One month later.

The weather gradually becomes cooler in October.

The children have started school, and there are less laughter and laughter in the yard. Yang Jun goes to the front line at two o'clock every day. As long as he does not go to the work, he will lie down on the Diaoyutai as soon as he finishes eating.

The days passed slowly and comfortably. If it weren't for the changing seasons, Yang Jun would not be able to feel the passage of time.

Yang Huai's matter has been settled for twelve years.

It’s neither light nor serious, but it’s all for Yang Jun’s sake that he was given a lighter punishment.

You know, this is a human life. In the 1990s, this kind of thing was usually done by eating peanuts. To be able to end up like this is not bad.

Yang Jun's brothers and sisters didn't interfere, and they just did whatever they wanted.

No matter what, Yang Huai must be taught a lesson this time.

If you can change it, change it. If you can't change it, just treat it as someone taking care of it so that it doesn't cause trouble for the family.

"Returning to the boat late after having fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers."

"Strive for the crossing, fight for the crossing, startle a group of gulls and herons."

Looking at the lotus flowers in the pond, Yang Jun became inspired by poetry and recited two sentences casually.

"Good poetry, good poetry."

Sun Zhaocai squatted next to him, nibbling mooncakes and nodding in agreement.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, so I ate the mooncakes in advance.

Two hours have passed since breakfast, and I haven't seen this guy stop talking.

"You know a hammer."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "I think it's time to buy a pair of mandarin ducks in our pond, what do you think?"

When Sun Zhaocai heard this, he blinked a few times.

"That thing is only available in the park, you can't buy it at all."

Yang Jun glared at him: "If you can't buy it, you won't find a way?"

When Sun Zhaocai heard this, his face showed a troubled expression.

He scratched his head, thought for a moment, and said, "How about we get two ducks?"

"Do you think others are as blind as you?"

"What's the difference between that thing? I can't tell it anyway." Sun Zhaocai muttered in a low voice.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and ignored him.

"You have to be tight on this matter, otherwise the poem I wrote will be in vain."

"I know." Sun Zhaocai said in a loud voice.

At this moment, Yi Qiushui was seen walking towards this side in a hurry.

She was three months pregnant and her belly was slightly bulging. However, her figure was already slim and she did not look that bloated.

Seeing her hurry, Yang Jun quickly stood up and went to meet her.

"Oh, please slow down, you are such a big person, why are you so irritable?"

Yang Jun supported her and let her lie on his chair.

"Baby, you came just in time. I just made a poem. Please help me correct it."

When Yi Qiushui heard this, she rolled her eyes at him.

"You still have the heart to recite poems and write poems, but I can't wait to do it."

Yang Jun was stunned: "What happened?"

Yi Qiushui: "I just received a call from my mother, saying she would be back the day after tomorrow to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"ah?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he no longer looked so relaxed.

Yang Huai's matter has not been hidden from her so far. If she comes back for the festival and finds that Yang Huai is not there, there may be another violent storm.

"How about...how many days will I go on a business trip tomorrow?"

Yang Jun asked cautiously.

Yi Qiushui hit him with her little pink fist.

"Oh, you ran away, what should we do?"

"If you can escape, a monk can't escape from the temple. Mom will know about this sooner or later. You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime."

"Besides, is this the responsibility that a grown man should have?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled bitterly.

"Hey, I don't know this truth, but... I really don't know how to open my mouth and tell my mother about this."

Yi Qiushui: "If there's anything you can't say, just tell the truth."

"You said it lightly. It's not you who gets scolded for joining in?"

"It was never me."

Yi Qiushui whispered: "Do you still expect to be able to escape this scolding?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled bitterly.

He took a small bench and sat a little away from Yi Qiushui, lit a cigarette and started smoking.

"Hey, I thought about it carefully. Instead of letting my mother know about it passively, I might as well take the initiative to tell her. What do you think?"

Yi Qiushui pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then nodded.

"This is also true."

"Mom knows. The most she will be angry with you is that you stood by and did nothing. Don't wait for her to find out later, and she will have an extra complaint."

Yang Jun thought for a while and said: "How about... I let Mei Zi speak?"

Hearing this, Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes at him again.

"You are the eldest brother, are you embarrassed? You blame your sister for everything."

Yang Jun smiled bitterly and said: "Am I the kind of irresponsible person? I don't know how to open my mouth... Hey."

Yang Jun really didn't know how to tell Wang Yuying about this.

Wang Yuying has always used Laowu Yanghuai as a precious egg. She puts it in her hand for fear of falling off, and puts it in her mouth for fear of melting. If she knew that Laowu had gone in, she would not be able to cause monkey trouble in heaven, and the family would have a good life.

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"I think it's better for you to tell your mother in person. If she knew you were shirking responsibility, she might be even more angry," Yi Qiushui said.

Yang Jun sighed: "That's all, I said so."

After thinking about it, if I raise my head or shrink my head, it would be better to tell me on my own initiative.

"I will go to the ancestral hall in person later and tell her about this."

After saying that, Yang Jun added: "Hey, you come with me too. Don't let the old lady punish me by kneeling in the ancestral hall."

When Yi Qiushui heard this, she curled her lips and said with a smile: "Look at your potential."

After saying that, he stood up and said, "Okay, just get ready. I'll go back and change clothes first and go with you."

Seeing Yi Qiushui getting up with difficulty, Yang Jun suddenly thought of something.

"You'd better not go."

"What's wrong?" Yi Qiushui looked at him in shock.

Yang Jun pointed to her belly: "You are pregnant, so you cannot go to the ancestral hall."

"Oh, why did I forget this?"

Yi Qiushui patted her head and looked apologetic.

"If I don't go with you, my mother will punish you..."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "You can't avoid what's coming, so don't worry about it. I'll figure it out myself."

Yi Qiushui took Yang Jun's hand and said apologetically: "Hubby, when the time comes, I will be a bit discerning, so you have to follow our mother's lead and don't always contradict her."

"I'm not stupid." Yang Jun said with a bitter smile.

…

Half an hour later.

Yang Jun's special car drove to the suburbs.

Come to the ancestral hall.
To be continued...