Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Of course, only in private.

When Yang Jianguo gets serious about his work, he won't give face to anyone.

Besides, Han Xi was terrified of his serious demeanor!

"Goodbye, boss."

In front of the courtyard house, Han Xi smiled and waved before jumping into the car and happily directing Xiao Duan to drive quickly.

"This girl." Shaking his head speechlessly, Yang Jianguo picked up his bag and walked into the yard.

Zhiyuan, who was coming out from the opposite direction, was carrying a water bottle and seemed to be tending to the flowers and plants in the front yard.

"Dad, who brought you back?"

Yang Zhiyuan looked on with some curiosity at the car that was driving away in the distance.

"My secretary, the granddaughter of an old chief."

Yang Jianguo casually asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you back so early today?"

He's already working at the grassroots level. Are people at the grassroots level really that idle these days?

"I'm off work... Also, I have some things I'd like to discuss with you and my mother."

"Hmm? What is it? Is it important?"

Yang Jianguo handed him the briefcase, snatched the water bottle from his hand, and went into the yard.

Watering these flowers and plants is a rare form of relaxation.

Flowers and plants can truly heal the soul.

"Dad, I want to join the army."

The sudden confession made Yang Jianguo abruptly tilt the kettle in his hand.

After remaining motionless for a few seconds, Yang Jianguo resumed his actions: "Well, tell me your thoughts!"

Yang Zhiyuan's idea was simple: he insisted on returning to China because of his lofty ideals and beliefs.

They either do some basic work or rise to a high administrative position.

This does not align with his plans for the future.

He didn't come back to become an official, nor did he come to enjoy a life of luxury.

It was the deeds and beliefs of his predecessors, their perseverance and lofty ideals that influenced him.

Yang Zhiyuan could give hundreds or even thousands of reasons, but in the end he convinced himself with just one sentence.

"Dad, those selfless practitioners in various fields are people that foreigners fear and cannot sleep at night."

They are the backbone of the mainland, the protective umbrella of peace, the light in the shadows, and the hope in despair.

"Dad, I want to be like them, just like our ancestors."

Chapter 477 The Great Northwest, Three Requirements

Within a month of returning, Yang Zhiyuan had found his direction.

Be a soldier!

Yang Jianguo was a little worried, but he had no reason to stop it.

The choice he is making now proves that the education he received from childhood and the understanding he was instilled with were correct.

The child has grown into the person I hoped for.

So what reason is there to stop him from pursuing his dreams and realizing his life's value?

"Dad supports you."

Suppressing his worries, Yang Jianguo gave him a proud and affirmative answer.

The next second, a joyful smile spread across Yang Zhiyuan's face.

Gaining his father's approval and support was like having a anchor in his heart.

All the previous hesitation and uncertainty vanished at once.

"Dad, it's Mom..."

Yang Zhiyuan was quite confident that he could persuade his father.

If it were Yingzi, it might be a bit more difficult.

“Your mother isn’t an unreasonable person. If you talk to her nicely, she’ll understand.”

When Yang Jianguo first heard him say he was going to join the army, he also had doubts and resistance in his heart.

But reason prevailed, and he believed Yingzi felt the same way.

Just like when she went abroad to study, she was also worried about it back then.

Even after her child left, she had difficulty falling asleep at night for a long time.

In the end, it still got adjusted.

Parents should not and should not become obstacles for their children.

It's a good thing to have ideals, beliefs, and ambitions; we should support that.

"Go, go home first."

Yingzi and her son went back to the house together, where they found dinner already prepared.

Where is Zhiyi?

Not seeing his daughter, Yang Jianguo asked curiously.

"I went to a classmate's house in junior high school. I said I would come back after having dinner."

"Oh."

Yang Jianguo responded, thinking to himself, 'The timing is perfect.'

Zhiyuan helped bring the food to the table, set out the chopsticks, and the family of three ate dinner together.

"cough!"

Clearing his throat, Yang Jianguo gave his son a wink.

"Mom, I have something I want to discuss with you."

"You said."

Yingzi hadn't realized what it was yet, her face beaming with a bright smile.

"I plan to join the army."

Yang Zhiyuan put down his chopsticks and looked at his mother intently.

He needed to make his mother realize that he wasn't joking.

It was a correct decision made after careful consideration.

Then, Yingzi's smile gradually faded.

She put down her chopsticks, glanced at Yang Jianguo, and asked, "You know?"

"Yes, they just told me outside."

Yang Jianguo nodded and said, "I support my son's idea. It's good to be a soldier. There always has to be someone to protect our country."

Yingzi didn't answer, but turned to Zhiyuan and asked, "Have you thought it through?"

"Think about it."

Yang Zhiyuan said firmly, "I had actually thought it through before I came back, but I didn't say anything because I was afraid you wouldn't agree."

He wanted to give each other some time to adjust.

He'd been away from home for ten years, and now he's leaving again after just returning. He couldn't bear it either.

That's why he waited until now to bring it up.

Yingzi lowered her head and sighed deeply.

You could hear the helplessness and reluctance in her voice, yet there was also a sense of relief and ease.

She knew things wouldn't go as smoothly as she'd hoped.

Keep the children by your side, work diligently, and get married and live a smooth life.

How could she possibly have such a good opportunity?

He's Yang Jianguo's son, yet he lives such a peaceful and quiet life.

But before that, Yingzi still harbored some wishful thinking.

Now, even those hopes have been shattered.

"Okay, Mom supports you. Is it to be a technical soldier?"

Yingzi's acceptance of this matter was higher than the father and son had anticipated.

Yang Zhiyuan was taken aback by her reaction.

He glanced at his father, and only after being prompted by his gaze did he hurriedly say, "It's a technical branch of the military, but I want to do research work."

"Scientific research is great, have you thought about where you'd like to go?"

Yingzi asked questions while picking at her food, her composure almost unbelievable.

Yang Zhiyuan was completely surprised by his mother's behavior.

But it also allowed him to let go of his last bit of concern and answer his mother's questions seriously.

He hasn't decided on a specific destination yet.

But he wanted to submit the application himself and respect the organization's allocation.

His idea was to go to a tough place, a place where he could truly achieve something.

Instead of staying in the city and doing tedious jobs that anyone can do.

Are you going to the Northwest?

Yingzi's words proved prophetic, exposing Yang Zhiyuan's final pretense.

He scratched his head shyly, then obediently nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I agree."

Yingzi put down her chopsticks again, looked at him seriously and said, "But I also have a few requests."

"First, you need to resolve your personal issues before you turn 30."

"Second, they are only allowed to conduct scientific research and not to go to the battlefield."

"Third, unless conditions do not permit, I will go home for the Spring Festival every year."

Yingzi only has these three conditions: as long as he can meet them, she will fully support him in realizing his ideals.

"I promise."

After thinking for a moment, Yang Zhiyuan readily and firmly agreed.

Getting married and having children is something you should do.

He should have met the right person by now, before he turns 30.

If we just don't run into someone, we can ask our parents to introduce us to someone later.

He didn't have any particular requirements regarding whether it was a free-choice relationship or an introduction.

My parents were introduced by a matchmaker, and they've never argued in all these years. Aren't they living better lives than anyone else?

Do scientific research, not go to the battlefield.

He could agree to that because he is a technical talent.

Even if he wanted to go to the battlefield, no one would agree.

If the day ever comes when he has to go to the battlefield, the situation will probably be critical.