Early the next morning.

Yang Jun asked Sun Zhaocai to bring a dozen security guards and follow Yang Chengwu.

Yang Chengliu's eyes felt uncomfortable, and Yang Chengwu was going to take her to the hospital for a full-body examination. Yang Jun could only ask Sun Zhaocai to bring someone to accompany him.

Although Sun Zhaocai was not very bright, he was very loyal to Yang Jun.

He will complete everything Yang Jun tells him to the letter.

Yang Jun told him that no matter what happened, he just had to look at Yang Chengliu.

After Sun Zhaocai and the others left, Yang Jun wandered to the river carrying a tea cup.

He was not in a hurry to fish, but slowly took a sip of tea before picking up the fishing rod.

As soon as I picked up the fishing rod, I suddenly thought of something, so I put the fishing rod down.

He opened the fish cabinet next to him that contained fishing tools, first caught a few large handfuls of bait in a bucket, then soaked it in an unknown potion, and then sprinkled the bait into the river.

Immediately afterwards, he hung up the bait and threw the hook into the river.

Before I could sit down, I saw the buoy on the fishing pole moving up and down.

When Yang Jun saw this, he moved his lips and jaw and muttered,

"Hmph, you want to trick me into picking up the pole again."

After saying that, he lay down directly on the wicker chair without looking back.

Fishing is impossible, his main focus is the spirit of fishing.

What he is fishing for is not fish, but fishing for leisurely pleasure.

"Pfft!"

As soon as Yang Jun finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from behind him.

Looking back, it turned out to be Zhou Miaomiao.

Zhou Miaomiao is Ma Juzi's wife. It was Yang Jun who rescued her from the Demon Cave ten years ago.

Over the years, Yang Jun has always treated her as his own sister.

"Why are you so free today? Come and watch me fishing when you have time?" Yang Jun said.

Zhou Miaomiao smiled when she heard this.

"Why, I can't come over and chat with you?"

"Brother, you see how idle you are every day, and you don't even bother to pick up the rod when the fish takes the bait. I really don't know why you come here."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "You don't understand, I'm just killing time."

"Yes, I don't understand fishing, but lying here in the cold weather, aren't you cold?" Zhou Miaomiao said with a smile.

"I do." Yang Jun rolled his eyes.

"Giggle!"

Zhou Miaomiao laughed so hard when she saw Yang Jun's rogue appearance.

After so many years, she has not shown any sign of gaining weight, and her figure has been maintained very well. If you didn't know better, you would have thought that she was a pretty girl. She walks awkwardly, giving people the feeling of a willow supporting the wind.

At this time, Zhou Miaomiao was ready to step forward and lift the pole.

When Yang Jun saw this, he frowned and said, "What's Fei doing? You have to hang the bait after raising the pole."

Zhou Miaomiao smiled and said: "I don't want to either, but I can't watch the fish hang on the hook and suffer, right?"

After saying that, the fishing rod had already been lifted up, and sure enough there was a fish weighing two pounds hanging on it.

She first lifted the fish and put it back into the river, then placed the hook against the willow tree by the river.

Seeing this, Yang Jun frowned and said, "Are you busy today?"

Yang Jun originally thought Zhou Miaomiao would be polite, but he didn't hesitate and said what he meant directly.

"Brother, I'm here to get medicinal wine for Juzi."

When Yang Jun heard this, his eyes widened in shock.

"What... what medicinal wine? I don't understand what you are talking about."

Even though he was thick-skinned enough to be asked for some medicinal wine by a woman in front of him, his face turned red because of Zhou Miaomiao's straightforward approach.

After Zhou Miaomiao put down the fishing rod, she sat on the small stool next to him.

The corner of his mouth curled up: "Brother, stop pretending, it's just that kind of medicinal wine."

"Which...what aspect? It's inexplicable."

Yang Jun was panicked and did not dare to look into her eyes.

Zhou Miaomiao curled up her lips, pursed her lips, and said with a smile: "Do you really want me to tell you? Do you dare to listen?"

Hearing this, Yang Jun raised his forehead and said, "Hey, Miaomiao, you weren't like this before, how did you become..."

"Have you become less reserved?"

After Zhou Miaomiao finished speaking, she sighed and continued: "What can I do? Juzi doesn't have the guts to come to you and ask for it, so I, a woman, am forced to come to you with a shameful face."

"Brother, I'm still less than forty, and I don't want to be so content for the rest of my life, don't you think so?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's right, if we don't just make do with it, why should we be so young?"

Later, Yang Jun continued: "It's true Ju Zi, it's so unmanly for a woman to take the lead in something like this."

"Who says it's not the case? A man under forty is actually impotent, and there is no one left."

When Zhou Miaomiao spoke, a trace of helplessness flashed across her face.

"Juzi took two bottles from me some time ago and drank them all so quickly?"

Zhou Miaomiao blushed and said: "It won't work if you drink too little, and it won't work if you drink too much."

When Yang Jun heard this, a hint of cunning flashed across his face, he nodded and said, "Then... the illness is quite serious."

"You haven't been to the hospital?"

"I've been to all the big hospitals in Sijiu City, but it's no use."

"All the doctors have sentenced me to death, but your medicine is still somewhat effective."

After saying that, his face turned as red as an apple.

Although she was brave enough, she still felt quite awkward talking about that matter in front of a man like Yang Jun.

"Ju Zi is a person who cares about face. He would rather endure it by himself than come here to find you."

Zhou Miaomiao suddenly raised her face and said: "Actually, let me tell you, what does this mean? You are the father of four children. Even if you are no longer alive, what can others say about you?"

"That's right, that's right, he's really not a man." Yang Jun nodded in agreement.

When Zhou Miaomiao heard this, her face turned red: "Brother, don't just laugh at the joke. Go get me a drink. Do you really want me to make a fool of myself as a woman in front of you?"

"Okay, okay, I'll get it for you right away."

Yang Jun stood up with a smile and walked back to the old house with brisk steps.

Returning to his old house, he first found an old cardboard box in the utility room in the front yard.

Then, with a thought, a dozen bottles of medicinal wine immediately appeared in the cardboard box.

This kind of bottle of medicinal wine is not big and can only hold four taels. It was this kind of bottle when Cai Yufen gave it to him. At that time, Yang Jun thought it was troublesome and did not change the bottle, so his space was full of this small bottle of medicinal wine.

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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The amount of medicinal wine is too small, so you can administer it three or four times at most. If you are addicted, only once or twice.

Yang Jun simply gave him a dozen bottles at a time to avoid asking for them every day.

After all, Zhou Miaomiao was his god-sister. He felt embarrassed when his sister asked his brother for this kind of wine.

When they came to the river, Yang Jun handed her the sealed box.

"Save your drink and take care of your body..."

"Thanks, brother."

Zhou Miaomiao took the cardboard box, turned around and left.

"Hey, I've helped you so much, why don't you give me some hush money or something?" Yang Jun explained.

"You are my brother. If you are not afraid of embarrassing your sister, feel free to publicize it everywhere."

When Yang Jun heard this, he was so angry that smoke came out of his nose.

Is there such a person?

Even if you don't tell him without paying hush money, you still dare to threaten him.

"Tell Juzi that he is not a man."

Yang Jun was so angry that he yelled at her.

Zhou Miaomiao rushed back and waved her hand without looking back: "He is not a man in the first place."

Yang Jun's words were like a fist hitting cotton, soft and soft, and Zhou Miaomiao's indifferent attitude made him very unhappy.

"Hey, this little boy looks quite strong, but he is also an embroidered pillow."

Yang Jun shook his head and expressed confusion.

Some people look strong, but in fact they only have three axes. Sometimes they can't even hold up one axe. The thinner they are, the braver they are.

Alas, this kind of thing really cannot be discussed according to common sense.

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Three days later, Yang Jun was lying down by the river.

Suddenly he heard footsteps coming towards him. He opened his eyes slightly and saw that it was Sun Zhaocai, Yang Chengwu and the others who were back.
To be continued...