Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

"She is your daughter-in-law?" Yang Jun pointed at him and asked, "You said my little sister is a widow? Who gave you the courage to say that?"

"Pa!" Yang Jun slapped him loudly in the face, staring at the trembling wrist with his gun fingers:

"If you dare to insult her again, don't blame me.

"You..." Zhou Tieshan's eyes were red, and he looked at Yang Jun with anger. He had the advantage in numbers, but facing Yang Jun with a gun, no one could be relied on at the critical moment.

"From a legal perspective, adoptive relationships are not equivalent to direct relatives. You have no right to interfere in our family affairs." Seeing that being tough didn't work, he decided to use reason to force the issue.

Yang Jun sneered at him and refused to give in. "Do you think you can just fool me with this rhetoric after being the village party secretary for two days?"

"Law?" Yang Jun asked sarcastically, "Okay, you want the law, right? Then let's discuss legal principles now." Then he pointed at Zhou Miaomiao and asked, "Let me ask you, what is your relationship with her?"

"She is my daughter-in-law and I am her father-in-law. These witnesses are enough to prove everything." Zhou Tieshan pointed to the relatives who were helping nearby.

However, Yang Jun snorted and said, "It's all talk. Ask your son to come out and confront him in person."

Zhou Tieshan angrily defended himself, saying, "You clearly know that my son is dead, so how can you ask him to prove anything?"

Yang sneered in response: "Do you know that he is dead? This means that their marriage is over. My sister has no connection with the Zhou family anymore. She is free and can go wherever she wants."

Zhou Tieshan was unwilling to give in, but he was at a loss for words and ended up playing dirty. Faced with this change, Yang Jun's face darkened, and a flash of anger flashed through his heart. Then he suddenly hit him with the knee, causing his body to curl up like a shrimp.

"Old man, you still dare to preach in front of me? You won't listen to me. It seems that fists are the only way to win."

Someone nearby pleaded, "You guys, bring that girl back to me!"

Zhou Tieshan, who fell to the ground and covered his stomach, shouted at the others. His fellow tribesmen did not dare to intervene in the fight easily. After all, they did not dare to risk confronting someone who actually held a weapon.

Seeing that the situation was under Yang Jun's control, Ma Juzi stepped forward. He picked up the stick on the ground and began to teach Zhou Tieshan a lesson: "This stick represents my lesson to you. This stick is for your disrespect for state officials. This stick is to teach you to abide by the rules in the future..."

The sticks hit him mercilessly again and again, the sound was as loud as a torrential rain, until Zhou Tieshan was in so much pain that he could not speak. Under the intimidation of his relatives and friends, no one dared to step forward to help.

"Okay, Juzi, let's go too." Seeing that Zhou Tieshan no longer resisted, Yang Jun stopped.

Before leaving, Ma Juzi rushed to Zhou Tieshan who was lying on the ground and threatened: "Old man, remember this account first, we still have a lot to settle." Then he ended with a "Pah" sound.

Several people got on the car and returned to the city. In the car, Zhou Miaomiao, with red eyes, bowed to Yang Jun and thanked him: "Brother Yang, thank you very much."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "It's a trivial matter. I have always been disgusted by such behavior and will never tolerate such things. But..." He looked at Ma Juzi and thought to himself.

Ma Juzi came over and asked with a bit of pride: "Miss Zhou, I just helped you, why did you only thank Brother Yang and not me?" This shameless behavior made Yang Jun quite dissatisfied.

Zhou Miaomiao lowered her head shyly, blushing and said, "Brother Ma, thank you so much."

Hearing this, Yang Jun smiled bitterly inwardly and looked at them helplessly. Their relationship obviously had another meaning, so he chose to appreciate the scenery outside the window in silence and let the two of them communicate alone.

The car took more than an hour to return to the city.

Yang Jun directly ordered the driver to drive the car into the back kitchen of the steel rolling mill's staff canteen.

The pork weighed 800 kilograms, which was difficult to consume. As the temperature gradually rose, even if it was preserved by pickling, it would not last long, so he planned to sell the meat to the steel mill.

Yang Jun personally stepped in and called Director Tang from the cafeteria. They decided to sell the fattest pig and the piglets, leaving only about 350 kilograms for their own consumption.

Director Tang sent someone to bring a large scale, and then four people tried to lift it. Perhaps because it was too heavy, several people failed to lift it successfully.

Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi, who were present, showed helpless expressions when seeing this. They curled their lips slightly and sent those people away. Then, the two of them lifted the big guy easily.

Others exclaimed: "These two guys are so strong!"

All of this surprised Director Tang. The fat pig weighing more than 400 kilograms was lifted as light as a feather in the hands of the two of them, and they didn't seem to be exhausted at all.

"Hey, Old Tang, this pig was actually carried back from the mountains by this guy alone." Yang Jun pointed at Yang Anguo and said.

However, Director Tang expressed his doubts: "I don't believe it. Even if it is a 400-pound pig, how can one person carry it back from the mountains alone?"

Hearing this, Yang Jun narrowed his eyes and smiled at Yang Anguo, saying, "Anguo, Director Tang doesn't believe it, do you want to show him what you can do?"

"No way, I won't do anything that will lose money if there's no reward." Sha Zhu was in charge of weighing the weight. He stood on tiptoe, looked at the scale, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh my God, a full 420 kilograms!"

Hearing this number, Director Tang asked everyone to put down the wild boar, pointed at the huge animal and said, "Brother, as long as you can carry this pig and walk a few laps, I will give you five kilograms of food coupons as a reward."

Hearing that there was actual reward, Yang Anguo's eyes suddenly sparkled. "Really? Are you going to keep your word?"

Director Tang confirmed with a smile: "Although the salary is meager, I still have these five kilograms of food coupons."

"An Guo, there is a promise I made to you. If he breaks his word, I will pay for it out of my own pocket." Yang Jun added jokingly.

Yang Anguo laughed and said, "As long as Director Yang guarantees, the matter will be settled."

He slowly parted the crowd and pushed those gathered there out. "Ahem." He spat into his palm, then bent down, bent his legs, grabbed the wild boar's leg with one hand, and held its hind hoof with the other.

"Hey! Start!" As he shouted, Yang Anguo carried the incredibly large wild boar steadily on his shoulders. He smiled and turned around in the crowd before putting the wild boar down.

"Director Tang, is it time to admit defeat?" Yang Anguo smiled smugly and stretched out his hand to the other party.

"You are so cruel." Director Tang smiled and took out five kilograms of food coupons from his jacket pocket and handed them to him. Seeing this, Ma Juzi's eyes turned red and he approached immediately.

"If I could lift this pig like Yang Anguo..."

But Director Tang shook his head: "No more. I don't know how to explain these five kilograms of food coupons to my wife." He turned his eyes to the two young men, "They are both of similar build and ruddy complexion. They are both strong and powerful. If Yang Anguo can do it, you should be able to carry it too."

After weighing the pros and cons, he realized that he had already lost to the other party and was unwilling to take the risk again: "I have already lost these five kilograms, and I can't put in any more money."

Ma Juzi felt so regretful that he could not get the food coupons. He sighed and returned them silently.

The result of weighing the piglet was close to the estimated weight, a little over 78 jin. Together with the big pig, the total was 478 jin and 9 liang. Director Tang generously calculated it as 480 jin.

Based on the market price of 374 cents per pound, the total amount is yuan.

Director Tang issued a receipt on the spot, and the customer could go to the finance department with it to collect the corresponding cash.

Looking at the remaining wild boars, Director Tang suggested: "How about counting this one too?"

"I won't sell it." Yang Jun quickly waved his hand in response, "Keep this one to cook for yourself."

"Director Yang, the workers are just in need of replenishing their energy. As the leader of the factory, please show a little bit of your style." Director Tang said with a smile.

Yang Junming was aware of the shortage of meat in the canteen. In the two months since the beginning of the year, workers had basically not seen the smell of meat in the canteen. Every day, there were only vegetables and tofu - cabbage, radish and potatoes, which the employees had long been tired of.

Just like the delicacies he usually enjoyed alone in the cafeteria lounge, these were all bought by him out of his own pocket and asked Tang Zhu to buy them for him. Even the workers in the steel mill could not enjoy meat every day. Because pork was extremely rare in the market, since all the domestic pigs in the countryside were confiscated before the New Year, most of the pork on the market was just piglets weighing more than ten pounds. If you want to get the delicious pork, you can only go to a specific place to exchange it.

But the price of pork there is more than one yuan. For workers who have to make a living on limited wages, who would be willing to spend the extravagance to buy expensive meat?

"Old Tang, you are wrong. I didn't show my style? If not, these two pigs would have been sent to the sales station long ago, so how could you want to divide them up?" Yang Jun counterattacked.

"Hey, Director, what I mean is, can you keep the two bigger ones for the people in the factory to share, and you can enjoy the smaller one by yourself?" Director Tang quickly smiled apologetically, handed him a cigarette, and then spoke.

Yang Jun did not reject Director Tang's proposal outright. He knew that the current production task in the factory was heavy, and his colleagues were working overtime and were in urgent need of nutrition. Director Tang naturally hoped to improve the employees' diet.

The three wild boars were not Yang Jun's unilateral harvest. Looking at Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi behind him, he sought their consent through his eyes.

In fact, Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi were also tempted. Selling the larger pig would not only bring them a considerable profit.

Although pork is delicious, money is more important in reality. Besides, the piglet is enough to sustain for a while.

The two of them nodded to Yang Jun with shining eyes, tacitly indicating their agreement with his decision.

Seeing this, Yang Shen said to Director Tang:

"Well, let's decide. I'll follow your instructions."

Then, he went on to say, "But there is one thing, you should stop staring at that pig."

Hearing this, Director Tang smiled and said, "Don't worry, Director. Although I am greedy, I am not stupid enough to ignore the consequences."

Yang Jun was speechless at this and signaled Director Tang to ask them to weigh the goods again.

They re-measured the fat pig and found that it weighed about 368 kilograms. Together with the wild boar that weighed 420 kilograms, the total weight was 788 kilograms. 7 cents equaled 614.6 yuan. Director Tang simply wrote an integer, 615 yuan, to confirm the income in the account book.

Then he handed the bill to Yang Jun, who passed it to Ma Juzi and told him to go to the Finance Department to collect the money immediately.

Then, Yang Jun drove over and told Yang Anguo to put the smaller 78 kg piglet in a hidden place under the passenger seat. He looked at his watch and saw that it was almost time to get off work, so he planned to drive to pick up Yi Qiushui.

Soon, several people gathered at the factory gate and went home together.

On the way, Yang Jun gave a brief account of Zhou Miaomiao's story.

Yi Qiu Shui is a naturally emotional person. He feels very sympathetic towards Zhou Miaomiao who is in trouble. When he sees the scars on her body, he is so distressed that tears come to his eyes. He grits his teeth and cannot suppress his anger.

When she learned that Yang Jun and Yang Anguo had severely punished her selfish father-in-law, she felt even more delighted and kept saying that it was a good beating.

At this time, Ma Juzi handed Yang Jun a bulging newspaper. "Brother, check it out."

The package contained the money and meat coupons from the pork he had just sold. Of the wild boars that Yang Jun had killed, he had taken the two larger ones alone. Logically, Yang Anguo should have taken a small portion of the proceeds. But it was beyond everyone's expectations.

Faced with nearly 600 yuan in cash and meat coupons totaling more than 1,000 kilograms, Yang Jun did not take a penny. As for the meat coupons, he only took 500 kilograms of meat coupons and returned the remaining meat coupons and the money to Yang Anguo.

"You can divide the rest among yourselves. These are enough for me."

Forty-two

"Brother, how can this be possible? The pig was picked by you. We are just helping, how can we get most of the benefits?" Yang Anguo blushed and refused the money.

"That's right, brother. Let's not have it. We just want to enjoy a whole pig feast." said the man who was driving the horse.

"That's it, it's settled." Yang Jun said firmly, "I don't care about the money, but I need to use these meat coupons. I'll keep the meat, and you can share the rest."

If it wasn't for calming the two's anxiety, Yang Jun wouldn't even take these meat coupons. His space reserves were abundant, and he didn't really need money or coupons.

"Brother..." The two of them wanted to say something, but were interrupted by Yang Jun.

"We must hurry back. We should be able to have a full pig feast tonight."

After hearing this, the two of them kept silent.

Zhou Miaomiao, who was standing nearby, saw Yang Jun's position in the steel mill and the more than 600 yuan he earned from the deal, and she was filled with envy. But Miaomiao was not greedy for money or flattering the powerful, so she returned the gold bar from a distance.

She secretly decided in her heart that once she had the chance, she would definitely repay this kindness.

When they returned to the courtyard, Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi immediately started preparing the pigs, and Zhou Xiumiao had already prepared the food. After everyone had eaten together, they started slaughtering the pigs.