Yang Ming was afraid that Yang Jun would regret it, so he wanted to bring his children to him before Yang Jun left.

When Yang Jun heard this, he already understood his intention.

He didn't feel dissatisfied. In this era, life was difficult for everyone, and it was normal to have calculations in mind.

Yang Jun waved his hand for them to sit down and took out his cigarette.

"Which of you smoked?"

The children Yang Ming gave birth to all shook their heads.

Children from poor families cannot afford to eat, so how can they smoke? Even if they want to smoke, they can at most get a dry cigarette pot.

One of these people had a dry tobacco pot stuck in his waist.

This man was in his mid-thirties, and looked to be in his forties due to years of hard work. This man was very strange. He was dressed like a farmer, but he had a pencil in the pocket of his coat.

"Are you Brother Shuqun?" Yang Jun said.

Yang Jun knew that his uncle's eldest son, Yang Shuqun, was a teacher in a village school. His second uncle, Yang Dong, helped him get this position.

Generally speaking, teachers in such rural areas are part workers and part farmers. They teach on weekdays and do farm work the rest of the time, which is very hard.

"Cousin... brother, if you don't dare to take this position, just call me Shuqun."

The honest and honest Yang Shuqun looked a little embarrassed. Facing Yang Jun's extended hand, he didn't know what to do.

Yang Mingsheng saw this and kicked him.

"You are such an old man, but you still can't get on the stage."

When Yang Jun heard this, he felt funny.

Even if you have the nerve to tell others, you don't have to force them to do anything.

"Cousin, isn't Brother Shuqun teaching in school? What is your plan?" Yang Jun asked.

"Oh, he doesn't need to find a job, I just asked him to come and meet you."

"Well, the teacher's job is not bad. Let Brother Shuqun do it first. The rest..."

Yang Jun looked at the other people, then pointed at a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old and said: "How old are you? What is your education level?"

Due to long-term physical labor, the girl's face is full of traces of time erosion, and her whole person has become much more mature than her actual age.

"Brother Junzi, my name is Yang Shufang. I am eighteen years old this year and graduated from junior high school."

A junior high school diploma is considered a highly educated person. This kind of education is rare even in the city. Unfortunately, Yang Shufang is from the countryside and there is no establishment for her here, so talents like her can only be buried.

"Oh, with a junior high school degree, would you like to work in the city with me?" Yang Jun asked.

"willing."

Yang Shufang said excitedly: "As long as I can have enough to eat, I am willing to go anywhere."

"Okay, you go back and tidy up, and come back to the city with me the night after tomorrow."

At this time, Yang Mingsheng interrupted: "Junzi..."

"Cousin, is something wrong?"

"Well, can you change it to a second or fourth child? Girls will get married in the future..."

Yang Mingsheng's meaning was obvious, he hoped that Yang Jun would take away the boy, not the girl.

The idea of ​​favoring boys over girls has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow. Girls will get married sooner or later. No matter how good their job is, it belongs to someone else's family. Sons are different. To put it bluntly, if the son dies in the future, the job can be passed on to someone else.

grandson's.

Before Yang Jun could speak, Yang Shufang became anxious.

"Da, please let me out. I promise you that every penny of salary I earn from now on will be given to my family. Do you agree?"

With tears in her eyes, she looked at her father with expectant eyes.

"No, can you promise not to marry for the rest of your life?"

"big……"

Yang Shufang was so anxious that her eyes dropped out of her eyes.

How could she give up the opportunity she had finally won so easily? This might be her only chance to leave the countryside in her life. No matter what, she had to fight for it no matter what.

"Brother Junzi, I want to go out, please take me away."

Yang Shuqun knew that he had not begged his father, so he simply knelt down in front of Yang Jun.

"Sister, you get up first."

No matter how hard Yang Jun pulled her, she just couldn't bear it.

Seeing this, Yang Jun turned around and said to Yang Mingsheng: "Cousin, as promised, I will take whomever I like, why do you still regret it?"

"If you do this, I won't take any of you."

When Yang Mingsheng heard this, he quickly said: "No... no regrets. Since you have fallen in love with the third girl, then take her away."

Yang Mingsheng was worried that Yang Jun would not take anyone with him in a fit of anger, and the family situation would not be changed by then, so he quickly compromised.

However, Yang Jun also knew what he was planning. Even if it were him, he would leave the only spot to his son.

"Let's do this, cousin."

Yang Jun turned around and picked an older boy from the group of children and said to Yang Mingsheng,

"In addition to taking away sister Shufang, I will also take away this younger brother."

When Yang Mingsheng heard this, he bent over and knelt down in front of Yang Jun.

"Junzi..."

Yang Jun hugged him quickly.

"Cousin, what are you doing? You are the elder and I am the junior. If you do this, won't you shorten my life?"

"I...I'm so excited."

Yang Mingsheng turned around, pulled the boy over and kicked him.

"You damn kid, you still don't kowtow to your military son brother."

The child also had an excited look on his face. After his father reminded him, he immediately realized what he was doing.

There was a 'pop' sound.

Kneel down to Yang Jun.

"Brother Junzi, thank you for your great kindness."

Yang Jun did not hide and accepted his worship.

These days, if you have breasts, you are a mother. Giving him a job is equivalent to giving him a chance to change his destiny. This kindness is comparable to the kindness of his parents. Yang Jun can't stand Yang Mingsheng's kneeling, but he still can't stand his son's.

questionable.

"Okay, get up." Yang Jun said.

When the boy got up, his face was full of tears, and he celebrated with his brothers and sisters.

The other children who were not chosen looked at them with envy, their eyes full of expectations.

Yang Jun waved his hand in the direction of the yard.

After a while, Yang Anguo ran over.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Yang Jun pointed at Yang Shufang's two children and said, "Place them in the research institute, and you will take them with you from now on."

Yang Anguo glanced at them and nodded.

"Okay, brother, no problem."

Yang Anguo is now the director of the security department of the Institute of Machinery and Science. Arranging two people is an easy task for him.

"Anguo, thank you."

Yang Mingsheng excitedly held Yang Anguo's hand.

"Cousin, there's no need to thank me. My brother arranged it, and I will do it for him even if I die."

After several years of training, Yang Anguo has become increasingly mature.

At this time, he will not steal Yang Jun's limelight.

Although Yang Mingsheng begged him, he could solve it, but it was Yang Jun who agreed to it, so this huge favor belongs to Yang Jun, and he would not stupidly steal Yang Jun's limelight.

In this regard, he does better than his father Yang Dong.

"Junzi, cousin, thank you. Our family has nothing to thank you for. If you encounter difficulties in the future, you can take my cousin's life at any time."

Before Yang Jun could speak, Yang Anguo rolled his eyes beside him.

"Cousin, it's not that I look down on you. You are not qualified to work for my brother. You have old arms and legs. Thank God if you don't hold me back."
To be continued...