Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Oh~

They've all gotten into the fields, it's really working!

Chapter 209 Night, the treatment at the steel rolling mill, it's insane.

Yang Jianguo left his bicycle with the other person and walked home by himself.

It's almost midnight now.

Not a soul could be seen on the street, and Yang Jianguo hurried home.

In the distance, I could see lights flickering at the bottom of the alleyway below the city gate.

black market?

Yang Jianguo thought it was possible, but he didn't go any closer.

These days, even homegrown bandits pretend to be law-abiding citizens.

That's nothing new.

Even right here in the heart of the imperial city, at night it's a scene of "a hundred ghosts roaming the streets."

It was a place teeming with all sorts of people, from the most wicked to the most wicked.

If you're unsure whether there's a black market ahead, it's best not to go near it.

Don't rush over excitedly, only to find out that they're doing private business.

Ga~

People are gone.

Yang Jianguo is quite strong; he's done a lot of blacksmithing and metalworking, and you can't do it without strength.

Secondly, while working, he was also subconsciously enhancing his own strength.

Having more strength is ultimately a good thing, especially when you encounter problems.

However, it's just for preventing minor conflicts on a daily basis.

That's all I'm doing. I don't want to suffer any losses myself.

Not to mention those traveling martial arts practitioners, even in the countryside, you never know which family might be hiding a homemade firearm.

If I shoot you right away, do you think you're invulnerable to bullets or swords?

In summary.

Yang Jianguo pretended not to see anything and continued walking.

"Brother Yang?" A voice suddenly came from the alley, sounding somewhat familiar.

As they walked out of the alley, the moonlight shone down.

Yang Jianguo squinted and looked ahead, hey~

"Brother He." The person who came was none other than He Shun, the head of the security department!

A quick glance at his waist revealed he was carrying something!

"Why are you out so late? Is something wrong?" He Shun was quite surprised to see him.

It's the middle of the night, and there's not a single decent person wandering around outside.

“Zhu Zi’s wife just gave birth, and I just helped take her to the hospital. I was worried about Ying Zi being home alone, so I rushed back.”

"Oh, she's given birth." He Shun laughed.

He Yuzhu is a good friend of mine; we've even had drinks together before!

He used to be a stubborn, unruly mule.

He can start arguing with anyone after just three sentences.

He's said to be straightforward, but most people really can't stand him.

it's better now.

They know when to flatter and when to shut up, and they always try to prove themselves superior to others.

This stubborn donkey has foals; that's a good thing.

“Big fat boy, seven pounds and two ounces.” Yang Jianguo.

He Shunzhi was delighted and said, "Great! I'll have to go find him and mooch a drink when I get back."

"Let him cook two more hearty dishes; just wine won't do."

"Haha, yes, bring us two main dishes."

After exchanging a few cheerful words, Yang Jianguo lowered his voice and asked curiously, "Brother He, are you here on a mission?"

He Shun remained calm and said bluntly, "Yes, being here to hold things up means you're destined to be a menial worker."

"Let Brother He oversee things?" Yang Jianguo looked shocked.

He Shun smiled wryly and said, "Hey, being the head of the security department sounds prestigious, but to be honest, I'm just someone's assistant."

"Alright, you shouldn't be wandering around alone so late at night. I'll find someone to take you home."

He Shun waved to the alleyway he had been in, and a tall, dark figure emerged.

Even without seeing anyone, Yang Jianguo guessed who it was.

Here comes the big guy.

Even when you can't see his face, his tall and strong shadow is truly intimidating.

It looks like a monster; it could scare the timid to death.

But when he came out, I saw his憨厚 (honest and simple) face as he scratched his head and grinned foolishly.

Break defense instantly.

"Big guy, take Jianguo back," He Shun instructed.

Yang Jianguo felt embarrassed and said, "It's not far, I can walk by myself."

"Alright, stop being so polite with me." He Shun waved his hand and said, "It's so late at night, you'd be helpless if something really happened."

He Shun patted the thing in his waistband and raised an eyebrow.

The meaning is obvious.

If something happens at night, you're no good with your bare hands; you have to see whose weapon is the loudest.

"Brother Jianguo, let me see you off." The big guy walked up to him, his smile fading.

His stern face and imposing height and physique exuded a heavy sense of oppression.

Damn it, this damn sense of security.

That was awesome!

Walking home with the big guy by his side, Yang Jianguo felt a bit lighter on his feet.

This rough and tumble guy even had a weapon tucked into his waistband.

Anyone who sees it from afar will have to keep their distance.

If I don't rob you, you're lucky. Why are you coming here to die?

Having a bodyguard like this makes me feel really at ease.

Once outside the courtyard, which was calm and peaceful, Yang Jianguo knocked on the door and called out twice, "Yingzi~"

He turned to look at Big Guy: "Big Guy, are you going back? Or you can stay here tonight."

The burly man, who had been keeping a straight face, smiled, and his 'bandit' aura instantly crumbled.

"Brother Jianguo, I still have a mission to complete!"

Hearing someone respond from inside, the big guy said goodbye and left.

He needs to hurry back and help queuing up the scene.

If anything happens, he's definitely the key player.

Seeing how anxious the man was, Yang Jianguo thought to himself, 'This Brother He is really good.'

Big Guy was the person he trusted most, and also the one with the most fighting skills.

There's clearly a mission going on tonight; they even sent someone over after running into me.

They've come to treat him like one of their own.

Yang Jianguo has taken note of this; there's a long road ahead for him!

"Jianguo, is that you?"

"Yes, Yingzi, it's me. Open the door."

When Yingzi opened the door and saw that he was alone, she was finally relieved.

Opening the gate to the courtyard at night is a real hassle.

Sure enough, all the lights in Aunt Yi's house are on.

Yan Jiefang stood behind the window and saw him waving. Only then did he turn off the light and go back to bed to rest.

"How is she?" Yingzi asked, still worried about her friend as she walked home.

The two women in the courtyard were about the same age and were both women who had married into the family from outside the village.

The two families were the closest, so naturally they had the best relationship.

It's only right to show concern!

"He was born, a big, healthy boy weighing seven pounds and two ounces."

Hearing him say that, Yingzi was happy.

OK!

Good job, chubby boy! No need to worry about people gossiping behind your back.

Seven pounds and two ounces, this child was born well.

Now, Qiuye is even more fortunate.

When we got home, Pingping and An'an were both asleep!

Yang Jianguo washed up and got onto the kang (heated brick bed).

Yingzi, unable to sleep, hugged him and said, "Shouldn't you also give the child a proper name?"

Yang Jianguo laughed and said, "It's good to get up early."

Yingzi looked up at him, her eyes full of expectation.

"Yang Zhiyuan, Yang Zhiyi."

"Ambitious, that's good." Yingzi nodded, but then asked curiously, "Yang Zhiyi, what's Zhiyi?"

"Yi means happiness, the faster, the happier."

"Have lofty aspirations, and your mind will be at peace."

Upon hearing Yang Jianguo's explanation, Yingzi exclaimed in surprise, "Aren't your expectations for our daughter too high?"

Yang Jianguo smiled faintly and said, "Is it high?"

The conversation ended there, and the two went to sleep.

The two little figures had their mouths slightly open, still lost in their dreams.

I don't know if I dreamt about something or if I didn't sleep well.

Zhiyi shuddered suddenly and reached out her little hand to the side.

Then, her fingers gently touched her brother Zhiyuan's hand, their short fingers naturally hooking together.

A happy smile appeared on her calm little face.

Sweet dreams!