The sixth day of June, 1985.

Yi Qiuyue's second marriage officially began.

Although it was the second marriage, the scene was no worse than the first marriage.

Of course, even if it is simple and simple, it is still more scenes than the first wedding.

As a member of the Yi family, her marriage involves the interests of many people.

All the old comrades-in-arms, old colleagues, and old friends from my father's lifetime came after hearing the news.

Of course, most people came here for Yang Jun's sake.

If it weren't for Yang Jun, who would know who she is.

Of course, we do not exclude those guests who come because of their old friendship.

Yang Jun stood at the door of Jiuyuan early in the morning wearing clean clothes to greet guests.

The marriage between Yi Qiuyue and Guan Peng is a political marriage, and both of them are prestigious figures.

As the daughter-in-law of the Guan family, Yi Qiuyue will naturally go to live with the Guan family after her marriage.

However, in order to take care of their three children, the young couple agreed to continue living in Jiuyuan after marriage until the three children grew up.

Yi Qiuyue's son Yi Meifeng will inherit the Yi family's family business in the future. Although he is less than three years old now, he must not live in the Guan family. This will affect the Yi family's reputation.

It was agreed between Yang Jun and Mr. Guan that the two of them would live in Jiuyuan after they got married. If Yi Qiuyue and Guan Peng have a child in the future, the child's surname will be Guan until Yi Meifeng grows up, and the two will move back to Guan's house.

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"Please come in, please come inside."

Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui stood at the entrance of Jiuyuan, constantly greeting the guests.

His face became a little stiff due to his mechanical smile.

He hated this kind of social interaction, and of course, Yi Qiushui didn't enjoy it either.

Pregnant women become tired and out of breath when they move a little too much.

Coupled with the hot weather, the clothes on Yi Qiushui's back were soaked through.

"Can you still hold on?"

Yang Jun took the time to ask while receiving guests.

Yi Qiu Shuiqiong's nose was covered with sweat, her face turned a little pale due to the heat, her body was trembling, and she looked like she had a heat stroke.

"It's okay..." Yi Qiushui said with a bitter face.

"That's not possible."

Without saying a word, Yang Jun waved his hand and called Sun Zhaodi to him.

"Zhao Di, help your godmother go back and rest."

"I know, godfather."

Yi Qiushui did not insist: "Hubby, can you do it alone?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he waved his hands and said, "I don't know either."

"Don't worry, I will run away if I can't hold on."

"Hate."

Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes at him, then patted him gently and followed Sun Zhaodi to the yard.

As soon as Yi Qiushui left, Yang Jun's expression immediately changed.

"Xiaowu, come here and take over for me for a while."

It's not like his daughter or sister is getting married, so Yang Jun doesn't want to stand in public and stand at the door to receive guests.

If it weren't for Yi Qiushui's sake and for the future of the Yi family, he wouldn't even want to stand for a moment.

"Godfather, how can you expect your godson to get married and your nephew to welcome guests?" Yang Chengwu said with a bitter face.

"You kid, don't give me any nonsense. I want you to stand still. This is for your own good." Yang Jun glared.

"It's for my own good, I didn't notice it at all." Yang Chengwu said with a bitter face.

"You brat, I'm just letting you get to know more people, why don't you know what's good for you?" Yang Jun grabbed his ear and said.

"Yes, yes, I already understand how hard you always treat me."

After saying that, he silently took his ears out of Yang Jun's hands.

"You brat, let me ask you, what happened to the villa I asked you to build in Beidaihe? Can you live in it this summer?" Yang Jun asked.

When Yang Chengwu heard this, his face suddenly wrinkled into the shape of a bitter melon.

"Godfather, even if you kill me, I won't be able to pay the rent this year."

"Then why don't you hold on tighter? You talk so much nonsense?"

When Yang Chengwu heard this, he sighed and closed his mouth knowingly.

If he dared to say another word, Yang Jun would immediately show his face.

Seeing that Yang Chengwu was honest, Yang Jun returned to the yard.

When I passed a pavilion in the yard, I was stopped by someone.

"You damn old Yang, this way."

When Yang Jun heard this, he turned around and discovered Wang Erwa.

"What a damn..."

Just as Yang Jun was about to yell, he suddenly saw Linda holding her child beside him and shut up immediately.

Linda just gave birth to a son to Wang Erwa some time ago, and he is now just one month old.

"I said Wu Dalang, instead of selling cooking cakes, he's selling his appearance here." Yang Jun laughed and scolded.

"My uncle, you are Wu Dalang." Wang Erwa counterattacked.

Yang Jun laughed and sat a little away from the child.

Wang Erwa was scolding and throwing a cigarette over.

Yang Jun then lit the fire.

At this time, Linda nodded to him politely and said hello.

"Lao Yang."

"Yes, sister-in-law."

To be honest, Yang Jun didn't like Linda a little, and the two had a very tense argument in the past.

However, due to Wang Erwa's face, he couldn't act too much.

Seeing both Yang Jun and Yang Jun lighting up cigarettes, Linda consciously held her child and sat farther away from them.

"I said Lao Yang, your sister-in-law is getting married today, why are you dressed like a groom?" Wang Erwa joked.

This guy comes from a peasant background, and no matter how old he is, he can never get rid of his habit of taking off his shoes.

No, I took off my shoes and squatted directly on the stool.

"Damn it, I think you're blind," Yang Jun scolded.

"Hey, Lao Yang, to be honest, do you feel very disappointed when your sister-in-law gets married?" Wang Erwa continued to joke.

"Lao Wang next door, do you believe it or not, in front of your son and his wife, I will fuck you to death?"

After saying that, Yang Jun slowly stood up, came to Linda, looked at the baby in her arms, and said,

"Sister-in-law, is this child the son of Lao Wang? How do I feel about this child..."

"Your uncle, I will fight with you."

When Wang Erwa heard this, she jumped up and rushed towards Yang Jun.

"You bitch, you're only allowed to make fun of me, but I'm not allowed to make fun of you?"

Yang Jun didn't tolerate him and pushed him to the ground with his kick.

Wang Erwa was no match for Yang Jun in the first place. Coupled with his unreasonable figure and flailing limbs, he was unable to catch Yang Jun.

"Any kind of joke is fine, but not this one."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing this, Yang Jun pretended to be shocked and turned back to look at Linda.

"What do you mean? Could it be that this child is really..."

Hearing this, Linda said angrily: "Okay, Lao Yang, I can't help you two joking, but you can't always make fun of your children."

"Actually, I just want to know if this child belongs to Lao Wang."

"yes."

Seeing Yang Jun's reluctance, Linda could only admit it helplessly.

When Yang Jun heard this, he laughed.

He patted Wang Erwa's face with his hand and said teasingly: "Since I am your son, why are you so nervous?"

After saying that, he stood up and released the foot that was pressing on Wang Erwa's chest.

"You damn old Yang, I will fight with you."
To be continued...