Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 180 Aunt Yi is gone

The car drove to a deserted place.

Yang Jun took out one hundred catties of fine noodles and one hundred catties of stick noodles from the space.

The white noodles were reserved for the main banquet on the wedding day, and the stick noodles were reserved for those who helped during those days.

He believed that these two hundred grains plus the dozens of kilograms of grain he took home a few days ago would be enough.

As for the ingredients, he has already prepared them in the space. He just needs to take them out one day in advance.

Return to the Nanluoguxiang courtyard.

Yang Jun looked at the new clothes he had just changed into this morning and wondered whether he should move the food himself.

After pondering for a while, he decided to go back to the yard to shake people.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he and Yan Jiecheng met him head-on.

"You're absent from work again, so you're not afraid of having your wages deducted?" Yang Jun said with a smile.

"Hey, brother Junzi, how dare I miss work? Yu Li is pregnant, and now the whole family relies on my salary to support the family. I asked for leave today."

Yan Jiecheng was a little nervous when he saw Yang Jun, so he quickly took out his production cigarettes and handed one to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun took the cigarette and clamped it to his ear, took out his own Chinese cigarette and handed it over.

He couldn't get used to smoking cigarettes that cost eight cents a pack.

"Congratulations, you are going to be a father. You have some conscience and know how to take time off to take care of your wife."

"Hey, why am I asking for leave for her? My aunt died last night, and she doesn't have any children. Why don't I ask for leave to help out at home?"

Yan Jiecheng smiled bitterly.

Yang Jun was startled when he heard this and asked: "Auntie is gone?"

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he quickly explained,

"Brother Junzi, I'm sorry. It was a slip of the tongue. It's not Auntie, but Auntie Yi."

Yang Jun knew that he didn't mean it. The eldest mother Yan Jiecheng mentioned was Yi Wang, who was Yi Zhonghai's wife.

Although he moved out of the courtyard, he is still the eldest son of this courtyard. And when Yan Jiecheng said that the eldest mother was gone, didn't he mean that Yi Qiushui was gone?
However, he didn't care about this. After all, after calling him "Auntie" for so many years, it was difficult to change his name for a while.

Yang Jun waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to worry about this.

"Why not?"

Yan Jiecheng looked at Yang Jun and hesitated to tell the reason.

Yang Jun's eyes widened: "Could it be that you killed him?"

Yang Jun was joking and deliberately trying to scare him.

"Brother Junzi, you can't make this joke. If it was really me who killed him, would I still be standing here now?"

After Yan Jiecheng finished speaking, he looked at Yang Jun again, and then continued,

"Ever since Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang did what they did, Auntie became mentally disturbed. At first, she was fine and not serious. But later, her mental state became worse and worse, to the point where she didn't even recognize anyone. It’s getting to the point where she’s acting crazy every day, and she went to the countryside to join her niece some time ago.”

"She was fine at first, but who would have thought that she sneaked out of the house while her niece was working in the fields, fell into the pond and drowned. No, her niece sent Aunt Wang back to the yard overnight."

After hearing what happened to Aunt Yi, Yang Jun lamented that things are unpredictable.

He, Yang Jun, also bears some responsibility for Aunt Yi's death today.

If he hadn't been bent on bringing down Yi Zhonghai, he wouldn't have exposed the scandal that had been buried for many years. If Aunt Wang didn't know about the scandal between Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang, she might not have gone insane or lost her mind. Got into a pond and drowned.

Yang Jun felt a trace of guilt in his heart, and silently said sorry to Aunt Wang in his heart.

but.

He did not regret doing these things. In the end, it was all Yi Zhonghai's fault.

If Yi Zhonghai hadn't deliberately bullied the Yang family for so many years, Yang Mei was suppressed everywhere in the steel rolling mill, and had repeatedly blocked Yang Mei's promotion, he would not have taken action against Yi Zhonghai.

In the final analysis, Yi Zhonghai is to blame for all this.

He couldn't, he could just watch others bullying his family and remain indifferent.

Yang Jun looked towards the direction of the middle courtyard, and then said to Yan Jiecheng,

"Help me carry the food in the car back. I'll go to Aunt Yi's house to have a look."

After Yang Jun finished giving instructions to Yan Jiecheng, he entered the middle courtyard alone.

As we approached the middle courtyard, we heard the sound of crying.

There were many people surrounding Yi Zhonghai's door.

The aunts in the yard were trying to persuade a middle-aged woman who was crying bitterly.

The middle-aged woman, who was in her 30s, was wearing a white mourning dress. There were three children beside her who were also wearing mourning clothes.

The four of them knelt before the spirit and cried bitterly.

The men in the courtyard stood in the courtyard discussing the funeral arrangements. Yang Jun walked over and nodded to them, then walked to the mourning hall.

Worshiping the dead is a serious matter.

Yang Jun stood at the door, tidied his clothes, and then walked in with a solemn expression.

The living room was cleared out and used as a mourning hall.

There was a small hard bed in the middle, and Aunt Yi was lying quietly on it. Her face was covered with a piece of burning paper, and her current appearance could not be seen.

At this moment, she was lying on it with her head facing outward. There was a horse table beside the bed, with a long burning lamp lit on it. The candle flame flickered, and sparks popped out from time to time.

Yang Jun stood still and bowed respectfully three times.

The dead are the greatest, and this is the respect that should be paid to the dead.

No matter what, the moment she closed her eyes, the feud between the two families was settled.

After worshiping.

Yang Jun came to the yard.

Most of the people in the yard are on leave today.When the second uncle Liu Haizhong saw Yang Jun coming out, he led everyone to greet him.

"Junzi, I knew the factory was busy, so I originally planned to inform you tomorrow, but who would have thought, you came here today."

"Second uncle, if I hadn't gone home by the way, I wouldn't have known that such a thing had happened."

The third uncle had thick eyes, his small eyes were half-closed, and he looked sad.

"My sister-in-law is a good person. If it weren't for the stupid things Lao Yi did, how could she have ended up like this?"

"My sister-in-law is indeed a good person. She never quarrels with others and treats others kindly. Who would have thought... ah..."

When it comes to Mrs. Yi Wang, everyone says she is a rare good person in the yard.

The second uncle and the third uncle looked at each other, and they came over together to pull Yang Jun aside and whispered.

"Junzi, you are the eldest man in the courtyard. Please tell me how to deal with Wang Yi's funeral."

Yang Jun was stunned and did not react.

"Just do whatever you have to do."

The second uncle thought for a moment, pointed at the middle-aged woman who was crying bitterly in the mourning hall and said,
"That is the old sister-in-law's niece Gu Dani. She is the only relative of the old sister-in-law. Now her husband is gone and she is raising three children to live alone. She can't even eat enough now. How can she have money to pay for the funeral?"

The second uncle Liu Haizhong and the third uncle Yan Bugui exchanged glances and then said,

"I have discussed with Lao Yan and are planning to hold a hospital-wide meeting tonight so that everyone can show their kindness and collect some money to send the old sister-in-law away. Junzi, look at this..."

Yang Jun said: "Then I'll do as you say and let the people in the courtyard raise some money. After all, we live in the same courtyard and we can't let outsiders see the jokes in our courtyard."

Third uncle: "Yes, yes, Junzi is right. My old sister-in-law has no children, and that Gu Dani is a woman. If we, the uncles, don't make decisions for her, who can make decisions for her?"

Second uncle: "Okay, it's settled. I'll call a meeting for the big workers in the evening."

Yang Jun took out two large black fish sheets from his arms and handed them to the third uncle.

"Second uncle, third uncle, I won't come over to the meeting tonight. This is a little thought from our family. Please keep it first."

If the money is handed over to the third uncle, Yang Jun can rest assured.

Although the third uncle is a scheming person, he can remember every account clearly. He is responsible for all the affairs in the yard, and he has never made any mistakes.

The second uncle and the third uncle saw this and gave a thumbs up.

"Junzi, the situation is bad."

20 yuan is already a lot of money, it can even be said to be a huge sum of money.

Especially when the third uncle saw that Yang Jun was so generous, his eyelids jumped.

His monthly salary was only 27 yuan, but Yang Jun's hand was worth more than half of his monthly salary. He looked at it proudly and shuddered.

The funeral process for city people is to bury the body for three days, then cremate it, and then send it directly to the cemetery after burning.

A cemetery costs about tens of yuan, and a better one only costs more than 100 yuan.

Tonight's fundraising meeting, according to past standards, is estimated to raise about 60 yuan, 40 yuan to buy a cemetery, and the remaining 20 yuan can also host a few decent banquets.

Yang Jun and everyone stood in the yard chatting for a while, and then went back to the backyard.

As soon as they arrived in the backyard, they found Wang Yuying moving furniture alone.

The house has been renovated, and Wang Yuying is alone at home, moving the furniture back little by little.

Yang Jun originally wanted to throw away these old furniture and buy new ones, but he knew Wang Yuying too well. If he dared to say this, he would definitely be scolded.

Today, Yang Liu and He Yuyu went to the street to go through the relevant procedures for enlisting in the army, and Wang Yuying had no time to take care of Yang Huai.

At this time, Yang Huai saw that no one was paying attention to him, and he knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing. While he kowtowed, he howled a few words.

Yang Jun was a little confused by his operation, so he stood behind him calmly and watched for a while.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.

This scene was too familiar. He had seen someone doing this in the middle courtyard just now.

At Aunt Wang's mourning hall, all the children worshiping in the courtyard performed this grand ceremony.

Yang Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he quickly pulled him up from the ground and patted the dust on his body.

"You are not allowed to do this action in the future, do you hear me?"

He took out a handful of White Rabbit toffee from his pocket and put it into his pocket, then took a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Big pot, let me make one for you."

Yang Huai had candy in his mouth and his speech was slurred.

As he spoke, he struggled down to kowtow to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun had black lines all over his head and patted his butt several times.

Not to mention, it feels pretty good.

Soft, with a hint of warmth.

"Mom, the fifth child is not young anymore. Don't let him wear crotchless pants."

Yang Jun said to Wang Yuying who was moving furniture.

"He can wear these clothes for another year, but he won't be allowed to wear crotchless pants next year."

"Mom, I'm already four years old. If I wear crotchless pants again, I'll be laughed at."

When Wang Yuying heard this, she rolled her eyes at him and said in a bad tone: "It's free to buy new clothes? Will you buy them for me?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately laughed.

He had been waiting for Wang Yuying's words for a long time.

He took out 300 yuan and some cloth coupons from his pocket, and handed them over with a playful smile.

"Now, I keep what I say, and you must also keep what you say. Stop wearing crotchless pants for me."

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(End of this chapter)