"Mr. Yang, I have nothing to repay you with. This little money is not a sign of respect, so please accept it."

After saying that, he did not dare to hand it to Yang Jun directly, but carefully placed it on the low table next to him.

Yang Jun glanced at the bankbook and saw that it looked like one million.

One million is quite a lot. In this era when the annual per capita income is less than 1,000 yuan, this million is no less than 100 million in later generations.

Yang Jun felt sad and thought to himself that this was probably the greatest sincerity Liu Aiyun could show.

However, how could Yang Jun collect this money?

As an orphan and a widower, there is no man to rely on. If he accepts this money, is he still a human being?

Besides, he is not short of money at all.

"Put it away."

Yang Jun lit up a cigarette and said quietly: "You also know that I can help you, not for your money. In other words, no matter how much money you give me, I will not help you."

The reason why Yang Jun helped Liu Aiyun was entirely due to Guo Caocao's request on his deathbed. Otherwise, no matter how much money you gave him, he would not do it.

People who reach his status will become more cautious and try not to do anything if they can. Moreover, favors are not so easy to owe, and when they are repaid, they have to be repaid several times the price.

"Mr. Yang, I know you are not short of money, but... this is the best way I can think of to report on you." Liu Aiyun said.

Yang Jun waved his hand: "I don't need any reports from you, you just need to... raise the child."

After a pause, Yang Jun continued: "Lao Guo said that if there is a suitable one, you can remarry, but..."

At this point, Yang Jun paused and stared directly into her eyes.

"However, the child must not change his surname."

This is the bottom line and the red line.

If all the children change their surnames, it will be meaningless for Lao Guo to ask Yang Jun to take care of his children.

"If it's serious, I won't say anything. If that happens, I won't be merciful."

When Liu Aiyun heard this, he said anxiously: "Mr. Yang, please stop saying that. I will never remarry in this life. I was born as a member of Lao Guo and died as a ghost of Lao Guo's family. I will only have two children in my life."

After that, I have no other requirements, I just hope to raise them as siblings."

After saying that, tears fell down.

Yang Jun took two long puffs of cigarette, and then said,

"As long as you can live peacefully, I will not ignore you. As long as I am here, no one will dare to do anything to you in this life."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang. Lao Guo said that you are a reliable person and asked us to come to you no matter what kind of trouble we encounter. We also believe in you and we will rely on you in the future."

After saying that, he stood up and led the children to bow to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun did not hide, but accepted the gift calmly.

As long as he accepts this gift, he will have more courage on his shoulders and must take on some responsibilities.

"Well, there's something I don't know how to tell you."

Yang Jun pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Do you know that Lao Guo is not the only woman who is you?"

When Liu Aiyun heard this, his face turned red with embarrassment.

He nodded, sounding like a mosquito.

"Know."

Yang Jun saw this and nodded.

As long as he knows that it will be easy to handle, he will not be afraid that there will be too many people to take care of him.

"Now that you know, I won't hide it from you. I'm going to build a villa community next door to bring you all together so that it can be taken care of easily. Do you think this is okay?"

Hearing this, Liu Aiyun hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"I'm OK."

"Now that Lao Guo is gone, there is nothing to care about. I have put aside reputation as a thing and don't value it so much. As long as I can take good care of the children and avoid causing trouble to Mr. Yang, I can do whatever I want."

Yang Jun nodded after hearing this.

He thought Liu Aiyun would object.

Just imagine, if all the women and children in Guocao lived in the same community, everyone would look up and not see each other. It would be quite awkward to think about it, but I didn't expect them to care at all.

In fact, you will know it if you think about it carefully.

People who are willing to be other people's women must be open-minded about fame, so they no longer care whether they are embarrassed or not. They only think about how to make their lives better and how their children can grow up safely.

Adults are enough.

Besides, this was arranged by Yang Jun.

Who is Yang Jun?

They don't need to ask for anything else. It's enough if they can hug Yang Jun.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Therefore, not only did they not object to Yang Jun's arrangement, they actually agreed with it.

"Okay, since you agree, there is no problem. I will notify you to move after the next door community is completed."

Liu Aiyun has discussed here that there will be other women, and Yang Jun will do their ideological work one by one.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang."

The two chatted for a while, and Yang Jun had his mother and son sent away. Of course, he also took the bankbook back.

…

Today is the weekend.

Yang Jun couldn't help but came to the river to fish.

He didn't even put the bait, just threw the hook into the river, and then lay down on the wicker chair.

"The Rakshasa Kingdom is twenty-six thousand miles eastward."

"Cross Qichong and cross the yellow mud of Jiaohai San Village."

"Just because there is a river."

"The river flows through Gou Gou Camp,"

"In Gougou Camp, the leader of the family is called Ma Hu."

"Shilihuachang has a funny name,"

"..."

"Every day I squat in a nest and lay eggs,"

"For most of my life, I thought I was a chicken."

"Then Mahu didn't know he was a donkey."

"Then the bird doesn't know he's a chicken,"

"Goulan always pretends to be elegant..."

"..."

The powerful and hoarse voice combined with a bit of Peking Opera accent gave this song "Rakshasa Haishi" such a charm that no professional singer in the world could sing it like Yang Jun.

"Pfft!"

Just when Yang Jun was singing so hard, he suddenly heard someone laughing behind him.

"Since ancient times, my father-in-law has always had a good reputation..."

Yang Jun looked back while singing.

When he saw the person clearly, his old face suddenly drooped.

"Luo, when did you come?"

The visitor is Luo Yanhong, Mu Sheng's wife, and she and Yi Qiushui are both teaching at Huaqing University.

However, Luo Yanhong is capable and sociable, and is now the vice-principal of the school, while Yi Qiushui is still the principal of the medical school, so there is a level difference between them.

"Hey, Yang, if nothing happens, can't I just come and play with Qiu Shui?"

"I don't object to you coming to play, but why don't you hide behind me and eavesdrop on me singing? You are also a university professor after all, and such sneaky things don't suit your temperament," Yang Jun said.

"Bah, who eavesdropped?"

Luo Yanhong rolled her eyes: "You sing like a pig howling. It's hard for me not to hear you."

"By the way, Lao Yang, what song did you sing just now? It sounded pretty good?"

Since the policy was liberalized, all kinds of new songs have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, but there has never been one as catchy as this song.

This song is rich and atmospheric, sung in a rap style, giving people an uninhibited impression, especially the lyrics on the facade contain a strong cultural heritage, and if you listen carefully, it has quite a charm.

"Rakshasa Haishi." Yang Jun said angrily.

"Rakshasa Sea City?" Luo Yanhong tilted her head, thought carefully, and asked doubtfully: "Which city is this and which province does it belong to?"
To be continued...