Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

But the peasant woman's eyes welled up with tears as she heard this, and she choked up and said, "My husband... died in this car."

Hearing this, Yang Jun's heart tightened and he understood instantly.

She was willing to give the cart away to avoid those unpleasant memories. He did not ask more questions, not wanting to hurt her feelings.

Yang Jun said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I don't understand the situation..."

She wiped her tears and shook her head slightly to tell him not to take it to heart. "Just take it if you need it."

She took the child into the house, leaving Yang Jun standing alone in the yard. He felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it difficult to breathe. He felt deeply sympathetic as he watched the young widow in front of him bear the heavy pressure of life.

He silently took out a green bean, put it in the corner of the house, picked up the cart and left, determined to do his best to help the poor woman, even though he didn't need it.

He chose to push the cart to the edge of the forest, which was the regular road taken by Yang Anguo and his team, and waited for them to pass by. Then he waited near the bus stop, smoking quietly, and stayed where he was.

He hadn't even finished smoking a cigarette when hunger came quietly. A busy day made him forget about lunch, and his empty stomach was growling.

He opened the space bag, took out five big hot meat buns, and filled his stomach with tomato and egg soup.

After eating a few meat buns, he seemed to be filled with energy and his whole mental state was refreshed.

With this thought in mind, he took out another twenty meat buns and placed them on the back seat of the car, intending to prepare them for Yang Anguo and the others.

Glancing at his watch, he saw that more than two hours had passed and they still hadn't arrived, so he took off his shoes and took a nap in the car.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Yang Jun suddenly heard the sound of running water deep in the forest. He opened his eyes and saw that the sky was slightly dusky and the sun had already set most of the way down.

It was about 5:40 in the afternoon. He stood up, stretched, and looked up at the forest. At this time, Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi were carrying a wild boar towards this side with difficulty, and their steps were laborious.

Their strong bodies no longer seem upright, and they move unsteadily with every step, like hunchbacked old men.

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Ma Xiangxiu was also very tired. Carrying a sack of wild vegetables was already heavy, and she had not eaten or drunk anything for a whole day. She was now staggering, carrying the sack and staggering as she followed behind.

"An Guo, Ju Zi, put down the wild boar first and eat some buns." Yang Jun shouted while standing at the edge of the woods.

The two men looked up at Yang Jun, then tilted their bodies and threw the wild boar directly to the ground.

"Brother, don't play tricks. Are there really buns to eat?" Yang Anguo said breathlessly with anticipation on his face.

Yang Shen took out a bun from the car and showed it to them.

"I just bought it from the village. It's still hot. Come and get it," he responded.

"Brother..." Yang Anguo was so excited that he almost forgot Mandarin and only responded in his hometown dialect.

"Eat slowly, there's plenty." Yang Jun persuaded them as he looked at their greedy looks.

"Why did you run ahead? Juzi and I were almost exhausted looking for you." Yang Anguo asked curiously while eating.

"Oh, I took a shortcut back because it was too light to carry. I came back to make preparations first, otherwise how can I carry it back?" Yang Jun pointed to the small wooden board, "I want to prepare everything."

He couldn't help feeling guilty when he thought that he had run away first and they were left worrying about him not being able to find the way back.

They were both hungry and tired, so after eating the buns, they continued to move the pig. But this time, they lifted it instead of holding it up.

When the three pigs were put together, the cart immediately showed limited capacity. Only the heaviest pig could be put down, and the other two pigs, the largest one was pressed on the bottom, and the remaining 250 pounds were stacked on top, with the smallest one placed horizontally on the handlebars.

Ma Xiangxiu put the remaining wild vegetables on the jeep and returned first with Yang Jun. Yang Juzi and Yang Anguo followed behind, pulling the heavy cart.

The journey back to the city would take at least two hours. If we walked on such a long journey of 150 miles, we might not arrive until the next morning.

However, the two young men are now full of fighting spirit, and their minds are full of thoughts about the huge profits after selling the pigs. They will not feel tired even if the journey is long.

After waving goodbye to them, Yang Jun drove Ma Xiangxiu home first.

They returned home at eight o'clock in the evening. He took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and then returned to his room to rest.

The next morning, Ma Xiangxiu, who was preparing breakfast, told Yang Jun that Yang Juzi and the others had not returned home yet.

He thought to himself, it was true.

After a long journey of more than 24 miles, it would be impossible to return without three days. Recalling the speed of the team's rapid march, the fastest was only 129 kilometers completed in hours, and Yang Anguo and his loaded carts were expected to go even slower. If you want to get back to the city as soon as possible, you will definitely not be able to do it without these three days.

After breakfast, he and Yi Qiushui started working together. As soon as he got on the job, he instructed his secretary Jiang Haitao to go to the dispatch department to rent a truck to pick up Yang Anguo and others.

Although it was the first time that Yang Jun used the company car for personal matters, he did not use it for nothing and asked Jiang Haitao to pay the corresponding usage fee and gasoline fee as compensation. Then, he drove away from the factory with the driver.

In fact, he could have asked Jiang Haitao to handle this matter, but in the morning, his attention was once again occupied by Lu Changsheng, the head of the production department, and a group of entourage blocking the door of the office. Helplessly, he took this opportunity to escape from the office area.

After more than an hour's journey, they met Yang Anguo and his friends halfway. They were sitting on the side of the road and taking a rest. Yang Anguo's hometown dialect was still strong. He stood up and checked his whole body again. Facing his actions, Yang Jun kicked him in anger and turned to Ma Juzi.

Ma Juzi looked at Yang Jun with a red face, and subconsciously moved away from the woman holding the child. When he saw Yang Jun appear, his reaction puzzled the latter.

"It's you?" he asked in surprise.

The woman holding the child was none other than the mother and child they had met in Mentougou. Her face was sallow, and she seemed to be exhausted from hunger or fatigue. "Uncle, I finally caught up with you. I'm here to pay back the money I owed you."

The woman's pale face showed a struggle. She took out a bulging handkerchief from her bosom and untied it, revealing a golden bar. The appearance of the gold bar came into view. It was the one he had given to the mother and son.

He had intended to help them out of kindness, but he had not expected that they would be so honest and sincere, and would insist on returning their original kindness. Faced with this situation, Yang Jun did not take over immediately, but instead looked at their tired figures and asked with concern: "Why are you with them?"

"This is my family's car, I recognize it. I asked those brothers to come find you. Now that I found you, I really can't take the money anymore." The woman said, pushing the gold bar towards Yang Jun again.

"Which money?" Yang Jun asked deliberately in confusion, "I remember clearly giving you the car."

After hearing this, the woman blushed. She said sincerely: "Brother, don't misunderstand me. This money is definitely what you left for me. Although I am poor, I still have ambitions. You are a kind person, and I am grateful for your kindness. But this money, really, I can't take it."

Before Yang Jun could open his mouth to persuade her further, the woman had already stuffed the gold bar directly into his hand, bowed to express her gratitude, and then slowly left with the baby in her arms.

"Wait." He called again. "Little sister, this is indeed the money left for you. It is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it."

Hearing what Yang Jun said, the woman turned around with tears in her eyes and said in a choked voice: "Brother, you are a really kind person. Leaving me so much money shows that you really want to help me. I shed tears because I am moved, not just because of the money."

At this point, the woman and the child in her arms could not hold back their tears, and Ma Juzi, who was watching, hurried forward to comfort them, while she also explained to her brother the whole story.

From Ma Juzi's words, Yang Jun established the identity of the woman in front of him, Zhou Miaomiao, who was originally from Zhoujiabao. Two years ago, she married to a man from Mentougou Village. Her married life was relatively stable, and the couple had a deep relationship and a daughter as a companion. However, two months ago, Zhou Miaomiao's husband accidentally got into an accident while driving a flatbed cart over a slope, and both he and the cart slipped off, leading to tragedy.

After losing her husband, Zhou Miaomiao was harassed by the idle men in the village. Even her parents-in-law wanted her to remarry one of their brothers-in-law, emphasizing that this was a family resource that should not be wasted. Although she resolutely refused, she was constantly treated coldly and tortured by her relatives every day.

Zhou Miaomiao could no longer endure these hardships, and considering Yang Jun to be a capable and kind helper, she boldly made this request. Seeing the pitiful Zhou Miaomiao and the worried Ma Juzi in front of him, Yang Jun was surprised. In one day, the two seemed to have reached a close level, revealing such private matters to him.

"Brother, Sister Zhou is so pitiful, how about we help her together?" Ma Juzi said, his eyes full of concern.

Yang Jun glared at Ma Juzi and thought to himself: Are you familiar with her? He called her "Sister Zhou".

Although they all call her "sister", the level of intimacy represented by this name is different. "Big sister" is a general name, while "Zhou sister" implies a deeper friendship and intimacy.

"Big sister, I will help you with your difficulties." Yang Jun was deeply impressed by Zhou Miaomiao, especially when he first heard that she needed a cart, he was determined to help her, which led to the surprising move of placing gold bars. Now that he heard about her experience, he was determined to help her out of her suffering no matter what.

However, the traditional concept of "sister-in-law marries her husband's younger brother" is widely used in rural areas. This not only solves the problem of the groom's inability to pay the betrothal gift after his wife's death, but also has the meaning of maintaining the family bloodline. Many ancient families uphold this concept and hope to leave resources to their relatives regardless of moral laws, and are unwilling to let them flow to outsiders.

Faced with such a dilemma, Yang Jun told her clearly: "This is a matter that you have to decide for yourself. You are an individual and should not be imposed on by others. As long as you don't want to, no one can force you." But he also expressed concern that she might suffer at home.

“But…they

What does a widow care about most? Of course, her reputation.

Throughout the ages, there have been many devoted and heroic women whose well-being was buried by the so-called reputation. Some people would rather live alone for the rest of their lives, work hard to raise their children, and serve the elderly, just for a meaningless and innocent reputation.

But what did this bring? In the end, people just said, "This widow is doing her duty."

"My dear, you are still young and have a long life ahead of you. You should not only consider yourself, but also the children in your hands. Do you want your children to live under the shadow of their parents?"

Zhou Miaomiao's eyes were filled with tears, and she sobbed softly: "Brother, I will leave with you."

Then, Yang Jun ordered the driver to get out of the car, open the door, and the four of them worked together to carry the wild boars into the truck. Then, without even looking at the cart, they threw it on the side of the road to avoid reminding Zhou Miaomiao of her sad past.

When the driver turned around and reversed to leave, he heard a loud noise in the distance.

The crowd arrived with all kinds of weapons, including sticks, shovels, and even some household knives.

"Oh no, we've been discovered!" Zhou Miaomiao's face suddenly changed when she saw this and she shouted in panic.

When everyone saw her expression, they immediately realized that those people rushing over were from her husband's family.

"You still want to run away? You really don't know how to live or die!" Everyone surrounded him.

In the crowd, a middle-aged man in his forties grabbed a wooden stick and rushed to Zhou Miaomiao, trying to pull her hair, scaring her so much that she stepped back repeatedly.

When Ma Juzi saw this, he kicked hard, and the middle-aged man fell five meters away like a kite with a broken string.

Yang Jun couldn't help but secretly marvel at this scene. It turned out that this kid had such a hard skill. Although it seemed normal at a distance of five meters, it was extremely unusual to deal with the sudden change in an instant. "Bang! Bang! Bang!" He quickly took out his gun and fired three warning shots into the air.

Confronting villagers with weapons is no joke, especially when it comes to family disputes. When emotions get out of control, anything can happen. Ma Juzi and Yang Anguo also drew their guns to protect Zhou Miaomiao on both sides.

Seeing Yang Jun take action, the villagers were afraid and retreated again and again. However, they did not flee, but surrounded them from a distance, with their weapons swaying and unable to hold steady.

"Everyone, be quiet!" Yang Jun ordered. "Who ordered the provocation against state officials? Want it? I want to see who dares to let the police take everyone away."

These inexperienced villagers were frightened by the harsh reprimand and wanted to retreat.

The middle-aged man who was knocked down by the colt groaned on the ground, struggled to stand up, covered his chest and slowly walked towards them. "Comrade, please listen to our explanation. This is not against you... We just want to bring her back to the family for advice."

This man is Zhou Miaomiao's father-in-law, Zhou Tieshan, the village branch secretary. Relying on his family background, he is quite prestigious in the village and is quite domineering.