Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

"Take care." After watching the group leave, Yang Jianguo looked at the technicians inside the room: "Alright, from now on we'll all be working in the same trench."

"Today has been a good start. Everyone should go back and finish their assigned tasks as soon as possible and hand them over to me."

"Okay, Mr. Yang."

"Young Master, stay here. The rest of you, go!"

After everyone else had left, Yang Jianguo gestured for the young master to sit down and said, "I plan to go out in a few days and go to the south."

"Jianguo, are you going on an inspection tour?" Xiang Shaodong guessed his thoughts.

"The inspection was one aspect, but I also wanted to take my wife and kids out for a stroll. We've never left Beijing before!"

Xiang Shaodong chuckled and said, "It's true that you should travel around. Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand places!"

"After I leave, you will be in charge of the follow-up work. Focus on getting the research institute running smoothly; all the preliminary preparations have been arranged."

"Don't worry, we can start work as soon as you get back."

Xiang Shaodong assured him that everything would be back on track once he returned from the south.

"Hmm~" Yang Jianguo nodded, still adding with some concern, "When we get there, I'll give the communications room the phone number of where I'm staying."

"Xiao Wu will also keep a record of it. You can contact me anytime if you have any difficulties."

"Okay, I've written it down."

After explaining everything that needed to be explained, Yang Jianguo saw him out and then called Wu Mei into the house to give her some more instructions.

Record the progress of his work after he leaves, keep his number in a notebook, and make sure to contact him promptly in case of any emergency.

"Director Yang, please rest assured, I will definitely take good care of the house." Wu Mei nodded solemnly in promise.

Seeing her serious and nervous look, Yang Jianguo patted her shoulder and laughed, "Don't be so serious, it's just a precaution."

"However, you really need to take good care of this house, after all, you're our head housekeeper! Ah~ hahaha..."

Wu Mei smiled broadly, her heart filled with joy.

The director praised me, I'm so happy!

As spring fades into summer, schools across the country are gradually closing for the holidays.

Hongxing No.1 Middle School was among the first to be released, and the teenagers, now completely liberated, ran wild like untamed horses.

Wearing a white plaid long dress and big black leather shoes, Zhiyi stood at the door, waiting for her brother to come home together.

"Zhiyi." A classmate waved and greeted Zhiyi.

Zhiyi smiled and nodded, happily saying goodbye: "See you when school starts."

Just as she was feeling happy, someone tapped her on the shoulder from behind, "Hey, Zhiyi."

Turning around, Zhiyi's smile vanished. "It's you, Zhao Daqiang. What's up?"

Her hair was neatly combed, and she was wearing a white shirt with a vest over it.

Zhao Daqiang, who had the air of a young master, smiled and asked, "Hehe, nothing, just wanted to ask how you're spending your holiday?"

"What's it to you?" Yang Zhiyi didn't like him; he was like a leech, constantly bothering her.

I clearly told him not to keep following me around, so why is he still like this?

"Just curious, asking." Zhao Daqiang brushed his bangs aside and tossed his hair in what he thought was a cool gesture: "I heard you're also going to study abroad?"

Zhiyi glanced helplessly into the school gate, then her eyes suddenly lit up, and she waved happily, "Brother."

Mature and composed, Yang Zhiyuan, who appeared more composed than his peers, walked straight over.

Nodding to his younger sister, Yang Zhiyuan looked at Zhao Daqiang: "What's up?"

“Brother Zhiyuan, I was just asking Zhiyi where she plans to study abroad. My family is also planning to send me abroad.”

Facing Yang Zhiyuan, Zhao Daqiang clearly lacked confidence.

He is not only a top student in school, but also a teacher's darling, a sports star on the school team, and the pride of the school.

He was popular not only among teachers, but also among most students.

Last time someone tried to bully Zhiyi, he found out.

They brought dozens of children from the steel factory to their door and almost beat them to a pulp.

When the kid had a bloody nose and Yang Zhiyuan dragged him to his sister to apologize, it terrified many people.

From then on, Zhao Daqiang's legs would tremble and go weak whenever he saw him.

"The family hasn't decided yet, and it's not up to her to decide. If there's nothing else, go back first!" Yang Zhiyuan replied calmly.

"Okay, Zhiyuan, Zhiyi, I'll be going now." Zhao Daqiang, who had been reluctant to leave earlier, now wished he had two more legs to run faster.

That stern face made him shudder.

"Pfft~" Seeing his disheveled appearance, Zhiyi covered her mouth and chuckled: "Brother, you're really something."

"They didn't do anything wrong, so don't keep scaring them," Yang Zhiyuan said, leading the way towards the station.

"No, he keeps bothering me, can't I just ignore him?" Zhiyi muttered unhappily.

She's not some little girl anymore; she knows exactly what Zhao Daqiang is thinking.

She's not the only one around her who's dating, but she's not interested in this at all.

The world described in the book, the world that Zhiyi knew from her father's descriptions, was the future that Zhiyi longed for and dreamed of.

She didn't want to stay in the small city of Beijing; she wanted to get married early and become a stay-at-home wife and mother.

She wanted to go out, broaden her horizons, and see how vast the world was.

Then, like my father, I will serve my country and become a useful person.

“Your language course has slipped this semester,” Yang Zhiyuan said, directly hitting her sore spot.

Zhiyi, who had been full of anticipation, stopped in her tracks, stomped her foot angrily, and said, "Ugh, can't you watch your mouth?"

Zhiyuan stopped, turned to look at her seriously, and said, "What's wrong with telling the truth? If this world can't even tolerate the truth, it's not far from destruction."

'Wooden head, idiot, deadbeat artsy type,' Zhiyi thought to herself as she ran forward quickly.

She wasn't going to play with an idiot; she'd go home and tell her dad, "My brother bullied me again."

Hmph, just wait and see what happens!

Chapter 286 A Severe Lesson, a Surprise Ticket

"dad…"

Zhiyi ran into the house and complained to Yang Jianguo, "Dad, my brother bullied me."

Sitting at his desk, analyzing data in a document, Yang Jianguo turned around and laughed: "Is your brother bullying you?"

The questioning tone and perfunctory attitude made the little girl dissatisfied.

"Dad, my brother always bullies me, don't you know?"

"I don't care, you have to teach him a lesson for me."

Looking at his daughter nestled beside him, Yang Jianguo laughed heartily.

"Okay, I'll give him a good scolding when he gets back. How could he bully his little sister?"

With a smug look on her face, Zhiyi wasn't in a hurry to put down her schoolbag or wash up.

He went along with it, and as soon as Yang Zhiyuan entered the room, he nudged his father with his elbow.

"Ahem." Yang Jianguo coughed, raising his fist, and shouted at his son who had just entered, "Zhiyuan, did you bully your little sister?"

Yang Zhiyuan stopped and glanced at him, then at the younger sister beside him who was making provocative winks.

He said in an extremely calm tone, "No."

"Oh, that's good. Go put your bag away and wash up!" Yang Jianguo nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

then……

And then? Zhiyi was dumbfounded.

That's it?That's it!

"No, Dad, you should discipline him!" Zhiyi said anxiously, pulling on her father's arm.

Didn't you just say you were going to teach him a 'severe' lesson? Did you forget halfway through your 'severe' lesson?

"My dear daughter, as a referee, I have to find out the truth and make a fair judgment, right?"

"You said he fouled, but he says he didn't."

Hearing him say that, Zhiyi became even more anxious, "So, you just believe what he said?"

“Yes.” Yang Jianguo replied matter-of-factly, “His personal credibility in the league is perfect, he’s trustworthy.”

Zhiyi pressed on decisively, "What about me? What about me? How many points do I have?"

Faced with such a blind and self-aware little cotton-padded jacket.

Yang Jianguo's expression was full of helplessness. How was I supposed to answer that?

Yingzi brought the food over from the stove and saw her husband's conflicted expression.

He chuckled and said, "Don't you know your place, girl? Look how embarrassed you are for your father, your face is all scrunched up."

Hearing her mother's words, Zhiyi, who was already putting on a brave face, could no longer keep up the act.

She angrily flung her arm away from Yang Jianguo's hand, stomped her foot in frustration, and went inside to put down her schoolbag.

"Hey, this girl."

Yingzi playfully scolded, "Why can't you hear the truth? You can only hear nice things?"

Yang Jianguo raised his hand to smother the conversation and laughed, "My daughter's all grown up now, she has her pride too!"

Yingzi rolled her eyes at him, annoyed, and said, "You have to earn your own reputation through your own abilities. Does it come from someone else?"

"Yes, my wife is right." Yang Jianguo stepped forward, supporting her waist and arms, and pushed her towards the stove.

"Anything else? I'll get it. You can rest."

"Go away, not again." Yingzi pouted and raised her eyebrows, her charm was indescribable.

Even after being married for over a decade, Yang Jianguo's heart still raced when he saw her.

Even the fine lines between her eyebrows were so beautiful, they made his heart ache.

"Hehe, as long as it works." Yang Jianguo smiled gently, lightly brushing a stray hair from his eyebrow.

Feeling the warmth of the fingers touching her brow, Yingzi touched her temples and murmured, "Am I getting old?"

“You don’t look old.” Yang Jianguo shook his head earnestly, and when she looked at him, he said even more bluntly, “You look even better than before.”

"She's matured and become more feminine. My wife is still the most beautiful woman in the world."

Hearing her husband's praise made Yingzi feel incredibly happy.

"You're such a chatterbox." Yingzi turned away shyly and went to scoop the food from the pot onto a plate.

Yang Jianguo waited to help from the side, his mouth never stopping: "I'm not just being cheeky, I'm telling the truth."

“Yingzi, you look more beautiful standing there than the main performer in the art troupe.”

"Alright, you're getting more and more ridiculous. You're making me proud."

"If you don't have the ability or the foundation, that's called arrogance. What you're saying is excessive modesty; outsiders would want to punch you if they heard that."

"Even after all this, you still say it's no good? Are you trying to kill us?" Yang Jianguo mimicked the tone and manner of the old woman with bound feet, speaking in a sarcastic tone.

Yingzi was so amused by his awkward movements and expressions that she squatted down on the ground.

No, no, it won't work.

Haha, he's so funny, I can't stop laughing.

The two siblings, who were washing up inside, heard their mother laughing wildly as if she were about to die.

Their eyes met, their expressions filled with innocence.

Having lived in this family for fifteen years, I still feel the absurdity of 'I am superfluous, I should leave'.