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Chapter 850 Are you looking for me?(1/3)

Yang Jun hates others threatening him most in his life.

He can pay the fifty yuan for labor service, but the so-called hush money is really not allowed.

If it is given, things that obviously don't exist will become a fact.

Especially greedy people like this will keep asking for more once they get a taste of the sweetness. Therefore, instead of causing constant trouble, it is better to be sent to the police station directly.

Of course, this kind of thing is an embarrassment to his old Yang family after all, and he will not spread it everywhere.

Li Jianguo is in charge of this area and I believe he will handle the follow-up matters well.

The matter of Yang Dong causing trouble came to an end just like that.

However, after this incident, the brothers Yang Anguo and Yang Anbang finally became cruel and separated from Yang Dong.

Don’t you want to find a wife?

OK, I'll make it happen for you.

But the prerequisite is that the family must be separated. Yang Dong cannot continue to live in Jiuyuan and must move out and live alone.

However, as a child, you are given a monthly pension of twenty yuan, and you can do whatever you like with the rest.

Yang Dong moved out happily.

He thought that without the restraint of his son, he could find any kind of wife he wanted. However, when those women heard that he was living alone with his two powerful sons, they immediately severed ties with him.

Only then did Yang Dong realize that these women had their own agenda. If he didn't see his son as a capable person, who would want to get along with him?

Later, after Yang Dong came to his senses, he kept clamoring to move back, but Yang Anguo and the others naturally disagreed.

This is something for later, so I won’t mention it for now.



Time flew by like a flash, and in the blink of an eye, we arrived in the spring of 1980.

These days, Yang Jun is very busy, running between several women.

Nalan Qingmeng, Huang Yani, and Meng Wenya gave birth to two girls and a boy.

Meng Wenya gave birth to a boy, and Yang Jun named him Yang Chengyun.

Nalan Qingmeng and Huang Yani both gave birth to girls, named Yang Chenglan and Yang Chengzhi respectively.

Yang Jun is happy to be a father again. He suddenly had three more children and is now the father of five.

Before the baby was born, Nalan Qingmeng and Huang Yani clamored to give Yang Jun a baby, which scared Yang Jun and fled.

But Meng Wenya figured it out quite well. After giving birth to the child, she asked the doctor to perform a sterilization operation. In her words, only in this way could she take good care of the child wholeheartedly. She wanted to keep the best things in the world with her.

To Yang Chengyun.

"Lao Yang, your daughter peed again. Come over and change her diaper."

Huang Yani shouted.

Yang Jun was breastfeeding another girl here, and started tossing over there again.

"There are so many nannies at home, why do I have to do this kind of thing?" Yang Jun said with a bitter face.

Huang Yani and Nalan Qingmeng looked at each other, then pursed their lips and said with a smile: "That's why I asked you to do it."

"Lao Yang, think about it, would you feel regretful if you missed our daughter's growth?"

"So, you should try your best to spend time with your children."

When Yang Jun heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry. Looking at the dozen or so nannies lined up next to him, who covered their mouths and snickered, Yang Jun directly gave the child to Nalan Qingmeng.

"I have no regrets at all. I will do whatever you want, but I won't do it anyway."

There are so many nannies in the house that are not needed, so he is left to do things like changing diapers and feeding the children. Is he the kind of person to do that kind of thing?

Not to mention the little ones, he didn't even care about Yang Chengdao and Yang Chengcai when they grew up.

If you ask how his two sons grew so big, Yang Jun definitely doesn't know.

"Lao Yang, just spend more time with your child." Nalan Qingmeng pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

"No, I'm still a baby over forty months old." Yang Jun waved his hand.

"Pfft."

The two of them burst out laughing.

"Ten years ago, you said you were still a thirty-month-old baby. After all these years, are you still a baby?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said shamelessly.

"Isn't that just right? A baby who was thirty months old ten years ago will be a baby of forty months in ten years, isn't it?"

"According to what you say, you will still be a baby until you die?"

"Of course." Yang Jun said without blushing: "You haven't heard that a man is a baby until he dies."

"Bah, you're not ashamed. I've only heard of men dying as teenagers, but I've never heard of men dying as babies." Huang Yani curled her lips and said.

"Hey, ladies, the baby needs milk."

"roll."

The two of them shouted in unison, then their cheeks turned red and they turned around quickly.



On this day, Yang Jun was lying down at home fishing.

Since the last fish in the river was poisoned by his son Yang Chengdao with washing clothes, there has not been a single living life in the river.

However, it doesn't matter to Yang Jun whether there are fish in the river. What he focuses on is the spirit of a fisherman.

No, he just threw the hook into the river, then lay down on the wicker chair and squinted his eyes to sleep.

At this time, the sound of car radar was faintly heard.

Yang Jun opened his eyes and saw a large truck covered with plastic sheet approaching from the guard.

The truck drove very slowly, as if it was afraid of damaging something. The short distance of a few hundred steps actually took about ten minutes.

Yang Jun did not get up, and lay there squinting at all this.

"Okay, okay, stop, stop, stop, that's it."

Sun Zhaocai led the truck in front, and then stopped by the river on Yang Jun's side.

"You guys wait a moment."

After saying that, Sun Zhaocai's weight of three hundred kilograms swayed towards Yang Jun.

"Uncle Yang, could you please clear some space and I'll put some fish fry in it."

Yang Jun's place is a fishing platform, suitable for putting fish fry in. Other places are narrow and large trucks cannot drive there.

Luo Xiaojun has been very busy recently, leaving many things to Sun Zhaocai to take care of.

"Are there fish fry in the car?" Yang Jun asked.

"Well, it's all fish fry, there are 50,000 of them." Sun Zhaocai said with a smile.

Yang Jun was startled when he heard this.

Looking at such a small river, my eyes blinked.

"You tiger, you want to put 50,000 fish fry in such a small river? You can't raise fish like you do?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Sun Zhaocai chuckled and said: "Uncle Yang, we are just raising fish."

"Aren't you always saying that you can't catch fish? I'm thinking of putting in more fry, so I can catch them no matter what."

When Yang Jun heard this, he was speechless and held his forehead.

He was shocked by this guy's weird thinking.

Does the ability to catch fish depend on the number of fish?

Okay, but if I think about it carefully, it seems that it is really related.

People say that a blind cat encounters a dead mouse. Why can a blind cat catch a dead mouse? Isn't it because there are so many mice?

"What you said seems to make sense."

Yang Jun blinked, stood up, and made room for him.

"If I still can't catch fish in the future, I'll blame you."

When Sun Zhaocai heard this, he smiled bitterly.

What does your inability to catch fish have to do with me?

The reason why you can't catch fish only has to do with your technique. Look at your technique of fishing without bait, it's surprising that you can catch fish.

Do you think you are Jiang Taigong?

But he didn't dare to say this, otherwise Yang Jun would definitely let him go down the river to fish.

"Hey, don't worry, Uncle Yang. If you can't catch any more fish, I will release another 50,000 fry to ensure that you catch enough in one go."

After saying that, the security personnel behind him waved.

"What are you still doing? Pack your things."

When several people heard this, they quickly came over to pack their things.

Yang Jun had a lot of things, including parasols, deck chairs, low tables, tea and snacks, five fishing rods, an iron bucket for fish, and a net bag by the river.

Even though his fishing skills are not very good, he is quite capable.
To be continued...
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