"One-two-one, one-two-three-four."

Yang Jun took his son for a run in the yard.

Since moving to a new home, Yang Jun is not familiar with the surrounding environment, and for safety reasons, morning exercises are basically carried out in the yard.

Fortunately, the yard is big enough for their family to exercise.

Since the incident of his son's beating, Yang Jun has felt more and more that having a good body is more important than anything else, if his physical fitness is not good, I am afraid that he will not even be able to withstand the first wave of blows, and there will be nothing to do later.

"Press down, keep pressing down."

After running, Yang Jun took his son to do a leg press.

The son's usual exercise is also three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, and the basic skills are not in place, which is also the consequence of his mother Yi Qiushui and Sun Zhaodi's spoiling, I feel sorry for my son, and I feel that it is not interesting to learn kung fu again.

Son Yang Huaidao had a bitter face, tears swirled in his eyes, and from time to time he glanced at Sun Zhaodi, who was kicking the pile on the side, and Sun Zhaodi also kicked the pile for a while, and his attention was all on Yang Huaidao.

Yang Huaidao was brought up by her with a handful of and urine, and she had a deep affection for him, seeing that Yang Huaidao suffered so much, she couldn't bear it, so she couldn't help but say.

"Godfather, why don't I teach my brother?"

Yang Jun trained too hard, even if he was training in the army, he didn't train so ruthlessly.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "You can pull it down, you have been teaching for eight years, and you still look like a bear." ”

Yang Jun heard a lot of such excuses, and every time he said that he was teaching his son to practice martial arts, but in the end, it was gone.

"Godfather, I promise this is the last time, I will definitely take my younger brother to practice."

"Hehe, you said that last time."

"This is really the last time."

Sun Zhaodi stopped kicking the pile, came to Yang Jun, and took his arm and said coquettishly.

"Godfather, you just let me teach my brother."

Seeing this, Yang Jun got goosebumps all over his body.

It feels very awkward for the five big and three rough female men to be coquettish, especially Sun Zhaodi, who has never been coquettish.

Yang Jun was full of cleverness, and hurriedly pulled out his arm.

"Okay, this is what you said, the last time."

Yang Jun said: "Zhao Di, this time I am serious, your godfather gave me this face, if you don't teach your brother well, your godfather won't believe you in the future." ”

When Sun Zhaodi heard this, she grinned and said, "Thank you, godfather." ”

Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "Okay, you two sisters practice, I'll go back and take a shower." ”

After that, go straight back to the backyard.

At the turn, Yang Jun killed the horse pistol, put his body behind the shadow wall, stretched out his head to look at them, and saw Sun Zhaodi looking at Yang Huaidao to practice boxing, but when the sisters and brothers were practicing boxing, they turned back to him from time to time.

Seeing this, Yang Jun shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Back in the backyard, Yi Qiushui was still sleeping.

"I said big baby, you're not going to work today?"

Yang Jun asked as he took a change of clothes from the cabinet.

Yi Qiushui lay on the bed and squinted at him.

Then he opened his arms and sneered, "Husband, hug." ”

In the morning, the golden sunlight sprinkled red light on Yi Qiushui's lazy delicate body through the window, and the uneven figure was displayed at a glance.

The clothes in his hand were thrown away, and he pounced directly.

"Ah, husband, what are you doing?"

Yi Qiushui exclaimed, "Just hugs, just hugs." ”

Yang Jun automatically chose to block her words, and put his hands together, what should he do.

“……”

……

Half an hour, Yang Jun came out of the bathroom lazily and sat on the sofa.

With his legs on the coffee table, he smoked a cigarette leisurely.

Yi Qiushui, the girl, kept provoking when she was taking a bath, and he cleaned up again.

At this time, Yi Qiushui came out wrapped in a bath towel, bending down and wiping his wet hair.

"Husband, am I old? Lately, I've been feeling powerless. ”

When Yang Jun heard this, he snorted coldly: "You are not old, you are just a young man." ”

"Is it still a good year? It's going to be four. Yi Qiushui pouted.

Yi Qiushui is two years younger than Yang Jun, Chinese New Year's Eve is eight years old this year, she is no longer the beautiful girl who stood tall and exuded youth in the past, the years have more or less left traces on her body, her figure is slightly blessed, her forehead and the corners of her eyes are wrinkled, and her every move no longer has the feeling of a young girl.

The undefeated beauty of the years is an empty word, no one can live forever, of course...... Except for Yang Jun, an outlier.

His biological age is forever stuck at thirty years old.

Yi Qiushui is not the only one who says that he is old, even Yang Qingxiang, Huang Yani, Meng Wenya, and Nalan Qingmeng all say that they are old, especially when they stand with Yang Jun, Yang Jun is still the same as before, but their appearance has changed slightly.

Especially when it comes to that matter, they always feel more and more powerless.

"Husband, if I get old one day, will you find another woman?" Yi Qiushui asked pretending not to care.

"No, it won't."

Yang Jun replied directly without thinking about it.

"If you're old, I'll become a monk."

This kind of question is also a proposition, as long as you have half a point of hesitation, then there will be countless triple questions immediately.

Don't you love me anymore?

Do you have another woman out there?

You don't care about me anymore, you think I'm old, etc.

Therefore, when answering questions, you must be timely and to the point.

When Yi Qiushui heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched and he smiled.

Apparently very satisfied with Yang Jun's answer.

Women are a duplicitous species, and they persuade you to take concubines and find other women, but in fact, they care about your feelings about her.

It seems that the problem of not caring about it is actually killing everywhere.

"I don't want you to be a monk."

After being happy, Yi Qiushui was a little disappointed, looked at himself as a in the mirror, and then looked back at Yang Jun, who was still in the prime of life, and sighed deeply.

"Husband, why don't you go find one?"

When Yang Jun heard this, his brows furrowed.

Not again.

It's endless, isn't it?

When will this damn temptation end?

"If you say that again, I'll really enter the palace." Yang Jundao.

When Yi Qiushui heard this, he sneered and laughed.

Sitting beside Yang Jun, he put his arms around his neck and buried his head deep in his arms.

"No, you can't enter the palace for the time being, wait until I'm over fifty."

After speaking, he snorted.

When Yang Jun heard this, he couldn't cry or laugh.

It's the rhythm of draining his surplus value.

I'm afraid that when he really reaches that age, maybe he will really let him enter the palace, after all, he was still thirty years old at that time......

"Okay, then wait until you're fifty." Yang Jun said helplessly.

The two of them warmed up for a while, and then went to the front yard to eat.

Everyone in the family has eaten well, they should go to school, they should go to work, so many years, the family has long been accustomed to the habits of Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui, the two rarely come over for breakfast on time in the morning, at the beginning, I thought that the two had just gotten married, and they were still in the honeymoon period, and it was normal to be tired of being together, but more than ten years have passed, and the two are still tired of being together all day long, which makes them very incomprehensible.

So, every time they had breakfast, as soon as it was time, they would start eating.

Zhao Juhua brought the food in the pot to the table, and then went back to the kitchen.

Recently, Zhao Juhua is a bit abnormal, she is always absent-minded in her work, she always loses her cooking skills, sometimes the food is light, sometimes the salty ones are dead, and she avoids them from time to time.

Yang Jun had already seen this, but he didn't say anything about her because of his feelings, after all, Zhao Juhua had been working in their family for ten years, and it was not a big deal to make a mistake or something occasionally.

"It's salty."

Yi Qiushui took a sip of preserved egg and lean porridge, and immediately spit it out with a bitter face.

Seeing this, Yang Jun took a small sip gently.

Sure enough, it was very salty, and it was the rhythm of beating the salt seller to death.

Yang Jun frowned, and was about to call Zhao Juhua out to ask, but saw Yi Qiushui shaking his head at him.

Yang Jun pressed down on his doubts and didn't ask any more.

So, put the porridge aside and dry nibble on the fritters.

After eating, Yang Jun returned to the backyard.

As soon as I went to the study and lay down, I saw Yi Qiushui follow in.

"Husband, Sister Chrysanthemum has Alkenheimer's disease, don't blame her."

Yi Qiushui said as he made a cup of tea for Yang Jun.

"Altheheimer's disease?"

Yang Jun took the teacup with a puzzled expression.

"It's what we often call Alzheimer's."

"I know about the disease." Yang Jun said: "Sister Chrysanthemum is less than fifty, and she is usually quite cheerful, how could she get this disease?" ”

Yi Qiushui sighed: "This disease knows no age, and the people who get this disease are getting younger and younger, and even some children have this disease at a very young age." ”

"Two days ago, Sister Chrysanthemum's son found me and told me about Sister Chrysanthemum, let's pay more attention to it so as not to have any accidents."

When Yang Jun heard this, he frowned: "This kind of disease is indispensable to be taken care of by her side, I'm afraid she won't be able to come out alone to do things in the future." ”

"Who's to say it isn't." Yi Qiushui said in a depressed mood: "But Sister Chrysanthemum is a strong person, she suddenly asked her to step down, she couldn't stand it, and the two sons' families are not rich, she still wants to continue to work to reduce the burden on her son's family." ”

"Hey!"

Yang Jun sighed deeply.

Parents are counted for their children.

Most of the parents in the world are basically living for their children, and they would rather suffer all the hardships of this world themselves than the slightest hardship for their children.

"There's no way to go on like this." Yang Jun said: "Let's let her son come over to talk, after all, after working in our family for so many years, we can't treat him badly, I will give her a proper arrangement." ”

Hearing this, Yi Qiushui nodded.

"This disease is getting worse and worse as time goes by, and in the end, not only do you not recognize your relatives around you, but you also have to lose even the most basic ability to live independently, so this must be done as soon as possible."

"Go back, I'll ask her son to come over, you can talk to them."

Yang Jun nodded and said, "Well, that's it." ”

After chatting about Zhao Juhua, the two stayed in the study for a long time, and the degree of crookedness almost looked like they had just gotten married.

……

……

In the afternoon.

Yang Jun sat in the car and drove towards the old house.

Yang Chengwu personally drove the car, and the two of them were going to see the new house.

The villa area has been built and renovated, and Yang Chengwu came over to ask Yang Jun to come over to see the new house.

"Godfather, I have a situation to report to you."

While driving, Yang Chengwu said to Yang Jun: "Recently, Xiaoliu has been investigating Peng Sanwan. ”

When Yang Jun heard this, his brows furrowed.

"This girl is stunned."

Yang Jun is very cautious in doing things, and he said that Xiao Liu can't investigate anything, even the top professionals in the world can't investigate, otherwise, he won't be safe for so many years.

"Well, who's to say it's not." Yang Chengwu sighed: "However, I can also understand, after all, it is my first love, and I can't let go of it in my heart." ”

"Godfather, do you think I should stop her?"

"Don't do that."

Yang Jun said: "Let her check, anyway, she can't find anything, and if she doesn't let him check, she feels empty-hearted." ”

"This girl is introverted, I'm afraid that she will be stubborn and drill the horns." Yang Chengwu said worriedly.

"Time is a panacea, and as time goes by, she will slowly forget about it."

When Yang Jun said this, he slowly closed his eyes and muttered, "It's better than hating me for the rest of your life." ”

Sometimes blind love is terrible, it can make people do very irrational things, and sometimes it can even transcend family affection, and in a fit of anger, maybe they will turn against their own families.

Especially when it comes to rudely interfering in her love like this, it makes no sense to go crazy.

"Hopefully, after a long time, she'll forget about it."

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of a quaint community.

After more than half a year, this place has undergone earth-shaking changes, originally an old courtyard house, now it has become a high-end villa area of reinforced concrete.

The walls of the villa area are still blue bricks and red tiles, which Yang Jun requested, in order not to look so abrupt from the outside, and at the same time to integrate the architectural culture of the entire Sijiu City.

Inside, however, there is a cave, with a modern and luxurious gate flanked by stone lions and a nine-tiered staircase.

Pushing open the heavy gate, there is a villa area covering an area of more than 50,000 square meters.

A water of luxury villas, there are lawns, swimming pools, small rivers, parks, rockeries, etc., each villa covers an area of thousands of square meters, complete functional facilities, there are clubs similar to the club of later generations in the community, there are billiards room, gymnasium, swimming pool......

These are all designed by Yang Jun according to the high-end villas of later generations, and the moment he stands in the courtyard, he has a feeling of returning to the later generations, everything is new, everything is so familiar, making people have the illusion of returning to the past.

Yang Jun stood there, squinting at everything in front of him, and said for a long time.

"I can't go back, it's all an illusion."

Even though the whole villa area is very modern, Yang Jun still does not have the sense of belonging that he has found home.

"Godfather, why can't you go back?"

Yang Chengwu said: "Your original courtyard has not been moved, and it has been kept there, and you can still go back." ”

Yang Chengwu thought that Yang Jun was nostalgic for his former residence, so he sighed.

This piece of courtyard was completely demolished by him, but he only retained his original three-entry courtyard.

"If you can't go back, you can't go back."

Yang Jun muttered to himself.

He didn't explain it, as long as he understood it in his heart.

The whole villa area has a sense of the times, but the only thing that is abrupt is that there is an ancient courtyard building inside, which is used in ancient and modern times, and the combination of Chinese and Western makes people feel that they are in two eras.

Yang Jun stood at the door of the courtyard at home, raised his head and silently looked at the carved beams and paintings on the lintel.

They went in and took a look, it was still the original courtyard, the things inside were still the same as before, and people stayed inside, and there was a feeling of going back to the past.

Yang Jun went to the backyard for a walk, then locked the door and walked to the largest villa on the side.

This villa covers an area of almost 3,000 square meters, and it is next to his original courtyard house, which is specially reserved for him to live in.

The facilities here are fully functional, there are rockeries, corridors, tree-lined paths, and a small river five or six meters wide at the key entrance, in which the shadow of fish can be faintly seen.

Yang Jun went in and took a look.

Wow, it's luxurious.

The interior decoration is magnificent, not inferior to the top-notch decoration of later generations.

Nearly 500 million yuan of construction and decoration, the effect created is absolutely top-notch, to put it bluntly, this villa community can be counted in the entire Sijiu City and even the whole country.

"Godfather, are you going to move into a new house or live in an old house?" Yang Chengwu asked.

Hearing this, Yang Jun shook his head.

"I can't do this thing, I have to ask your godmother."

If Yang Jun chooses, he will definitely choose the courtyard, he doesn't like to climb the stairs very much, but Yi Qiushui can't, she definitely likes this kind of reinforced concrete house, because this kind of modern house is too functional, not only has a three-meter-wide bed, but also a bathtub for rowing, and floor-to-ceiling windows for sunbathing.

Sensei said that Yi Qiushui had chosen a new house, and it was estimated that his son would not want to live in the original house.

"Hehe, godfather, what you know is that you love your godmother, I don't know, I think my godmother is in charge." Yang Chengwu said with a smile.

"Roll ......"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "Stinky boy, no big or small, even dare to make jokes about your godfather." ”

"Hehe, godfather, I just want to know, why after so many years, the relationship between you and your godmother is still so good."

When Yang Chengwu said this, he sighed: "It's not like the two of us, as soon as we meet, we are like enemies, and we quarrel endlessly." ”

When Yang Jun heard this, he also sighed.

His godson is good anywhere, but he is a little afraid of his wife, and he is particularly afraid of the kind, every time Xiao Wu has a social meeting outside, he can hear his wife Yin Fang's scolding when he gets home, don't look at this guy who is called the fifth master outside, but at home he is like a fifth grandson, and he obeys his wife's words.

"You two don't call it a quarrel, that's a political class." Yang Jun rolled his eyes.

It's really nice to say, and I found myself under the stairs.

Is that called a fight?

People have quarrels and dealings, why only see you shrink your head into your crotch and don't speak.

Yang Chengwu smiled awkwardly when he heard this.

"Godfather, without you like you, why do you still expose your son's shortcomings?"

"In the future, when your kid goes out, he will say that he is my Yang Jun's godson, and I don't have a son like you who is afraid of his wife."

Yang Jun said: "If a woman is disobedient, then smoke, smoke until she is served, a dignified man, can you still let a girl ride on her head to and pee?" ”

There are several women in Yang Jun, but none of them dare to stab him, not even to talk back.

If you are afraid of your wife, that's a man's problem.

There are many women, so it is naturally not uncommon, the training that should be trained, the smoke that should be smoked, and I am not afraid that she will lose her temper and return to her parents' house, let alone divorce or something.

The kind of man who licks a woman, as if he has never seen a woman in his eight lifetimes, obeys his daughter-in-law's words, and wants to be a licking dog directly, and the man's face is lost.

"Godfather, if I had such a status as you, I wouldn't have to look at my daughter-in-law's face." Yang Chengwu muttered quietly.

When Yang Jun heard this, he kicked him directly.

"Roll ......"

"Something that doesn't make a living."

Is it a question of status?

Some people are born to lick dogs, and their servility is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, which cannot be changed in a lifetime.

……

Returning from the villa community, Yang Jun found that there were guests at home.

Yi Qiushui was chatting with the guests in the living room.

"Husband, you're back."

Yi Qiushui saw that Yang Jun was back, and he looked like he had lost his burden.

Pointing to the two young men in their twenties on the side, he said, "Introduction." ”

"These two are the sons of Sister Chrysanthemum, Zhao Dacheng and Zhao Ercheng."

The two young men stood cramped, their waists bowed slightly.

"Good leader."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "What is the big leader, Uncle Yang." ”

"Uncle Yang." The two said in unison.

Yang Jun nodded: "Sit down, just like your own home." ”

A few people sat down, and Yi Qiushui said: "Dacheng, Ercheng, you talk, I'll go talk to your mother." ”

After that, he went to the kitchen.

After Yi Qiushui left, Yang Jun took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and glanced at the two of them.

"To smoke or not to smoke?"

"No need, Uncle Yang, you can come by yourself." The two waved their hands at the same time.

Seeing this, Yang Jun put the cigarette on the table, then lit the fire and took a puff.

With a smoke in his mouth, he looked at the table next to him with a stall of gifts, including canned food, snacks, and various nutritional products, which were brought by the two brothers.

Seeing this, Yang Jun nodded slightly.

secretly said in his heart: These brothers are quite sensible.

"I've heard about your mother, and I called you brothers today to ask you how you plan to go." Yang Jun opened his mouth to break the silence.

When the two brothers heard this, they glanced at each other, and then the two exchanged glances, and the elder brother Zhao Dacheng said,

"Uncle Yang, we originally planned to let my mother retire directly, but she was reluctant when she heard it, saying that she would work for another two years......"

The second child, Zhao Ercheng, said: "Mom, this disease will definitely not be able to continue, and I also know that if you continue to do it, it will definitely cause trouble to Uncle Yang, but we are sons, and she doesn't listen to what she says, so I can only come to Uncle Yang to get an idea." ”

Yang Jun sighed when he heard this.

He is also a parent, so he can naturally understand Zhao Juhua's thoughts.

Just like him, he sometimes has nothing to do with Wang Yuying, the old man doesn't listen to his son, is it possible that you can still do it? Especially for a person with Alzheimer's disease, no one can bear to blame.

Yang Jun took a puff of his cigarette and said to the two brothers,

"Well, call your mom over and we'll hear what he means."