Come to the entrance of the alley.

With the help of Yi Qiushui and Yang Mei, they loaded all the things they bought into the car.

Looking at the car full of things, the three of them suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of security.

Yang Jun drove back to the town again and came to the post office. He called the steel rolling mill.

He asked Wang Erwa to issue a work certificate in the name of the security department of the steel rolling mill, and then asked him to expedite it and send it over.

Later, he asked about the situation in the factory.

Wang Erwa told him that everything was normal, and Yang Jun hung up the phone.

After coming out of the post office, Yang Jun drove directly back to the village.

When the villagers saw the supplies brought back by Yang Jun, they were all shocked.

People in the city are rich.

White flour is bought in bags, lamb legs are bought whole, and even sorghum wine is bought in cans.

Seeing the good things being moved into the cave one by one, the villagers' eyes almost popped out of their heads.

Seeing them swallowing and their Adam's apple twitching, Wang Yuying had no choice but to take out a large bag of melon seeds from the back room and give them to them.

The melon seeds were secretly taken out of the space by Yang Jun. They were originally used to coax Yang Huai, but unexpectedly, they were used by Wang Yuying to entertain the villagers.

The second uncle's family looked at the supplies piled up in the corner with red eyes, especially Yang Anbang's two children, who put their hands in their mouths and chewed them.

Their family has never been so wealthy, and there are some things they have never seen before.

Yang Jun locked the car and went directly back to the mourning hall.

He put on his mourning clothes, knelt on one side, lowered his head and smoked a cigarette.

Wakes are very boring.

I knelt there from morning till night, and if anyone came to worship me, I would say a few words of thanks.

But fortunately, he was not the only one keeping watch. Everyone talked and chatted, and the day passed quickly.

During the wake.

Several older people came to the village to chat with Yang Jun. They chatted aimlessly, but Yang Jun could feel their flattery in their words.

He understood what these people were thinking, they just wanted to get a job quota from him.

Yang Jun can help his family unconditionally, but for people like them, Yang Jun will not do the kind of thing of 'promoting rice and grudges against rice and hatred'.

Why should I help you if I have no relatives or friends?

However, Ma Xiangxiu's father, Ma Dapao, came once. He thanked Yang Jun in person and left two bags at the front door before leaving.

Yang Jun looked at the two bags at the front door and knew that Ma Dapao bought them specially for him because he smoked pot.

Although these two packs of cigarettes were not worth the love, at least he had a grateful heart.

Yang Jun thought the cigarette was choking, so he gave it to Liu Zhi.

Liu Zhi doesn't smoke, and he doesn't usually pretend to smoke. Now that he's the grandson-in-law of the Yang family, it's unreasonable for him not to let go of his cigarette when he sees a guest.

Just in time, these two packs of cigarettes gave him a good appearance.

That night, the food at my second uncle's house was greatly improved.

I had mutton ramen for dinner today.

It is said to be ramen noodles, but in fact the noodles are cut with a knife. The reason is that the second mother is not willing to add oil when mixing the noodles, so the noodles cannot be pulled into silk threads, so they can only be rolled into dough and cut.

On the contrary, the mutton soup is quite authentic, with enough ingredients and pepper powder, and there is no smell at all.

I thought that Yang Anguo had enough to eat, but I didn't expect that Yang Anbang didn't give in too much. The two of them ate eight large bowls, and even his grandfather Yang Wenhou ate two large bowls.

It seems that the appetite of Lao Yang's family is passed down from generation to generation.

The next day is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

When Yang Jun came back from outside the village with Yi Qiushui and Yangmei, he saw Yang Anbang's youngest son lying on the table writing and drawing.

He went over to take a look and found that the child was copying a first-grade text.

"What's your name?"

The child seemed to be just like his father, introverted and blushing when talking to strangers.

He said timidly: "Uncle, my name is Yang Qun."

"Sheep?" Yang Jun heard this and subconsciously looked up at the breeding room next to the cave dwelling.

Even though Yang Qun is only eight years old, he has already reached a sensible age.

He knew what Yang Jun was thinking, so he explained,

"Grandpa hopes that our sheep will run all over the mountains and plains in large numbers, so that we will never go hungry again."

Yang Jun's head is full of black lines, and his second uncle's ability in naming is really not that good, not as good as his grandfather's.

In particular, Yang Qun's name is related to sheep as soon as he hears it. This name is something that will follow a person for a lifetime. If it is his own child, he does not want to be considered ambiguous.

"Well, you don't have to be hungry anymore, because you are going to live in a big city with your father."

"Really? Then can I eat mutton ramen every day?"

Yang Jun stroked the child's head lovingly.

This is a sensible child.

Now that classes are suspended, he still knows how to continue studying at home at such a young age. His perseverance is really commendable.

When he thought of studying, he immediately thought of Yang Laosi.

Yang Laosi stayed there for one day since the first day he arrived, and then he never saw her again.

No need to guess, Yang Jun also knew what she was doing.

"I don't know if I can eat mutton ramen every day, but you don't have to go hungry anymore."

"Thank you, uncle."

Yang Qun's little eyes were full of joy. Although he couldn't eat mutton ramen every day, at least he wouldn't be hungry anymore.

After breakfast, Yang Jun saw Yang Laosi sneaking out of the yard.

Yang Jun's mind suddenly moved and he immediately followed.

As soon as she went out, she disappeared without a trace.

Hey, calves are pretty fast.

Yang Jun followed the slope to find it and walked about two hundred meters.

Then I heard a child's voice coming from the mountain col.

He ducked and followed quietly.

He hid behind a tree on the mountainside, stretched his head out, and saw a dozen half-year-old children surrounding Yang Laosi, chirping.

Yang Laosi stood in the middle, put his hands on his hips, and shouted proudly,

"Everyone line up for me. Whoever can climb that hillside first today will be qualified to be my little brother."

Yang Jun almost laughed when he heard Yang Yu talking nonsense.

Yang Laosi has the aura of being the boss, and he is expected to be the boss wherever he goes. Now, he has only been here for two days, and he has become the leader of this group of children so quickly.

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With a command.

A dozen children rushed towards the opposite hillside in a swarm.

Yang Laosi laughed loudly and stood on the hillside, watching a group of young men charging into battle for her. Her vanity was greatly satisfied.

After a while, all the children rushed to the hillside. There was dust everywhere on them, but they didn't care, but looked at Yang Laosi eagerly.

Yang Laosi blinked his eyes and said to the boy who ran first,

"I declare that Ding Tiedan is the first place in this competition. From today on, you will be my first little brother."

After Yang Laosi finished speaking, Ding Tiedan's child jumped for joy and stood tall with joy.

The other children looked disappointed because they could not become Yang Laosi's younger brother.

"As my younger brother, I, the boss, can't help but express my feelings."

Yang Laosi liked this competitive atmosphere very much. She took out an oil paper bag from her pocket.

He opened the paper package, pinched a piece of maltose and handed it to Ding Tiedan.

"Thank you, boss."

Ding Tiedan took the maltose with both hands, bowed and offered the rainbow fart.

When Yang Jun saw this, there was nothing he didn't understand.
To be continued...