Yang Shouwen didn't see it, and Yang Chenglie's face changed.

His mouth opened, as if he had something to say. But until the end, he didn't say anything more.

From Yang Shouwen's words, Yang Chenglie heard something different. If they were still in Changping, he might not care about these things. But now they have arrived in Xingyang, can Yang Shouwen still do whatever he wants?

Yang Chenglie couldn't explain it clearly.

That night, Yang Shouwen slept on the couch.

This is a yard that Yang Chenglie left for him specifically, with a small pond and three bedrooms on the first floor.

Yang Shouwen's room is facing the Moon Gate, and there is a two-story building.

The first floor is the living room, and the second floor has two rooms, one is a bedroom, and the other can be used as a study room, which is Yang Shouwen's private space.

However, there is no design on the second floor. The study room is empty, with a desk and only a stack of manuscript paper on the bookshelf. That manuscript paper is the manuscript of "Journey to the West" written by Yang Shouwen, and it is still a shortcoming that it has not been completed.

When Yang Chenglie moved from Changping, he also brought the manuscript.

Not only the manuscript, but also everything Yang Shouwen had in Changping’s house, and was placed here intact.

And the bedroom is simpler.

Apart from a bed and a table, there is only a wardrobe and a few boxes for placing miscellaneous items.

It was such a simple room, but Yang Shouwen slept very peacefully.

From September last year to now, it took almost half a year. He was traveling through the north of the city or running around the road. To be honest, he really didn't sleep as soundly as he did tonight. Home is home after all! From the moment he walked into this house, Yang Shouwen's heart became much quieter, and he seemed to relax.

The moonlight shone through the window on Yang Shouwen's face.

The pretty face was filled with a quiet atmosphere, as if it was covered with a milky white halo.

The breeze blowing from the mountains of Shicheng, with a hint of peach and apricot fragrance, blew into the building and filled the room.

Squeak squeak!

Just as Yang Shouwen was sleeping soundly, a monkey scream woke him up.

He was looking at the eyes in a daze and saw a black shadow squatting on the window railing. He was shocked and Yang Shouwen could instinctively reach out to the pillow. However, this touch was empty. He was so striking that he suddenly woke up.

Yes, this is at home!

Before he came back to bed, he placed the gun downstairs and placed the Crow Nine Swords on the knife holder on the table beside the bed.

"Xiao Jin. What are you doing?"

Yang Shouwen recognized that the monkey was the golden monkey, and breathed a sigh of relief and got off the bed.

Xiao Jin is the name of the golden monkey.

However, Yang Qingnu prefers to call it Bimawen.

There is no way, who made the name Wukong seized by the puppy, and Yang Qingnu didn't want to change it. Bimawen was also good, because along the way, Yang Shouwen discovered that Xiaojin and Dajin, that is, the sweat-blooded BMW, had a harmonious relationship.

The monkey half-squatted on the window railing, holding the railing with one hand and pointing downstairs with the other hand, screaming in a hurry.

Yang Shouwen walked over and stretched out his hand.

Xiao Jin climbed along his arm onto Yang Shouwen's shoulder, then grabbed his ear and screamed louder.

From downstairs, the cry of the baby came faintly.

“Is it going to be a fuss in January?”

Yang Shouwen rubbed his face, shook his head with a wry smile, turned around and walked out of the bedroom, and went downstairs along the stairs.

Yang also lives in this yard, in the three wing rooms next to the small building. Yang's status in the Yang family is very strange. It is right to say that she is a slave, and it is right to say that she is a relative. All this depends on Yang Shouwen's attitude.

After moving to Xingyang, Yang's injuries have completely recovered.

But Yang Chenglie respected her and asked her to live in this small courtyard, only responsible for cleaning the courtyard and the small buildings.

Everyone in the family, including Song, was not allowed to point fingers at Yang. To a certain extent, Yang only obeyed Yang Shouwen.

After Yang Shouwen came back, he handed over January to Yang's care.

However, as I walked along the way, the first thing I saw after waking up in January must be Yang Shouwen, otherwise I would cry.

Yang had no choice but to hold Yiyue and coax her softly.

Yang Shouwen knocked on the door. When Yan Yue saw him, she immediately stopped crying. A bright smile appeared on her chubby little face. She giggled and reached out to Yang Shouwen, which meant, come and hug me quickly.

"Shizi, woke you up?"

Yang couldn't help feeling a little guilty and put January in Yang Shouwen's arms.

The moonlight shone on January's little face. She smiled brightly, and she seemed to be saying something in her mouth, looking very energetic.

"Auntie doesn't have to do this, mainly because this little thing is not familiar with you.

When I first adopted her, I cried every night, which made people feel uneasy. But after a few days, she will be fine when she gets familiar with her."

Yang nodded and smiled, "I didn't expect that in a flash, all the wicked ones would take care of their children."

She walked out of the wing room and looked at the somewhat cold courtyard.

Under the eaves, Wukong and four others ran over from the porch of the small building and crawled at Yang Shouwen's feet.

When Yang Shouwen came back, Wukong and the others immediately defected to Yang Shouwen, so that Yang Qingnu was muttering when he was sleeping.

"Yizi, how do you plan to clean up?"

Yang asked softly: "Alang has instructed that everything in this yard must be followed by your arrangements, so he has not been rectified. If you have any needs, please tell me that I will enter the city to purchase it when dawn."

Yang Shouwen stood at the door of the wing room and looked around the courtyard.

He pondered for a moment and said softly: "Go to find a craftsman to make a stone screen. I will give you the patterns and text tomorrow, and I will put them in the door. Well, I will consider the patterns on the screen again... In addition, planting some lotus flowers in the pool, there is no need to deliberately clean them. There should be experts in this area in the county town, so let them arrange them at that time."

After Yang Shouwen finished speaking, he walked outside the gate of the building.

He and Yang don’t need to be polite. If there is anything, they will go straight to it.

Yang nodded and followed Yang Shouwen.

"The living room on this floor...well, take away those tables and stools, and I will make arrangements at that time.

Also, my aunt can plant some flowers and plants to add some vitality to it. Also, the furniture upstairs..."

Mrs. Yang listened and remembered it in her heart.

After Yang Shouwen finished speaking, she whispered: "Shizi, this costs a lot of money."

"The money is fine, but it must be arranged like this.

By the way, I put it in the luggage downstairs and there are some money. My aunt helped me collect it, so it would be better to have some scattered money and save trouble. Aunt, don’t worry! I have already thought of how to find a young mother.”

When Yang heard this, his eyes were immediately delighted.

She didn't ask Yang Shouwen where he had how much money and how he came from. She only knew that she must help Yang Shouwen and be optimistic about this family.

"Auntie, it's getting late, go and have a rest early."

“That month…”

"I'll follow me tonight in January. After she gets familiar with you, my aunt will raise you."

Yang thought about it but did not object.

"Shizi, then you can rest early, too."

Yang Shouwen nodded and watched Yang return to the wing room.
Chapter completed!