Siheyuan: Domineering life

The next day, Zhong Yuemin came.

Yang Jun made an exception and met with him.

Yang Jun was lying on a wicker chair by the river, holding his head in his hands and leisurely watching the ripples on the river.

Zhong Yuemin stood aside respectfully like a primary school student meeting his teacher.

I don’t know when the relationship between the two gradually changed.

In the past, the relationship between brothers was about talking about everything, but now it has become like that of superiors and subordinates, respectful and cautious, especially when speaking, the tone of voice is three points lower.

"Brother Junzi, have you heard about the medicinal wine formula?"

Zhong Yuemin stood aside for a long time before he dared to speak.

"Ah."

Yang Jun responded lightly.

"Brother Junzi, I heard that you asked Sister Cai to hand over the formula?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he said calmly: "If you have something to say, just say it directly and don't beat around the bush."

Zhong Yuemin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"Brother Junzi, you know that the formula of this medicinal wine has been sold to me. Now it is the formula of our Zhong family. Outsiders and even Sister Cai cannot use it for production and operation. What you do now..."

Zhong Yuemin looked at Yang Jun with a troubled expression.

When Yang Jun heard this, he sneered and said, "Zhong Yuemin, are you here to raise an army today to investigate?"

"Brother Junzi, how dare I?"

"But you've already done it."

Yang Jun said solemnly: "Zhong Yuemin, I gave you face, didn't I?"

When Zhong Yuemin heard this, he lowered his head and said nothing.

"I think you're not sober, and you can't understand the seriousness. If this happened to others, what do you think they would do?" Yang Jun asked.

Zhong Yuemin: "Brother Junzi, I have no intention of raising an army to hold him accountable."

"I mean, can I take a share?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he relaxed for a moment.

"Do you want to take a shareholding?"

"Yes."

Yang Jun pondered for a moment: "What if I say no?"

Zhong Yuemin spread his hands and said with a wry smile: "Then what else can I say."

When Yang Jun heard this, he lit a cigarette and stood up.

"I said, Yuemin, you are really discerning. I have never seen you participating in the medicinal wine business before. Why, now that I am involved, you will become a shareholder?"

Zhong Yuemin smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Junzi, you don't need me to tell you, you know what the brothers have become in the past few years, right?"

"Since Tianming left, no one has taken me to play. The life of my brother is getting worse day by day. Coupled with the attitude of my parents, the relationship between us is no different from severing the relationship between father and son."

"In addition, I have to bear the living expenses and tuition fees of my children every month. When all these things are added up, I can hardly bear it."

"If I continue to sit back and have nothing, I will probably starve to death on the streets."

"If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't live any longer, I...I wouldn't be so shameless as to come to you today."

Speaking of this, Zhong Yuemin wiped away the non-existent tears on his face and choked,

"It stands to reason that it's too late for others to curry favor with you. I won't talk about medicinal wine formulas anymore. I'm not someone who doesn't understand the rules, but... I really can't open the pot."

Zhong Yuemin raised his head and looked at Yang Jun with tearful eyes: "Brother Junzi, how about I hang out with you?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes and ignored his words.

"Can't you really survive?"

"Really, I lied to you like a puppy."

"Your parents really don't care about you?"

"Brother Junzi, it's not like you don't know that they didn't let me enter the house ten years ago."

When Yang Jun heard this, he took two deep puffs of cigarette.

"You... can you still use it in that way?"

When Zhong Yuemin heard this, his face turned red.

"Sometimes it works, sometimes... it doesn't."

"Will it work or not?"

"No."

Zhong Yuemin trembled and answered quickly, then said with a grimace: "Brother Junzi, what does my ability to do that have to do with this matter?"

"That's all right."

Yang Jun smiled and said: "I just want to satisfy my curiosity."

"Brother Junzi, why do you still love to joke as much as before?" Zhong Yuemin looked at him speechlessly.

"No?" Yang Jun glared at him.

"Okay, okay, you can laugh if you want." Zhong Yuemin quickly apologized.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"For the sake of how pitiful you are..."

Yang Jun pondered for a moment and then said, "I'll say hello to Ma Juzi and let you become a shareholder."

"Thank you, Brother Junzi."

Zhong Yuemin quickly thanked him.

But after he was happy, he looked at Yang Jun with a bitter look on his face.

"Brother Junzi, I don't have money to invest in shares. Can you wait until I receive dividends and then make up for the investment in the future?"

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

Then he sneered: "Are you a white wolf with nothing to show for it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuemin took out a handful of banknotes from his pocket and placed them all in front of Yang Jun.

"Brother Junzi, to be honest, these are all my belongings. If I lie to you, I will never do anything else in my life."

Yang Jun saw this and looked at him in shock.

I took a look at the money and saw that it was about two to three hundred yuan.

He didn't expect that Zhong Yuemin would get to this point, and now he doesn't even have money to eat.

However, he didn't dare to believe Zhong Yuemin's words.

"You didn't lift it in the first place." Yang Jun rolled his eyes.

Hearing this, Zhong Yuemin chuckled and said, "Brother Junzi, do you think this is okay?"

"The formula of this medicinal wine is mine. I will use the formula to buy shares in the winery. I don't want more, but only 30% of the shares. Do you think it's ok?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him: "Zhong Yuemin, I find that you really can't carry it clearly. I already have the formula, why should I buy it from you again?"

"Besides, whether you have the formula has anything to do with me. I didn't get the formula from you. If you have any questions, you can go to Sister Cai."

Zhong Yuemin said with a sad face and a smile: "Brother Junzi, how dare I."

"How about... can you give me 10% of the shares?"

Yang Jun glared and said: "As for your attitude just now, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Brother Junzi, don't."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "You have nothing to say. Ma Juzi is in charge of the winery. If you have anything to do, go to him."

"Brother Junzi, I really can't get rid of the pot. Please help me."

Zhong Yuemin's eyes were red and he looked like he was about to cry.

Moreover, his legs were bent, as if he was about to kneel down and beg Yang Jun.

Yang Jun said: "You kid, don't cry poor in front of me. I know better than anyone what kind of virtue you Zhong Yuemin is."

"Brother Junzi..."

Yang Jun raised his hand and said, "Okay, since we got along well before, I'll help you."

"Brother Junzi, tell me, it's my duty to go up to the mountain of swords and to the sea of ​​fire for your business."

When Yang Jun heard this, he glared at him.

"Sister Hong still needs an assistant. Go over and help her."

When Zhong Yuemin heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Is it still the same thing as before?"

"Yes."

Seeing that Zhong Yuemin was crying, Yang Jun said angrily: "You used to be just an assistant, and you listened to Sister Hong in everything. There are some things that you shouldn't touch, so don't touch them."

Zhong Yuemin patted his chest and said: "Brother Junzi, don't worry, I will listen to Sister Hong in everything. If she asks me to go east, I will never go west. If she asks me to beat a dog, I will never chase a chicken..."

"Why are you still so naughty?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said: "That teahouse is different from the model you and Mr. Wang had in the past. All the people there entertain people of high status, and the women there are all carefully selected. I advise you to be honest. a little."

Zhong Yuemin smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Junzi, even if I have the heart, I don't have the ability?"

Hearing this, Yang Jun glanced at his lower body, which frightened Zhong Yuemin and quickly clamped his legs.

"As long as you know, most of the women there are well-known and have their own wives. They only serve one person, so don't try to influence them."

Yang Jun said: "If you really can't bear it anymore, you can go to other places, but the tea house is definitely not allowed."

Zhong Yuemin: "Brother, don't worry, I've taken it to heart."

Zhong Yuemin has also seen the world, not to mention that he and Wang Shao have done business in this area before.

Know which women you can touch and which women you can't touch.

Especially those beautiful women, they are all famous people, if they touch cheese that shouldn't be touched, they may die without knowing how.

"After you pass, you can get the same treatment as Sister Hong, five thousand yuan a month."

Yang Jun looked at him with a smile: "How about it? I didn't treat you badly, did I?"

Zhong Yuemin chuckled and said, "Not only was he not treated badly, he was so kind to me. The salary of five thousand yuan is enough for me to earn for a year."

Yang Jun sighed: "Although it's not as good as when we were doing business before, it's still okay. As for you, work on it first. If you have a good career in the future, you can leave at any time."

"If I don't leave, I will spend the rest of my life hanging out with Brother Jun."

"whatever."

Yang Jun pointed at his nose and said again: "I'm warning you again..."

"Don't touch what you shouldn't touch." Zhong Yuemin smiled.

When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes at him: "Just remember it, kid."

Later, Yang Jun kicked Zhong Yuemin and asked the guards to throw the guy out.

After Zhong Yuemin left, Yang Jun was about to go back and continue lying down.

There was a sound of footsteps.

"Dad, Daddy."

Yang Jun looked back and saw that it was his second son Yang Chengcai.

"Hey, you're such a big boy, why didn't you go to school today?"

Yang Chengcai is twelve years old this year. He is 1.6 meters tall and can be considered a big boy.

This child, like his mother Yang Qingxiang, has a face that would fascinate thousands of girls. His skin is white and tender, and he looks extremely handsome.

It's just that this kid is too quiet and not as wild as his brother Yang Chengdao, giving him the impression of a handsome man.

"Dad, you forgot that today is Saturday and there are no classes."

"Oh, look, I even forgot about that."

Yang Jun patted his head, pointed to the small stool next to him and said, "Sit down and fish with daddy."

"Okay, Dad."

Although Yang Chengcai doesn't like to move or play, he likes fishing just like Yang Jun, and his fishing skills seem to be pretty good.

However, Yang Jun is a fake fishing enthusiast, but Yang Chengcai is a real fishing fan.

Usually when Yang Jun was not at home, the child would secretly use his fishing rod to fish, and he would gain a lot every time. Yang Chengcai hung up the bait very skillfully, flicked the pole, and then turned back to chat with Yang Jun.

"Dad, the teacher gave us a set of practical assignments, and then asked us to write an article about our post-exercise experience, which will be handed in next Monday."

"I don't know what practice to do, can you help me think about it?"

After saying that, the child looked at him with hope.

Yang Jun saw this and understood.

This kid was actually looking for a chance to get along with him, but he was too embarrassed to bring it up.

This child's grades are very good. He has never had to worry about his studies, and he ranks first in grade in every exam.

This time I begged him, probably because I mustered up the courage.

Yang Jun heard this and agreed without thinking.

"Okay, no problem."

Wei Wei pondered: "What practice are you planning to do?"

Yang Chengcai sat upright on the stool and said respectfully: "I just asked you for help because I didn't think about it well."

Hearing this, Yang Jun pondered for a moment and said, "How about a labor practice?"

When Yang Chengcai heard this, he clapped his hands repeatedly: "Okay, since I was a child, I have never participated in labor."

"Okay, today I will accompany my dear son to participate in a labor practice."

Yang Jun did as he was told, without any delay, and directly gave orders to the guards.

"Go find some labor tools, and buy some vegetable and fruit seeds."

"Yes."

The guard responded and took the order.

"Son, it's not enough for the two of us to practice alone. We have to bring your eldest brother with us," Yang Jun said.

"Dad, eldest brother... seems not at home."

When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately became angry.

"You brat, where did you go wild again?"

Hearing this, Yang Chengcai looked at Yang Jun with evasive eyes.

"I...I don't know."

Seeing this, Yang Jun waved his hands and said, "If you don't want to say anything, just say it. There's no need to cover up for him."

Yang Jun didn't force him.

The two children were not born to the same mother, and they were not that close to each other. The relationship was already very delicate. If Yang Chengdao was betrayed again, it might not be conducive to the development of the brotherly relationship.

"Oh."

Yang Chengcai breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Afterwards, Yang Jun took his son around the yard.

Then he stopped in front of a garden and pointed to the beautifully blooming flower paths in the garden.

"Son, let's clean up this garden and plant fruits again. What do you think?"

Yang Chengcai hesitated and said: "Dad, the flowering period is not over yet, isn't it a pity?"

Hearing this, Yang Jun stroked his son's head and said, "Son, it's a pity. Even if we don't clean them up now, they will die naturally in autumn."

"As long as it's worthwhile, then it's valuable to end their flowering period early."

Hearing this, Yang Chengcai nodded: "Yes, Dad, I listen to you."

After saying that, the two men started to work.

The garden is full of flowers, including chrysanthemums, peonies, roses...

At this time, the flowers were blooming in full bloom, which was the time to reflect their value. Yang Jun had to destroy the flowers in order to help his son teach a practical lesson.

The father and son bent over and stuck out their buttocks to pull out the flowers in the garden.

After working for a while, the heat became unbearable.

Yang Jun asked someone to find two straw hats, one for each of them, and continued working.

At this time, the guards also brought the tools for farm work.

Yang Jun and his son each got a shovel and started digging.

"Son, did you see it? Digging like daddy, put the shovel on your left side, use your right foot hard, and then bend over and dig the ground with your thighs."

"Yes, that's it. It would be better to dig a little deeper."

Yang Jun explained while teaching his son to do farm work.

It was also the first time for my son to do farm work. His movements looked very clumsy and he performed every movement with great force.

It can be seen that he works very hard and wants to do farm work well.

Seeing his son's hard work, Yang Jun, as a father, was happy from the bottom of his heart.

Among these children, this son is the one Yang Jun likes and loves the most.

Yang Chengcai's temperament followed that of his mother, Yang Qingxiang, who was well-behaved and sensible, and had never let him worry about her since he was a child. Thinking about his eldest son Yang Chengdao, Yang Jun even liked the second son more.

“It’s your first time sitting, don’t be in a hurry, take your time.”

Yang Jun taught and corrected his working posture.

"The posture must not only be correct, but also handsome, so that you are not tired."

Yang Jun was joking and asking his son to work.

His son also likes Yang Jun's character very much. He has no airs and is approachable. When father and son are together, they are like friends. Yang Chengcai likes this feeling very much, especially Yang Jun who takes the trouble to teach him over and over again, which makes him Not only did he find the long-lost family love, he even found the confidence to be a human being.

"Dad, have you ever done farm work before?"

The son raised his head and asked curiously while wiping his sweat.

"Of course I did."

Yang Jun smiled while working: "My father grew up doing farm work. It can be said that my father has done all the work in the fields."

"That's not right, Dad."

Yang Chengcai said: "My grandma said that you were born in Peking since you were a child. Your family has no land. Where did you do farm work?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he relaxed for a moment.

In fact, he was talking about his previous life.

In his previous life, he was an ordinary rural child. He had been digging in the soil for nearly twenty years since he was a child. It can be said that he fully understands the sadness of facing the loess and turning his back to the sky. He can understand it better than anyone else. The difficulty and helplessness of children in rural areas.

"Well...Dad did it when he was in the army."

Yang Jun said: "Where my father used to serve as a soldier, there was a lot of open space next to the military camp. When he was not training, he and a group of comrades would open up wasteland and farm land. Dad also learned how to farm at that time."

"Oh, so that's it."

A look of longing suddenly flashed across Yang Chengcai's face, and he asked, "Dad, do you think it's okay for me to be a soldier when I grow up?"

After hearing this, Yang Jun stopped what he was doing and looked at his son.

"Son, do you want to hear what dad, a man who has been through this, has to say?"

"think."

Yang Jun: "Dad, tell you, don't be a soldier if you can in this life."

"Why, Dad." The son looked at Yang Jun puzzled.

When Yang Jun heard this, he held the shovel in his hand and looked at the sky at 45 degrees. His eyes were empty and his face had a dull expression. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.

After a long while, he said: "You are still young now, so you don't understand some truths. You will understand when you grow up."

After speaking, he gently stroked his son's forehead and said, "Trust Dad, Dad will not lie to you."

Hearing this, Yang Chengcai looked at Yang Jun with puzzled eyes.

However, he quickly said: "I understand, Dad, I listen to you."

When Yang Jun heard this, he looked at his son with relief.

This is the reason why he likes Yang Chengcai. Although the child doesn't understand the reason, he listens to the old man's words. He will never touch anything the old man doesn't let him do.

"Son, keep working."

"Today we must open up this land, and tomorrow we will plant fruits and vegetables. In about a month, we will be able to eat the vegetables we grow."

"Okay, Dad."

Yang Chengcai responded and continued working.

It can be seen that his son is very bad at working. At this time, he was on the edge of bearing it. However, he did not give up and still gritted his teeth and persisted.

It took more than two hours to finish digging the garden, which was less than an inch of land.

"Son, drink some water and rest for a while before doing it again."

Yang Jun said hello, and then took his son to drink water under the shade of a tree.

Just as the two men were about to continue working, suddenly a figure flashed in the yard, and a figure deliberately moved towards the backyard through the cover of flowers, plants and trees.

No need to guess, Yang Jun also knew that this figure was his eldest son Yang Chengdao.

Every time this guy saw him, he would hide and play like a mouse with a cat, either sneaking back or climbing over the wall to get in.

I don't know if there is anything shameful about this child, so I have to avoid him.

"Chengdao, get over here."

Yang Jun shouted.

Upon hearing this, the figure paused for a moment, then ran towards the backyard.

"You bastard, can you run away like a monk? Can you run away from the temple?"

Yang Jun muttered, then turned around and said to Sun Zhaocai beside him: "You idiot, go and catch that bastard for me."

Sun Zhaocai was wearing big pants and was sitting under the shade of a tree eating raisins. Hearing this, he stood up reluctantly.

After taking two steps, he turned around and asked pretending to be confused.

"Uncle Yang, what did you say you were catching just now?"

"I said, catch that bastard for me."

"Catch what?"

"Grasp……"

Yang Jun was about to answer when he suddenly understood.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed a lump of earth and threw it at him.

"You idiot, how dare you understand me?"

Sun Zhaocai was well prepared and dodged in a flash, then laughed and ran towards the backyard.

This guy weighed at least three hundred kilograms. When he ran, he was like a wall, making the ground tremble.

Looking at the back of Sun Zhaocai, Yang Chengcai had an envious look on his face.

"I wish I had the physique of Brother Zhaocai." Yang Chengcai said to himself.

Hearing this, Yang Jun caressed his head and said, "Son, please don't grow up like him. He's ugly and eats a lot. It's hard to find a wife. The key is to grow your body but not your brain."

"But I'm so envious of Brother Zhaocai's physique."

Yang Chengcai looked at his thin arms and legs and said with envy: "If I had his physique, I could walk sideways in school."

Yang Jun heard this and asked: "Chengcai, tell dad, is someone bullying you at school?"

"No."

Yang Chengcai shook his head and said: "With my brother here, no one dares to bully me."

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

He thought his son was being bullied at school.

If that were the case, he would definitely have to replace his son with another group of security guards.

"It's fine if you don't."

Yang Jun said: "We don't cause trouble in school, and don't be afraid of trouble. If someone troubles you, go to your brother. If it doesn't work, just tell the guards, you know?"

"I know, Dad, no one bullied me at school." Yang Chengcai.