Chapter 1547
The Eldest Grandson of the Yang Family
In the evening, Yi Qiushui and her group of women returned.
Today is the one-month anniversary of Yang Chengdao's grandson. They just returned from the banquet, and everyone still had a happy smile on their face.
"Old Yang, what are you doing at home?"
Seeing Yang Jun sitting alone in the living room, Yi Qiushui and the other women were taken aback.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jun didn't even lift his eyelids and said, "What are you saying? This is my home. Why can't I be at home?"
"What, none of you welcome me?"
Yi Qiushui laughed and said, "I didn't say this isn't your home. What I meant was, why did you suddenly come back from your province?"
"I missed you all, so I came back."
"Tch, you're kidding me." Huang Yani rolled her eyes and said, "With so many young girls around you, always having one on each arm, do you ever think about us old ladies who're practically buried in the ground?"
"No one would believe that if you told them that."
The group of women chattered amongst themselves, scoffing at Yang Jun's words.
Forty years ago, they might have had the capital to compete for favor, but now they are all old ladies. To say that Yang Jun likes them is nonsense.
Yi Qiushui, Huang Yani, and the others are all almost seventy years old, and even the youngest, Nini Chen Jingqiu, is almost forty. It would be nonsense to say that women of this age have much attraction for Yang Jun.
Yang Jun sat there smoking without saying a word. In fact, he wasn't lying; he really missed them and missed his family. When you get to this age, you have countless things that you can't sever ties with. After decades of ups and downs as a couple, even if there's no romantic love, there's still kinship. Each of them is a part of this family, an indispensable part, and they have become an important part of each other's lives.
Especially for someone like Yang Jun, he cherishes every minute they spend together, because he doesn't have many days left to spend with them. He just wants to spend as much time as he can until the end of their lives.
Where did you go just now?
Yang Jun only spoke after the women had finished talking.
"Where did you go? Haha, Old Yang, you're really carefree. Didn't you know it's your great-grandson's one-month celebration today?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Jun's heart skipped a beat, and then he sighed silently.
He never imagined he would have a great-grandson. Over the years, he deliberately distanced himself from his family to reduce emotional ties and avoid feeling too sad when he lost them.
If you do the math, the eldest son, Yang Chengdao, is now over fifty years old, and he even has grandchildren.
"Hey!"
Yang Jun sighed and said, "Time really flies, and the days go by so fast."
Thinking about it carefully, he realized that he had been in this world for over fifty years. If he added his forties from his previous life, he would be a centenarian now. Recalling the bits and pieces of his time here, from retiring from the army to working in a steel mill, then meeting Yi Qiushui, getting married and having children, he had been through thick and thin for over fifty years. This could be considered a golden wedding anniversary.
He remarked on how quickly time had passed.
"Even you feel that time flies by, so what are we supposed to do?"
Looking at Yang Jun's youthful face, Yi Qiushui felt both envious and couldn't help but touch her own wrinkled face, sighing at how fast time flies.
The other women were the same. Ever since Yang Jun returned from Guizhou Province, they could clearly feel that he looked younger than before. They were happy that Yang Jun looked younger, but at the same time, they felt inferior and unworthy of him.
Of course, they all had the same thought in their hearts: they knew that they would have to leave Yang Jun sooner or later, and then Yang Jun would be all alone. They were vaguely worried about Yang Jun's future.
"Hey."
Yang Jun didn't say anything, he just sighed deeply.
What could he say? What else could he possibly say?
If he could, he wouldn't want to live forever.
He used to see people say that immortality was a curse when he was scrolling through Douyin (TikTok), but he didn't take it seriously at the time. Now that he has experienced it firsthand, he finally understands the truth.
"Old Yang, where are you going?"
Seeing Yang Jun about to leave, Yi Qiushui asked.
"I'm going to see my great-grandson."
Yang Jun said as he walked.
Upon hearing this, Yi Qiushui opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, she only sighed.
After leaving Jiuyuan, Yang Jun drove his car towards the city center. Since Yang Chengdao got married, his family had moved to a manor in the city. That manor was even bigger than Jiuyuan, close to the Red House, and had very convenient transportation.
Since his son moved here, Yang Jun has only come here a handful of times. He doesn't even remember ever being here before. However, today is his great-grandson's one-month birthday. No matter what, this is Yang Jun's first great-grandson, and as the great-grandfather, he has to come and see him.
He has more than twenty sons and daughters, and nearly a hundred grandchildren, but this is his first great-grandson. In particular, this great-grandson is Yang Chengdao's grandson, the eldest grandson of the Yang family, and the person who will inherit the Yang family business in the future. No matter what, he has to come and see this future successor of the Yang family.
"Uncle Yang, we've arrived."
Sun Zhaocai opened the car door and stood beside it, speaking softly.
Yang Jun didn't rush to get out of the car. Instead, he sat in the car, lit a cigarette, looked up at Sun Zhaocai's full head of white hair, and sighed.
"Zhao Cai, you're sixty years old this year, aren't you?"
Upon hearing this, Sun Zhaocai chuckled and grinned, saying, "I'm almost sixty. Next month will be my sixtieth birthday. I hope Uncle Yang can come and celebrate with me."
"Okay, I'll definitely go."
Yang Jun smiled slightly upon hearing this, "That young lad from back then is now surrounded by children and grandchildren. Time really flies."
"Uncle Yang, I owe my success today to you, hehe," Sun Zhaocai said.
“I don’t deny that. If it weren’t for me, your family would have fallen apart long ago.”
Sun Zhaocai is a habitual domestic abuser. If it weren't for his intervention as an elder, his family would probably have fallen apart long ago, and his sons would have disowned him. Fortunately, after decades of ups and downs, his temper has subsided considerably, and the family relationships are now considered harmonious.
Have you ever thought about retiring and enjoying a few days of leisure?
If you think about it carefully, Sun Zhaocai has been with him since he was sixteen, which is almost fifty years. Although they are not related by blood, they are closer than father and son. Yang Jun even feels that Sun Zhaocai is more like his son than his own son Yang Chengdao.
"Haven't I always lived a leisurely life?"
Sun Zhaocai blinked and said, "Following you, eating, drinking, and having fun every day, what could be more leisurely than this?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Jun nodded with his finger and laughed, "You're getting more and more shrewd, kid."
After saying that, he turned around and looked at Ding Erzhu standing to the side, and said, "You're the same, kid. If you have any ideas, just tell me."
Upon hearing this, Ding Erzhu scratched his head and chuckled, "Godfather, I don't have any demands. I feel that our current lifestyle is pretty good."
"Okay, if you think it's good, then it's good. If you have any ideas, just say so, and I'll do my best to accommodate them."
"Yes, godfather."
"Thank you, Uncle Yang."
At that moment, the manor gate slowly opened, and a figure ran quickly toward them.
As he ran, he said, "Dad, what brings you here?"
Yang Jun got out of the car, looked up at his son who was even older than himself, and felt a mix of emotions.
"If the son doesn't miss his father, doesn't the father miss his son?"
After saying that, she rolled her eyes at him and said, "How long has it been since you last visited me?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Chengdao scratched his head and grinned, saying, "Dad, I've been too busy to come see you."
"Besides, didn't I see you in your province not long ago?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Jun pursed his lips and said, "I heard you gave me a great-grandson?"
"Yes, today is the one-month anniversary of your great-grandson." "I thought you would come with my mother and aunts, but it seems you've disappointed us."
"You're blaming me now?" Yang Jun glared at him and said, "I had no choice but to come in person to see my grandson."
"Dad, don't be angry. How could I blame you?" Yang Chengdao explained as he led Yang Jun into the room, "I was planning to bring the children to visit you in a couple of days, but I didn't expect you to come today, which saved me a trip."
Yang Jun nodded upon hearing this.
Then, he asked, "How's work going lately? Has anyone been trying to trip you up?"
"The job is good. No one is trying to trip me up, and no one dares to. Your son is quite capable, after all, I am your son, Yang Jun."
"You're such a smooth talker. You haven't improved much in terms of skills, but your flattery skills have become increasingly refined."
"Hehe, I'm sorry to have made you laugh."
The father and son chatted as they entered the living room.
"Dad, you've arrived."
The daughter-in-law, Bai He, greeted him with a smile and bowed slightly to Yang Jun.
"Alright, you're a grandmother now, let's skip these formalities." Yang Jun raised his hand.
"Etiquette must not be abandoned; this is a fine tradition of our Yang family," Bai He said with a smile.
Yang Jun didn't say anything, just waved his hand to indicate that it was up to her.
Bai He took the teapot from the nanny and personally poured Yang Jun a glass of water.
"Dad, please have some tea."
Yang Jun wasn't thirsty, but out of respect for his daughter-in-law, he picked up the glass and took a sip.
Just as I put down my teacup, I heard a voice coming from inside.
"Grandpa, you've finally arrived! Your grandson has been waiting for you."
The speaker was Yang Jun's grandson, Yang Mingchan. After not seeing him for several years, the boy had grown into a fine young man. He had just graduated from university last year and was now working in the same government agency arranged by his father. He was already quite capable of handling things on his own.
"Mingchan, come and sit here with Grandpa."
Yang Jun smiled and waved, gesturing for Yang Mingchan to sit down in front of him.
"Grandpa, I feel like we're more like brothers than grandfather and grandson."
Yang Mingchan sat next to Yang Jun, playfully putting his arm around his shoulder in a joking tone.
"Mingchan, how dare you talk to your grandfather like that?" Bai He glared at her son, scolding him for his lack of respect.
"Mom, Grandpa looks so young. If you go out and say he's my grandpa, no one will believe you. He looks more like my brother."
Yang Mingchan, relying on Yang Jun's favoritism, often likes to joke around. Even now that he has his own child, he still speaks and acts like a child.
Seeing that Bai He wanted to say something, Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "Alright, there are no outsiders here, don't make a big deal out of it. I think it's fine as it is."
Bai He said, "Dad, just spoil him."
Yang Chengdao chimed in, "Your grandfather may spoil you, but don't be disrespectful to your elders in public."
"Okay, Dad," Yang Mingchan said with a grin.
Afterwards, the family chatted for a while.
Yang Chengdao said to his son, "Mingchan, go and bring the child out so your grandfather can see him."
"Okay, Grandpa, wait a moment, I'll go hold your great-grandson for you."
Yang Jun's granddaughter-in-law was in her postpartum period, so he couldn't go in to see the baby and had to bring the baby out.
A short while later, Yang Mingchan came out carrying the child.
"Grandpa, your great-grandson is here."
Upon hearing this, Yang Jun suddenly found it quite amusing.
"That sounds so familiar... I remember it being a popular ringtone lately..."
Yang Chengdao and Bai He burst out laughing upon hearing this.
“Dad, you guessed right. There really is a new mobile phone ringtone that says: ‘Grandpa, your grandson is calling.’”
"I knew it! It looked so familiar."
Yang Jun laughed heartily, then stood up and carefully took the child from Yang Mingchan's arms.
The child was still small and very soft. Yang Jun's arms were extremely stiff, and he didn't know how to hold the child properly, fearing that he might hurt the child if he used too much force.
Seeing Yang Jun's stiff movements, Yang Chengdao laughed and said, "Dad, how long has it been since you held the baby?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him and said, "Are you complaining that I never held you when you were little?"
"Let me tell you, of all my children, I've held you the most."
"Ask your younger siblings, have I ever held them?"
"You little rascal, you don't know how lucky you are."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chengdao laughed and said, "Dad, I didn't mean to complain about you. I meant that you could go and see your younger siblings when you have time, so they won't complain about you to me every day."
"They complained about me?" Yang Jun raised an eyebrow.
"Well, that's right. Whenever they have a spare moment, they come to me to complain, saying that you favor me and leave all the family business to me, saying that you are biased," Yang Chengdao joked.
"I think you're the one complaining, aren't you?" Yang Jun glared at him.
"hey-hey."
Yang Chengdao chuckled twice and said, "Dad, to be honest, you're retired now and have plenty of time. Why don't you go visit your younger siblings? Go to this house today and that house tomorrow..."
"Hehe, I can complete a cycle in a month?" Yang Jun.
"Hehe, who told you to have so many children?"
Yang Jun raised his foot to kick him, but seeing Bai He and Yang Mingchan there, he lowered his foot.
"Stop being sarcastic, kid. If you push me too far, I'll punch you."
After saying that, Yang Jun asked Yang Mingchan, "By the way, grandson, what is my great-grandson's name?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Mingchan quickly replied, "Grandpa, we haven't named him yet. We're waiting for you to name him, after all, he's the eldest grandson of our Yang family."
Upon hearing this, Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "Let your dad name it. After all, your dad is now the head of the Yang family. It is only right for a grandfather to name his grandson. As the great-grandfather, I will not take what belongs to others."
"dad……"
Yang Chengdao was about to say something when Yang Jun raised his hand to interrupt him.
"Alright, I'm retired now. Don't make me worry about things at home anymore. Let me have a few days of peace."
"Yes, Dad."
...(End of this chapter)