Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 296 Find me a band-aid
In the backyard, there is an Eight Immortals table.

There is a statue of Guan Gong on the table. There are three animal sacrifices in front of the table. There is an incense burner in the middle and two candles are lit next to it.

Everyone's expressions were solemn, and no one dared to speak nonsense.

Yang Jun stood on the right side of Mazhanshan, with his hands hanging down, waiting quietly.

At this time, Mazhanshan's apprentice poured white wine into two large white bowls and placed them on the tray.

Yang Jun looked back and saw that in addition to two large bowls of white wine, there was also a sharp dagger on the tray.

Mazhanshan I lifted up my sleeves, took the dagger and slashed my arm. A bloodstain suddenly appeared on my bronze arm. Although the bloodstain was not big, blood bubbles were already bubbling out.

Ma Zhanshan didn't even frown, as if the knife was cutting someone else.

He dropped a few drops of blood into each of the two bowls, and then handed the dagger to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun took the dagger. Although he was panicking, he still followed the example and made a cut on his left arm.

Perhaps because of his rough skin and thick flesh, or because of his weak hand strength, the wound was not deep. He pressed the wound with his hand and squeezed a few drops.

At this time, the two of them were holding bowls and kneeling in front of the statue of Guan Gong.

Ma Zhanshan said loudly: "Today, I, Ma Zhanshan, and Yang Jun have become brothers of the opposite sex. We share blessings and share hardships. If you break your oath, you will not die easily."

Yang Jun was stunned when he heard this. He thought he would say something like not asking to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but asking to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. He didn't expect that the process of sworn sworn vows would be so simple.

He didn't know what to say, so he had to follow Ma Zhanshan's words,

"I, Yang Jun, and Ma Zhanshan have become brothers of the opposite sex. We share blessings and share hardships. If we break our oath, we will die with three swords and six holes."

After saying that, the two looked at each other and drank.

"Big brother!"

"Brother!"

The two called each other, then laughed.

"Licheng!"

Ma Zhanshan's apprentice shouted loudly.

Then, the two of them helped each other stand up from the ground, and Ma Wumei quickly came over to bandage their wounds.

This girl had prepared bandages in advance.

He saw three strokes, five divided by two, and bandaged Ma Zhanshan's wound in an instant.

It's Yang Jun's turn.

Ma Wumei blinked at him with big eyes and whispered,
"Uncle Master, you don't need to bandage anymore, right?"

Yang Jun heard this and looked down.

is not that right?

Since the wound was shallow and no longer bleeding, there was no need to bandage it at all.

When Yang Jun heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

He looked at the people around him. If people knew that his wound was no longer bleeding, it would appear that he was not sincere in his sworn vows. So he rolled his eyes and threatened Ma Wu Mei,

"Hurry up and bandage it for me, be careful I'll put on your little shoes later."

"Pfft!"

Ma Wumei couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"Uncle, you don't need a bandage at all. It's such a hot day, and you're not afraid of covering up prickly heat?"

Ma Wumei shrugged her shoulders and said with suppressed laughter.

"You girl, why are you running away? You can just find me a band-aid..."

Seeing Ma Wumei running away, Yang Jun could only shake his head and sigh helplessly.

Ma Zhanshan called all his disciples together, and then Su Rong said,
"From now on, Yang Jun is your uncle. From now on, you will respect him as much as you respect me. You are not allowed to do anything to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, otherwise you will be kicked out of the master with three swords and six holes."

"Yes, Master."

All the disciples said in unison.

"Okay, everyone, come over and meet Uncle Master."

After Ma Zhanshan finished speaking, he let Yang Jun take the main seat, and he sat down next to him. The two of them waited for the disciples to come over to greet them.

At this time, Ma Zhanshan's apprentices stood in a row and came over one by one.

The first person who came to greet me was the man in his 40s.

"I have seen Uncle Master."

The man cupped his fists.

"Yeah." Yang Jun smiled and nodded.

"Brother, this is my eldest disciple Wan Cheng."

Yang Jun nodded and signaled to Ma Juzi behind him.

Ma Juzi quickly took out a red envelope from his handbag and handed it over.

When a junior gives a gift to an elder, the elder needs to give a red envelope, so he is not called "Master-Uncle" for nothing.

The red envelopes were folded by women Ma Xiangxiu and Yi Qiushui last night using red paper. Each red envelope contained 20 yuan.

In fact, at that time, Yang Jun wanted to put five yuan into each red envelope, but Yi Qiushui insisted on putting in 20 yuan.

It is said that Yang Jun's identity is different now, so he can't be too stingy in his actions. What's more, Yang Jun will have to rely on these nephews to help him in the steel rolling mill, so he can't be stingy.

When they were giving out red envelopes, Ma Xiangxiu, Zhou Miaomiao and Zhao Hongmei looked at each red envelope worth 20 yuan, their eyes were red and they were very envious.

20 yuan is enough for a person's monthly income. Zhao Hongmei's income is still 18 yuan a month, and Ma Xiangxiu's is not much, only a little over 20 yuan.

Yang Jun's move was a month's salary, which really made them envious for a while.

And there were fifty red envelopes like this at once, and the small amount of 1000 yuan was gone.

"Thank you, uncle." Wan Cheng thanked him loudly.

Later, another apprentice came over to greet Yang Jun.

"This is my second apprentice Jiang Li." Ma Zhanshan introduced.

"..."

"This is the third disciple Yuan Nong."

……

Until Ma Wumei came to greet her, she heard Ma Zhanshan say,
"This is your niece Ma Wumei. She ranks fifth among the disciples, so she is usually called the fifth girl." "Hello, uncle." Ma Wumei called out sweetly.

"Okay!" Yang Jun responded cheerfully.

Then he took a red envelope from the table and handed it over.

Ma Wumei took the red envelope, rolled her eyes, and blurted out,
"Uncle, we are the first to know each other, so we are destined to be together. Shouldn't you give your niece an extra red envelope?"

Ma Wumei had just seen the red envelopes from several of her senior brothers. Each red envelope was worth 20 yuan, but she made a group of senior brothers look at her with envy. At this time, she took advantage of her early acquaintance with Yang Jun and deliberately asked for an extra red envelope.

Ma Zhanshan saw this and wanted to scold Ma Wumei.

But Yang Jun stopped him, and then took another red envelope and handed it to her with a smile.

"For the sake of you changing your name to my uncle, I'll give you an extra red envelope."

"Thank you, uncle."

Ma Wumei took the red envelope, gave a sweet cry, and then stepped aside happily.

This scene made everyone jealous. Two red envelopes represented two months' salary. This money was enough for the family's living expenses for half a year. This shows Yang Jun's love for Ma Wumei.

Although everyone is jealous.

However, no one was embarrassed to ask for two red envelopes like Ma Wumei.

Everyone knows that Ma Wumei is the daughter of the master and one of the few female apprentices among the many brothers. Therefore, everyone usually takes good care of her and lets her do everything.

Mazhanshan has a total of 43 apprentices, three of whom are female, and the others are male. The oldest is 41 years old, and the youngest is eighteen.

Perhaps because of his age, Ma Zhanshan has stopped accepting apprentices in recent years.

Others open schools and take on apprentices just to earn some tuition fees to support their families.

But Mazhanshan is different.

He really raised these apprentices as his sons. Although he usually paid some tuition fees, he gave more subsidies to his apprentices.

If any apprentice was unable to pay the tuition, he would waive it with a wave of his hand, or if any apprentice encountered difficulties at home, he would also generously provide unconditional financial support.

Over time, all the savings he earned from brewing wine over the years were invested.

If he continues to accept apprentices, he will probably make more disciples.

Therefore, his disciples were very grateful to him and respected him just like a biological son to his father. As long as Ma Zhanshan said a word, they would go through fire and sea without even frowning.

Last night, when Ma Zhanshan gave five job quotas to the apprentices who had no jobs, they were extremely moved.

The master was so kind to them. So far, he was still thinking about their livelihood. They were moved by him from the bottom of their hearts.

Of course, they are also very grateful to Yang Jun. Since Ma Zhanshan and Yang Jun met, thirteen brothers have been arranged to join the factory.

Therefore, when they call Yang Jun uncle, they do so from the bottom of their hearts and willingly.

After the disciples finished their ceremony, everyone dispersed.

Several female apprentices went to the kitchen to work on the meals, while the other apprentices went to the front yard to show off their fists. It had been a long time since everyone had been together, and people in twos and threes began to compete with each other with fists and kicks.

Yang Jun and Ma Zhanshan drank tea for a while in the backyard and chatted with nothing.

From time to time, cheers came from the front yard, and the applause of the disciples rose and fell.

"Brother, let's go and see these monkeys."

Ma Zhanshan felt itchy in his heart when he saw his apprentices having so much fun, so he immediately invited Yang Jun to the front yard.

"Okay, big brother."

In fact, Yang Jun had long wanted to go watch the fun, but he had never been embarrassed to say it due to human feelings.

The two came to the front yard.

The disciples gathered in a circle and watched the two people in the middle compete with each other.

Yang Jun and Ma Zhanshan did not crowd with them, but stood on the steps under the eaves and watched.

There were two people competing in the field. One was Ma Zhanshan's disciple Wan Cheng, and the other was Ma Juzi.

As soon as Yang Jun saw that the person who ended up was Ma Juzi, he knew that this kid's hands and feet were itchy again.

Usually, Ma Juzi and Yang Anguo practice wrestling in the yard whenever they have nothing to do. They lose and win, but Ma Juzi wins more often.

Yang Anguo relied on his strength to be stronger than Ma Juzi, thinking that "one force can defeat ten groups", and defeated Ma Juzi with his superior strength.

But Ma Juzi is very smart. He knows his own weaknesses as well as his strengths. He never competes with Yang Anguo for strength. He moves flexibly during the competition, looking for opportunities to strike.

The two people in the field now don't know each other well. Both sides don't dare to take action rashly, and they keep wandering around to test each other.

Wan Cheng is a middle-aged man who is only 1.7 meters tall and has a very strong body. Although he is past middle age and has gained weight, his movements are very flexible and he keeps testing Ma Juzi with punches and kicks.

Ma Juzi had great advantages in both height and age. Facing Wan Cheng who kept wandering around, he did not rush to take action. Instead, he waited and watched what happened, moving with Wan Cheng's body.

Everyone could see very clearly that if this continued, Wan Cheng's physical exertion would definitely be greater. By then, without Ma Juzi taking action, he would be paralyzed from exhaustion.

"Elder brother, come on."

"Brother Wan, attack him."

At this time, the people watching the excitement were all worried about Wan Cheng and urged him to take the initiative to attack.

After hearing everyone's constant urging, Wan Cheng seemed to be confused. He saw the opportunity and kicked Ma Juzi in the lower body.

When Ma Juzi saw that he had finally taken action, a smile appeared on his lips, and he did not hide, preparing to resist the kick.

Just when Wan Cheng's foot kicked Ma Juzi, Ma Juzi instantly grabbed his arms, then threw Wan Cheng sideways over his shoulder, knocking Wan Cheng to the ground.

Wan Cheng was lying on the ground, not upset about losing, and there seemed to be a look of relief on his face.

After middle age, physical strength and energy decline significantly. In his 40s, he is no longer a young man in his 20s. In addition, after so many years of running around for life, his boxing and kicking skills have long been abandoned and lost to Ma. Ju Zi is expected.

"I lost." Wan Cheng sat on the ground and said with a smile.

"Brother Wan, I'm sorry."

Ma Juzi hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and pulled him up from the ground. He kept apologizing and patted the dust off his body.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jun was very satisfied with Ma Juzi's decent performance.

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