Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

The position of Director of the Supervisory Commission must not fall into Zhao Lichun's hands.

Otherwise, all the planning in Handong would have been for nothing.

The high-pressure anti-corruption campaign and the overall environment within the organization will also be significantly affected.

At this juncture, there are several candidates who are qualified to stand up and compete with Zhao Lichun.

It's possible to guarantee success; failure is not an option.

Only Yang Jianguo.

As mentioned before, he was just one step away from Vice President Yang, and what had been blocking his way was not anything else.

Rather, it was because he himself was unwilling to go any further, confining himself to these tall red walls for most of his time.

In terms of family matters, Yang Jianguo did better than all of them.

Chapter 861 One after another, a stroke of good fortune is on the horizon

Go up, and take another step.

On his way back, Yang Jianguo's mind was filled with thoughts about this matter.

He is not actually opposed to job changes, provided that they do not alienate him from the masses.

To be more precise—

The working class.

Yang Jianguo wasn't so great as to want to be some kind of savior.

However, his experiences over the years have etched the word "worker" into his very bones.

That was his flesh and blood, his spirit, his will, his soul, and even the ideals he fought for.

Yang Jianguo hopes that one day he will be too old to work anymore.

On his deathbed, he could proudly tell everyone—

I have not betrayed the working class.

Vice-President!

Whether or not to take this step, Yang Jianguo has not been so conflicted about anything for many years.

"Leader, we're here."

Looking up, Yang Jianguo saw the large red lanterns hanging in front of the courtyard gate.

The "福" (good fortune) character on the door has a slightly immature stroke.

With a wry smile, Yang Jianguo took out four red envelopes from his pocket: "These are for the children. Please give my regards to my family."

"Thank you, leader."

Xiao Li didn't stand on ceremony; the blessings and good wishes from his superiors were more precious to him than the money in the red envelope.

Besides, it's a tradition that's been around for many years.

When he was a child, he also received red envelopes brought back by Lao Li.

However, each time, the money inside would be changed from the "Great Unity" denomination to 1-yuan "Peach Blossom Red" denominations.

At the time, Xiao Li was quite happy.

One yuan is a huge sum of money for a child; it can buy a lot of nice things.

Looking back now, all he wanted was to get his money back from Lao Li.

After watching the leader enter the courtyard, Xiao Li drove the car forward a short distance, exited the alley, turned right, and parked it on the side of the road.

Open the red envelope and you'll see a brand new 50-yuan note inside.

Four red envelopes, 200 yuan in total.

He neatly tucked the money into his everyday notebook, and every year he would put it into his stamp album and save it, not a single piece missing.

When I get old, I'll take it out and give it to my children.

After closing the notebook and laying it flat on the passenger seat, Xiao Li took out four brand-new ten-yuan bills from his pocket and carefully stuffed them back into the red envelope.

"I'm much more generous than Lao Li."

After putting the red envelope back into his breast pocket, Xiao Li started the car with a cheerful smile.

Time to go home for the Chinese New Year!

Crackling~

The Wanlihong firecrackers exploded in the courtyard, and the crackling sound of gunpowder made Meng Jie, who was covering her ears, jump and dance with joy.

After the firecrackers were finished, the adults went inside to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner, while Meng Jie went to the yard to find unexploded firecrackers to set off herself.

If the fuse is missing, disassemble the cannon and pour out the gunpowder inside.

Arrange the gunpowder in a long strip, light it from the top with the incense given by the uncle, and the gunpowder scorched the ground black with a 'whoosh'.

"Fun, fun."

Meng Jie was having a great time, but Li Yaohui, who was with her, was getting bored to death.

But before he came, his father gave him a strict order.

If you dare to upset him today or make the little princess unhappy, he shouldn't come home again.

Let them fend for themselves outside, do whatever they want.

"Anyway, I can still have children, losing one of you won't kill me."

That's quite a threat. Don't let his slovenly appearance fool you; he's quick-witted.

Li Yaohui knew better than anyone where his confidence to indulge in debauchery and swagger outside came from.

Without his father, Li Aimin, Li Yaohui would be nothing. Who would even know this good-for-nothing brat?

So, he's usually a bit of a wimp, but when his father really gets angry, Li Yaohui cowers faster than anyone else.

Besides, he actually respected and admired his uncle quite a bit, and he was completely different in front of him than he was in real life.

At least, he's much more obedient and sensible than he is in front of his father.

Because he loved Meng Jie so much, he naturally doted on her as well.

He's really not interested in things that little girls play with.

I may spoil him, but I'm still genuinely bored!

"Yaohui, Mengjie, dinner's ready."

"coming."

Finally, it was time to eat, and Li Yaohui, who had been listless, instantly perked up.

Seeing the abundant dishes on the table, I couldn't help but feel my mouth water.

Strangely enough, his family's food was actually much better than his aunt's; abalone, sea cucumber, and lobsters as thick as an arm were common dishes.

But every time he comes here and eats the home-cooked meals on the table, he feels they taste better than what he eats at home.

"Zhiyi, pour your uncle some wine."

"I'll come, I'll come."

Meng Jie rushed to pour wine for her uncle, making Li Aimin extremely happy; his mouth was practically crooked from smiling.

I love this little darling no matter how I look at her.

Why didn't he think of having a daughter back then?

"Dad, let me toast you."

"well."

"Mom, let's have a drink too."

"Uncle~"

Looking at the lively scene before me, my cousin was toasting and laughing with her parents.

Li Yaohui suddenly understood why his aunt's food tasted better.

The intense emotions made even the wind in the air feel sweet.

These giant dumplings are so delicious, you can eat them one bite at a time. It's so satisfying!

Seeing her son starving, Li Lan thought, "I'll make him a few more meals of dumplings later. Look how hungry this child is!"

Little did she know that what Li Yaohui lacked was never dumplings.

"Ok!"

Li Yaohui paused, his mouth, stuffed with dumplings, moving back and forth.

A short while later, he spat out a copper coin.

"Oh my, this is the first lucky money of the day, Yaohui, you're going to have a very lucky year."

Li Yaohui was pleased to hear this and continued to pick at the dumplings.

But after a few moments, his expression froze again.

Then, another copper coin appeared on the table. This time, Yang Jianguo praised him for his good luck, saying that good things would definitely happen to him this year.

Then, the third one came out of his mouth.

"..."

Seeing the look his father gave him, he wondered whether he should be full or not.

Of the eight copper coins, Li Yaohui managed to eat five of them.

After tidying up and going back to their rooms to rest, Yingzi was still talking about it, "I said that Yaohui is still single, and he's not getting any younger. Aimin and Lanzi aren't in a hurry either."

Li Yaohui is in his mid-twenties this year, and it's time for him to consider settling down.

Some men mature once they start a family.

Who knows, getting married might even give him a glamorous transformation.

"I don't have a boyfriend, but I'm sure there are plenty of girls around me."

Yang Jianguo could easily guess how he spent his days.

Someone like him, with luxury cars and expensive watches, plenty of money, and a penchant for partying around.

He's bound to have a lot of shady lackeys around him, always trying to find ways to please him. It would be a miracle if his relationships with women were clean.

“I need to talk to Aimin later; we can’t keep letting things go like this.”

"Yeah, I'll talk to him about it later."

Yang Jianguo didn't mind her meddling in other people's business. After all, she was her own brother and nephew, so how could Yingzi not worry about them?

Furthermore, the resources controlled by Li Aimin are equally important to Yang Jianguo.

In the future, Li Yaohui will definitely inherit these resources.

If he continues to be so unreliable and unpredictable, it's hopeless.

Even if he inherits these resources in the future, he will probably squander them, which would completely betray Yang Jianguo's expectations and Li Aimin's life's hard work.

This was certainly not the outcome he wanted to see.

Chapter 862 The Difficulty of Inheritance: Learning from History

Li Yaohui, that kid, let's be honest...

He didn't do anything particularly bad; at most, he was a bit of a slacker, spending his days doing nothing productive and just causing trouble.

Okay, let's agree!

That's a bit against one's conscience.

In Yang Jianguo's view, the child actually had no other problems, except for one thing—