Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 327 I can’t have this evil beast anymore

"Uncle Ma, your hands must be steady. One strike will kill you."

Yang Jun kept urging Ma Sanpao to end the evil beast Ma Juzi's life with a knife.

The other people were also shocked by Yang Jun's operation. They stepped back one after another for fear of splattering themselves with blood.

"Jun...junzi, listen to me, this...this knife..."

Ma Sanpao was so frightened that he dropped the kitchen knife on the ground and was speechless.

"Oh, I got it."

Yang Jun looked like he suddenly realized something, stretched out his hand, and pulled out a short gun from his waist.

"Crack!" The bullet was loaded.

"Uncle Ma, if you don't like the speed of the knife, use this."

Yang Jun thrust the May [-]th pistol into his hand, and then made a hook shape with his fingers.

"Yes, just like me, with a flick of the finger, out of sight and out of mind, I can be immediately relieved. How wonderful."

Everyone was shocked by Yang Jun's operation, especially Ma Sanpao, who was even more panicked.

He just wanted to teach Ma Juzi a lesson, and didn't really want to kill him.

This is good, the duck has been caught up in the fight, and he can no longer get off the stage.

Holding the gun in his hand, his two arms were fighting, his body was covered in chaff, and his mouth was trembling.

"Clap!"

I don’t know how long it took before I heard the sound of a gun falling to the ground.

Ma Sanpao held Yang Jun's arm with both hands and said: "Jun...junzi, I don't want his life, I just...just want to give him a beating to vent my anger."

"A beating is not enough. A disobedient beast like this should be shot. Come on, take it and continue."

Yang Jun picked up the gun and put it in his hand with a smile.

"No... no more fighting, that's enough, that's enough."

"Really enough?"

"enough."

"Sure?"

"Very sure."

Ma Sanpao personally inserted the gun into Yang Jun's waistband and kept nodding his head: "That's enough, let this matter go. I will never mention it again."

After Ma Sanpao finished speaking, his whole body was like a deflated balloon. He collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily.

Everyone saw that Ma Sanpao's anger had subsided and smiles appeared on their faces.

At this time, they understood Yang Jun's intention. If Yang Jun hadn't used this method to provoke him, this matter might not have ended.

At this time, everyone went about their business as if nothing had happened.

Zhou Miaomiao's tears fell, and she helped Ma Juzi into the house distressedly.

Yang Jun squatted next to Ma Sanpao, took out a cigarette from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, and lit it for him himself.

Looking at Ma Sanpao's trembling lips, Yang Jun knew that he needed time to digest it all.

"Uncle Ma, tell me that you have come all the way to drink your grandson's full-moon wine. This is a happy event. Why do you have to make yourself so embarrassed? It makes everyone unhappy."

"This bastard didn't even tell his family about such a big thing as getting married. Junzi, if it were you, how could you not get angry?"

Ma Sanpao's chest heaved up and down with anger, and he glared fiercely at Ma Juzi's room.

Yang Jun also felt the same.

Ma Sanpao was right, no one could stand such anger.

The child he had raised with so much hard work for decades would end up guarding him like a thief. Anyone else would be heartbroken.

"Uncle Ma, please calm down. Aren't Ma Juzi afraid that you wouldn't agree to this marriage, so he decided to cut it off first and then announce it later."

At this time, Yang Dong came over smoking a pipe.

He squatted next to Ma Sanpao, made eye contact with Yang Jun, and said hello.

"San Pao, Jun Zi is right, calm down, don't get angry to the point of breaking your body."

"It's not up to the mother to let the children grow up. At your age, how long can you control them? They have to live their own lives in the future. They know whether the shoes fit properly or not. They wear them on their own feet."

Ma Sanpao didn't say anything, maybe because he wasn't used to smoking. He took off the tobacco pot from his waist, dug hard into the bag containing the tobacco leaves a few times, and then pressed it down with his thumb.

Yang Jun quickly lit the fire for him and comforted him: "Uncle Ma, now the deal is done, you might as well just help them, right?"

Ma Sanpao's eyes were red, and a layer of crystal tears appeared in his eyes.

"Bah! Hah!"

Ma Sanpao was smoking a dry cigarette and suddenly cried loudly.

"I don't blame him for finding a widow, but this scoundrel treats me as an outsider. He doesn't tell me or his mother about such a big thing as getting married. I have raised a white-eyed wolf for so many years."

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that a person as old as Ma Sanpao would feel as aggrieved as a child.

However, think carefully.

If you blame yourself for others, I would definitely not forgive you easily.

Just imagine, he worked so hard to raise his child. In order for his son to have a good future, he worked hard and helped him find a job in the city, but in the end, because he didn't There was no understanding, no communication, and the son secretly got married without telling his father. How could this not make him sad?

However, think carefully.

It was obvious which of the two things would be more harmful to him, the concealed marriage or the marriage to a widow.

His son married the widow, what else could he say?
He could only choose to bless the fact that could not be changed.

But Ma Juzi's hidden marriage was a huge blow to him. He could forgive Ma Juzi for marrying the widow, but he couldn't forgive his son for deceiving him about the marriage.

"Okay, Sanpao, calm down. For the sake of Xiangxiu giving birth to a big fat boy, I won't bother with Juzi anymore."

Second uncle Yang Dong patted him on the back and helped him calm down.

Hearing Ma Sanpao's cry, everyone stuck their heads out, but quickly retracted.

At this time, Zhou Miaomiao came over.

She knelt down in front of Ma Sanpao and cried: "Dad, if you want to blame, blame me. Ju Zi is a good person and a responsible man. If you still don't feel relieved, just hit me."

Ma Sanpao's eyes were red, he wiped his tears with his sleeve, and opened and closed his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Zhou Miaomiao didn't wait for him to speak, then continued,
"I guess you are reluctant to hit me because...because...I am now pregnant with the blood of your Ma family."

After Zhou Miaomiao finished speaking, her face turned red and she covered her face with her hands.

"You...are you telling the truth? You already have Ju Zi's flesh and blood?"

Ma Sanpao stood up excitedly and looked at Zhou Miaomiao nervously.

"Ok!"

Zhou Miaomiao responded softly and turned her face sideways.

"Good good."

The thunderous sound of Ma San Pao sounded in the yard. He walked back and forth a few times, and then said with a serious face,

"I recognize you as my daughter-in-law, but don't let me forgive you so easily."

"what?"

Everyone looked at Ma Sanpao in shock.

I don’t know what this old guy’s logic is. If he doesn’t have a son, how can he have a daughter-in-law?

Now it's okay, this old guy doesn't want his son anymore.

Afterwards, everyone laughed, knowing that Ma Sanpao was still angry with Ma Juzi.That night.

Everyone held a dinner.

A group of people were divided into two tables and sat in the courtyard eating and drinking.

There are a few men at one table, and a table for women and children.

Since Ma Xiangxiu was in confinement, she did not participate.

room.

Ma Juzi sat there silently like a good baby.

"Brother, thank you."

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Ma Juzi said in a low voice.

Yang Jun glanced at Ma Sanpao, patted the guy on his waist, and said with a smile,

"Aren't you afraid that your father is being serious?"

Ma Juzi was stunned for a moment, but quickly shook his head and said,
"As long as my brother is here, everything will be fine."

Yang Jun smiled, didn't say anything, just took out his gun, pulled out the magazine and flashed it.

In fact, when Yang Jun took out the gun, he had already used his spatial awareness to remove the bullet. Otherwise, he would not have given the gun to Ma Sanpao with confidence and boldness.

If that old guy was really angry and hooked his fingers, then his sin would be huge.

"I'm just telling you, brother, you will definitely not harm me."

Ma Juzi said as if he was surviving a disaster.

Yang Jun put the gun back into his waist, then raised the corner of his mouth and asked with squinted eyes,

"That kitchen knife is real."

"what?"

When Ma Juzi heard this, his neck shrank, he quickly lowered his head and stopped talking.

Putting aside the matter of Ma Juzi, the atmosphere at the table was still good.

Ma Sanpao and Yang Dong were like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and kept talking about what they saw and heard along the way.

Seeing that the two of them were chatting enthusiastically, Yang Jun didn't want to disturb them, so he drank with Yang Anguo and the others.

That night, Ma Sanpao and Yang Dong stayed in the west wing of Yang Jun's house.

Early the next morning.

Yang Jun came back from running outside and was about to practice kicking piles, but found Ma Sanpao making breakfast in the kitchen.

"Hey, Uncle Ma, why are you cooking today?"

Ma Sanpao heard Yang Jun talking to him and walked out of the kitchen. He held a piece of dough in his hand and kneaded it into the shape of an animal. He said with a smile,
"I thought that if you are used to Xiangxiu's cooking, you would definitely not be used to eating other people's food. I wanted to let you have a taste of my cooking."

When Yang Jun heard this, he realized that it was really the case.

If you are used to the food cooked by Ma Xiangxiu, the food cooked by Zhao Hongmei and Zhou Miaomiao will not be that delicious.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Uncle Ma."

"You're very welcome. Dinner will be ready in half an hour."

"Okay, Uncle Ma."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he went to practice kicking piles.

In fact, there was another reason why Ma Sanpao came to cook in person.

His daughter-in-law Zhou Miaomiao was pregnant, and he didn't want his daughter Ma Xiangxiu to lose her job, so he could only come over to replace her for a few days.

However, this is all human nature.

Most parents think about their children.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of kicking sounds made Ma Sanpao's mouth open in shock.

Seeing Yang Jun kicking the steel pile one after another without knowing the pain, Ma Sanpao's heartbeat jumped with the "bang bang" sound.

While kneading the dough, he looked up from time to time to watch Yang Jun kick the pile.

After kneading a piece of dough, he immediately went back to get another one, leaning on the door frame and looking at Yang Jun intently.

I drop a good boy.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have known that Yang Jun had this ability.

Normally, when he saw Yang Jun fair and frail, he thought he was just an ordinary cadre. Unexpectedly, his eyes were opened today.

He thought that his son Ma Juzi was already powerful enough, but he didn't expect that Yang Jun was the one who really kept his secrets. I'm afraid that his three sons combined wouldn't be enough for Yang Jun to kick him.

Ma Sanpao lamented that in addition to good luck, strength was probably more important for Yang Jun to be in his current position.

After Yang Jun finished kicking the stakes, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, and after changing into a new set of clothes, Yi Qiushui, Yang Laosi, and second uncle Yang Dong all got up.

After a few people washed up, they sat down to eat together.

Ma Sanpao originally wanted to go to the yard next door to eat, but his second uncle asked him to stay.

Breakfast is steamed buns and rice porridge.

But the steamed buns were not ordinary steamed buns. They were steamed buns processed by Ma Sanpao into various animal shapes, which made Yi Qiushui and Yang Laosi yell non-stop.

"Sister-in-law, look, this is a little rabbit." Yang Laosi exclaimed.

"Yes, do you think I'm a goat?"

This kind of bun is most popular among women and children. Yang Laosi fell in love with this kind of bun immediately. She kept playing with it in her hand and couldn't bear to eat it.

Yi Qiushui was the same, biting into the bun in small bites, looking cautious.

Seeing this scene, Ma Sanpao nodded with a smile on his lips. It seemed that his efforts all morning were not in vain.

"Uncle Ma, that's good. With your skills, you can open a restaurant."

Yang Jun lost no time in offering a cheap flattery.

What do chefs care about most?
That's an affirmation of his cooking skills.

"Your Uncle Ma's craftsmanship is unparalleled. In my hometown, there are eight neighboring villages. As long as his name is mentioned, everyone will give him a thumbs up."

Yang Dong explained with a smile beside him.

"I can't do it anymore, old man, I can't do it anymore. Now all that work is left to my eldest son." Ma Sanpao's old face suddenly became happy when he heard everyone praising his craftsmanship.

Ma Sanpao's craftsmanship is truly impressive. Not only are the buns beautiful in appearance, but the fillings are also very flavorful. Although they are filled with beans, the taste is no worse than those stuffed with meat.

"Uncle Ma, at noon, I will ask the secretary to bring you some ingredients. How about you show your skills to everyone in the evening?" Yang Jun said.

"Okay, no problem. I'll let you try some authentic hometown food then."

When Ma Sanpao heard this, he patted his chest and said it was no problem.

After eating, Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui went to work.

When he was about to get into the car, Ma Sanpao had a dry pipe in his mouth and stared at Ma Juzi with an unkind look on his face.

"You bastard, drive your brother properly. If you dare to do anything random, see if I don't break your legs."

"Da, I know."

When Ma Juzi heard this, he shrank his neck in fright, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped out quickly.

(End of this chapter)