Siheyuan: A domineering life

winter solstice.

After lunch, Yang Jun went to visit his old mother at the ancestral hall in the suburbs.

After going there, I found that my mother and Wang Yuping were making dumplings, and they insisted on keeping Yang Jun for dinner.

Yang Jun found that his mother and Wang Yuping got along very well, and they were like sisters.

Wang Yuping changed her usual slovenly image and wore clean clothes. She was in good spirits and had a little blush on her face. It looked like she was well fed by Wang Yuying.

The old man had a smile on his face and was very satisfied with his current life. He had worked hard for decades to raise his three children without enjoying any of their blessings. He worked as a cow and horse all his life, and finally enjoyed the blessings of strangers.

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This kind of happiness came so suddenly that it still feels unreal to her. She is on tenterhooks every day for fear that this kind of happiness will suddenly disappear. After living in the ancestral hall for half a month, she gradually relaxed and relaxed.

Wang Yuying treated her very well, like a biological sister, no,

She is her biological sister. No matter what delicious food or nice clothes she wears, she keeps them close to her. There are twenty or thirty guards and nannies waiting on her at the ancestral hall. Yang Jun sends people to deliver daily necessities every now and then.

Even the gods are envious of her, and there is nothing she is dissatisfied with.

"Yang...Mr. Yang."

Seeing Yang Jun's arrival, old man Wang Yuping felt a little uneasy.

During this period of time, through communicating with Wang Yuying, she had learned the identity of Yang Jun. This was the celebrity who appeared in the newspapers on TV every day. She knew that she could live such a good life today because of this person. When she saw Yang Jun today, she

She became a little nervous for no reason.

The old man was making dumplings, his hands still stained with flour, standing there awkwardly.

Seeing that her legs and feet were inconvenient, Yang Jun quickly stepped forward to help her stabilize.

"Aunt Wang, you can just call me Jun'er like my mother. There's no need to be so polite."

Wang Yuying: "Yes, Ping Zi, Jun'er is not an outsider, so there is no need to be so embarrassed."

Wang Yuping: "But, she is...the big leader..."

"What happened to the senior leader? The senior leader is also your junior." Wang Yuying rolled her eyes.

"Aunt Wang, my mother is right. I am the leader and also your junior. If you are my sister, you are my elder. You can just call me Jun'er from now on." Yang Jun.

"Is...is this good?"

The old man looked at Wang Yuying uneasily.

"Just call me Jun'er. There's nothing wrong with it." After Wang Yuying finished speaking, she touched her and said, "Hurry up and sit down to make dumplings. Let Jun'er accompany us to celebrate the winter solstice tonight."

"Jun'er, please help me too."

"Okay, Mom, I'm going to wash my hands first."

Afterwards, Yang Jun went to the bathroom inside to wash his hands.

When he came out, he saw his aunt Bao Suna was there.

"The army is here."

Bao Suna took the initiative to greet Yang Jun, with a smile on her face.

"Aunt."

Yang Jun shouted, then moved a stool and sat on the edge to make dumplings.

"I saw your car coming just now, so I came over to say hello and offer your dad some incense. It's the winter solstice after all."

Although my uncle is no longer here, my aunt still comes over to offer incense sticks to Yang Jun's father, Yang Gui, during festivals. The Wang family's ancestral hall is right next to the Yang family's ancestral hall. The two families live very close to each other, and my aunt's family often comes here.

Drop by.

The Wang family was able to build an ancestral hall and live a good life now, all thanks to Yang Jun. Therefore, my aunt and others often came to worship Yang Gui. Although these things were done to curry favor with Yang Jun, Yang Jun did not say anything.

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"Yes, if your aunt didn't tell me, I almost forgot."

Just as Yang Jun was about to start making dumplings, he was stopped by Wang Yuying.

"Today is the winter solstice, go and offer incense to your father and the ancestors of the Yang family."

When Yang Jun heard this, he quickly stood up.

"Okay, Auntie, Aunt Wang, you guys are chatting, I'll go and put some incense sticks on my dad first."

The Winter Solstice is a festival for worshiping ancestors. At this time, every household must go to worship, burn some paper money, offer tributes, and pray for the blessings of their ancestors.

Although it is a bit superstitious, this kind of culture has existed since ancient times, and Yang Jun is also devoted to it.

When he arrived at the gatehouse, Yang Jun took a shovel from the warehouse and then went to the ancestral cemetery behind the ancestral hall.

Twenty guards and twenty nannies are arranged to take care of the ancestral hall all year round. There is no need to deliberately take care of it, but Yang Jun still symbolically added a few handfuls of fresh soil to his father's grave, which meant to tell his ancestors

Your descendants have come to worship you.

Yang Jun swung the shovel a few times and then felt a little sweaty.

So he unbuttoned his shirt, rolled up his sleeves and stood there with his hands on his hips.

"Dad, I'm here to see you."

Looking at the huge cemetery with only his father's grave, Yang Jun felt that his father was a little lonely.

The cold wind blew from the north, and the empty cemetery made a whining sound, which seemed to be responding to Yang Jun's words.

Yang Jun slammed the shovel in his hand on the ground, then knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully.

After kowtowing, Yang Jun stood up, patted the dirt on his knees, and sat on the steps next to his father's grave.

Lighting a cigarette, he also lit one for his father.

"dad……"

Yang Jun was just about to chat with his father for a few more words, when he looked up and saw his aunt Bao Suna walking towards him, and he quickly fell silent.

"Jun'er, I'll come over and offer incense to your father."

Bao Suna smiled and greeted Yang Jun from a distance.

When Yang Jun heard this, he felt sad.

My aunt's performance was too poor. She didn't come early or late to worship. She didn't come to worship until she came. This was obviously done for her own benefit.

He knew full well that his aunt was fawning over him, but he didn't expose it.

"Auntie, you are interested."

Yang Jun stood up and gave his seat to her.

My aunt put down the bamboo basket in her hand, took out candles and paper money from it, first lit the candles, and then burned the paper money. After that, she stood up and bowed, which was regarded as worship.

"Brother-in-law, I came to see you on behalf of Yuxian. Don't think I'm not polite enough."

While talking, Bao Suna glanced at Yang Jun secretly, and saw that Yang Jun was just smoking there, so she continued: "Yuxian went to find you over there. You two can meet up with me, if you can."

, please take more care of Yuxian, he is not familiar with the place, I am afraid that he will be bullied."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After finishing speaking, he glanced at Yang Jun again.

"With you taking care of Yuxian over there, I have nothing to worry about. Yuxian is relieved. He closed his eyes and kicked off his feet and left. What will happen to us orphans and widowed mothers?"

"The family has lost its backbone... Hey, where is Jun'er?"

Bao Suna also wanted to say something about the difficulty of life for orphans and widowed mothers. She glanced out of the corner of her eyes and saw that Yang Jun had left without knowing when.

Seeing Yang Jun's back disappearing around the corner of the ancestral hall, Bao Suna couldn't help but sigh.

He turned around, looked at Yang Gui's tombstone, and murmured: "What will we do when we are orphans and widowed mothers?"

"Brother-in-law, if you have a spirit in heaven, please give Jun'er a dream and ask them to help us."

By the way, Yang Jun returned to the front and helped his mother make dumplings without mentioning anything about his aunt.

It would have been better if they had flattered them earlier. For the sake of their relatives, Yang Jun would help them.

Unlike before, I always felt that it was only natural for Yang Jun to help them. They were like creditors, and Yang Jun was the debtor. The Yang family would always have unpaid debts, which also caused Yang Jun to feel bad for their family.

dissatisfied.

"Meet your aunt?"

Wang Yuying was wrapping dumplings and asked suddenly.

"Um."

Yang Jun responded lightly.

"Your aunt didn't say anything to you?"

Can Wang Yuying not understand Bao Suna's intentions? There is no reason for a brother-in-law and a daughter-in-law to worship their brother-in-law.

She also knew Bao Suna's purpose of doing this.

If her brother Wang Yuxian was still alive in the past, she might have persuaded Yang Jun to help them, but with her brother gone, her only thought in this world was gone, and she would naturally not be able to do anything to force her son again.

Fortunately, Wang Yuping is still with her now. Although this sister has no blood relationship, it also gives her a lot of inner comfort.

"Said."

Yang Jun still looked calm and calm, and then said quietly: "I am chatting with my dad and I have no time to talk to me."

"Pfft!"

When Wang Yuying heard this, she laughed.

"Your aunt must be complaining to your dad, right?"

"Haha!" Yang Jun smiled and said so.

"Hey... if your aunt had been as smart as she is now, she wouldn't be living like this."

When Yang Jun heard this, he still had his usual smile on his face.

"Without your help, their family would have been unable to survive long ago."

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

After finishing speaking, I felt that this explanation was a bit far-fetched, so I continued: "Even if there is assistance, it is my private money."

"Yes, yes, your private money and the money you spent on lining matchboxes haven't been spent yet." Yang Jun teased.

"You brat, if you dare to use your mother to play cymbals with me, you deserve a slap, don't you?"

When Wang Yuying heard this, she feigned anger and raised her hand to slap Yang Jun.

Yang Jun didn't dodge, he just smiled with a cigarette in his mouth.

He guessed that his mother was just trying to scare him and would not actually take action.

He guessed correctly that Wang Yuying was reluctant to hit him, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she snatched the cigarette from his mouth and threw it to the ground.

"You still smoke when making dumplings, and you're not afraid of the ash falling into the flour?"

"It doesn't matter if it falls out, I'll eat it myself." Yang Jun.

"Have you finished eating?"

"I'll save it for next meal."

Seeing the scene where Wang Yuying, mother and son Wang Yuying and Yang Jun were getting along warmly, Wang Yuping's face was filled with envy.

She also gave birth to three children, but none of them were as good as Yang Jun. The children were so unfilial that she never enjoyed a single day's blessings. Even after so many days since she was taken here, she still hasn't seen her.

Those unfilial children should ask her questions, wishing they could get rid of her as a burden as soon as possible.

Wang Yuping felt sad when she thought of her unfilial children.

"Sister, you have a good son."

When Wang Yuying heard this, her face was filled with smiles.

"Yes, Jun'er is quite filial, but... when you make someone angry, you can also make them half-dead."

Although Wang Yuying said she was dissatisfied with Yang Jun, the expression on her face showed that she was very satisfied with her son.

Her son is not only promising, but also filial, and she has nothing to be dissatisfied about.

"Hey, there is no child that my mother doesn't have to worry about." Wang Yuping.

"Jun'er has never let me worry about it. He joined the army after graduating from high school at the age of seventeen. Since then, I haven't let me worry about it. He can get to where he is today because of his own hard work.

As a result, as a mother, I couldn’t help at all, it’s really..." Wang Yuying.

"Suna, why don't you go back and make dumplings quickly and don't want to eat them tonight?"

Wang Yuying suddenly changed the subject and saw Bao Suna walking towards this side.

"Hey, I... I'll say a few words to Jun'er and then go back to make dumplings."

Aunt Bao Suna came over here with a bamboo basket in her hand.

"What are you talking about? The children are all back today and are waiting to eat dumplings. You should go back and make dumplings quickly." Wang Yuying.

When Yang Jun heard the sound, he didn't look up and continued busy making dumplings.

My mother's attitude has changed so much that she no longer helps her aunt and her family.

After her uncle passed away, she no longer cared so much about her uncle's family. Instead, she now focused all her thoughts on her sister Wang Yuping.

Upon hearing what Wang Yuying said, Bao Suna, who originally wanted to come over to curry favor with Yang Jun, had no choice but to give up.

She is also a person with self-respect, not to mention the elders, who ask her to look down and flatter the younger ones, which she cannot do.

"Okay, eldest sister, I'll go back and make dumplings for the children first."

Bao Suna stood at the door and glanced at Yang Jun, her mouth opened and closed, and finally left sadly.

"Why!"

After she left, Wang Yuying couldn't help but sigh.

"After your uncle left, your aunt's mind became brighter than before. Now she knows it's too late to flatter her."

Yang Jun smiled and said: "It's not that she has become smart, but that she has been forced to be smart by life."

"You talk more and don't make arrangements for your elders." Wang Yuying glared at him.

After that, he glanced at Wang Yuping and said with a doting look on his face: "Jun'er, from now on you have to honor your aunt, do you hear me?"

"I got it, Mom."

Yang Jun smiled bitterly after hearing this.

Although this aunt has no blood relationship with him, he feels that Wang Yuping is very kind, at least better than his uncle's family.

Yang Jun thought, as long as she can bring happiness and warmth to her mother, it is not impossible for me to recognize this aunt.

In the evening, Yang Jun stayed to eat dumplings.

After eating, he returned to the city.

When the car was about to enter the house, a figure suddenly appeared from the side and stopped his car.

Fortunately, Sun Zhaocai's posture skills were excellent, otherwise he would have had to send this person away.

"You are looking for death...Mr. Li."

The irritable Sun Zhaocai stuck his head out of the window. Just as he was about to scold him, he realized that the man was Li Tiezhu, an old comrade of Yang Jun. He immediately changed his tone.

Li Tiezhu didn't care at all that Sun Zhaocai was speaking harshly to him. Instead, he lay down in front of Yang Jun's car window and banged on the window desperately.

"Lao Yang, Lao Yang, please help me."

"Lao Yang, you must help me. You are the only one who can help me now."

When Yang Jun, who was sitting in the car, heard this, a black line appeared on his head.

Seeing Li Tiezhu banging on his car window and yelling outside the window, he could only roll down the window helplessly.

"I didn't know today is the winter solstice, why are you rushing to mourn me?"