Yang Jun helped her open up her heart until she let it go.

The next day, Yang Liu came to see Yang Jun again.

Moreover, this time I came with a divorce certificate.

"Brother, I am now free again." Yang Liu said with a bitter smile.

"You're not free yet." Yang Jun smiled.

Yang Liu was startled when he heard this: "Then what does it mean to be free?"

Yang Jun smiled, then took the divorce certificate from her hand and tore it into pieces with three strokes, five divided by two.

Then he raised his hand and countless fragments flew away in the wind.

"This is freedom."

Hearing this, Yang Liu pursed his lips and smiled.

"Brother, you are really good at comforting people."

"That's all, just tear it up to save yourself the trouble."

Yang Jun stroked her head and said, "If you yell at the river now, you will feel more comfortable."

Yang Liu pursed her lips and smiled: "I don't, that would make people think that I'm crazy."

"It's okay if you don't yell. If you go back and take a nap, you will forget all your worries." Yang Jun said with a smile.

Yang Liu tilted his head and thought for a moment.

"Well, that's a good note."

After saying that, he stood up and prepared to go back.

Then he walked halfway and came back.

"Brother, you need to take a good rest recently. Look at the dark circles under your eyes and look at the bones in your body. You have been struggling a lot lately."

Yangliu smacked his lips and sighed: "I don't know what your charm is. If you can keep so many women together without causing trouble, you can be considered a capable person."

When Yang Jun heard this, his face darkened.

"That's enough. How can a sister arrange for an elder brother? You should stop meddling in my affairs and go home and rest."

"Okay, I'll give you this face."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Brother, you must pay attention to your health."

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In the evening, another group of guests came to the house.

These people are all relatives of Yang Jun's hometown.

They had already erected the monument of their grandfather and ancestor yesterday. They came here this time to move the grave of their father, Yang Gui, and to participate in the first ancestor worship.

They said they were here to participate in the sacrifice, but in fact they were all here to cheer up Yang Jun.

In the past few years, as Yang Jun has been promoted step by step, his tribesmen have also achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven, and their lives are getting better and better now.

Most of them work in the mines, each of them has contracted several mines, and their pockets are full of money.

They knew in their hearts that the reason why they could live a good life was all thanks to Yang Jun.

Therefore, they took advantage of Yang Jun's opportunity to move their father's grave and came to curry favor with Yang Jun.

Yang Jun took them to Jiuyuan Restaurant for dinner.

While everyone was eating, they discussed the details of moving the grave.

Seeing them spitting and arguing with each other, their faces were red and their necks were thick, and those who didn't know it thought they were holding a happy event for their ancestors.

"Jun'er, I've almost finished writing the genealogy. I'll sort it out a little and it will be finalized tomorrow," said my cousin Yang Mingsheng.

Yang Jun sat at a table with several elders in the family. Although he was the youngest, everyone still let him sit at the head seat.

"Thank you for your hard work, uncle."

When Yang Mingsheng heard this, he smiled and said: "It's not hard, I'm happy to work for my own family."

Yang Jun smiled and said: "That makes sense."

"Well, cousin, after you finish writing the continuation of the genealogy, leave one copy here for me, and you can take the other copy back for safekeeping. Do you think that's OK?"

The uncle patted his chest and said, "What's wrong with it? Isn't it just like this?"

"I plan to make more copies of the basics. When the time comes, every person in our old Yang family will count as one, and each of us will have one copy."

As soon as the uncle finished speaking, some people objected.

An uncle from the family said: "That's not possible. Genealogy is a very particular thing. There can only be one copy, and it must be kept by the clan leader. If there is something extravagant in the family, you have to ask the clan leader to add it.

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"Yes, yes, that's the truth. I think the same thing applies to the person named Zhang in the next village. There can only be one genealogy, not two, let alone one for each person. This makes it more formal."

"Yes, that's the truth. There can only be one copy of the family tree. Otherwise, if you add one today and another tomorrow, it will be a mess."

Everyone expressed their opinions one after another.

When Yang Mingsheng heard this, he looked at Yang Jun.

"Jun'er, what do you think?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he quickly said: "What else can I say? I can only follow the rules."

Yang Mingsheng nodded after hearing this.

Then he suddenly stood up and said to the people sitting there.

"Dear young and old men, I have a suggestion, that is, it is time for our old Yang family to choose a patriarch. I would like to recommend Jun'er to be the patriarch of our old Yang family."

"I agree."

As soon as Yang Mingsheng finished speaking, someone raised their hands in agreement.

"Yes, this clan leader is not a soldier, and no one is qualified to be one."

"That's right, this clan leader, Junzi, is the one everyone expects."

When Yang Jun heard this, he waved his hand quickly.

"Everyone, I appreciate your kindness."

"I also want to do something for the prosperity of my family, but I can't."

"My status means I don't have much time to participate in clan affairs, and my age, seniority, and experience don't allow me to take on this important responsibility."

Having said this, Yang Jun supported Yang Mingsheng and said: "Tang Bo is highly respected and the most senior person in the clan. I suggest that he should be the leader of the clan. What do you think?"

When Yang Mingsheng heard this, he immediately became anxious.

"Junzi, this is inappropriate..."

Yang Jun raised his hand and interrupted: "Cousin, I don't have the time or energy to manage family affairs. If you refuse again, our Yang family will really be in disarray."

"Here you are, patriarch. You should work harder and manage the clan affairs. I will be responsible for charging into battle and leading our Lao Yang family to make a fortune. What do you think?"

As soon as Yang Jun finished speaking, someone took a stand.

"Junzi is right. A cadre as big as him can't hang around these trivial matters every day. There has to be someone to help him solve his problems. You should be the leader of the clan."

"Brother Mingsheng, please don't refuse. You are the most suitable leader."

"I support brother Mingsheng."

Seeing that everyone unanimously recommended him as the clan leader, Yang Mingsheng hesitated for a moment, and then said to Yang Jun,

"Okay, then I will be the leader of the clan first, but let's make an agreement first. I am the leader of the clan, but if there is any important matter in the clan, you, the military commander, have the final say."

When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled bitterly and nodded.
Chapter completed!