Age: My Small World

“Mr. Jiang, it seems unnecessary for us to meet like this.”

Inside the Zhongyi Hall mansion, Lei Guan sighed.

Before him, Jiang Gong, the founder of Zhongyi Hall, was kneeling on the ground with two knives held to his neck, giving him no chance to get up.

Jiang Gonghua's white hair was still being held, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Lei Guan! If you're so capable, let Lei Bao come and tell me that I've raised you two uncles for decades, only to find out you're two ungrateful wretches!"

Lei Bao isn't here because Lei Guan doesn't want his uncle to see the current scene.

Jiang Gong is wrong about one thing: his uncle Lei Bao was indeed loyal to him. If Lei Bao knew about Jiang Gong's current predicament, the two might fall out.

"Mr. Jiang, save your energy. I hope you can still shout and yell later."

His gaze shifted to one side: "Still haven't found the two Jiang brothers?"

The younger brother shook his head somewhat helplessly:

“Lei Sheng, it’s as if the two of them have vanished into thin air. No one from the Loyalty Hall has seen them.”

Lei Guan laughed and nodded at Jiang Gong: "It seems that you old fellow also know to be prepared for danger in times of peace, and actually sent the person away."

"Ha, I'd better be prepared to fight someone like you, pshaw!"

Jiang Gongxin was heartbroken. Five people had failed to kill Lei Guan. It seemed that fate had allowed him to live.

You should know that the five men he sent out were all top-level thugs, so taking someone's life wouldn't be too difficult for them.

But the truth is that all five of them died, while Lei Guan is still alive and well.

"Forget it, I can't be bothered to talk to you. How could someone like you possibly understand my dreams?"

Lei Guan opened his arms as if embracing the whole world.

"Kill him!"

With a command given, two knives slashed down simultaneously, beheading Jiang Gong.

"Tell me, what should be done with the Hall of Loyalty and Righteousness now?"

The people gathered here were all Lei Guan's trusted henchmen, so he asked them directly.

However, when Lei Guan asked them questions, everyone remained silent.

It wasn't until quite a while later that a large, fat man came out.

“Lei Sheng, I think it would be better to let Master Lei take over as the hall master. We won’t have to worry about Master Lei causing any problems in the future.”

The "Master Lei" he was referring to was naturally Lei Bao.

Lei Guan wanted Lei Bao to be the hall master, but he said helplessly, "Now everyone in the Loyalty Hall knows that I killed Jiang Gong. Do you think those guys will really be convinced by my uncle? I'm more afraid that he might be killed by someone one day without even knowing it."

Lei Guan was self-aware enough to know that if Lei Bao became the hall master, he probably wouldn't have many people under him who would listen to him.

For now, it's already quite good that his own men are keeping an eye on the Causeway Bay area; at least those people are his people and won't have any disloyal intentions.

He even thought it wouldn't be impossible to split Causeway Bay into Chung Yee Tong.

However, it's highly likely that he won't be able to get past the Thunder Leopard level.

Upon hearing this, the fat man's heart stirred, and he couldn't help but take another step forward.

“Lei Sheng, how about we let them choose the leader of the Loyalty Hall themselves? We can do it every three years. The person chosen will definitely be the one with the most support. That way, we won’t have to worry about the Loyalty Hall falling into chaos.”

"That's a good idea. Let's do it that way, and hold elections every three years."

Lei Guan set the tone, and the group left with Jiang Gong's body.

Much later, Lei Bao learned of Jiang Gong's murder.

In the bar in Causeway Bay, Lei Bao slumped onto the sofa, seemingly unable to hear his underlings' voices anymore, sitting there blankly.

No one knew that when Lei Bao first arrived in the port city, he almost starved to death. It was Jiang Gong who gave him food and then took him to work to earn money, which enabled Lei Bao to have the life he has now. Even though he had risked his life for Jiang Gong for many years and had thus repaid Jiang Gong's kindness, Lei Bao had long regarded Jiang Gong as a sworn brother. The two had an extremely close relationship, and it would not be an exaggeration to call them best friends.

That's why Lei Bao was known as Jiang Gong's most trusted confidant, and his level of trust far exceeded that of others.

Unfortunately, everything has now become a thing of the past. Jiang Gong ultimately died at the hands of his nephew. How could Lei Bao accept this?

"Ah! Mr. Jiang!"

Lei Bao's suffering did not stop Lei Guan's progress, and the port city gradually came under his control.

Autumn has arrived in the blink of an eye.

Beijing.

Yang Jun returned home early that day.

With Cheng Xiaoyu's due date approaching, he and his mother always need at least one of them to be home to feel at ease.

The young girl naturally didn't go to work either, otherwise what would she do if she were to give birth on the job?

"Mother, is Little Fish alright?"

The old lady, who had been taking care of Xiaoyuer all day, laughed and said, "It's nothing serious. I reckon the little guy won't be ready to be born for another few days."

"That's almost National Day. This kid really knows how to pick his timing."

Cheng Xiaoyu conceived in January and gave birth in October, which was a full term.

"Xiaoshan, I'm not that fussy. I can wash dishes and cook without any problems now."

The next moment, the little girl came over with her huge belly.

Because of her strong physique, she is quite different from ordinary pregnant women.

In Cheng Xiaoyu's opinion, she is perfectly capable of working in the fields now.

"Alright, we can talk about housework after you have the baby." Yang Jun pinched her nose, making her turn her head away shyly.

"Hehe, I'll go heat up the chicken soup first. Little Fish didn't drink much at noon."

Anyway, this soup can't be stopped.

The next few days were the same; Yang Jun and his mother went back and forth to look after things, and sometimes his second sister would come over to help check on things.

Speaking of which, my second sister's marriage to Qin Xingjun has already been arranged, and it will be held around the end of the year.

The Qin family decided to hold a grand celebration, after all, Qin Xingjun was their only son.

Yang Jun also decided to hold a special wedding banquet for his second sister so that she could be happy for the rest of her life.

So both sides set a date at the same time.

In October, the weather gradually turned cold.

Dewdrops can always be seen condensing on the window lattice outside, because the temperature inside the room is high.

To Yang Jun's surprise, Cheng Xiaoyu did not suddenly give birth until late October.

"Quickly, quickly, get him to the clinic!" the old woman urged anxiously.

In Beijing, hospitals and clinics are naturally the preferred places to give birth, provided the conditions are right.

As soon as Cheng Xiaoyu started experiencing abdominal pain, Yang Jun borrowed a car from the office and sped her to the nearest hospital.

"Ah! Brother Xiaoshan, I'm about to give birth."

Little Fish was covered in sweat, which had already soaked her bangs. She clutched her stomach and said in pain.

"Little Fish, we've arrived at the hospital. Hang in there for two more minutes."

As soon as he got out of the car, Yang Jun carried the little girl straight into the hospital. (End of Chapter)