still not understand you? You have a very stubborn temperament. There is no going back on something you decide. My godfather dare not let you go. I hope you can
I understand."
"Godfather, Xiao Liu has changed. I will never dare to do that again. Please let me out."
Yang Jun suddenly let go of her hand and took two steps back.
"Xiao Liu, to tell you the truth, Peng Sanwan has disappeared from this world. It was my godfather who did this. I don't deny it, nor do I regret my original decision. I will still do this for you and your third aunt.
made."
"Whether you hate your godfather or not, in short, I can't take this risk and I can't let you go."
"If this matter were done by someone else, do you think I would still put you under house arrest here?"
When Yang Chengliu heard this, he cried loudly.
Yang Jun was right. If it had been someone else, Yang Jun would have made him disappear from this world, and it would have been impossible to put her under house arrest.
If Yang Jun didn't miss the love between father and daughter, she would have turned into a pile of bones long ago.
"Godfather, I don't hate you. If you want to blame this, I have myself to blame."
"You have given me many opportunities, but I failed to grasp them well. I can't blame others."
"From now on, I will no longer ask you to let me out. Don't worry, I will stay here with peace of mind."
"If you take pity on Xiao Liu, you will be satisfied if you come to see me often."
When Yang Jun heard this, tears streaked down his face.
"Xiao Liu, I'm sorry."
"Daddy, I don't blame you."
Afterwards, the two of them chatted a few more words through the window.
"Godfather, it's my godmother's 40th birthday tomorrow, right? What gifts are you going to give me?"
"Do you still remember your godmother's birthday?"
Yang Chengliu smiled and said: "Of course I remember."
"I not only remember my godmother's birthday, but also your birthday. I also remember the birthdays of my grandma, my brother, and my fifth brother."
"I have plenty of time now. I think about the past every day, and recall every bit of our family's past. Every frame of the picture is very clear in my mind."
"If you are serious, you can still remember these." Yang Jun said.
"Godfather, I'm afraid you don't know your godmother's hobbies. Do you want me to give you some ideas on what to give her as a birthday gift?" Yang Chengliu.
"Oh, you know?" Yang Jun said in surprise.
Yang Chengliu smiled and said: "Godfather, you don't understand women at first glance."
"My godmother has studied abroad and loves romance the most. She is a very emotional woman. Like most women, she likes romantic things. As long as she is more romantic this time, I believe my godmother will like it."
Hearing this, Yang Jun nodded and said, "Hey, my godfather is not as good as you. I didn't expect that you know your godmother best."
"Of course, we are all women after all."
"Actually, I have prepared a lot of flowers for your godmother..."
…
Yang Jun and Yang Chengliu chatted for a long time.
Through this chat, Yang Jun discovered that Yang Chengliu turned out to be a perfectionist.
He is the kind of person who pursues perfection most and would rather break than bend.
Just like what happened in Peng Sanwan.
It's not that she has deep feelings for Peng Sanwan, but that she just wants to give an explanation to this relationship.
The more she behaves like this, the less Yang Jun dares to let her out.
With her temperament, she will definitely do something dangerous again after she comes out.
Yang Jun did not dare to take this risk and could only continue to lock her up.
After returning from the suburbs, Yang Jun immediately asked Shitou to go to the suburbs to bring back all the flowers in the warehouse.
That night, Yang Jun took Yi Qiushui back to the villa for the first time.
The old courtyard house was setting up a banquet venue, and he just wanted to surprise Yi Qiushui tomorrow.
During dinner, Yang Jun noticed that Wang Yuying kept a straight face and kept rolling her eyes when looking at him.
Yang Jun also knew why she was angry and had no intention of talking to her to avoid being upset.
"I'm full, you eat slowly."
Wang Yuying's expression made her feel very uncomfortable. Yi Qiushui finished her meal as quickly as possible and prepared to go back upstairs to rest.
When Yi Qiushui stood up, she touched him deliberately and kept winking at him, signaling him to hurry up and go upstairs.
Yang Jun nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
If he dared to stand up at this time, the intended intention would be too obvious, and Wang Yuying would have to scold him like crazy.
At this time, only Yang Jun and Wang Yuying were left at the table, and their son Yang Chengdao had just been snatched away by his mother.
"Your uncle called today and said that his and your aunt's pensions were suddenly suspended. Do you know about this?"
As soon as Yi Qiushui left, Wang Yuying couldn't wait to ask.
Yang Jun was startled when he heard this.
It suddenly occurred to me that it must be Yang Laosi’s fault.
My uncle and aunt used to work in a steel rolling mill and retired two years ago. They also received dozens of dollars in pension every month. Although the money was not much, it was enough for them to spend.
Half of their pensions are paid by the state and half by the company. Now that the pension is stopped, it must be Yang Laosi's idea.
Yang Jun remembered what Yi Qiushui had said to him yesterday, saying that the fourth child had taken action.
Presumably this was the revenge taken by the fourth child.
"Mom, didn't my uncle cut ties with our family? Why are we still in contact with him?" Yang Jun asked.
"Don't worry about this for now. I'm just going to ask you if you know about the suspension of your uncle's pension?" Wang Yuying said.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing Voldemort protecting his uncle like this, Yang Jun was also speechless.
"Mom, I have so many big things to take care of every day, do you think a small thing like pension should be taken care of by me?"
Wang Yuying was stunned by the question, relaxed for a moment, and then said: "Didn't you ask someone to stop sending hair?"
When Yang Jun heard this, his face suddenly darkened.
"Mom, do you think I am such a villain who will take revenge?"
Faced with Yang Jun's questioning, Wang Yuying's eyes dodge a few times.
"Mom, that's not what I meant. I mean... could you help me ask why your uncle and aunt's pensions were stopped?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he sneered.
Just because the pensions are too large, these old men and women have nothing to do and are looking for trouble every day.
If pensions are stopped, will they still be so free?
Yang Jun came from a later generation. He didn't like the old men and women who crowded the bus in the morning and squirmed in the square at night. In order to squeeze the bus and compete for seats, they did everything they could to get a seat. They were miserable and forced others to give up their seats.
In the supermarket, I sprinted for 100 meters to grab free eggs.
There was also square dancing, which he was even more disgusted with. It was a bunch of old men and women with out-of-shape figures. Can you tell me how good you look when you twist your butt?
In fact, he is not disgusted with square dancing, he is just disgusted with people who do square dancing.
People have to go to work tomorrow, how can you not be annoying when you are twisting and dancing at night, completely ignoring other people's feelings?
My uncle and aunt are that kind of people. If they didn't have the pension, would they dare to say something like severing the relationship?
Remember, when they first came back from the northwest, they didn’t have a place to stay or food to eat. Isn’t that the time to ask for help?
Look at it now, threatening to sever ties at every turn, as if no one cares about being a relative with you.
If it weren't for Wang Yuying, a maniac who was obsessed with the ground, Yang Jun wouldn't have pinched them with his eyes at all.
"Mom, I'm busy with big things every day, but you ask me to take care of this kind of thing?"
"Bah, you're too busy."
Wang Yuying rolled her eyes: "You lie down there every day, either fishing or drinking tea. Tell me, what are you busy with?"
"Mom, you can't say that. Even though I sleep, fish and drink tea every day, that's my job."
"Bah, don't you blush when you say this?"
"Mom, you've never worked before, so you don't understand. That's one of the ways I work."
Yang Jun said earnestly: "I have been here like this for so many years, but my official position is getting higher and higher, which means that I have done a very good job, which is recognized. I don't blame you if you don't understand this.
Please don’t doubt my work attitude.”
When Wang Yuying heard this, she shook her head speechlessly.
She couldn't understand how Yang Jun worked. He could do a good job just by lying there, sleeping, drinking tea and fishing every day.
In her opinion, a good cadre should take the lead and work conscientiously. Why is it different from what Yang Jun said?
However, I have to admit that Yang Jun's working method is indeed very effective. Over the years, his official position has been getting higher and higher, and his future is bright.
"You are being unreasonable. If I don't tell you so much, I will ask you, do you care about your uncle's affairs?" Wang Yuying said.
Yang Jun put down his bowl and chopsticks and said solemnly: "You can take care of it if you want me to, but you must agree to one condition."
"What conditions?"
Yang Jun: "He must come to your door to apologize and kowtow to you to make amends, otherwise there will be no need to discuss anything."
"This...isn't this too embarrassing?" Wang Yuying frowned.
"I've put forward the conditions, and it's up to him whether he does it or not."
"Jun'er, actually your uncle and I were just joking around. What he said were all angry words. Don't take it seriously..."
"Mom, you are my mother and I am your son. I can't watch my mother being insulted with my own eyes, even if that person is my uncle."
Yang Jun interrupted her and said: "Since he dares to say that, he doesn't take you seriously. He looks down on you and looks down on me. When have our old Yang family been looked down upon?"
At this time, Yang Jun pushed the bowl and chopsticks away, stood up and said,
"Mom, to tell you the truth, if uncle doesn't come and kowtow to apologize, I'm afraid it won't just be about suspending the pension."
"Although I did not do this, I support it."
When Wang Yuying heard this, she looked embarrassed.
"Jun'er, he's not an outsider. He's your uncle. There's no need to do that."
"Mom, that's it. Tell your uncle what I said. If he doesn't come and kowtow to apologize, his son will lose his job next."
"Jun'er..."
Yang Jun waved his hand and walked straight out of the restaurant.
the next morning.
People living in Jiuyuan rushed to Yang Jun's old courtyard house.
Today is Yi Qiushui's 40th birthday, and everyone came to celebrate her birthday.
Yang Jun went to the old house early in the morning. When he arrived, Shitou, Yang Chengwu and others were setting up the venue.
The three courtyards at the front and back are all filled with flowers, and auspicious red lanterns are hung under the eaves. There are seven or eight tables in the middle of the courtyard, four in the front courtyard and four in the middle courtyard.
The people who arranged the venue were all Yang Jun's godsons, goddaughters, and their families. It was a rare birthday for Yi Qiushui, and everyone spontaneously came over to help.
"Lucky, you idiot, don't you know that the peach of longevity is in the middle?" Yang Chengwu said.
When Sun Zhaocai heard this, he turned around and glared: "Lao Wu, if you have the ability, say it again. Do you believe I will crush your balls?"
"Come on, come on, I don't know whose balls I'm going to crush."
Sun Zhaocai and Yang Chengwu were born to be happy enemies. Every time they met, they would fight each other and never give in to each other.
"You are so stupid, you coward." Sun Zhaocai scolded.
"Idiot, why do you blame me if you can't catch up?"
Although Yang Chengwu was called Fifth Master outside, he was only afraid of the idiot Sun Zhaocai.
The two have known each other for almost ten years and have fought for ten years, but they have never defeated Sun Zhaocai once.
"Brother-in-law, help me catch him."
Sun Zhaocai suddenly shouted to Ding Erzhu.
Ding Erzhu was placing flowers at the door. Hearing this, he suddenly turned around and picked up Yang Chengwu.
Yang Chengwu was like a rooster that was suddenly pinched by the neck and crowed, and his voice was instantly silenced.
His small body looked like a chicken next to Ding Erzhu, who weighed more than 300 kilograms.
"I don't accept your lack of martial ethics."
Yang Chengwu kept struggling.
No matter how hard Yang Chengwu, the monkey king, struggles, he can't escape the grasp of Ding Erzhu, the Tathagata.
"Haha, do we brothers have anything like Wude?"
Sun Zhaocai grabbed Yang Chengliu with his huge body and pushed him against the wall.
"Boy, do you accept it?"
"Brother Zhaocai, I'm convinced, I'm convinced, my brother is really convinced."
Sun Zhaocai raised his fist as big as a casserole, intending to take action after hearing his dissatisfaction. Unexpectedly, Yang Chengwu suddenly gave in, and he didn't know what to do.
"No, try again."
"Brother, can't you do it after I surrender?" Yang Chengwu quickly begged for mercy.
"It's not this. Are you convinced again?"
Sun Zhaocai never lowered his fist.
"Brother, I'm not stupid. Am I not looking for a beating?"
Yang Chengwu is more tactful, a good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, Sun Zhaocai is enough for him, let alone Ding Erzhu next to him.
Who knows that Ding Erzhu is his brother-in-law, and his martial arts value is not inferior to that of Sun Zhaocai.
"Bah, you think I won't beat you if you don't tell me?"
After Sun Zhaocai finished speaking, he raised his fist and prepared to fight.
"Have you had enough trouble?"
Yang Jun happened to come over at this time. Seeing this, he quickly stopped him.
"Oh, godfather, you are my savior. Please let me put me down."
Seeing Yang Jun, Yang Chengwu was overjoyed and looked at Sun Zhaocai with provocative eyes.
Haha, godfather is here, look at you, a fool like you, and you still dare to do something stupid.
Yang Jun glared at him: "Tell me, are you cheap? Why provoke him if you can't beat him?"
"Yes, yes, I won't dare to do it next time."
Yang Jun turned back to Sun Zhaocai and said, "Okay, put him down."
Sun Zhaocai frowned and looked at Yang Jun.
He didn't say this, and now he was holding fire in his heart.
"Uncle Yang, this is what you asked me to let him down."
"I said, how do you treat me..."
Before Yang Jun could finish speaking, he saw a parabola passing in front of his eyes.
