Yang Jun went for a walk on the street early in the morning with his hands behind his back.
Now that the weather is hot, he is too lazy to exercise.
We walked around three streets and had breakfast at a snack shop.
After coming out, he packed a pound of fried dough sticks and wandered home.
In fact, there is no shortage of these things at home, but Yang Jun likes the feeling of buying breakfast from outside and going home.
To be honest, the breakfast at home is much better than the one outside.
You can make any kind of breakfast, and it's much more delicious than the ones cooked outside, but other people's food will always taste better than your own.
At home, the cook from the State Guesthouse is guarded, and he is envious of other people's meals.
Just like married people, even though they have a fairy-like wife at home, they always feel that other women are more beautiful.
People have this kind of curiosity. The unknown and the things they don’t have are the best.
Yang Jun walked towards Pengyuan with a cigarette in his mouth and a bundle of fried dough sticks.
Behind him were two men, Sun Zhaocai and Ding Erzhu.
These two guys were wearing vests, large trousers, and slippers on their feet, looking like scoundrels.
The two of them were eating fried dough sticks while following Yang Jun at a short distance.
Arriving at the gate, Yang Jun suddenly found a person nestling under the wall at the gate.
The man was dressed like a beggar, his whole body was slovenly, his face was pale, his whole body was weak, and he was lying weakly at the base of the wall.
The way he breathes out a lot and takes in little air makes people feel like he will die if touched.
Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, then looked at the guard at the door.
The guard gestured at him, and Yang Jun immediately knew who this person was.
He didn't know what method Yang Mingxuan used to keep running back again and again.
With no money and being sick, he could still return to Sijiu City in such a short period of time.
Because of this ability, Yang Jun had to look at him highly.
Yang Jun lit a cigarette and looked curiously at Yang Mingxuan in front of him.
"What are you looking at? Do you believe that I am relying on you?"
When Yang Mingxuan saw someone looking at him, he waved his hand impatiently.
When Yang Jun heard this, his eyes suddenly flashed with light.
Not to mention, his voice is loud and confident, and he doesn't look like he has uremia at all.
When Yang Jun heard this, he was not angry and squatted down next to him.
He took out his cigarettes, pulled one out and handed it to him.
"Want one?"
Yang Mingxuan rolled his eyes, and then his eyes fell on the fried dough sticks in Yang Jun's hand.
"If you're serious about it, why don't you have one?"
After that, he added: "I haven't eaten for two days."
When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately became interested.
He threw away the cigarette, then took out a softer dough stick and handed it over.
When the man saw him, he immediately became energetic.
He got up from the ground, grabbed the fried dough sticks, and started eating them in big mouthfuls.
He ignored the mud on his hands and wolfed it down without any image.
It can be seen that he is indeed hungry.
"One more."
In less than a few breaths, a fried dough stick was completely destroyed by him.
Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, but he still took out another one and gave it to him.
"Brother, how did you end up like this?" Yang Jun asked calmly.
Yang Mingxuan is in his forties and under fifty. Perhaps because he was born in a rural area, he looks like he is a generation older than Yang Jun.
To say that he is a generation older is actually not an exaggeration at all.
If we talk about it from Yang Qingxiang's side, Yang Jun still has to call him uncle.
However, it is obvious that Yang Mingxuan does not know Yang Jun.
Yang Jun looked sloppy and wore slippers, giving him a very ordinary look.
"What, you look down on me?"
Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
You are already like this, and your temper is still so high.
"Let me tell you, even though I am Guan Yu walking around Maicheng now, it won't be long before I can eat well and drink spicy food."
"Oh, why do you say that?" Yang Jun asked curiously.
Yang Mingxuan stuffed the remaining fried dough sticks into his mouth and pointed at the door behind him.
"Did you see that my niece lives here? Do you think I can continue to be like this?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
Then, a feeling of anger came over me.
This is treating him as a cash cow.
No wonder he said this with confidence. It turned out that he was preparing to blackmail himself.
Fortunately, Yang Mingxuan didn't know who he was.
Yang Jun pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "That's right, this family looks like they are rich, and they must be able to afford three melons and two dates."
After saying that, Yang Jun pretended to be ignorant again.
"You said your niece is so rich, then why don't you go in?" Yang Jun asked knowingly.
"Huh, don't mention it."
When Yang Mingxuan heard this, he looked angry.
Without Yang Jun's consent, he took out another fried dough stick and ate it.
"Little brother, to be honest, my niece has lost her parents since she was a child. It was me, my uncle, who raised her like shit. Now that he is rich, he doesn't care about the life or death of my biological uncle.
I came all the way to find her, not to mention repaying my kindness, but you can’t let me into the house, right?”
"Little brother, can you tell me there is such an ungrateful person?"
Yang Jun nodded: "Well, your niece did go a bit too far."
"It's not just excessive, there is something even more outrageous than this. Not only did she not let me into the house, but she also had me thrown hundreds of kilometers away. It's really repaying kindness with hatred."
"Well, it's indeed too much. It's really ungrateful." Yang Jun agreed.
"Hey, little brother, we are close friends. Today I will chat with you about how I raised my niece."
While talking, Yang Mingxuan drank another fried dough stick.
Before he could reach out for it, Yang Jun gave him all the remaining fried dough sticks.
"Thanks, little brother."
"You're welcome, it's a piece of cake."
Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "I like to listen to stories, so you should tell me how you raised your niece."
"Well... where to start?"
Yang Mingxuan's eating speed has obviously slowed down. He ate too many fried dough sticks and was so stuffed.
"Let's start with how you came here from hundreds of kilometers away." Yang Jun reminded with a smile.
"Hey, don't mention it. I almost died in order to come back."
Yang Mingxuan said: "My niece didn't want to acknowledge me and didn't tell anyone. She even had someone deliberately drive me hundreds of kilometers away and drop me off. She thought I couldn't come back without money?"
"Humph, you underestimate me."
"Then how did you come back?" Yang Jun urged.
He also wanted to know how Yang Mingxuan came back when he had no money and was sick.
"Hey, how can we come back? We can just stop the car."
As he spoke, Yang Mingxuan had a look of sadness and anger on his face.
"In order to come back, I was almost treated as a cheat. If others hadn't seen me looking like I was dying, they wouldn't have brought me back."
When Yang Jun heard this, he looked like he was suddenly enlightened.
He put himself in Yang Mingxuan's shoes and thought about whether he could return to the city when he was penniless and sick.
He thought about it again, and it was really difficult to handle.
But bad people have bad ways.
Only by touching porcelain did people bring him back 'willingly'.
Yang Jun guessed that not only did he have someone bring him back for free, he might also have extorted a lot of money.
"Brother, look at your face... are you sick?" Yang Jun pretended to be concerned.
Speaking of this, Yang Mingxuan immediately lost his appetite.
He said dejectedly: "Little brother, to be honest, I am terminally ill and my days are numbered."
"Oh, what a pity. What disease do you...have?"
Yang Jun pretended to be concerned.
"Uraemia."
"Tsk, what a pity."
Yang Jun pretended to feel sorry.
"Brother, I understand. You don't have money to be hospitalized, so why are you here to blackmail your niece?"
When Yang Mingxuan heard this, his face turned red.
Then he frowned and said: "What is blackmail? Is it called blackmail to ask your niece for money?"
"Besides, I don't want it in vain. I want to get back the support I've paid to her over the past few decades."
When Yang Jun heard this, he sneered in his heart.
Yes, you don’t call this blackmail, this is robbery, it’s bandit logic.
Seeing that Yang Jun was silent, Yang Mingxuan continued: "Hey, it doesn't matter whether I have this terminal illness or not. I don't want to waste that money. I just want to blackmail... get back the alimony and send it back to my wife and children.
It’s like leaving some life-saving money for their mothers.”
As he spoke, Yang Mingxuan looked lonely.
It can be seen that this guy is still the head of the Gu family.
When he was about to die, he still wanted to leave some way out for his wife and children, so it was not in vain.
"But... I see that this family seems to have a good background. If you can't even get in, how can you get back the alimony?" Yang Jun asked.
"snort."
When Yang Mingxuan heard this, he turned back towards the door and snorted coldly.
"If you can't get alimony, then you will die here. Seeing as this family is a decent person, they definitely don't want to make the matter a big deal. When the time comes, they will take the initiative to send money to my wife and children."
Yang Jun heard this and expressed his deep agreement.
"It's true. A toad crawling on your feet is disgusting even if it doesn't bite."
Seeing Yang Mingxuan's angry eyes, Yang Jun quickly said: "Brother, this example I gave is a bit inappropriate, but that's the truth."
"After all, it's a human life, and the family has to pay even if they don't want to."
When Yang Mingxuan heard this, his expression softened.
"Humph, that's what I planned."
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Yang Jun also felt a headache.
In fact, he had ten thousand ways to punish Yang Mingxuan, but he didn't want to do that.
Now that he has both fame and fortune, he has everything he wants. Once a person reaches a high level of danger, he will cherish feathers even more.
Yang Jun would not take extreme measures unless necessary.
So, he thought briefly, then raised his head and said,
"Brother, let me ask you something."
"I heard that you promised your niece a marriage before, but it didn't happen in the end?"
"Well, there is such a thing, what's wrong?" Yang Mingxuan looked at him in surprise.
Yang Jun changed his position and let his legs, which had been squatting for a long time, move.
"Brother, let me give you an idea."
"How about I pay the child support on her behalf, and then you write me a receipt or something to show that you have promised your niece to me and will never owe me anything again. Do you think that's okay?"
When Yang Mingxuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
"You want to marry Yang Qingxiang?"
"Well, can't it?"
Yang Mingxuan looked back at the door behind him, and then said: "It's not impossible, I feel like that girl is already married. If I betroth her to you again, wouldn't it be worth the loss?"
Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Don't worry about this first. As for how I argue with this family, it's none of your business."
"Let me ask you, do you want to do this business?"
When Yang Mingxuan heard this, he felt a little moved.
After thinking for a moment, he raised his head and asked, "How much money can you offer?"
"How much do you want?" Yang Jun asked.
Yang Mingxuan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised two fingers.
"Two hundred, not even one cent less."
When Yang Jun heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
At this moment, he wanted to laugh.
But for the sake of the overall situation, he could only endure it.
Yang Qingxiang was only worth two hundred yuan. I was really shocked.
However, this price can be regarded as a big deal for the lion.
In rural areas, sometimes a prime-age laborer could not earn so much money even after working hard for a year.
Therefore, from Yang Mingxuan's perspective, he felt that two hundred yuan was a lot.
"No more two hundred, I'll give you five hundred."
Yang Jun said: "There is an ugly saying before. After taking this money, you can't pester your niece anymore, because your niece has been sold to me by you. Can you do this?"
"no sooner said than done."
Yang Mingxuan patted his chest and said: "The spitting of the old men is a nail. As long as I get the money, I will immediately buy a ticket to go back to my hometown."
When Yang Jun heard this, he looked at him thoughtfully.
For a dying old man like Yang Mingxuan, there was no credit at all. However, Yang Jun was willing to use the five hundred yuan to buy it out, which could be regarded as repaying Yang Qingxiang's kindness in raising him for so many years.
but……
If Yang Mingxuan still comes to blackmail someone after taking the money, then I'm sorry.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yang Jun turned around and winked at Ding Erzhu who was eating fried dough sticks.
Seeing this, Ding Erzhu stuffed the uneaten fried dough sticks into Sun Zhaocai's arms, rubbed his oily hands on his big pants, and walked over with a grin on his face.
He looked around and saw that everything around him was empty.
So, I looked at the wall on the roadside again.
Suddenly he took action with all his strength, and then a burst of smoke filled the air, and he made a big hole in the wall.
This scene made Yang Mingxuan tremble with shock, and even Yang Jun couldn't help but be frightened by Ding Erzhu's combat power.
"See, if you go back on your word, you will end up like this wall." Yang Jun warned.
When Yang Mingxuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to react.
"No...I won't. I will never regret it."
"Don't worry, after I get the money, I will buy a ticket and go home directly."
After Yang Jun heard this, he stood up and patted the dust on his butt.
"I hope you will do what you say."
After saying that, he put his hands in his trouser pockets, and with a thought, there was a wad of bills in his hands.
Yang Jun counted out 500 yuan and gave it to him, then asked the guard to bring a pen and paper, and asked him to write a note on the spot similar to a deed of betrayal.
Looking at the crooked words on the paper, Yang Jun waved his hand.
"you can go now."
Yang Mingxuan, who was counting the banknotes, smiled when he heard this.
"Brother, no... My eldest niece and son-in-law are so happy. Don't worry, I will do what I say and I will never come here again."
"roll!"
Yang Jun was very unhappy when he called him his niece and son-in-law.
Even if Yi Qiushui's uncle came, he would not dare to call him that, let alone the uncle of a concubine.
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving."
After saying that, Yang Mingxuan put the money in his pocket and walked away.
After he left, Yang Jun turned back and waved to the guard.
"Follow him and see if he goes to the station."
The guard responded and then followed.
After the guard left, Yang Jun breathed a sigh of relief.
I turned around to go home. When I turned my head, I saw the big hole in the wall.
Suddenly shouted: "Check, check for me."
"Find out the profiteer who cuts corners and make sure I don't dig his shit out."
When Sun Zhaocai and Ding Erzhu heard this, their necks shrank in fright, and their squirming cheeks immediately stopped moving.
Back to the backyard.
Yang Jun went directly to the restaurant.
Everyone else in the family was there except for the two children who had gone to school.
After Yang Jun sat down, he waved his hand to signal them to eat.
There is an unwritten rule in the family, that is, no one is allowed to use chopsticks unless Yang Jun, the head of the family, is present.
When everyone saw this, they all used their chopsticks.
Yang Jun sat there, glanced at everyone on the table, and then fixed his gaze on Yang Qingxiang.
"From today on, you are mine."
When everyone heard this, they were shocked at first, and then they all laughed.
Yang Qingxiang pointed at herself: "Old Yang, are you talking about me?"
"Have I not been yours for a long time?"
After Yang Qingxiang finished speaking, all the girls laughed.
They looked at Yang Jun teasingly.
"Lao Yang, you went out for a walk and your brain was broken when you came back? Hasn't sister Qingxiang been yours a long time ago?" Huang Yani said.
"More than Qingxiang, none of us sitting here is yours." Nalan Qingmeng said while feeding the child.
"I think Lao Yang is confused. He has already given birth to a litter of children. Is it interesting that he still talks like this?" Meng Wenya said.
When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes.
Without explaining, he took out the deed of sale that Yang Mingxuan had just written and slapped it on the table.
Meng Wenya, who was sitting next to him, took the note and looked at it, then laughed.
He handed the note directly to Huang Yani and said with a smile: "Sister Qingxiang is really sold out again."
In the past few days, everyone knew about Uncle Yang Qingxiang. The women got together and talked about everything. Everyone knew that Yang Qingxiang’s uncle who sold her came to Sijiu City and blocked the door of her house.
Blackmail is coming.
"Bring it to me quickly."
Huang Yani heard this, grabbed the note, took a look at it, and then laughed.
"Haha, now sister Qingxiang is really Lao Yang's."
"Let me see, let me see." Nalan Qingmeng directly snatched the deed of sale.
Sure enough, after she glanced at Meng Wenya and Huang Yani and read the note, she burst out laughing.
Yang Qingxiang was puzzled by their laughter. She blushed and stretched out her hand: "What are you writing? Why are you laughing?"
Nalan Qingmeng handed the note to her: "See it for yourself."
Yang Qingxiang took the note with a blushing face, took a look at it, and her face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
It has Yang Mingxuan's crooked self-writing on it, as well as signatures and handprints.
It clearly states that Yang Qingxiang was betrothed to Yang Jun, the amount of betrothal gifts received, etc.
"Oh, this is so embarrassing."
Yang Qingxiang's face turned red with embarrassment, she rolled up a ball of paper and prepared to tear it up.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't move."
Yang Jun stood up, grabbed the note from her hand, spread it out and flattened it.
"This is a certificate of prostitution, I have to keep it well."
Yang Qingxiang: "Old Yang, why do you keep this? I...am I not yours yet?"
Yang Jun put the deed of sale into his pocket and said with a smile: "That's different. This is a certificate, a symbol of ownership. I have to keep it. If you don't obey in the future, I will sell you."
give others."
When Yang Qingxiang heard this, she waved her pink fist at him across the table.
"you dare?"
Yang Jun smiled and said: "Don't threaten me. Not only can I sell you, but I can also sell it at a good price."
When everyone heard this, they laughed again.
Everyone knew that Yang Jun was joking and no one would take him seriously.
"If you really sell me, then sell me and the child together." Yang Qingxiang said coquettishly.
Yang Jun tilted his head, pretending to think seriously.
"Um...what a great idea. Buy one and get two free. It will definitely be popular."
"Lao Yang, you are going to die."
Yang Qingxiang's face turned red with embarrassment.
Seeing Yang Qingxiang and Yang Jun flirting, several other women looked envious.
"Lao Yang, how about I also write you a deed of betrayal?"
Huang Yani said: "Although my parents are gone, I can write it myself."
When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes.
"Haha, what kind of fun are you having?"
Huang Yani said coquettishly: "Just tell me whether you will accept it or not."
Yang Jun smiled slightly when he heard this.
He already understood why Huang Yani did this.
She and Yang Qingxiang have the same status. They are not the women Yang Jun has married. They are on the wrong side legally and morally, so she wants to sell herself to Yang Jun like Yang Qingxiang did.
It's a bit of romance between each other.
"Sure, no problem."
Yang Jun squinted his eyes and looked at her lovingly.
"However, your price cannot be too high, I'm afraid I won't be able to afford it."
Huang Yani's face turned red when she heard this.
"No money, I'll sell it to you for free."
Yang Jun said with a straight face: "As the saying goes, you can buy good goods cheaply, but I don't want them if they cost nothing."
"Hate."
Huang Yani punched him angrily: "Okay, since you like expensive things, then I will offer a higher price and sell you bankrupt."
"Make any price, I have plenty of money." Yang Jun said with a smile.
Afterwards, Huang Yani found pen and paper and wrote down her deed of betrayal on the spot.
When Yang Jun saw the price she offered, he felt a black line.
"Ahem... I really can't afford this. I'll ask your sister Qiu Shui for pocket money later."
"Hate."
"Ha ha!"
"Lao Yang, I want to sell it to you too."
"I also want."
Afterwards, all the women clamored to sell themselves to Yang Jun.
Yang Jun waved his hand, indicating that he would not refuse anyone who came.
On the spot, several women wrote a deed of sale and offered a price that Yang Jun could not afford.
It's not that Yang Jun can't afford it, but that he really can't count the series of circles behind it.
These women also followed suit.
But both of them understood that this was just a small episode they had only seen.
This kind of interlude can enhance their feelings for each other and help them find a sense of belonging.
