My son got married and separated from him.

The young couple lives in Jiuyuan Villa and live a two-person world. Now they have been admitted to university without having to attend classes. Now they have four or five months left before college to start school. They can use this holiday to have a good honeymoon.

On the third day after marriage, Zhong Xiaohui and his wife arrived at the time to go back to their parents' home for three days. Early in the morning, Yang Qingxiang prepared a car full of gifts for him. No matter what, she couldn't make her son too shabby.

After coming back in the evening, Zhong Xiaohui's face was not very good. After asking Yang Chengcai, he realized that it turned out that Zhong Shanyue's condition had worsened and he didn't go to hospital for treatment. He just stood up so hard at home, and didn't know how many days he could last.

As for Xiaohui's father Zhong Yuemin, it was like this person who was really a prodigal son, who was devoted to being a filial son at home and took good care of Mr. Zhong every day.

In the evening, Yang Jun went to Yang Qingxiang's yard.

Yang Qingxiang has been exhausted these days and seems to have had fetal anger. Family doctor Cui Jie prescribed her fetal pills and was about to lie down to rest after drinking it.

Seeing Yang Jun coming, he dragged his tired body up.

"Don't move around."

Seeing this, Yang Jun quickly pressed her back to bed.

"Are you better?"

Yang Qingxiang looked at him with a tired face and forced a smile: "Cui Jie prescribed a baby medicine for me, and it's much better to drink it."

"Well, if we still feel uncomfortable when we wake up tomorrow morning, we will go to the hospital."

Yang Jun said, taking off his clothes and going to bed.

"Old Yang, I... I'm afraid I can't serve you tonight."

Yang Qingxiang looked at Yang Jun with a hint of fatigue and fear. She wanted Yang Jun to stay and was afraid that he would stay, and she was extremely conflicted.

"Silly woman, what are you saying? Are I so inhumane?"

Yang Jun asked her to lie down and helped her lie down in a comfortable position.

"I'm afraid you're unhappy."

Yang Qingxiang hugged Yang Jun's neck and said coquettishly.

"I'm not unhappy. I'm happiest to be with you."

"You are lying." Yang Qingxiang pouted.

"Haha, I won't lie to you. I've been tired these days, and I want to be lazy, too." Yang Jun explained.

"You still know how tired you are? I thought you would never be tired of it."

"That's not impossible."

When Yang Qingxiang heard this, the smile on her face disappeared and she looked at him with fear.

"I'm teasing you, and I'm taking it seriously."

Seeing this, Yang Jun gently scraped her nose with his fingers.

"I'm scared you to death."

Then, the two lay there hugging each other.

"Honey, Xiaohui's grandfather is seriously ill, and neither of them can go on their honeymoon."

When Yang Jun heard this, he sighed: "No one can do anything about birth, old age, sickness and death."

"The couple just got married and should have had a happy honeymoon. Now that Mr. Zhong is like this, their honeymoon plan has also been ruined."

"You will talk to Chengcai and Xiaohui tomorrow, just tell them to play as much as you should. Don't worry about family affairs, we will have everything." Yang Jun.

"That's true, but Xiaohui can't let go of grandpa. Even if she's on her honeymoon, she won't be happy." Yang Qingxiang.

"You are still young." Yang Jun sighed: "When they get older, they will be able to see it."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he hugged her tightly.

Yang Qingxiang felt the warmth and support from Yang Jun, and then drilled into his arms, trying to get closer as close as possible.

He likes his current situation very much. He does nothing and just hugs each other like this. The feeling is really wonderful.

"If one day I get old and fall ill, you don't have to worry about me. Eat, drink, and do whatever you should do. A person's life span is a certain amount, and one day he will leave. This is destined and cannot be changed. Instead of living with sighs, it is better to live every day happily." Yang Jun.

"Husband, I don't allow you to say that."

Yang Qingxiang changed her posture and faced Yang Jun, saying seriously: "I hope you will live for a long time and will never be sick or disaster. As long as you are well, I will be fine."

When Yang Jun heard this, his eyes became hot and he was so moved that he wanted to cry.

To be honest, if another woman said such words, he would still be a little suspicious of the truth, but Yang Qingxiang said this, so there was no trace of suspicion.

Since Yang Qingxiang followed her, she has always been towards herself, being well-behaved and sensible, and is still obsessed with Yang Jun. As a man, Yang Jun enjoys the feeling of being needed and relying on. Yang Qingxiang really treats him as her backbone. In her heart, Yang Jun is the sky, the big umbrella that she shelters her from the wind and rain. Naturally, she doesn't want something to happen to Yang Jun.

"baby."

Yang Jun hugged her tightly, rubbed her forehead with his chin, and felt endless love.

"You said why do I like you so much?" Yang Jun murmured.

"I like you, husband, too."

The two hugged each other and slept tightly.

The next day, his son Yang Chengcai and his daughter-in-law set out on their honeymoon.

They didn't go far, they were in Jincheng. On the one hand, they lived in the world of two people, and on the other hand, if Mr. Zhong's condition worsened, they could come back as soon as possible.

Yang Jun handed over the Jincheng Beach Manor Villa to their couple, so that they could live with confidence and stay as long as they wanted.

Yang Qingxiang personally sent them out of the city despite her own fatigue.

When she came back, she cried loudly.

For the first time, she felt that her son had really grown up. For the first time, she didn't need her mother's love and care. The feeling of not being needed made her feel empty, just like being pulled away by someone's backbone. After returning home, she was depressed and locked herself in the room all day long.

Yang Jun thought she was tired these two days and did not disturb her rest.

After breakfast, Yang Jun went to work in the unit.

After not going there for so many days, the unit has accumulated a lot of things, so he is going to take a day to handle official business.

After arriving, he first called Tan Qin to his office and chatted while placing documents.

There was a note behind these documents, which were written by Tan Qin. He could tell how to approve it with just a glance. If he agreed, he agreed. If he did not agree, he would ask Tan Qin to write the reasons for his objection on the spot. He rarely wrote the whole process.

Tan Qin has a strong work ability. To be honest, she can easily sit in Yang Jun’s position, and sometimes she even handles it better than Yang Jun.

Of course, it doesn’t mean that you can do this job. Sometimes it’s not as simple as ability. Many of them are human nature. No matter how capable you are, you will still be useless without the help of noble people.

"I said, Boss, you must treat me to a good meal, see how tired I am."

After finally finishing all the documents, Tan Qin said while swaying her sore arms in writing.

"Okay, no problem. You can eat whatever you want. I will reimburse you for reimbursement after you finish."

Yang Jun put his legs crossed on the desk, holding a teacup in his hand, looking leisurely.

"Not energetic."

Tan Qin pouted and said, "I mean you have a meal with me. I don't want to go to the restaurant alone to have dinner. That's so boring."

"Then you can call your husband or bring your child with you. No matter how much you eat, I will report it to you."

"Oh, boss, you know that what I meant was not what I meant, you are so boring."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun smiled and said, "You are the one who is bored."

"If you have anything to say directly, I have to let me have dinner with you."

"Tell me, is there something wrong?"

When Tan Qin heard this, she laughed.

"Hehe, boss, you're so wise and can't hide anything from you."

After that, he paused slightly and then said, "My old money said that thanks to your care and support for so many years, I would like to invite you to have a meal to express my gratitude."

Yang Jun smiled when he heard this.

"I said you are bored and you don't admit it. Can't you just say something if you have something?"

"Talk it straight, has your Qianhai stayed in one place?"

Tan Qin's husband Qian Hai was promoted by Yang Jun. It is no exaggeration to say that he is his own people now. However, Yang Jun and him usually have no interaction, and basically rely on Tan Qin to communicate.

"Yes, boss."

When Tan Qin heard this, she smiled embarrassedly.

"My old Qian has been in that position for almost three years and has done enough. He said he wanted to change his position, but he has never had the chance..."

"Boss, isn't it troublesome?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun raised his eyebrows and said, "No trouble, no trouble at all."

After saying that, he pondered slightly and said, "There is no need to eat. I will arrange it back and let him wait for news this week."

"Boss."
To be continued...