Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 459 The Uneasy Sister
When Yang Jun came home from get off work in the evening, he heard the sound of retching coming from the bedroom.

Ma Xiangxiu and Zhao Hongmei stood outside the door holding warm water, looking helpless.

Yi Qiushui was so sick that she could hardly eat anything, even the canned food she had always loved.

"Brother, sister-in-law hasn't eaten all day."

Ma Xiangxiu said anxiously.

"What do you mean by telling me that?"

Yang Jun spread his hands and said, "Do you want me to eat for her?"

It is normal for pregnant women to feel joyful. This physiological reaction is not a disease. It cannot be cured by going to the hospital, nor can it be eaten with a few words of advice.

"Brother, you are so big-hearted. At this time, you still have the heart to joke."

"Otherwise, is it useful for me to worry about her?"

"Hmph, you have the guts to say this in front of your wife."

At this time, Wang Yuying walked in, holding a freshly made spittoon in her hand, glaring at Yang Jun as she entered the room.

Yang Jun shrugged in fear.

He is just a bitch and can say some witty words, but if he were to say this in front of Yi Qiushui, he would probably be beaten.

This physiological reaction will get better after a while.

It's just that during this period, you need to take care of the pregnant woman's emotions, say more words of comfort, and eat something light.

Yi Qiushui didn't go to work today and stayed in bed.

Wang Yuying, the mother-in-law, had been waiting for her all day. When she saw Yang Jun coming in, she pulled him and pushed Yang Jun to the bed.

Then, he winked at Ma Xiangxiu and the others and went out.

"Baby, I know that you are suffering this for me, and I also know that you are a great contributor to our old Yang family. I won't advise you to eat. As long as you can feel better, I can do anything you want."

Yi Qiushui's face turned sallow and she lay half-lying on the bed weakly.

Looking at Yang Jun, he waved weakly.

"roll……"

"Got it!"

Yang Jun bent down to exit, then turned back and said with a grimace,

"Baby, why don't we have something to eat? You can eat whatever you want. As long as you ask, I will get it for you."

Yi Qiushui was amused by his rogue expression, so she narrowed her eyes and asked.

"You can eat whatever you want?"

"Yes, you can eat whatever you want." Yang Jun nodded solemnly.

"Okay, that's what you said."

Yi Qiushui's eyes rolled up and she thought for a moment and said, "I want to eat apricots, but not the kind in cans."

When Yang Jun heard this, his head was full of black lines.

This bitch did it on purpose. Where can I get you fresh apricots this season?

At first glance, it seems that he was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him by playing cymbals.

"This... you can have this."

Yang Jun gritted his teeth and said.

Just because others can't get it, doesn't mean he can't get it.

After saying that, he turned around and walked around outside the house.

When he came back, he was holding a few freshly washed apricots in his hands.

The apricots still have green leaves, and the crystal water drops stick to the yellow fruits, which looks very attractive.

"Madam, please taste it."

"Where did you get the apricots? You couldn't be... fooling me with the ones in the jar."

When Yi Qiushui saw Xingzi, her eyes lit up and she sat up from the bed.

"You can insult my IQ, but you can never insult your IQ."

Yang Jun pointed to the green leaves on the apricots and said, "Who have you seen secretly make cans with leaves?"

Yi Qiushui pouted her lips and picked up a leaf with her hands to test whether it was genuine or not.

"Oh my God, it's true. How did you get it, husband?"

Yi Qiushui was startled.

"Madam, as a rule, don't ask."

Yang Jun pretended to be an expert who couldn't reveal his secrets, and shook his head with one finger.

"It's mysterious again."

Yi Qiushui muttered and stopped asking.

That's what's good about her, as long as Yang Jun doesn't say anything, she won't ask the truth.

Yi Qiushui grabbed the apricots and ate one in several bites.

"Finally feeling better."

"another one."

Yang Jun handed her another one.

"Well, no, just save it for tomorrow."

"No need to keep it, I can get it for you anytime you want." Regardless of her objections, Yang Jun stuffed another one into her.

Yi Qiushui did not eat it, but looked at it reluctantly and put it aside.

No matter how stupid she was, she knew how difficult it was for Yang Jun to get these apricots. She thought that good things should not be eaten all at once, so that she could satisfy her cravings.

"I want a banana."

When Yang Jun heard this, his vision went dark and he almost fell down.

This girl actually picked up what she didn't have.

Doesn't this force him to expose his space?

The apricots are fine, but what about the bananas?

"Not easy?"

Yi Qiushui looked at him with a smile.

"nonexistent."

Yang Jun gritted his teeth and said, "Madam, do you want to eat it half-cooked or fully cooked?"

"It must be fully cooked." Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes and said.

"Hold on."

Yang Jun turned around and ran outside again.

After a while, he came with a big bunch of bananas.

"Ma'am, please enjoy."

Yang Jun peeled a ripe banana and handed it to her.

"It is too sweet."

Yi Qiushui took a bite and then vomited.

When Yang Jun saw this, he took the remaining bananas and ate them himself.

"Madam, if there is anything else you want to eat, just ask."

"Forget it, don't eat, I have no appetite."

Yi Qiushui glanced at Xingzi on the table, but still felt that she had no appetite, so she simply lay down.

"Do you want me to rub it for you?"

Seeing her listless look, Yang Jun felt very distressed and whispered in his ear.

"You can kneel down now."

Yi Qiushui waved her hand and told him to get lost.

"Okay, just rest."

Yang Jun covered her with the quilt and walked out of the room carrying the bunch of bananas.

When I came to the restaurant, I threw the banana directly on the table.

Immediately afterwards, several children started to grab it.

"Whatever the children eat, that's for your sister-in-law."

Wang Yuying saw Yang Laosi grabbing it and scolded.

"Mom, just let them eat it. Qiu Shui doesn't like this stuff."

Yang Jun picked up his rice bowl and signaled Wang Yuying to leave them alone.

"Then it can't be eaten as a staple food. This thing is so valuable."

Wang Yuying broke off one for each of the children and put the rest in the cupboard.

Yang Laosi is obviously a good judge of goods. Bananas are more delicious than any other fruit. He peeled off the skin and took a bite.

Then, he took a bite of the steamed buns, his expression was very satisfying.

If it weren't for the fear of shocking the world, Yang Jun would have to let several children eat enough.

The child can't keep his mouth shut and will go outside to show off after eating. If people know that he has this stuff to eat at home in winter, then what's the point?
"After eating, you are not allowed to hang out outside, do you hear me?"

Yang Jun warned.

"Brother, why do you always stare at me when you talk?"

Yang Laosi cast a dissatisfied look at Yang Jun.

"I'm just warning you. I feel relieved about everyone else." Yang Jun glared at her and said.

"I think you are discriminating against me?" Yang Laosi said aggrievedly.

"Don't think it's just discriminating against you. It makes people worry every day. Is there anyone else besides you?"

"so what?"

Yang Laosi curled his lips and said, "Since you are worried about me, do you have to do something?" "Do you want to ask for more money?"

Yang Jun saw through what she wanted to do at a glance.

"Now that you know everything, hurry up."

Yang Laosi smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Go away...I'll give you both a slap in the face."

……

Early the next morning, Yang Jun did not go to work, but went to Uncle Qian's house.

Yesterday, Uncle Qian called and asked him to come over and talk about something about willows.

Yang Jun didn't dare to take things lightly that Uncle Qian could call and ask about in person.

Early in the morning, a man drove out.

Halfway through, he took out a lot of gifts from the space.

Things are different now, especially during the Chinese New Year, and you can’t go empty-handed.

After registering at the gate of the military compound, Yang Jun drove the car directly in.

Uncle Qian's house was far away, and Yang Jun saw a man squatting in front of his house.

The man looked quite familiar, and his every move showed an expression of someone who wanted to be beaten.

Yang Jun held up the car and glanced at the guy.

"Where are you brushing your teeth?"

Qian Xiangrong was stunned for a moment. When he saw the person clearly, he stood up subconsciously.

Nuonuo shouted: "Junzi..."

It seemed that she suddenly didn't want to see him again, so she swallowed the rest of her words.

Turning his head, he continued to squat on the ground and brush his teeth.

Yang Jun looked at him and looked at him with a petty attitude, and suddenly laughed.

"Virtue!"

Then, he went in carrying the gifts.

Qian Xiangrong is already married, and his family does not live in the courtyard. However, he often takes his wife and children back to his parents' place for dental rituals on weekends.

Judging from the worried look on his face, he must have stayed here last night.

Others brush their teeth and wash their faces in their own bathroom, but he squats by the flower bed. How does it look like your teeth are white?

A married person still acts like a child, which seems too childish.

Yang Jun didn't bother to pay attention to him and went in directly carrying his things.

Aunt Qian is cooking in the kitchen, and Uncle Qian has just gotten up and is doing military boxing.

"Hey ha, ho hey."

Uncle Qian is older. Although he shouts loud slogans, he is really not very good at boxing.

A whole set of military-style punches, which were executed with no momentum at all and were so crooked that it was almost unbearable to look at them.

Yang Jun took care of his things and went to the kitchen to say hello to Aunt Qian.

In addition to Uncle Qian, there was also her daughter-in-law in the kitchen.

Yang Jun and her daughter-in-law didn't communicate much. They nodded and went to watch Uncle Qian boxing.

"Ha, hey!"

As the fist closing movement ended, Uncle Qian stood in front of Yang Jun with a smile on his face, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Uncle Qian, don't ask me how my boxing was? You know I'm not good at lying."

"You brat, you're getting poorer and poorer."

Uncle Qian cursed with a smile, picked up a clean towel, wiped his sweat, and waved his hand.

"Follow me to the study."

Yang Jun followed him with a smile.

When he arrived at the study, the door was locked, and Uncle Qian took out a few letters from the drawer and handed them to him.

"Let's see."

When Yang Jun heard this, he looked at the font on the envelope and felt it was familiar.

So, he found a place by himself, opened the letter and read it.

It turned out that these letters were petitions written by Yang Liu, requesting that she be transferred to the poorest and most difficult place in the frontier for training. The letters revealed her strong desire to improve herself.

Each letter was filled with sincere words, and each time the wording became stronger and stronger. In the end, it even reached the point of pressing bloody fingerprints.

When Yang Jun saw this, his head suddenly became big.

This Yangliu actually had a fever and wanted to go to the border to exercise.

Yang Jun had a headache. Others were thinking about how to transfer back, but she was actually thinking about transferring to the frontier.

A total of five such petitions were written, and each one had the momentum of not giving up until the goal was achieved.

"Uncle Qian, thank you."

Yang Jun read several letters and then said.

Yang Jun is not an indiscriminate person, and Uncle Qian's attitude is already helping him.

If it wasn't for his sake, he would have to agree based on Yang Liu's determination.

"Stop saying nice things, just tell me what to do now."

Uncle Qian sighed.

He also had a headache. He would receive petitions from Yang Liu every three days.

"I'll take it if you believe it. Just pretend you didn't see it?"

Yang Jun asked with a smile.

"Then, what if your sister writes again?"

Uncle Qian glared at him.

This approach treats the symptoms rather than the root cause, and a thorough solution must be given.

Don't look at it, Yang Jun is smiling, but there are some things he can't say clearly.

Even though Uncle Qian is one of our own, he can't talk nonsense.

"Uncle Qian, my sister is your soldier, you have the final say in her affairs."

Uncle Qian rolled his eyes and curled his lips: "Are you really willing to give it up? Then I sign?"

Yang Jun put a few letters into his arms and said roguely: "There are no letters. Let's see how you sign."

In fact, he was expressing his attitude to Uncle Qian.

He didn't want his sister to go to the frontier, but his approach was very reserved.

When Uncle Qian saw this, his face was full of smiles.

"It's not impossible, it just depends on whether your kid can do anything."

"Hey, Uncle Qian, when I came here just now, I brought you two jars of good wine, 35-year-old Nuerhong. Don't let Xiang Rong give it away to you later."

"not enough."

Uncle Qian shook his head.

"Four jars?"

"not enough."

"Batanzi?"

Uncle Qian shook his head and said nothing.

"How about I pull a car for you later?"

When Uncle Qian heard this, he hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll do as you say, and get me another [-] kilograms of pork."

Yang Jun was stunned.

What do you mean, do as I say? There was no such thing as [-] kilograms of pork just now.

Seeing Uncle Qian's expression of success, Yang Jun couldn't laugh or cry.

"Uncle Qian, you are really good at playing."

"You kid just thought I was bad at boxing."

Later, the two changed the topic elsewhere.

After chatting for half an hour, Aunt Qian came over and asked them to have dinner.

Yang Jun did not take the opportunity to leave, as that seemed too utilitarian.

"This ham is good. Your brother Junzi put a lot of thought into it."

At the dinner table, Aunt Qian said to Qian Xiangrong.

"Well, it's alright."

Qian Xiangrong glanced at Yang Jun, with a cold look in his eyes.

"Are you two having a conflict?"

Uncle Qian saw that the two of them were not dealing with each other, so he asked.

"No, I gave brother Xiang Rong two hundred kilograms of pork a few days ago."

Yang Jun asked while eating, "Is that so, Brother Xiangrong?"

"Yes, the shape complements the shape."

Qian Xiangrong said with a strange expression.

Naturally, he would not mention such embarrassing things to his parents.

Uncle Qian taught him since he was a child that a man must get up wherever he falls.

Therefore, he felt that this matter still needed to be settled with Liang Shan.

(End of this chapter)