The Life of a Son-in-Law in a Courtyard House

After discussing Yang Dalin with the old lady, Wen Xiumei served her lunch before returning home.

Yang Dalin rested for a while after lunch, and then went to Uncle Duo's place after get off work in the afternoon.

I bought some pots, pans, oil, and other cooking utensils, and also went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and other condiments.

With everything prepared and hidden in his spatial storage, Yang Dalin was no longer afraid of long-distance travel or sleeping outdoors.

However, you need to be careful to avoid outsiders when using it.

However, it's always better to have some extra things than nothing at all.

After buying the items, Yang Dalin went to the hospital to see Ma San.

This kid has been doing well these past few days. He looks much better than when I first saw him, and his face has gained some weight.

When Ma San saw Yang Dalin coming again, he grabbed Yang Dalin and said, "Brother, I want to be discharged from the hospital. I want to go with you to carry heavy loads and earn money. Otherwise, if you keep carrying things for me, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay you back."

Yang Dalin had his own reasons for visiting Ma San. Although the boy was impulsive, he was also a simple-minded young man, straightforward and without much guile.

It wouldn't be bad to recruit them as underlings later.

That's why Yang Dalin put in the effort to visit him often, hoping to get some small favors or help him out.

Training your own people is far more capable than training those in courtyard number 95.

Those people have too many ulterior motives. Yang Dalin plans to minimize his contact with them after he has established a firm foothold. He'll just keep things polite on the surface.

Yang Dalin pinched Ma San's arm: "You think you can carry big bags? Give it a rest. Each bag weighs over 100 jin. How many bags can you carry? Listen to me, take some time to recover. Get your body in good shape first. When you come with me, I'll eat dry food, but I won't let you eat porridge. I'll find a way to make sure you can eat every meal."

And what's this talk about whether we should pay it back or not? Since you've acknowledged me as your older brother, I'll treat you like my own younger brother.

Don't think too much right now. The only requirement is that you get well soon, otherwise, even if you want to help your brother, you won't be able to, right?

Ma San nodded upon hearing this: "Alright, I'll listen to you, brother. I'll get myself in top shape first."

Yang Dalin chatted with Ma San for a while longer, left some things behind, and then went home.

When they were almost home and no one was around, Yang Dalin took a bag out of his spatial storage.

Inside was a reward from the Railway Public Security Bureau.

Yang Dalin used a bag to pack it for convenience.

Inside, Yang Dalin also put in two jin of meat, two jin of rice, and two jin of brown sugar, which he had checked in from his space. All of these were wrapped separately in newspaper.

When the time comes, we'll tell Aunt Qi that it was a reward from the Public Security Bureau. No one will verify it, and others will only be envious.

Otherwise, Yang Dalin really wouldn't dare to bring out so many good things for his family at once.

When they arrived home, Yang Dalin rang his bicycle bell again. This time, Qi Xiaoning and Qi Yanhua ran out together to greet him.

They knew that Yang Dalin would definitely bring some good things when he returned.

When Yang Dalin handed the bag to Qi Yanhua, he clearly saw the envious and jealous look on the glass of the opposite door again.

Yang Dalin was getting annoyed; when could he move to a separate courtyard to live in?

It's so annoying to have to be on guard against others all day when I want to eat something nice, and to be so careful when I bring something good home.

If you have the chance, you should move away; living here is such a hassle.

However, buying a house is not easy these days. Yang Dalin has just started working. If he could come up with money to buy a house, people would be suspicious of him.

We still need to wait and see. Otherwise, he'll find a job, buy a new car, and a new watch. The watch is fine, he usually just puts it in his pocket and doesn't wear it. That would be too ostentatious.

We still need to stabilize for a while.

Yang Dalin lifted the curtain and went inside.

They closed the door, opened the sack, and took things out one by one.

Aunt Qi was terrified when she saw so many things.

Aunt Qi was relieved when she heard that the reward was from the Railway Public Security Bureau.

Because she saw the new police overcoat that Yang Dalin had taken out of it.

Aunt Qi, who works in the neighborhood committee, recognized it immediately.

Seeing that it was new, Aunt Qi asked Yang Dalin, who explained that the branch bureau captain had applied for a new one.

He naturally didn't mention that he had helped catch a few more thieves.

To save Aunt Qi from worrying.

Seeing the new cotton hat, new cotton boots, and new belt inside, the aunt was overjoyed.

Yang Dalin put the new cotton hat on Qi Yanhua's head, but Aunt Qi snatched it away from him and said, "Take this with you. It will be convenient if you go on a long trip."

Your sister Yan and Xiaoning both have hats.

Yang Dalin could only smile apologetically at Sister Yan.

Qi Yanhua also obediently said, "Dalinzi, I don't need it. I have some, you take it."

There was no way to give it away; Aunt Qi and Qi Yanhua both disagreed.

Yang Dalin was a little reluctant to wear a hat, but it had been really cold when he rode his bike in the mornings these past few days, so he decided to put aside his style and wear it anyway.

If I ever go to Northeast China with Brother Tian, ​​where temperatures drop to tens of degrees below zero, I'll really freeze to death if I don't wear a hat.

The temperature now is very different from what it will be decades from now.

It's best to just listen to your aunt.

But we can't give the clothes to Sister Yan and Xiaoning, but we still have some delicious food.

When Yang Dalin took out the brown sugar, meat, and rice, the brown sugar, in particular, proved quite useful, and all three of them were delighted.

That evening, just as Aunt Qi was preparing a delicious meal, an uninvited guest arrived.

This is a widow living in the back house. Her husband's surname was Wang, and he died young. Her surname was Zhang, and her name was Zhang Meiyun.

Aunt Qi told Yang Dalin to just call her Sister-in-law Meiyun, as she had two children.

The two boys were the same two boys who stood in front of Banggeng that day wanting to eat meat. The older one was named Wang Cheng, who was six years old, and the younger one was named Wang Cai, who was four years old.

When Sister Wang entered the door, she was very reserved, and her clothes had several large patches on them.

The two children didn't come with her. When she knocked on the door, Aunt Qi had already cleared everything off the table.

As soon as Zhang Meiyun entered the room, Qi Yulan offered her a seat, but she refused.

Yang Dalin offered to pour her some water, but she stopped him.

Yang Dalin looked at his sister-in-law, who seemed to have something difficult to say.

But I'm having trouble saying it.

Qi Yulan then asked her, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Meiyun stood quietly to the side and said, "Aunt Yulan, I'm really sorry. I didn't want to ask you, but I didn't know who else to ask. I'm sorry to have troubled you."

My husband is sick; he has a bit of an upset stomach and I was wondering if you could lend me some brown sugar. Do you have any?

Yang Dalin hadn't seen her face clearly since she came in, because she barely looked up and spoke in a soft, gentle voice, but kept her head down. It wasn't until Qi Yulan pulled her to a seat that Yang Dalin finally saw her face.

She must have been quite pretty, but her face was so thin that her cheeks were sunken.

Her hair was a bit dry and yellow, and she kept scratching her fingers while sitting.

He seemed very uneasy and embarrassed.

Qi Yulan grabbed her hand and quickly said, "The child is sick, why didn't you take him to the hospital? Do you not have any money? Auntie will give you some."