Age: My Small World

Yang Jun didn't stay at home for long. Five days before the Lunar New Year, he took several families to the capital.

He naturally paid for all their travel expenses and tickets, so that their hard-earned money wouldn't be wasted on the journey.

Everyone was thinking of buying their own tickets, but Yang Jun declined, saying that he couldn't let them pay for it.

Including Yang Jun himself, there were a total of thirteen people going to the capital.

Thirteen people were in one carriage, and everyone was chatting enthusiastically, wondering what the capital city would be like.

However, they will probably be disappointed when they arrive in the capital, because the city is not very bustling in winter, and the scenery is covered by snow.

So the group could only admire a bunch of silent buildings, but even so, they were already quite excited, as this was their first real trip ever.

As Yang Jun watched everyone laughing and chatting, he couldn't help but think of the person who had said goodbye to him at the entrance of the county town.

“I was never meant to be a part of your life, Yu Li. You will surely shine with your own brilliance in the future.”

In short, nothing happened between him and Yu Li during this trip.

Upon arriving home, my mother, Cheng Xiaoyu, and my second sister, who had already received the letter, came out to greet me.

The small house was suddenly flooded with a large number of people.

The three people in the family were so excited and happy.

The old lady chatted incessantly with her uncle and aunt, while Xiaoyuer almost cried her eyes out in Fan Ping's arms, requiring Cheng Aimin to comfort her.

The second sister chatted and laughed with the eldest sister, and occasionally teased her little nephew Yu Yuanjun.

Only brother-in-law Yu Liang felt uneasy and unconsciously went outside with his uncle Li Yanbing to enjoy the snow scene.

The two sons-in-law truly shared the same plight.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before my mother started making important arrangements, mainly settling everyone down for rest and preparing dinner later.

Fan Ping and Cheng Aimin didn't need much accommodation, as Xiao Yu'er and Yang Jun had already prepared a place for them to stay; they just needed to move in.

They said they were going to Beijing for the New Year, but to be precise, they were moving.

Although Fan Ping was deeply committed to protecting her homeland, she couldn't resist missing her daughter, and coming to the capital would be even more important for Cheng Aimin's future development, so she ultimately did not refuse.

In addition, there was the eldest sister's family, who were arranged to stay at their home, since Yang Hongmei was not an outsider to begin with.

Then there's my aunt's family, who moved to my second sister's place, which is currently quite empty.

Yang Jun eventually arranged for his uncle's family to live in the company housing.

As for Ayili, she is temporarily staying at the accommodation near the museum; yes, there is also a place to stay there.

It was more accurately described as a rest area for researchers, which Ayili didn't mind.

That means everything is completely settled.

There are still three days until the Lunar New Year, and after the New Year, we will stay for a few more days, so our relatives will probably stay at home for about a week. It's not a short time, so cooking every day is a top priority.

Sure enough, my mother has quickly assigned people to do most of the work, while the men have a new goal: to explore the capital.

Yang Jun followed his mother's arrangements without question, simply obeying her.

So his task mostly involved taking his uncle and aunt to explore the neighborhood.

The adults could only marvel at the architecture of Beijing, while the children simply ran wild.

My cousin Li Weimin and his friends, including Cheng Aimin, were at the age where they were like dogs chasing mice. They were really wild when they played, and sometimes the whole courtyard was filled with their noise.

The entire compound now knows Yang Jun's family very well.

This is normal, though. Often, relatives come to the capital to stay for ten days or so; Yang Jun's family just has a larger number of people. As for food, fortunately, everyone in the family has work, so they have enough to last for the time being, and they don't have to worry about others checking.

This year's Spring Festival was probably the most joyous one Yang Jun had ever experienced.

The arrival of the new year also means that he is one step closer to the future he remembers.

Sometimes Yang Jun couldn't help but think that if it were now the 1980s, he could probably still go into business or something. With the support of Zhou Qiang and his son in Hong Kong, it would be easy for him to make a name for himself in Beijing.

However, he still has more than a decade to go before he can reach that stage. By then, he will be in his thirties, almost forty, and it's uncertain whether he will still have that ambition.

Besides, he is still a member of the museum at the moment. Will he be willing to resign and go into business?
Everything is unknown, but Yang Jun certainly has expectations for this future.

At the end of January, after seeing off my aunt and uncle, the courtyard returned to tranquility.

My mother was still a little reluctant to leave. These past few days, my aunt and uncle had been there, making her feel like she was at home. After the two families went back, it would just be our family left again.

My older sister cried uncontrollably when she left, which made my mother cry for a long time too. Her eyes are still red and swollen.

"Little Fish, let's go for a walk."

After Yang Jun waited until his mother had recovered somewhat, he prepared to take Xiao Yu'er out for a stroll.

These past few days, Cheng Xiaoyu has been working incredibly hard, juggling the roles of both daughter and daughter-in-law. She hasn't missed a single task, cooking here and cleaning there, she's practically split in two.

"Here comes Brother Xiaoshan."

The girl, on the other hand, was all smiles, completely unconcerned about the hardship.

"Brother Xiaoshan, my mother and Aimin have been settled. Now the good days have finally arrived. Thank you, Brother Xiaoshan."

She was grateful that her grain could be delivered to her mother and Aimin's home, and that she could also give them a portion of her monthly salary.

These are all essential needs in Beijing.

Why would Yang Jun care about such a small thing? He immediately pinched her nose and said, "Don't be so polite with me next time, or I won't be so polite."

"Know it."

She made a cute face at him, her mood as happy as if it were Chinese New Year.

After walking for a while, Yang Jun noticed that her little face was a little wrinkled.

"Little Fish, what's wrong? Are you tired?"

That's not right, he just gave her the spiritual water for breakfast.

"Brother Xiaoshan, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Little Fish shook his head, but he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Seeing this, Yang Jun immediately used his perception and took her pulse with his other hand.

As a true disciple of Master Hu, pulse diagnosis is fundamental.

However, after a short while, Yang Jun looked at Cheng Xiaoyu with a strange expression.

"Brother Xiaoshan? What's wrong with me?"

Xiaoyuer knew that Yang Jun was skilled in medicine, and seeing that his expression was a little strange, she thought that her condition was more serious.

The next moment, heavenly music filled my ears.

"Little Fish, you're pregnant!" (End of Chapter)