Age: My Small World

The group entered the house.

Fan Ping was still holding her little grandson with obvious affection, and she didn't even let Cheng Aimin hold him when he tried.

“You’re still a child yourself.” His mother’s words left Cheng Aimin speechless.

No, it should be "helplessness".

"Xiaoshan, have you given yourself a name yet?"

Fan Ping looked at Yang Jun, wanting to know the child's name.

"Mother, the name has been chosen. It will be Yang Yu."

“Mom, Xiaoyu’s nickname is Potato. You can call him Little Potato from now on,” Cheng Xiaoyu added.

"Little Potato..."

Looking at the baby, who was no bigger than the palm of her hand, Fan Ping's eyes filled with tenderness.

For the next period of time, Cheng Xiaoyu stayed at home to recuperate.

Postpartum care requires at least a month of rest and recuperation.

After giving birth, a woman's body suffers significant depletion and various injuries, and the burdens incurred during pregnancy all come to an end. Therefore, a month of rest is the best way for her body to recover.

During this period, no matter how much Cheng Xiaoyu pleaded, Yang Jun still wouldn't agree to her going to work.
Her research lab already offered maternity leave, so she wasn't worried about what people would say.

As for being dismissed, that's even more impossible. Given their positions, even the head of the research lab couldn't dismiss her.

For example, even Zhu Yong can't force Yang Jun to leave the office now; the leader has to give the order.

The term "iron rice bowl" is no joke.

Yang Jun, on the other hand, went to work as usual.

He always carried a handful of candy with him, and would give a few to his colleagues whenever he met them.

People were curious about what he was doing, so he said that his wife had given birth to a son.

Many people only then realized that Yang Jun was already married.

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuhe, the assistant in the painting research studio, immediately contacted Ayili.

She was very clear about the girl's feelings for Yang Jun, but since Yang Jun was already married, she decided to try and persuade Ayili.

"You guys have something to do? Then go out and have some fun, I'm not busy right now."

Yang Jun was not surprised to see Xu Yuhe arrive. Since Ayili came, Xu Yuhe had been more likely to come to him because he felt affection and sympathy for this girl from the remote frontier.

Ayili also quite liked this older sister who often took care of and helped her.

Over time, the two became good friends.

Yang Jun handed Xu Yuhe and Ayili a few candies, and the two of them did not refuse.

After walking to a spot where the two often strolled, Xu Yuhe finally couldn't help but ask, "What's going on between you and Yang Jun? He's already married and has a child."

Ayili nodded naturally: "I know, I'm also very happy for Brother Yang."

Xu Yuhe rubbed her forehead: "What I mean is that he's already married, so you can't get involved with him."

“This is something I did willingly.” Aili’s words almost broke Xu Yuhe’s defenses.

“Sister Yuhe, I know you mean well, but for me, all I want is to be by Brother Yang’s side. I don’t care if he has a wife or children; I just want his company.”

"Hehe, Ayili, you've read the book quite well, but you're getting a bit too fixated on the details."

Xu Yuhe finally shook her head. She knew that Ayili had made up her mind, and no matter what she said, she wouldn't be able to change her mind. Since that was the case, she didn't need to waste any more words.

Yang Jun was unaware that Xu Yuhe was plotting against him. He was carefully copying the rare and precious text, his eyes filled with passion.

If his work at the office was a demonstration of his abilities, then his work at the museum was where his true joy lay.

Yang Jun always beams with joy whenever he reads a book.

October has passed, and another year is drawing to a close.

While preparing for the second sister's wedding, the Yang family was also preparing for little Yang Yu's 100-day celebration.

One of the most important moments in a child's life is their 100th day and their coming of age.

Therefore, Yang Jun naturally made more elaborate preparations and specially invited several friends to celebrate together, such as Uncle Hu, who also had to come this time.

Also present were the Mi brothers and their wives and children.

Fan Ping originally wanted to inform her relatives in the village, but Yang Jun stopped her after he found out.

The majority of people in Fanjiazhuang are surnamed Fan, so they are all relatives of Fan Ping. There are quite a few relatives, mainly because Yang Jun didn't want to make such a big fuss.

Of course, he wanted to call Fan Yuanjie over as well, but unfortunately he was busy driving and didn't have time to come over at all.

However, Yang Jun still informed his aunt and uncle.

After all, they are the closest people in their family, and their mother will definitely be eager to share this joy with them.

To be honest, my mother sent a telegram home directly. She's usually very reluctant to say more than a few words, but this time she surprisingly said two long sentences.

My aunt even replied with a few words, roughly meaning that she was going to come and take a look.

Yang Jun thought, "Let them come if they want. I've been here once before, so there's room for them to stay."

Just as the year was drawing to a close and my second sister's wedding was about to begin, my aunt's arrival was a good opportunity to help.

My mother is overjoyed about this, and with the arrival of her grandson, she's been going to Aunt Xie's place a lot these past few days, probably to share this joy with her.

On the 100th day after her death, Aunt Yang Qingping arrived with her cousin Li Weimin.

"Oh dear, his uncle was originally planning to come, but who knew the village would suddenly decide to dig some kind of ditch, so he couldn't come."

My aunt was quite complaining, since my uncle had come to help, but something went wrong.

"Auntie, what kind of ditch are they going to dig in the village? Will our village have one?"

"It's all about the water source. This time, our village plans to develop more paddy fields for rice cultivation, so we need to dig more irrigation ditches."

"As for Fanjiazhuang, there's probably not much hope. After all, the rivers there are small and there are many rocks along the way. Even if you dig, the water probably won't be able to reach it."

The river in Fanjiazhuang dried up last time, so it's definitely not good enough to irrigate farmland.

Once it was confirmed that there wouldn't be any major problems with my uncle, my mother stopped worrying.

Since my uncle was also working on digging ditches, and both of them were there, they would definitely look out for each other.

The two of them came to the capital together last time. Although they didn't talk much, their relationship improved a lot, and now they can talk to each other occasionally.

Before we knew it, the hundredth day had arrived.

The neighbors knew about the happy occasion, and those who could afford it would bring over a basket of eggs or some rice and flour.

Even if you don't have the means, writing a few words of blessing by hand is a token of your goodwill.

Okay, the calligraphy was a gift from Teacher Li. (End of Chapter)