Siheyuan: Domineering life

Two days later, Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui set out on their way south to visit the tomb.

This is also the second time in thirty years that Yi Qiushui has visited the graves of her biological parents.

Ever since she was adopted by Guocao Caodong's uncles, she has never returned to this hometown in her memory.

I only remember that the last time I came to visit the graves of my biological parents was when I was seven or eight years old. She was still young at that time, and sweeping the graves was just a formality for her.

She just worshiped her ancestors according to the instructions of adults, but she did not understand the true meaning of family love at that time.

That's how people are.

Giving birth to kindness is not as important as raising kindness. She will only remember the adoptive parents who raised her.

It's not that Yi Qiushui is ruthless, but the real situation is like this. The first thing that sticks out in her memory is her adoptive parents. How do you want her to remember her biological parents?

Yang Jun did not notify the local government when traveling, but only brought a few people with him.

After getting off the plane, he took a car to a martyrs cemetery called Jiange.

Yi Qiushui knelt in front of a tombstone and kept wiping the pair of blurry photos on the tombstone.

There was no crying or any words, just kneeling there quietly.

Yang Jun didn't come forward to disturb her. At this moment, she needed to be alone.

There was no crying or affectionate crying as expected, everything was peaceful, just like it happened naturally.

"Husband, let's go back."

After about half an hour, Yi Qiushui got up.

Because she had been kneeling for a long time, Yi Qiushui almost fell down when she first stood up.

Yang Jun quickly went over to help her.

"Okay, let's go back to the hotel and rest first."

The two came down from the mountain and got into the car.

Yang Jun saw her depressed mood and comforted her,

"I have asked Tan Qin to contact the local government departments. I think it will not take long for the results to be available."

"Well, I hope it's good news."

Yi Qiushui seemed very tired, leaning on Yang Jun's shoulder and closing her eyes to fall asleep.

"Go to sleep, I'll take care of everything." Yang Jun hugged her tightly.

After a while, Yi Qiushui heard the sound of even breathing.

The car was driving smoothly on the highway, and it was very quiet inside. Looking at the scenery outside the window, Yang Jun's thoughts flew away.

Looking at the sweet sleeping Yi Qiushui in his arms, Yang Jun had a guilty look on his face.

In fact, the results of the investigation have come out, but he did not dare to tell Yi Qiushui the truth.

The family named Hu has been found, and it has been confirmed from their mouths that the little girl who was fostered in their family contracted smallpox and died when she was two years old.

The news that Yang Jun received was the same as the result of Guo Caocao's investigation. Sister Yi Qiushui was indeed gone.

However, Yang Jun did not dare to tell the truth to Yi Qiushui.

He just hoped to delay as much time as possible and make Yi Qiushui despair for a few days.

But...this day can't be delayed for long.

When he returned to the hotel and saw Yi Qiushui still asleep, Yang Jun couldn't bear to wake her up and was about to pick her up.

Unexpectedly, Yi Qiushui woke up as soon as she picked her up.

"arrive?"

Yi Qiushui rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"Well, if you don't wake up, go back to your room and sleep again." Yang Jun said.

Yi Qiushui looked around, then stretched.

"No, I want to see the hometown where my parents lived."

"Okay, I'll stay with you."

Yang Jun turned around and said to Sun Zhaocai, Ding Erzhu, Sun Zhaodi and the others: "Don't accompany us anymore. Go back to the hotel and rest first."

"Yes, godfather."

Several people responded and then returned to the hotel.

After they left, Yang Jun and Sailor Yi Qiu walked arm in arm on the street.

Sometimes they stop to look at the scenery, sometimes they try the delicacies from roadside stalls, and sometimes they ask others about local customs.

Yi Qiushui seemed to be very interested in all this, and kept the local customs and customs she heard firmly in her heart.

Yang Jun also acted as a coolie and accompanied Yi Qiushui to buy a lot of local food and entertainment.

"Honey, I'm thirsty. Go buy a bottle of soda." Yi Qiushui suddenly said.

When Yang Jun heard this, he looked at the sky.

The sun was so bright above our heads that the streets looked like roasted chains from a distance, and the leaves on the branches were like still pictures, motionless.

"Okay, you wait here for me, I'll buy it for you."

Yang Jun gave Yi Qiushui all the things he bought while he ran to a canteen across the street.

He spent 40 cents to buy two bottles of soda, but the boss didn't let him take the soda bottles away. If he wanted to take them away, he had to spend another 20 cents.

Yang Jun didn't care about the money and gave him fifty cents directly.

I took the soda and turned around and left the canteen.

As soon as he went out, he ran into Yi Qiushui.

"Hey, didn't I ask you to wait? Why, are you so thirsty that you can't stand it anymore?"

Unexpectedly, Yi Qiushui looked at him in confusion.

"Hey, are you so hot that you don't recognize me?"

As Yang Jun spoke, he handed her the soda with the lid opened.

Unexpectedly, Yi Qiushui was so frightened that she backed away and looked at him warily.

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment when he saw this.

He looked at her carefully, then frowned.

"You...where did you change into this outfit? Don't tell me, you look like a local."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Yi Qiushui took two steps back again and looked at him with confused eyes.

"Comrade, have you recognized the wrong person?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled and said, "What's wrong with you?"

However, he took a closer look, and he really saw the way through.

"Aren't you Yi Qiushui?"

The woman in front of me looks exactly like Yi Qiushui, but if you look closely, you can see that she is a little different.

This woman looks older than Yi Qiushui, and her skin is not as well maintained as Yi Qiushui.

The key is that in terms of temperament, there is a world of difference between the two.

The woman in front of me is an authentic Sichuanese.

"who are you?"

Seeing this woman who looked exactly like Yi Qiushui, an idea flashed in Yang Jun's mind.

"It's inexplicable. I don't know you. Why are you asking me my name?"

The woman seemed unwilling to pay attention to Yang Jun, then turned around and picked up the basket on the roadside and left.

Yang Jun saw this and quickly followed behind.

"Comrade, is your surname Hu?"

The woman was stunned for a moment when she heard this.

He didn't speak, but quickened his pace in a panic.

When Yang Jun saw this, how could he give up so easily?

"What are you talking about? Is your surname Hu?"

The woman's steps became faster.

"Don't follow me, or I'll call someone."

When Yang Jun saw this, he quickly waved to Yi Qiushui, who was waiting for him on the other side of the road.

Seeing this, Yi Qiushui shook her head listlessly, and then slowly came over carrying the things.

Yang Jun saw this and rushed over.

Throw away everything in her hands.

"Don't worry about it now, I think I found your sister."

Hearing this, Yi Qiushui was stunned for a moment.

Then he said excitedly: "Lao Yang, is it true? Where is she?"

"Right in front." Yang Jun pointed to the front.

Yi Qiushui ignored the big and small bags she bought, and then quickly chased after Yang Jun.

But in the blink of an eye, the woman who looked exactly like Yi Qiushui disappeared without a trace.

"Hey, were you here just now?"

Yang Jun stood at the intersection and looked around.

"Husband, did you admit the wrong person?"

Yi Qiushui also looked around and asked anxiously.

"It's unmistakable. That woman has the exact same face as you. I can recognize it even if it turns into ashes."

"really?"

Hearing this, Yi Qiushui's expression became even more anxious.

Regardless of the number of people on the street, he raised his hands like a trumpet and shouted loudly: "Sister, where are you?"

"Sister, I'm my sister, stop hiding, okay?"

Yang Jun saw this and quickly pulled her aside.

"Okay, stop yelling. If you yell like this, who knows who your sister is?"

"What should I do? Husband, you must help me find her."

Yang Jun patted her hand and consoled her: "She is carrying a fruit basket and can't walk far. Let's look for her separately."

"Okay, I'll go east, you go west, and we'll look for them separately."

"it is good."

Afterwards, the two separated to look for someone.

Yang Jun searched westward along the street, focusing on remote alleys.

People from Sichuan who carry burdens to sell fruit like to go into those small alleys.

After searching, he found it.

In a small alley with a lot of people, Yang Jun found that a woman who looked exactly like Yi Qiushui was squatting on the side of the alley selling fruit.

Yang Jun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

This time, no matter what, I have to ask this woman's bottom line.

He strode over.

The woman suddenly looked up and saw Yang Jun, and subconsciously wanted to pick up the burden and leave.

"Comrade, don't leave, I'm buying fruit."

Yang Jun quickly grabbed her pole, then squatted on the ground and picked up the fruit with a smile.

"I won't sell it to you, so get out of the way."

When the woman saw Yang Jun stalking her, she was always on guard.

"Hey, you, comrade, are not like you. Why are you refusing to buy fruits when you look at them?"

Hearing this, the woman frowned: "My surname is not Hu, so I am not the person you are looking for."

"I'm not looking for anyone, I'm just buying fruit."

Yang Jun picked a relatively large tangerine and said, "How much does it cost per pound?"

The woman moved her lips and jaw a few times, and then said: "One hair and twenty one catty."

"Hey, what you sell is really expensive. Others sell it for eight cents."

When the woman heard this, she immediately became anxious.

"It's natural that I sell the citrus at a high price. My citrus is grown at home, and the varieties are good. They are sweeter than those sold wholesale."

"is it?"

Yang Jun pondered for a moment: "Let me have a taste."

After saying that, he peeled off an orange.

I took a bite and it was really sweet.

"Yeah, it's really sweet."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and said to the woman: "Do you still have this kind of tangerine at home? I want to buy more."

When the woman heard this, she pointed to the two full baskets and said, "Aren't these enough for you to eat?"

"Not enough, far from enough."

Yang Jun smiled and said: "To tell you the truth, I am a cadre from Peking who came to Lu for a tour. I want to buy more of this fruit to take back to my employees as welfare. Your two baskets are not enough. I want a lot." Hearing this, the woman pondered for a moment and looked at him with doubtful eyes.

"You're not trying to find out my home address on purpose, are you?"

"Let me tell you, I...I already have a man. He is very powerful. Please stop hitting me and be careful."

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Then he smiled and said: "Comrade, where are you thinking? I am a cadre and a principled person. I will not do things like bullying men and dominating women."

"I just want to buy some citrus, nothing else."

After hearing this, the woman became even more disbelieving.

Especially Yang Jun's young appearance and his outfit made her feel a sense of crisis.

"Uh-huh……"

The woman hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I have no more citrus at home. All of them are here."

"If that's all you want, there really won't be anything left at home."

Yang Jun relaxed for a moment after hearing this, and then smiled.

She didn't expect this woman to be so defensive, and would rather not do this business than reveal her home address.

However, she is only so wary.

If she hadn't asked her about that scene before, she would have been reluctant to make such a big deal.

"Okay, then it's all covered." Yang Jun said.

The woman was stunned for a moment.

"All inclusive?"

"Yeah, why, you don't want to sell?" Yang Jun looked at her with a smile.

Seeing Yang Jun's malicious smile, the woman was so frightened that she quickly lowered her head.

"It's very expensive. Two frames cost a lot."

"It's okay, I'm not short of money."

After saying that, he took out a wad of money from his pocket.

When the woman saw this, she felt relieved a little.

Seeing that Yang Jun was really interested in buying citrus, he relaxed his guard a little.

Weigh the weight and pay the money.

Yang Jun said: "Comrade, I'm staying in the hotel on the street in front. Can you help me pick out the tangerines?"

"Oh, don't worry, I won't give you less for your hard work."

The woman hesitated after hearing this.

Then he handed the pole directly to Yang Jun.

"I don't want the carrying pole anymore, you can just pick it up."

"No, you..."

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect this woman to be so defensive, and she still doesn't believe him.

In fact, he originally planned to ask her to deliver the citrus to the hotel, and then ask Yi Qiushui and the others to endure it for a while, but unexpectedly...

"This pole is quite expensive. Do you really don't want it anymore?"

After the woman accepted the orange money, she turned and walked out of the alley.

"No, it's all made up by myself, it's not worth a lot of money."

"Hey……"

Looking at the woman's leaving figure, Yang Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

After pondering for a moment, he dropped the basket and followed closely.

Yang Jun decided that he must know where this woman lived today no matter what.

Therefore, he followed carefully along the way.

However, the woman was already wary. On the way back, she looked back from time to time to see if anyone was following her.

Fortunately, Yang Jun had been the king of soldiers for eleven years, and his tracking skills were top-notch. He used street obstacles and trees to cover up and was not discovered.

After a while, the woman left the city and walked towards the suburbs.

The roads in the suburbs are all bare, making it difficult to hide your figure.

Yang Jun had no choice but to activate the space mode, hide himself in the space, and then follow her not far behind.

As she got further and further away from the county seat, the woman walked towards the depths of a mountain.

It seemed like more than an hour had passed.

The woman finally stopped in a small mountain village with only five or six households.

She looked back at the road and found that no one was following her, so she walked to a dilapidated house.

"Mommy mommy!"

"Mom is back."

As soon as she walked into the house, she saw two children rushing toward her.

They were two girls, the older one looked fifteen years old, and the younger one looked seven or eight years old.

The older girl had a two or three-year-old boy on her back.

When the three children saw their mother coming back, they all gathered around happily.

Seeing the three children surrounding her, the woman's face was filled with happiness.

"Mom, you came back really early today. Are all the oranges sold out?"

The older girl asked worriedly when her mother came back empty-handed.

Hearing this, the woman smiled and said, "I met a wealthy uncle today. He bought all our oranges, so my mother came back earlier."

After saying that, a hint of sadness flashed across the woman's face.

When she thought of Yang Jun's face and his smile, she always felt a good feeling.

When the girl heard this, she said happily: "That would be great. It would be great if I could meet my wealthy uncle every day. My mother wouldn't have to come back every day at night."

The woman heard this and stroked the girl's hair lovingly.

"Oh, how can we encounter this kind of thing every day? It would be nice to encounter it once."

She felt a little pity when she thought that Yang Jun had to pack all the tangerines.

"That's not necessarily true. Mom, you have always been very lucky. Maybe you can run into that uncle again tomorrow." The girl jumped to her feet and said happily.

"Silly girl, that uncle was just passing by on a business trip. How could he possibly meet... tomorrow?"

As the woman's voice became smaller and smaller, her eyes were immediately attracted by a person walking down the slope.

Following her gaze, several children also found a man walking down the slope.

The man was wearing a short-sleeved white shirt, good-quality trousers, and leather shoes. He walked towards them with an elegant look.

This person is none other than Yang Jun.

He was afraid that his sudden appearance would frighten them, so he turned back and found a deserted place to exit the space.

As he walked, he waved hello to the woman.

"Hi, we meet again."

When the woman saw Yang Jun, she was frightened and quickly protected her three children behind her. She said in a wary tone,

"You...how did you find this place?"

Yang Jun smiled and said, "You brought me here."

After saying that, he pointed to her home and said, "Do you mind if I go in and visit?"

Before the woman could say she minded, Yang Jun walked straight into the house.

This woman's home is very dilapidated, typically made of wooden boards.

The house is quite old, and many of the wooden boards are rotten. There is air leakage everywhere, and the holes are surrounded by straw.

"You...why are you like this?"

Seeing that Yang Jun did not regard her as an outsider, the woman became anxious.

He quickly followed Yang Jun in.

When I pushed open the heavy wooden door, I was greeted by a musty smell.

There is a lot of rain in Kawachi, and the house is made of wood, so it is easy for mold to form in the house when the weather is sunny.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, with only a few simple furniture. It is not an exaggeration to describe the house as bare walls.

Although the home is very poor, it is kept very clean.

There are several baskets of tangerines placed on one side of the corner of the living room. The little girl must have picked them during the day and kept them for her mother to sell in the city tomorrow.

There are two photo frames hanging on the wall inside the house. One photo frame is full of various old black and white photos, the other photo frame...

A man who looks like he is fifty years old is hanging on the wall...

If your guess is correct, this man should be the owner of this family, but...

"Is this your man?"

Yang Jun turned around and asked.

The woman blushed and said, "Yes."

"Who are you and what do you want to do with me?"

"Let me tell you, although my man is gone, you can never bully our mothers."

When Yang Jun heard this, he felt sour in his heart.

Presumably, the widow of the dead man in front of her was usually not harassed by anyone.

Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "Comrade, don't worry, I'm not a bad person and I have no ill intentions."

"Then... then you have been following me from the county seat. What do you want to do?"

As the woman spoke, she grabbed a broken knife for cutting pigweed next to her in her hand.

Seeing this, Yang Jun raised his hand to signal her not to be afraid, and he silently took three steps back.

He took out his and Yi Qiushui's wedding photo from his pocket and gestured to the woman.

(Actually, it was taken from space.)

"You look a lot like my wife. I suspect that you are her sister who has been missing for many years, so I followed you."

After saying that, he handed the photo to the woman.

The woman took it carefully, took a look, and then her mouth opened in shock.

"I...when did I marry you?"

Yang Jun smiled and said: "It's not you, the person above is my wife."

Then he pointed at Yi Qiushui in the photo and said, "Look carefully, do you two look alike?"

The woman took another careful look, and then made a sound of surprise from time to time.

"Who...is this woman, and why does she look so similar to me?"

Hearing this, Yang Jun smiled and said: "The name of the person in the photo is Yi Qiushui, and she is my wife. This time we made a special trip from Peking to help her find her long-lost sister."

"Unexpectedly, we met on the street today. At that time, I thought you were my wife. Think about it, did I misidentify you at that time?"

After hearing this, the woman recalled the scene when she and Yang Jun met on the street today.

At that time, Yang Jun did admit that she was wrong, and then followed her all the way home.

"So... you're not a bad person anymore?"

Yang Jun smiled and said: "Of course not. Have you ever seen such a handsome bad guy?"

When the woman heard this, her face turned red with embarrassment.

However, she was no longer as wary as before, and the machete in her hand was still quietly aside.

"Can you tell me about your situation?" Yang Jun asked.

"I...what do you want to ask?" the woman said.

"Um...what's your name? Is your surname Hu?"

The woman pondered for a moment and said, "My name is Zhao Qiuyue. My surname is not Hu, but my man's surname is Hu."

Yang Jun frowned when he heard this.

"Are you sure your surname is not Hu?"

When the woman heard this, she was slightly angry: "Why are you like this? My surname is Hu, how can I not be sure?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that, I... just made sure." Yang Jun apologized quickly.

However, before Yang Jun finished speaking, Zhao Qiuyue's words almost made him jump.

"I take my mother's surname. My adoptive father didn't have this surname when he adopted me."

"Then what's your original last name?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he grabbed her hand excitedly.

When the woman saw Yang Jun's behavior, she blushed and took out her hand.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Yang Jun apologized quickly: "Please tell me, what is your last name?"

The woman tilted her head and thought carefully: "It seems that her surname is Lin..."