Age: My Small World

Yang Jun had no idea that he had been betrayed by Wei Ran the moment he left.

Even Mr. and Mrs. Wei have been discussing everything, including what surname the child should have, or how many grandchildren they should have so that one of them can inherit the Wei surname. They've been discussing all sorts of things.

He has now returned home.

I changed my clothes in the small world on the way here, so Wei Ran's scent has most likely been removed.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw a group of children playing with firecrackers in the front yard.

"Oh!"

Firecrackers landed and exploded at his feet, but Yang Jun remained unmoved.

"Who threw the firecracker?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, a child trembled in fright and involuntarily lowered his head, too afraid to move.

The others also turned to look at him.

"What are you afraid of? I was just asking casually." Yang Jun chuckled.

He looked at the child who had his head down: "I remember you're Grandpa Tang's grandson, right? What's your name again?"

“I… my name is Tang Heng. My grandfather said that I should be persistent in everything I do in the future.”

Unexpectedly, this guy even explained the origin of his name.

Although Tang Heng had a good grandfather and a father who was a cadre, he was somewhat soft-hearted.

"Xiao Heng, you need to be more careful when playing with firecrackers in the future. Don't throw them at people or anything, otherwise you might hurt someone. If you get hurt yourself, your parents will have to take care of you, and your grandfather will be worried sick."

Just as Tang Heng was about to continue explaining, Yang Jun smiled and said, "But I'm different. I'm an adult, so I can play however I want. Give me a few firecrackers, I want to play too."

The children, who had been listening attentively to the criticism, couldn't help but roll their eyes.

So after all that talk, you still want to join them?

"Brother Jun, I'll share with you."

Wang Weijun, who was originally trying to hide, was the first to show up.

He walked over with a grin and handed Yang Jun a handful of firecrackers.

"Brother Jun, here's my lighter." Tang Heng, who had been called out for a while, belatedly realized what was happening and simply handed his ignition device to Yang Jun.

Lighters are no longer available, and using matches to start a fire is wasteful, so people use burnt firewood to ignite it, and even a tiny spark can keep it burning for a long time.

With just two blows, the sparks will rise again.

"Wei Jun, Xiao Heng, thanks, let's play together."

Yang Jun quickly became part of the group of friends in the compound.

The group had a really great time.

The reason he did this was because he saw the opportunities these mischievous kids had for gossip in the neighborhood. Whenever something happened in a family, they wouldn't deliberately hide it from their own children, and adults wouldn't intentionally avoid the children. So, they often knew a lot of things.

Of course, when a bunch of troublemakers start causing trouble, no family can stand it.

So, Yang Jun wanted to befriend them all. If anything happened in the future, wouldn't these good friends tell him everything? And wouldn't they help him if something happened at home?

Okay, saying too much would be too fake. In reality, Yang Jun just wants to play with firecrackers with them right now.

Yang Jun is often too mature in his behavior and actions, almost forgetting that he is only in his early twenties and still a college student. Being too mature won't do; he needs to regain some of his youthful energy.

"Hey college student, what are you doing playing with firecrackers? Don't set my window on fire!"

Downstairs, Aunt He Yu from the Lin family came out carrying a rice bowl, eating and talking at the same time.

“That’s impossible.” Yang Jun shook his head.

"With just this little spark, let alone your window, it probably wouldn't even be enough to light your firewood."

"Hehehe, you college students are really interesting to talk to, you have a whole set of ideas."

He Yu chuckled.

"Are you still playing? Go back and eat." She wasn't so polite to the other children, revealing her fierce nature.

The children scattered immediately. "Brother Jun, let's play again later!" Wang Weijun said with a grin as he ran off.

"Okay, we'll talk about it next time."

"By the way, Xiao Heng, remember to come to me if you need anything in the future."

Although Grandpa Tang was feeding Tang Heng in the yard, Yang Jun deliberately got closer to him because he saw the boy's true nature and believed he would be a reliable person in the future.

"it is good."

Tang Heng paused for a moment, then followed him home.

It was peak mealtime, and the aroma of food filled the courtyard.

Yang Jun seemed to have already digested the meal he had at Wei Ran's house and wanted to eat some more.

"College student, have you eaten yet? Why don't you come inside and have something to eat?"

Unexpectedly, He Yu took the initiative to invite me.

Is Uncle Lin not home?

"What? You need to ask about something just because I'm offering you a meal? Your Uncle Lin always has to do some extra work every day, and it takes him half an hour to get home."

As He Yu spoke, he couldn't help but complain a little.

Other workers go home as soon as they finish work, but her husband always works an extra hour or two, and it's always dark when he gets home.

Therefore, Yang Jun never saw Lin Jinmao from the Lin family, only He Yu was busy taking care of things.

"Then I can't come. It wouldn't be good if people gossiped about it."

Yang Jun refused.

He had no intention of eating other people's food, and besides, his reputation was indeed not good.

He Yu rolled her eyes: "I'm not that widow from the Central Court, what's there to gossip about? Besides, Xiao Yi is still eating inside."

Yang Jun declined repeatedly before heading to the backyard.

He Yu, standing behind her, curled her lip and said, "You make it sound like I'm trying to seduce someone."

However, thinking of Yang Jun's handsome appearance, she couldn't help but shake her head.

"It seems inappropriate to invite them over for dinner; they might think I'm trying to seduce a young woman."

Yang Jun didn't think much of it.

As soon as he got home, he handed the malted milk powder that Wei Ran's mother had given him to Li Xiaohua.

Li Xiaohua, who had just rushed back from outside, was already cooking. She took the food and casually put it aside.

"Why did you buy something again? What's this?"

She asked casually as she cooked.

"I didn't buy this. Someone gave it to me as a gift, and specifically named you."

Li Xiaohua was immediately surprised: "Me?"

She pointed to herself.

"Yes, who else could it be but you?"

Yang Jun explained, "Anyway, they asked me to give it to you, so you can keep it yourself."

Li Xiaohua suddenly realized something, her face stiffening as she said, "Xiaoshan, this couldn't be..."

She was clearly aware of the lessons learned from the past, and a bad feeling welled up in her heart.

As it turned out, Yang Jun actually nodded in approval.

"Yes, that's pretty much what you're thinking."

"Xiaoshan!" Li Xiaohua was unusually angry.

Her tired face was filled with a hint of anger: "Xiaoshan, no matter how capable you are, you can't act recklessly." (End of Chapter)