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Chapter 1818 The Invitation from the Pang Family to Zhao Chun, the "Brother-Supporting Demon&qu

Chapter 1818 The Invitation from the Pang Family to Zhao Chun, the "Brother-Supporting Demon"

The braying of the little donkey once again echoed in the Zhao family compound.

The little donkey was afraid of dying when Wang Meilan stopped it earlier, but now that the butcher's hammer is about to fall on its head, it feels that if it doesn't bray now, it will have no chance.

"Look how awful its cries are," Wang Meilan said to those around her, but this was merely an excuse for her to kill the donkey. What domestic fowl or livestock doesn't squeal?

"Sister, why don't we just forget about it?" Zhao Ling advised Wang Meilan. "This donkey is so intelligent, it would be a waste to kill it."

“That’s right, sister-in-law,” Jin Xiaomei chimed in from the side. “You don’t even need to lead this donkey when you go out, and it works very hard.”

“Yeah, right.” As soon as Jin Xiaomei finished speaking, Yang Yufeng chimed in, “Last year before we made tofu, I saw that donkey pulling the millstone and turning it around, it was never idle, working from morning till night.”

The three men tried to persuade the little donkey, and it gradually calmed down. It pricked up its ears, stared with its donkey eyes at the crowd surrounding Wang Meilan. Just then, the most influential person spoke.

"Mom," Zhao Jun said to Wang Meilan, "maybe we should just call it quits."

After saying that, Zhao Jun paused for a moment before continuing, "We're leaving again tomorrow. We'll talk about it when we get back."

"Alright then." Wang Meilan glanced at the mules grazing leisurely in the donkey shed and a little donkey looking up at them, then waved her hand and said, "Let's go inside, wash our faces, and eat."

After Wang Meilan finished speaking, she led her people towards the front of the house. The little donkey glanced at Wang Meilan's back, then turned its gaze to the distant relatives beside it.

When everyone entered the house, a large pot near the door was constantly emitting white steam. It was stewing large tofu, while Zhao Youcai was making fried dough sticks in front of another pot next to it.

By this time, the enamel plate was piled with more than 30 centimeters of fried dough cakes. There was no other way; there were too many people in the family, and making too few wouldn't be enough.

Looking inside, you can see large basins piled high with beef and beef bones in front of the dish rack, and a basket containing a cow's head and four cow hooves.

Seeing this, Wang Meilan said to Jin Xiaomei and the others, "Let's quickly get this meat out this afternoon. We'll eat it today, and the rest won't fit in the freezer, so let's chop it all up and make filling. Then we'll divide it among our families and make fillings for everyone tomorrow morning, otherwise I'm afraid it won't keep."

After saying that, Wang Meilan stepped forward, looked at the beef in the iron basin, and turned to Zhao Jun, saying, "Son, send your sister a thigh later, and then get one for your father-in-law."

“Okay, Mom,” Zhao Jun replied. “After we finish eating, I’ll take it to my sister first. Then, when we go to my father-in-law’s house, I’ll give him the money from selling the clams so that he and his wife can be happy.”

Upon hearing Zhao Jun's words, Wang Meilan's smile froze. Zhao Jun was taken aback, thinking that given his mother's personality, she wouldn't quarrel with his in-laws, and if she did, Wang Meilan wouldn't have let them get the beef leg.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jun turned to look at Ma Ling, only to find that his wife's expression was also not very good.

At this moment, Ma Ling stepped forward and said to Wang Meilan, "Mom, I want to have dinner with Zhao Jun over there tonight."

"Ah, okay." Wang Meilan agreed without hesitation. Firstly, she wasn't the kind of mother-in-law with a strong desire to control; secondly, Wang Meilan knew that her daughter-in-law's family had run into trouble, and where they ate dinner wasn't the point, but rather to get Ma Ling back home to deal with the problems.

Although the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law didn't reveal anything in their conversation, Zhao Jun sensed something was wrong from their tone. He immediately asked Ma Ling, "What's going on at our house?"

"Nothing much," Ma Ling said with a smile. "It's been a long time since we went back to have dinner with our parents. Today we're lucky enough to go back and have a chat with them."

Although everyone in the room knew about her family's affairs, Ma Ling was still embarrassed to say it herself.

“My dear daughter,” Zhao Youcai, who was making pancakes, suddenly interjected, “go to my in-laws’ place and get him two bottles of good wine.”

After saying this to Ma Ling, Zhao Youcai gestured with the spatula towards Zhao Jun and said, "Take the cigarettes and liquor you picked out to your father-in-law."

Zhao Youcai is quite good at currying favor with his daughter-in-law, but Zhao Jun doesn't see anything wrong with it. He thinks Zhao Youcai is promoting family harmony.

After lunch, Zhao Jun took a beef leg, wine, and cigarettes and left home, intending to visit his eldest sister and her in-laws.

In Zhao Jun's family, the custom for giving gifts is to present four boxes of gifts: beef leg, cigarettes, and alcohol. They're still missing one item.

So after leaving home, Zhao Jun went to the convenience store to buy four jars of canned peaches. He took two jars to his older sister's house and kept the other two for his father-in-law that evening.

In this season, the windows and doors of the convenience store were all open. When Zhao Jun arrived at the door, he heard his brother-in-law's voice coming from inside: "Two idiots!"

Zhao Jun's expression changed. When he entered the house, he saw Ma Yang playing 50K with two idle men from the village.

Zhao Jun's head was spinning when he saw this.

"Oh, it's Zhao Jun!" Yang Xue, the shop owner, greeted Zhao Jun as he entered.

Upon hearing Yang Xue call out to Zhao Jun, Ma Yang quickly turned around and looked at Si Wanwu... no, he looked at his brother-in-law.

Upon seeing Zhao Jun, Ma Yang suddenly stood up and strode towards Zhao Jun.

At this point, the two men he was playing cards with got angry. One of them, nicknamed Chen Erlai, shouted at Ma Yang, "Ma Erzi, are you still going to play or not?"

"My brother-in-law is here, what's the point of me playing with you?" As soon as Ma Yang said this, Chen Erlai said, "If you don't want to play, how do we settle the wins and losses?"

Hearing Chen Erlai's words, Ma Yang immediately said to Yang Xue, "Aunt Wang, get them both a bottle of soda and put it on my tab."

Zhao Jun opened his mouth, but swallowed his words. These days, married daughters are considered outsiders, let alone their brothers-in-law.

If he said a few words about Ma Yang, the Ma family might not say anything, but he was afraid that the villagers would gossip, especially Chen Erlai and San Quezi, who played cards with Ma Yang. Those two idlers would have to tell everyone about him.

"Here you go." Yang Xue took two bottles of orange soda from the counter and handed them to Ma Yang. Ma Yang took the soda and said to Yang Xue, "Aunt Wang, get one for my brother-in-law too, and put it on my tab."

After saying that, Ma Yang took the soda, turned around, and handed it to Chen Erlai and San Quezi.

The two men used their teeth to open the bottle caps and began to gulp down the water.

Seeing this, Zhao Jun was so angry he almost slapped Ma Yang across the face. At that moment, Zhao Jun was thinking to himself, "My mother-in-law hasn't even had a soda yet, and you're buying her one?"

"Brother-in-law." At this moment, Ma Yang handed a bottle of soda to Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun did not take it. He looked down at the soda, then looked up at Ma Yang to express his dissatisfaction.

"Ah!" Ma Yang seemed to realize something and immediately smiled at Zhao Jun, "Brother-in-law, let me move aside for you."

As he spoke, he tried to use his teeth to open the soda bottle cap.

Zhao Jun got angry at him for his behavior, snatched the soda bottle from him, put it on the counter, and asked Ma Yang, "Xiao Yang, what are you doing playing cards here? Aren't you in school?"

“I’m not going to study anymore, brother-in-law.” Ma Yang said this so naturally, completely different from the Ma Yang who was focused on going to school and pursuing his white moonlight.

"If you don't go to school, what will you do?" Zhao Jun asked, not because he thought Ma Yang shouldn't be skipping school. After all, in the forest areas these days, many children didn't even finish primary school.

Zhao Jun asked this question mainly because he wanted to say that even if Ma Yang didn't go to school, he shouldn't go out and mess around. Wasn't he following in the footsteps of his brother-in-law and his brother-in-law's uncle in their previous lives?

Before Zhao Jun could finish speaking, and before Ma Yang could even reply, Er Laizi said sarcastically, "Zhao Jun, why don't you arrange a job for your uncle? You... such a high-ranking leader, wouldn't that be a piece of cake for you?"

No sooner had Erlaizi finished speaking than Sanquezi chimed in, "Of course! Zhao Jun can arrange jobs for anyone else, so why wouldn't he take care of his brother-in-law?"

"Get the hell out of here!" Zhao Jun, already furious, glared at the two and shouted, "You two pretty girls, get the hell out of here! Or I'll break your legs!"

Chen Erlai and San Quezi were idle loafers in the village, not even comparable to the village elder, let alone Zhao Jun. At Zhao Jun's shout, the two quickly got up and ran outside.

After chasing away the two idlers, Zhao Jun turned to Yang Xue and asked, "Aunt Wang, how much money has my little brother recorded here?"

“Just those two bottles of soda.” Yang Xue replied with a wry smile, then glanced at Ma Yang, and then said to Zhao Jun, “This kid came this morning and said he wanted to put a separate account on my tab, but your Uncle Wang and I didn’t agree to it.”

Wang Fu and his wife were right to refuse Ma Yang's request; fifteen-year-old Ma Yang had no source of income. If Yang Xue wanted to set up accounts for him, it would be forcing the Ma family to settle their debts.

Anyone from the same village, if they had any sense, wouldn't have done that.

Zhao Jun frowned upon hearing this. Although Yang Xue said so, she clearly noted down two bottles of soda for Ma Yang just now.

Yang Xue seemed to sense Zhao Jun's dissatisfaction and said helplessly, "Then this kid said he wanted me to cover for him. When he buys cigarettes or a bottle of soda, if there are other people in the house, he says he'll put it on the tab, so I agree first, and he'll pay me back later."

Zhao Jun understood immediately. Qian Ma Yang paid for it himself, and keeping accounts was just a pretense. It was just Ma Yang trying to show off.

Zhao Jun, who understood the situation, was speechless. He glared at Ma Yang and then said to Yang Xue, "Aunt Wang, get me four cans of food. And how much are the two bottles of soda he just put on the tab, plus the rest? I'll pay for them all."

After buying the goods and paying, Zhao Jun carried the canned food out of the convenience store, with Ma Yang following closely behind.

Seeing Zhao Jun get into the jeep, Ma Yang quickly stepped forward and asked, "Brother-in-law, where are you going? Can you show me around for a bit?"

Zhao Jun glanced at Ma Yang, then laughed angrily, "Hehehe..."

Ma Yang was young and naive, unaware of the saying, "It's not the little gudu's cry that's scary, it's the little gudu's laughter." Seeing Zhao Jun chuckle, he also chuckled foolishly along with him.

But then Zhao Jun pushed Ma Yang, causing him to stumble. Zhao Jun then got into his car and drove away.

On the way to Yongsheng Village, Zhao Jun kept thinking about his brother-in-law from his previous life. His brother, Ma Yang, had his flaws, but overall, he was honest and upright, without any vices. He didn't indulge in drinking, gambling, or prostitution.

Zhao Jun now felt that Ma Yang was going astray. And without a doubt, this change in Ma Yang was related to him.

Therefore, at this moment, Zhao Jun fell into reflection.

I shouldn't have told Ma Yang that the White Dragon could be sold for so much money, and I definitely shouldn't have told him that he could get 45,000 yuan.

This child is immature; it would be better to just secretly give the money to Ma Dafu and his wife.

The more Zhao Jun thought about it, the more regretful he became. Although he and Ma Yang had always argued because of his divorce from Ma Ling in his previous life, Zhao Jun truly treated this kid as his own younger brother.

If Ma Yang goes astray because of his own actions, Zhao Jun will feel extremely guilty about it.

At this moment, Zhao Jun understood the unspeakable suffering his wife was enduring, and he couldn't help but sigh heavily.

With his mind preoccupied, Zhao Jun arrived at the Zhou family compound in Yong'an Village. He parked the car and got out.

As the weather warmed up, Zhao Chun sat on a small stool in front of the house, basking in the sun with her child in her arms. Seeing Zhao Jun, Zhao Chun stood up and called out, "Brother, what brings you here?"

Zhao Jun took his things from the car and hurried into the yard. He heard Zhao Chun complain to him, "What are you doing with all this stuff again?"

Zhao Jun didn't reply, but instead asked Zhao Chun, "Sister, is my aunt in the house?"

“No,” Zhao Chun said. “In this village, Qu Lao Er’s son is getting married in October. Qu Er’s aunt came to Zhou Dao’s grandma and asked her to help spread out a quilt.”

As Zhao Chun spoke, he led Zhao Jun into the house. Once inside, Zhao Jun placed the beef leg on the stove, and then Zhao Chun asked, "What kind of meat is this?"

"Beef." Zhao Jun had barely uttered those two words when Zhao Chun's expression changed drastically. "Did Dad beat Old Niu again?"

"No, no, I bought it." Zhao Jun quickly explained, then teased Zhao Chun, "Sis, if Dad hears you say that, he'll scold you to death."

Zhao Chun chuckled and asked, "Are Dad and Mom doing well lately?"

“Mom’s fine.” As soon as Zhao Jun said this, Zhao Chun immediately understood and asked, “What? Is Dad up to something again?”

"Hmm." Zhao Jun nodded with a smirk and said, "This morning he was carrying a gun and riding a motorcycle to Lingnan to hunt tigers, but I intercepted him halfway there."

Upon hearing Zhao Jun's words, Zhao Chun's expression changed drastically, and he said angrily, "Why is Dad like this? How many times have I told him not to mess around? Why won't he listen?"

After saying this, Zhao Chun pressed Zhao Jun, "Didn't Mom know he went out?"

"I don't know," Zhao Jun said. "He sneaked away while Mom was in the fields."

"How infuriating!" Zhao Chun said angrily to Zhao Jun, "Go back and tell Mom to teach him a lesson."

“Yeah,” Zhao Jun laughed, “That’s what I thought too. There are too many people at home during the day. Wait until tonight, and I’ll give him a good scolding.”

In the end, Zhao Jun himself laughed.

Zhao Chun laughed too. Little Zhou Dao, who was being held in Zhao Jun's arms, had no idea why his mother and uncle were laughing. He only saw the adults laughing so happily that the child grinned and giggled along with them, his little face scrunched up, making him look especially adorable.

"Look how beautiful my nephew's smile is!" Zhao Jun patted Zhou Dao's little face with affection. When his fingertips touched the child's soft skin, Zhao Jun's eyes softened even more.

Seeing this, Zhao Chun asked, "Brother, you've been doing well lately, haven't you?"

Zhao Jun nodded in agreement, just in time to interrupt Zhao Chun's words about urging her to have a baby: "Sister, I'm fine. I came today because I just came back from Lingnan yesterday, and I came specifically to see Auntie and you."

"You've gone out again?" Zhao Chun's expression darkened, and she sighed, "Now when you go out, even my sister doesn't know, and Uncle Li and my second brother don't tell your brother-in-law either."

"What did you say?" Zhao Jun gently comforted Zhao Chun, "I've finished talking, why are you still thinking about it?"

With the Zhao family's connection, Zhou Jianjun's relationship with Li Dayong and Lin Xiangshun is self-evident.

At noon, they were all getting their food at the cafeteria. After getting their food, they would sit together, eat, chat, and catch up on everyday things.

In the past, when the group chatted, Zhou Jianjun would hear that Zhao Jun had gone out, and he would tell Zhao Chun when he got home. Zhao Chun would worry about it, always concerned that his younger brother was suffering or being mistreated outside.

Later, Zhao Jun instructed the four-person work team that when Zhao Jun went out again, he must not tell Zhou Jianjun.

"Okay." Zhao Chun smiled, comforted by her younger brother, and said, "I can't help you much. Be careful and take good care of yourself while you're away from home."

"Yes!" Zhao Jun responded emphatically, not at all feeling that Zhao Chun's advice was useless. On the contrary, Zhao Jun was deeply moved.

Just then, Zhao Chun said proudly, "My brother is the most successful! Because of you, I can walk with my back straighter than everyone else in this village!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jun's face lit up with a smile. Thinking of his past life, Zhao Jun asked Zhao Chun, "Sister, let's take an example. If your brother wasn't one of those people, wouldn't you be constantly worried?"

“That’s not it.” Zhao Chun shook his head and said, “My sister is worried because my brother is not living a good life.”

After saying this, Zhao Chun paused for a moment, then said to Zhao Jun, "We sisters are just chatting about this. My brother won't be around for that time."

But I don't know if you believe me or not, anyway, we've gotten this far, so I'll tell you this: Whenever you need it, I'll have a hundred, not just ninety-nine!

In just a few words, the image of Yong'an's number one brother-supporting demon is revealed.

But what Zhao Jun received at this moment was nothing but deep emotion. He believed his sister's words without a doubt, because that's exactly what Zhao Chun had done in his previous life.

Moved, Zhao Jun thought of his troublesome brother-in-law and immediately asked Zhao Chun, "Sister, what if your brother is a gambler?"

As soon as Zhao Jun said this, Zhao Chun's face darkened, and she winked at Zhao Jun, saying, "If you do that, don't say I'll slap you across the face!"

Zhao Chun's way of squeezing people with her eyelids was exactly the same as Zhao Youcai's. Zhao Jun chuckled inwardly, then asked, "Sis, can my brother-in-law hit me?"

“That won’t do.” Zhao Chun shook his head without hesitation and said, “Look, it’s okay for your sister to hit me, but not anyone else!”

After saying this, Zhao Chun tapped the kang table twice with his finger and said, "Anyone who dares to hit my brother, I'll fight them!"

Zhao Jun believed this, and at the same time, he made up his mind that he could not personally intervene in educating Ma Yang; he had to be strategic and use appropriate methods.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jun asked Zhao Chun, "Sister, you can't beat me either, so what are you going to do?"

"Then I'll have Dad beat you up," Zhao Chun said, pointing at Zhao Jun. "If you want to gamble, I'll have Dad break your legs!"

Hearing Zhao Chun's words, Zhao Jun smiled and said, "Okay, sister, I understand."

"What do you know?" Zhao Chun was taken aback, then saw Zhao Jun laugh and say, "It's nothing, sis."

As he spoke, Zhao Jun began to tease little Zhou Dao. He gently lifted the child up, making his little nephew giggle.

Zhao Jun stayed at Zhou's house for a while, but Hu Sanmei didn't return. He also had things to do at his own home, so he said goodbye to Zhao Chun and drove out of the village.

After passing two poles, Zhao Jun slowed down as the alley ahead narrowed.

When he saw people ahead, Zhao Jun deliberately stopped his car, intending to wait for them to pass safely before continuing. He did this to prevent the villagers from saying that Zhao Jun had become arrogant and disrespectful now that he was rich.

At this moment, Zhao Jun had clearly seen the person coming from the other side; it was none other than Pang Gaoming, the second son of Pang the Blind.

Because of the previous conflict, Zhao Jun pretended not to see it from inside the car, but unexpectedly, Pang Gaoming came to the front of the car, raised his hand to greet him, and said, "Team Leader Zhao."

You can't hit a smiling face. Since the other person greeted him and addressed him by his title, Zhao Jun could only get out of the car and reply with a smile, "Master Pang, are you not busy?"

"Not busy," Pang Gaoming said with a smile. "Team Leader Zhao, are you busy?"

Zhao Jun was taken aback by Pang Gaoming's question. He had initially asked Pang Gaoming if he was busy, which was just a polite question. But Pang Gaoming's counter-question made it clear that it wasn't just a simple polite remark.

"Ah, I'm alright," Zhao Jun said with a smile. "Anyway, it's just a little bit of work around the house, I can do it all."

Zhao Jun was still just being polite, but at this moment Pang Gaoming said, "Team Leader Zhao, if you don't have anything to do, why don't you come to my house for a while?"

Zhao Jun was taken aback, then heard Pang Gaoming continue, "My dad's home too. How about we all sit together and chat a bit?"

(End of this chapter)