Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

In the days after the New Year, after Yang Yukun and Xu Jingping paid New Year's greetings to their master, they waited at home for others to come and pay them New Year's greetings.

At noon on the second day of the Chinese New Year, Yang Yukun and Xu Jingping had just returned from lunch at their master's house. The eldest girl and her son-in-law, the youngest girl and her son-in-law, the apprentice and his wife were all there.

As for the daughter-in-law, she went back to her parents' home to pay New Year's greetings, and Xu Jingping sent her back early in the morning.

In previous years, during festivals.

Yang Yukun and Xu Jingping would also go to visit Teacher Yi and his wife.

Unfortunately, they haven’t seen Teacher Yi and his family for more than ten years.

After being transferred to another place, Teacher Yi failed to keep his bottom line and was expelled from the party and dismissed from his post after only three years. Later, his family went to Milijian and have never returned since.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, my eldest sister and her family set out to return to Guangzhou.

After breakfast, Yang Yukun and Fan Xiaojun sent the whole family to the airport to take the flight back to Yangcheng.

On the morning of the eighth day of the first lunar month, the eldest girl and her son-in-law were going back to Chang'an, and Yang Yukun sent the two children to the airport.

They had a lot of stuff with them, and it was inconvenient to fly to Chang'an, so they arranged for the crew to take the two children there on the Kunping private plane.

"Director Yang, I have received the order from the tower. We will take off in 20 minutes."

The crew came over to inform Yang Yukun, who was talking to the eldest girl and son-in-law, that the Kun Ping private plane would take off in twenty minutes.

"Girl, Xiao Zheng, Dad knows you are busy with work, but you also have to take care of your health."

"Dad, we know that you should take care of yourself too."

"Okay, I'll go back first. Remember to call me when you get to Chang'an to let me know you're safe."

"I'll call you and my mom as soon as we get off the plane."

"gone."

Yang Yukun got off the Kun Ping private plane, started the car and drove straight out of the airport.

Twenty minutes later, the Kunping private jet took off from the Imperial Capital Airport.

At this time, Yang Yukun was blocked halfway back to Sijiu City.

There was a car accident ahead, and because it was New Year's Eve, there were a lot of cars, so it took more than an hour for the road to clear.

The journey, which was supposed to take 40 minutes, ended up taking an extra hour.

"My dad is back." Yang Jing said, "Dad, are my sister and brother-in-law gone?"

"Let's go. If I'm stuck on the road for a little longer, they'll be in Chang'an."

"Was there a traffic jam on the way back?"

"It's been stuck in traffic for more than an hour." Yang Yukun got out of the car and went into the house: "Where are the old Zheng couple? Have they gone home?"

Xu Jingping said: "Fei Fei sent them back to Shijingshan. They just left a while ago."

"Dad, do you want some navel oranges? They are so fragrant and sweet."

"Where did it come from?"

Yang Yukun remembered that his family did not buy navel oranges, nor did they plant any in the portable planting space.

"I brought the bees from my hometown in Yangsanjia Village."

"Haizi and the others are back?"

"I arrived at nine this morning."

"Where are they?"

"We drove all night last night, and after dropping off our stuff, we went home to sleep. I asked them to come over for dinner in the afternoon."

"tasty."

Yang Yukun cut a navel orange and tasted it. It was very fragrant and sweet.

It was December of 1986. They went to Yangsanjia Village in Jingchu to attend the wedding of Yang Feng and Zhang Xue. Yang Yukun and Yang Guangcheng invested some money in their hometown.

Yang Yukun invested 600,000 yuan to build a new school in his hometown and to expand and harden the road from the village to the town. Yang Guangcheng invested 200,000 yuan to develop the navel orange industry in his hometown.

Nowadays, navel oranges have become a pillar industry in my hometown and a well-known landmark product, sold all over the country.

At noon on the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, Yang Feng's family set out to return to their hometown, Yangsanjia Village, Jingchu, to celebrate the New Year. Yang Yukun thought that they would stay in their hometown for a while, at least until after the Lantern Festival.

Today is only the eighth day of the first lunar month. I didn’t expect them to come back so soon.

"We can't finish this much, so we should give some to Master and the others."

Yang Feng brought them a lot of navel oranges, several large sacks, weighing more than 400 kilograms.

Yang Yukun divided it into several portions and gave some to his master, Han Chunming, Yang Huajian, Mao Ditu, Wang Aiguo, Fan Xiaojun, and his relatives.

As for Peng Tao, Xu Jingtian, He Lixia, He Xiaoxia and others, they have not returned from their hometowns yet, so no distribution will be given to them.

"When Lao Zheng and his friends went back, I brought back several dozen kilograms of food for them."

"Old Zheng and the others took it, right?"

"Correct."

"Where are my parents? Where are they going?"

"I went for a stroll."

"I'll take the navel orange to Master."

Picking up the navel oranges, Yang Yukun walked towards his master's house.

As for Han Chunming and his friends’ share, of course they had to come to his house to get it themselves.

When Yang Yukun arrived at his master's house, only his master, Hou Su'e and Liu Yunguang were at home.

My disciple and his family of four went to visit my father-in-law and mother-in-law in Yandu, Sichuan, and they will not be back for a few days. I chatted with my master for a while, played a few games of chess, and had lunch at his home before leaving.

In the evening, I entertained Yang Feng's family at home and had mutton hotpot.

a few days later.

Spend the Lantern Festival at home.

On the afternoon of the 16th day of the first lunar month, Yang Jing also had to return to the unit to take charge of a new project.

"Dad, Mom, there's no room in the car. It's not easy for me to carry so many things when the time comes."

"You don't need to take it. Feifei will just take you to the office. You don't have to take the things out of the car on the way."

"Take these dried fruits with you. There are still quite a few red pine nuts and hazelnuts left from the Northeast that Fubao brought back before the Lunar New Year."

"And this is beef jerky from our own ranch."

Yang Yukun, Xu Jingping, Han Chunming and Su Meng stuffed the things prepared for the little girl (daughter-in-law) into the car.

Except for the driver's cab and the passenger seat, the two cars were packed full.

When flying by private jet, you don’t have to worry about having too many things to carry, so of course you have to bring more.

The car can be driven directly onto the private plane without having to take anything off during the journey.

Yang Jing laughed and said, "It's all food. How long will it take me to finish it?"

Yang Yukun said, "Share it with your colleagues. Now, let's go. Don't waste time, or you may not be able to get to work before dark."

"Dad, Mom, I'll go back to work first. Please take care of yourselves."

"Dad, Mom, let's go."

Han Pengfei and Yang Jing each drove a car, said goodbye to their parents and headed straight to the Imperial Capital Airport.

"Brother Xiaowu, Sister Su Meng, please come in and sit down." After the little girl and son-in-law left, Yang Yukun invited Han Chunming and Su Meng into the house.

After staying at Yang Yukun's house for more than an hour, Han Chunming and Su Meng went home to pick up their mother and father-in-law and mother-in-law, and went to Liu Su's house for dinner.

Yang Yukun and Xu Jingping packed up the ingredients and took them to their son and daughter-in-law's home in Huafengyuan Community.

During the New Year period, we cook and eat in the courtyard.

Now that the Lantern Festival is over, the older and younger girls have returned to work, and we still go to our son and daughter-in-law’s house for three meals a day.

Although Huafengyuan Community is not far from home, it doesn’t take long to walk there.

But as my daughter-in-law's belly grew bigger day by day, it became inconvenient to run back and forth every day.

“Ding ding ding ding ding….”

"Whose number is this?"

Xu Jingping was strolling in the community with his daughter-in-law when he heard the phone ringing. He took it out and found it was an unfamiliar number.

"Mom, who is it?"

"do not know."

Although he didn't recognize the number, Xu Jingping still answered the call.

This is her private number. Not many people know it. Except for her close relatives and friends, no one else knows it.

The person called her private number. Maybe one of her friends or relatives changed his number?
"Hello, hello."

"Who do you say you are?"

"Yang Aizhen?"

"You asked my parents for my phone number?"

"I'm in Huafengyuan Community. Come with my parents. I'll be waiting for you in Huafengyuan Community."

"Mom, who's looking for you?" Mao Luzhu asked curiously when she saw her mother-in-law hung up the phone.

"I haven't been in touch with my college classmates for decades."

Xu Jingping was very surprised to hear that the other party was Yang Aizhen.

During college, she and Ran Xiaoyi, Zhu Jing, Ming Xiaofen, Yao Yulan, and Yang Aijin were sisters in the same class and dormitory, and they had a very good relationship.

After graduating from university, Yang Aizhen went to study in France, and since then they have lost contact with her and no one can contact her.

If it weren't for the photos taken in college, Xu Jingping wouldn't have been able to remember what she looked like after decades.

Xu Jingping helped his daughter-in-law walk home, telling her about his college days.

"Wife, it's the tenth day of the new year, and you're back." When Xu Jingping and his daughter-in-law came back, Yang Yukun was preparing dinner in the kitchen.

"Xiao Kun, make a few more dishes. We have guests coming to our house soon."

"Who?"

"Yang Aizhen."

"The classmate Yang Aizhen who shared a dormitory with you during college and later lost contact with you while studying in France?"

"Correct."

"She has come back?"

"He just called me. He's in my parents' yard. He'll be here soon."

"She's back." Yang Yukun certainly remembered who Yang Aizhen was. She was one of Xu Jingping's very good sisters in college.

After being out of touch for over 30 years, I never expected that the other party would come back. (End of this chapter)