Chapter 7 Patriarch Yang Zhengxiang

After returning home, Yang Zhengshan left all his belongings to Wang. There was no other way. His original wife had passed away due to illness, and all the household chores were taken care of by Wang and Li.

They are needed for cooking and making clothes.

When it comes to cooking, Yang Zhengshan can still make it, but when it comes to making clothes, Yang Zhengshan is completely at a loss.

"Grandpa, buns!"

As soon as Yang Zhengshan came back, his second grandson Yang Chengmao smelled the scent and ran over unsteadily on his short legs.

The second son’s wife, Mrs. Li, followed behind to protect him, fearing that he would fall.

Yang Zhengshan looked down at his grandson who was hugging his legs, his eyes flashing.

The little guy raised his head and stared at the bun in his hand without blinking. So cute!
In the past, Yang Zhengshan didn’t think he liked children very much. He even thought children were noisy and troublesome. But now, looking at the three children at home, he is becoming more and more powerless against them.

"Grandpa, give Maoer some buns!" Yang Zhengshan picked up the little guy, walked into the kitchen to get two bowls, and placed them on the dining table in the main room.

A meat bun was placed in front of the little guy, and he immediately smiled.

"Mom, buns!"

The little guy still can't speak clearly, only one or two words come out.

"Thank you, grandpa!" Li stepped forward and said.

"Thanks, Grandpa!" The little guy is very polite.

"Eat!" Yang Zhengshan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and placed the bowl in front of Li.

Li broke the bun open and fed the little guy carefully.

Yang Zhengshan was not partial. Since his second grandson had eaten, his eldest grandson had to eat as well. While Wang was busy in the kitchen, he took his eldest grandson over and gave him a bun as well.

"Thank you grandpa!"

Yang Chengye is already three years old and doesn’t need anyone to feed him. He just holds the bun and eats it by himself.

"Yunxue~~"

The two older grandsons all had buns to eat, so naturally the younger daughter wanted some too.

"Dad!" Yang Yunxue's eyebrows were curved, and she looked very cute and naive.

As for other people, they don’t have this treatment. They are given buns, but they have to wait until mealtime to eat them.

With thirty taels of silver as a foundation, Yang Zhengshan felt more confident. Although he could not live a rich life yet, he could ensure that his family would not have to worry about food and drink in the days to come.

in the afternoon.

Yang Zhengshan, who had nothing to do, started chopping firewood in the yard.

The winter in Anning County is very cold and long, lasting about five months, so you need to prepare more firewood.

Yang Zhengshan, who has integrated into this family, has already started to plan for the family. He wants to know how to spend the winter, what needs to be prepared, whether there is enough food at home, and whether the family can eat meat. Yang Zhengshan has to think about all these.

Not only him, but everyone else was also busy. The eldest and second sons had to take care of the food in the fields, Wang had to take care of the household affairs, and Li took Yunxue to the back mountain to dig wild vegetables, pick wood ears, etc.

Although this family has many people, the division of labor is very clear.

"Jeongsan, Jeongsan!"

Just as Yang Zhengshan was chopping wood, an old man with white hair and beard walked in from outside the door.

"Chief, why are you here?"

Yang Zhengshan put down the axe and looked at the old man in surprise.

Yang Zhengxiang, the patriarch of the Yang family in Yangjia Village, is fifty-six years old and is a warrior.

"I heard that your injury has healed, so I came to see you!" Yang Zhengxiang was holding a bag of tea and looked at Yang Zhengshan with a kind smile.

He saw Yang Zhengshan chopping wood just now. If Yang Zhengshan had not recovered from his hidden injury, he would not have been able to chop wood so skillfully.

"Come in and sit down!" Yang Zhengshan welcomed Yang Zhengxiang into the main room.

He and Yang Zhengxiang are of the same generation, but the two families are related beyond the fifth degree of mourning. In the past, Yang Zhengxiang seldom came to see him. After all, Yang Zhengshan was injured, and even if Yang Zhengxiang had something wrong, he would not trouble Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengxiang put the tea bag on the table, and Yang Zhengshan poured him a bowl of water.

"There's no tea at home, so you'll have to make do with this!"

"Haha, we are all brothers, no need to be so polite." Yang Zhengxiang said with a smile.

Although they are brothers, their relationship was actually very distant before, which was related to some old things.

The original body became a warrior at the age of fifteen. He was extremely talented. He was also very popular in Yangjia Village and attracted a lot of envy and jealousy.

Although Yang Zhengxiang is much older than Yang Zhengshan, he became a warrior after Yang Zhengshan.

Facing such a gifted relative, Yang Zhengxiang had also felt envious and jealous. Later, when his original body returned to Yangjia Village with serious injuries, he even gloated over his misfortune.

However, after he became the patriarch, he no longer had the thought of gloating, but instead thought about whether he could help the original body heal his injuries.

As the patriarch, he is naturally responsible for the development and safety of the Yang family.

One more warrior means one more protection for the Yang family.

Unfortunately, the original body had a stubborn temper and still remembered Yang Zhengxiang's gloating in his heart, so he was not willing to accept Yang Zhengxiang's kindness at all.

Yang Zhengxiang also felt that his original body did not appreciate good people, and the relationship between the two became increasingly distant, and they even had some grudges against each other.

As time went by, although the two families lived in the same village, they had little contact with each other.

In fact, Yang Zhengshan could see clearly some things that the original body could not understand.

Although Yang Zhengxiang has been estranged from his original self over the years, the original self has been able to live a safe and stable life in Yangjia Village, thanks to Yang Zhengxiang's care.

If Yang Zhengxiang really had any grudge against the original body, he could have simply driven the original body out of Yangjia Village.

It’s just that the original person had resentment in his heart and just couldn’t understand it.

Of course, the original body's resentment was not directed at Yang Zhengxiang. As a young man with great talent, he was inevitably a little arrogant. However, he was seriously injured and all his ambitions were shattered. One can imagine the resentment in his heart.

Ups and downs, unbalanced mentality, this is why the original body always has a stern face and is unwilling to speak.

"Are all your injuries healed?" Yang Zhengxiang asked while observing Yang Zhengshan's expression.

"Okay!" Yang Zhengshan nodded and said.

"How much strength do you have left?" Yang Zhengxiang continued to ask.

Yang Zhengshan thought about it and said, "It should be about 80%!"

After all, he is not the original body. Even if his body recovers to its peak condition, he is still not as good as the original body.

"That's good, that's good!" The smile on Yang Zhengxiang's face became even wider.

What made him happy was not only that Yang Zhengshan's strength had recovered, but also that Yang Zhengshan no longer had any resentment towards him.

He was really afraid that Yang Zhengshan had some resentment towards him. If he did, it would be better for him not to recover his strength.

"Thank you for your care over the years, Patriarch!" Yang Zhengshan said with a faint smile.

"Take care!" Yang Zhengxiang was slightly stunned.

Yang Zhengshan said: "I used to be depressed, but now that my injuries have healed, the depression has been resolved, and I can see some things clearly."

"Haha~~" Yang Zhengxiang laughed, stroked his long beard, and said, "I hope you can let it go!"

He was really happy. Yang Zhengshan's words made him feel very relieved. It was worth it that he had helped Yang Zhengshan avoid some unnecessary troubles over the years.

"Now that your injury has healed, you should pay more attention to the affairs of the clan in the future." Yang Zhengxiang said.

"If there is anything, just tell me what the clan leader wants!" Yang Zhengshan said.

In fact, even if Yang Zhengxiang didn't come to see Yang Zhengshan today, Yang Zhengshan would also go to see Yang Zhengxiang in the next two days.

After learning about the situation in Anning County, Yang Zhengshan realized the importance of clan.

There is strength in numbers, and clan groups are the most important power groups in villages. There is still a big difference between having a clan and not having a clan.

For example, Yangjia Village is a place that no one dares to provoke in the surrounding villages.

With the protection of the clan, even if you are poor outside, you can avoid a lot of oppression. Of course, there may be some problems within the clan, which is another matter.

In general, the Yang family is still very united, and this is the credit of the family leader Yang Zhengxiang.

Although Yang Zhengshan had just arrived in this world, he knew very well that he needed to integrate into a group. Even if the Yang family was only a very weak group, it was still a good foundation.

With the support of Yang Zhengxiang, Yang Zhengshan easily integrated into the upper echelons of the Yang family.

As the only two warriors in the Yang clan, there was no resistance within the clan to Yang Zhengshan's emergence.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and under the guidance of Yang Zhengxiang, Yang Zhengshan became one of the elders of the Yang family.

That’s right, it’s the clan elder.

Speaking of which, Yang Zhengshan's seniority in the Yang family is not low. Except for a few old guys who can't walk, their generation is the oldest.

Most people in Yangjia Village call him Uncle Zhengshan, Grandpa Zhengshan, and some even call him Great-grandfather.

This made Yang Zhengshan feel like he was a super senior.

This feeling is so fucking fucked up.

Yang Zhengshan felt that being a grandfather was already too much for him, and now someone actually called him great-grandfather. He felt like his back was bent.

(End of this chapter)