Age: My Small World

"Okay, I will try my best."

Yang Jun's words made the little girl very happy.

That evening, she was finally relieved of the longing she had endured for a month.

The next day, Yang Jun got up feeling energetic.

I wasn't in a hurry to go to work. I hadn't seen the old man in a long time, so I decided to go and see Uncle Hu first.

"Brother Xiaoshan, I'm going to work now."

"Okay, I'll bring you lunch, so you don't need to take it with you."

"Okay." The little girl happily rode her bike to work.

Once he was all alone at home, Yang Jun went into the miniature world to take a look.

What was originally a small world of eight mountains has now become twelve.

He acquired a considerable amount of wealth from the Zhang family, but half of it was used to expand his clothing store and Meng Ling's business. As a result, he didn't have much money left from acquiring jade, which caused his plan to double the size of the small world to fall through.

Even so, the space of twelve mountains is already quite large.

Although it's called twelve mountains, they're not actually that big, though they do cover an area of ​​one or two thousand meters in circumference.

"It's too bald, let's grow some flowers and grass first."

The barren mountaintop annoyed him, so he casually waved his hand, scattering flower and grass seeds across the mountain. Then, a timely rain fell, landing on the seeds. As the spiritual water settled, the seeds gradually sprouted.

The lush green peaks soon appeared, but unfortunately, they were far inferior to the first mountain, which was full of flowers, grass, and trees.

In other words, Zhushan is more beautiful.

With the bamboo grove swaying, the green leaves covering the mountainside transform into an ocean, a sight that soothes the soul.

"Alright, it's time to go see Master."

He carried the gift he had prepared in advance and headed towards the door.

As he passed through the front yard, a middle-aged woman nodded shyly to him; he remembered that she was Teacher Li's wife.

"It's a pity we don't have a neighbor as warm and welcoming as Aunt He anymore."

This suddenly reminded him of the times when Aunt He would greet him every time he went out, something he was unlikely to encounter now.

After leaving the house, I got on my bike and headed towards Kaimen Lane.

When he arrived at the back gate of Hu Baye's courtyard, he heard faint laughter of children coming from behind the gate.

Upon opening the door, a lively scene unfolded before my eyes.

Grandpa Hu was sitting to one side, sipping tea, while several unfamiliar children were helping each other up the jujube tree in the front yard that had grown into the back yard. They had come to pick jujubes.

Yang Jun, this stranger, seemed to have startled them; they ran away before they had finished picking all the dates.

Uncle Hu didn't take it to heart.

After the children ran back to the front yard and closed the gate, he looked at Yang Jun and asked, "Was the journey smooth?"

"Well, we didn't run into any tough opponents."

Hu Baye said irritably, "If we had really run into a tough opponent, you wouldn't be here unscathed. Don't keep jinxing us."

Yang Jun didn't take it to heart and laughed:
"Master, are you alright?"

"Ah, I'm in good health."

"Don't be so coy in front of me. You should use this time to go see your baby."

"If our daughter wants to see it, you, sir, should see it even more."

Yang Jun naturally wouldn't be unable to distinguish between primary and secondary matters.

"I went to Hong Kong this time and brought you some local tea, as well as some foreign tea. You must try them."

"Foreign tea? What's the difference?" Hu Baye was genuinely curious about the differences between foreign tea and domestic tea.

"Of course they're different. Foreign tea is picked by foreigners."

Old Master Hu was truly exasperated this time, and gave his arm a shove, speechless: "You're always spouting nonsense, go brew me a pot of tea to have a taste." "Alright."

Yang Jun brewed a pot of black tea for Hu Baye, which was indeed a foreign product.

After tasting it, Hu Baye exclaimed in surprise, "It does seem to be somewhat different."

"I'll leave this whole jar for you. It'll be perfect to mix with the other teas. Please don't tell me I brought it back from Hong Kong."

Hu Baye waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'm not a big mouth like you, I won't talk nonsense."

"Alright, alright, go check on your Yang Ke. That kid's been quite restless lately; I think he's very different from other people. What exactly have you been feeding your wife?"

"Hehe, I fed her all the most nutritious foods, I guess she'll give birth to a Red Boy."

Even Uncle Hu was amused: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Seeing that the old man was alright, Yang Jun really missed his daughter, so he went to Poplar Village.

Along the way, they took out the toys they had bought in advance.

However, when he arrived in the village, something made him frown deeply.

Several people were seen carrying something out of a family's house.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the tables, chairs, and benches were made of rosewood.

"Tsk tsk, good stuff, too bad it's no use to me now."

These people weren't there to collect anything, but rather...

Yang Jun frowned: "It seems we need to inform the Mi brothers to keep a low profile for a while. If people find out they're collecting these old items everywhere, they'll probably be targeted. Let's wait a few years before making any moves."

Now that the investigation has begun, Yang Jun feels it's time to stop.

He also needs to consider the future of the Mi brothers; he can't just discard them after they've served their purpose.

"Perhaps we could let them become apprentices or something. It just so happens that students will be gradually sent to the countryside during this period, and the capital will definitely be short of people then."

However, it will probably be next year before that time arrives.

He can wait that long.

Thinking about it all the way, he arrived at the front of the courtyard.

Without hesitation, I activated my senses and saw Yang Ke running around wildly with several puppies in the yard.

Yang Jun couldn't help but flirt with her; this little girl was indeed quite lively.

Needless to say, it was all the work of the spirit water.

The knock on the door immediately startled Gu Nanke, who was cooking dog food.

"it's me."

He wasn't trying to be mysterious.

Upon hearing the sound, Gu Nanke couldn't wait any longer and rushed over to open the door.

Yang Jun was not surprised to receive the warm jade in his arms.

He put his arm around her as they walked into the yard.

After a while, Gu Nanke looked up with a slight blush on her cheeks.

"Xiao Ke, come and call Daddy."

Little Yang Ke seemed to have never forgotten Yang Jun, and walked over and called out, "Dad."

"Xiao Ke, do you still remember your father?"

Yang Jun knew that she had inherited his photographic memory, after all, he had noticed it before.

Little Yang Ke tilted her head: "I remember, Dad is Dad."

"Hehe, good boy, go play."

Yang Jun tossed her back among the three puppies, and the three of them, one woman and one dog, were having a great time, somewhat like how they had been with Guai Guai before. (End of Chapter)