Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 486 Tang Monk’s meat, everyone wants to take a bite

Yang Jun knew exactly what Banggeng had in mind.

I just want to find myself a stepfather or wild father.

In the original play, even though he tried every means to oppose Qin Huairu and Shazhu being together, it did not mean that he was opposed to Qin Huairu remarrying in his heart.

He knew in his heart what kind of life his family was living.

Now Qin Huairu has no job, and the whole family relies on his salary, which is 27 and a half yuan a month. Although he is not hungry, who doesn't want to make his family's life better.

Especially for someone like him who replaced his mother in the factory. Although the job of sweeping the floor was not tiring, it was a shameless job. Besides, he was a young man who couldn't keep doing the job of sweeping the floor. He would not marry someone in the future. Wife?

At present, the only opportunity he can seize is to hug Yang Jun's thigh tightly.

Once he climbs into Yang Jun, or something happens between Qin Huairu and Yang Jun, then he will no longer have to look at others to live his life.

Bangge’s wishful thinking was good, but Yang Jun just wasn’t fooled.

Banggeng rushed to recognize his father. If it were anyone else, he would have agreed immediately, but who is Yang Jun? He is a very picky master. What kind of woman he wants to find cannot be found, so he has to become a A repairman who unclogs sewer pipes?
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That night.

After Yang Jun finished dinner, he went out alone.

Today, the situation was different from last time. Yang Jun didn't bring anyone with him and went to the appointment alone.

When he arrived at the courtyard, Yang Jun found a jeep parked there. He knew at a glance that the kingdom had arrived early.

After parking the car, Yang Jun took out the two bottles of wine he had prepared from the space and went in.

"Hey, Brother Junzi, you're here. I was just about to go out to greet you."

As soon as he entered the door, Zhong Yuemin greeted him.

He said polite words, but kept his eyes on the two bottles of wine in Yang Jun's hand.

"You have a big face, I'm here to bring you the gospel."

Yang Jun half-joked and handed over the two bottles of wine wrapped in newspapers.

Zhong Yuemin took it with a smile, the smile on his face wrinkled.

"Brother Junzi understands me. If you don't come again, I won't be able to finish the meal."

"Young man, take it easy, if I remember correctly, you've already had four bottles this month."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes.

This kind of medicinal wine is so powerful that it only requires a bottle cap. If Zhong Yuemin drinks it like this, something will happen sooner or later.

"Hehe, I can't help it, my brother has a good appetite."

Zhong Yuemin said with a playful smile and put two bottles of medicinal wine into his pocket.

When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart: Well, uncle, you can't even afford the wine money in the future.

"Brother Junzi, the country is in the backyard, please come inside."

Yang Jun glanced at the kitchen in the front yard, patted his shoulder and said,
"You go over first, I'll say hello to Master Zhao."

"Okay, Brother Junzi, you go ahead and do some wine tasting while I go to the next room."

Zhong Yuemin pointed to the wing, with a smile that you know how to smile on his face, and then trotted away.

Yang Jun looked back at the wing room, where the faint sounds of warblers and swallows could be heard.

Everyone has their own lifestyle, some elegant, some vulgar. In short, everyone has more or less interests to enrich this boring life.

Sometimes, in order to challenge yourself, you have to challenge your weaknesses more.

Just like Zhong Yuemin, the worse he is at that aspect, the more he enjoys it.

Yang Jun shook his head, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Every time he comes here, Master Zhao will prepare a table of delicious dishes to entertain him.

You know, cooking is not a worry-free job.

Sometimes you just talk and others have to work for a long time.

"Master Zhao, I have caused you trouble again."

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Yang Jun found Master Zhao busy around the stove, and sitting next to him was a fat woman wearing a bright red dress.

"Ah, Director Yang, why are you here? You can just go to the backyard. There is a lot of fumes here, so don't make you smell."

Master Zhao rubbed his hands on the apron on his chest, looking at a loss.

Hearing this, Yang Jun smiled, took out his cigarettes, pulled out one and handed it over.

"As the saying goes, don't forget the man who dug the well when you are drinking water. After eating your food, I have to thank you as a chef no matter what."

Master Zhao took the cigarette and Yang Jun lit it for him.

"I'm just a cook. I don't know anything else but cooking. If Director Yang wants to eat something later, say hello and I'll go to your house to cook it."

"Hey, Master Zhao, I take your words seriously. I would like to thank you first."

Yang Jun knows Master Zhao. He is a calm person and does not pursue fame and fortune. If it were not for his son, he would not be cooking here.

Now, being able to agree to cook for Yang Jun is already a great honor.

"Thank you. If you like to eat my cooking, you are looking up to me."

Master Zhao put out the cigarette he had taken two puffs on and clamped it to his ear.

The chef cannot smoke while cooking, lest he accidentally get ash into the food. That would not only be disrespectful to the guests, but also an insult to him, the chef of the state banquet.

"Master Zhao, I won't disturb you for cooking now. Let's talk later."

Yang Jun saw that he was getting busy and could not stay for a long time, so he said goodbye.

When he left, he put the half pack of cigarettes on the stove.

As soon as he walked out of the kitchen door, he saw a red shadow flash past.

A fat woman blocked Yang Jun's way.

"Hey, Sister Hong, what's the matter?" Yang Jun asked.

Sister Hong is the boss of the gang of young ladies in this courtyard.

She usually likes to wear red clothes, so everyone calls her Sister Hong.

Sister Hong looked like she weighed two hundred pounds and held a cigarette in her hand. One end of the cigarette had a jade filter.Not to mention, Sister Hong looks quite elegant.

Sister Hong took two steps forward and was only a finger away from Yang Jun.

The wrinkled faces covered with rouge and gouache suddenly smiled.

"Director Yang, I heard that you like me, why don't you rest here tonight."

The perfume on Sister Hong's body was so strong that it made Yang Jun breathless.

Taking a step back subconsciously, Nuonuo said: "Sister Hong, you can't say this nonsense, otherwise someone might die."

"Oh, my dear mother!"

Hearing this, Sister Hong smiled from ear to ear and gently poked Yang Jun's heart with the hand holding the cigarette.

"Brother, you are really good at joking. Sister, at my age, I don't have the money to kill anyone."

"Sister Hong, this person's life is not that person's life."

Yang Jun had a dark look on his face and quickly explained: "If I dare to stay out at night, my tigress will definitely kill me."

"Humph."

Sister Hong suddenly became unhappy.

"Brother, who doesn't know that your mother-in-law is famous for her good temper? If you don't want to, why bother using this to prevaricate your sister?"

Yang Jun didn't feel any embarrassment after exposing the lie.

Both of them were lying and there was no need to feel guilty for a lie.

"Sister Hong, I don't want to." Yang Jun said honestly.

"Okay, don't want to if you don't want to."

Sister Hong patted her chest, winked at Yang Jun and said, "If my brother gets tired from now on, he can always come to my sister's place to relieve his fatigue."

Yang Jun didn't dare to answer this.

He discovered that recently he had become Tang Monk's meat for no apparent reason, and everyone wanted to take a bite of it.

"Sister Hong, please be busy first, I'm going to the backyard."

After saying that, Yang Jun left as if fleeing.

Come to the backyard.

Yang Jun noticed at a glance that Wang Guo was having sex with a woman dressed voluptuously. You gave me a sip of wine, and I gave you a sip of tea. For those who didn’t know, they thought they were an intimate couple.

"Hey, Brother Junzi is here."

Guozheng stood up quickly and looked behind Yang Jun.
"Didn't I ask Yuemin to greet you? Where is this guy?"

Yang Jun sat down on the stool, waved his hands and said,

"Stop looking, this guy is trying to drink in front."

"Hey, this guy is too unreliable. He will die from drinking sooner or later."

Wang Guozheng patted the table and said with some embarrassment,

"Brother Junzi, I'm sorry for treating you so slowly."

"As a member of your own family, don't worry about these little details."

Wang Guozheng winked at the girl dressed in a coquettish way.

The girl immediately pouted, snorted, twisted her waist and walked out.

Seeing this, Yang Jun smiled and said, "This girl hasn't had enough to eat, no wonder she's unhappy."

"Hehe, it's just a hobby and can't be put on the stage. Unlike Brother Jun, who is loyal to his sister-in-law."

Wang Guozheng said a little embarrassed.

Men are young until they die.

Women are always an eternal topic in men's mouth, and this topic has nothing to do with age.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Brother Wang, I'm here today to ask you for a favor."

"Brother Junzi, you tell me whether I can help or not, and I will do it."

Wang Guozheng has respected Yang Jun even more since the last time he had a drink with him. That time, he was completely conquered by Yang Jun.

He originally thought that he was a person and others would give him three points of respect, but after having a slight encounter with Yang Jun, he realized that he was nothing in front of Yang Jun.

The tactics of fooling around in rivers and lakes have no effect on Yang Jun at all.

Yang Jun climbed out from the dead, and these unflattering methods were a joke in his eyes.

A hero who has made great achievements with his blood and life has long been fearless of life and death. The fame and wealth outside his body are just a passing thing to him.

Yang Jun didn't expect Guo Zheng to be so straightforward. For someone as straightforward as him, Yang Jun thought it was better to get straight to the point.

"Brother Wang, did you make a deal with a military factory some time ago but failed to deliver the goods?"

Yang Jun did not mention the 10 yuan deposit, but said in a roundabout way that there was no delivery.

You know, Wang Guozheng is also a person who wants to save face. If things like black money are spread, it will have nothing to do with his face. What's more, he still represents Uncle Wang.

When Wang Guozheng heard this, his expression turned ugly.

After pondering for a while, he said to Yang Jun: "Brother Junzi, what is your relationship with that person?"

When Yang Jun heard this, could he still not understand what he meant?

If the relationship is particularly good, he doesn't mind selling it.

If it was just a normal relationship, he would have to think about it.

"Brother Wang, don't ask about the relationship. Can you please give food to others as soon as possible for my sake?"

Wang Guozheng was staring at Yang Jun, but he was making a decision in his mind.

10 yuan is not a small amount, and it would cost millions of catties of grain if converted into it. He had to think carefully.

However, after struggling internally, he finally nodded in agreement.

"Okay, Brother Junzi, it depends on your face this time. I will fulfill my promise."

(End of this chapter)