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

Perhaps it was a case of what you think about during the day manifesting in your dreams at night, because Yang Dalin dreamt that he had acquired a lot of gold bars.

Like the gold bars in Prince Gong's Mansion, Yang Dalin dreamed that they all became his own.

Unfortunately, he was discovered when he took it, and then someone kept chasing him.

He escaped from Beijing and boarded a ship at sea. He was almost at Hong Kong Island when he discovered that someone was still chasing him.

When he finally disembarked and arrived at the port of Hong Kong Island, two men immediately pointed guns at him and opened fire, which startled Yang Dalin awake.

It turns out to be a nightmare. Those gold pieces in Prince Gong's Mansion should be kept for the country.

With decades of memories, how could I possibly lack money in this lifetime?

The main problem is that those gold pieces might have markings on them, and if you take them out to spend, the government might take notice.

The gold in the temple at my third brother's house is enough to live on.

It's better to find treasures from abroad.

In the future, I also want to be an invisible behind-the-scenes tycoon. Those who make it onto the pig slaughter list, the nouveau riche without any real foundation, are just pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

Make your fortune quietly, don't seek fame.

After waking up, Yang Dalin wiped the sweat from his face and immediately checked in.

"Congratulations, host, for signing in and receiving ten large goldfish (312.5 grams each) and one piece of top-grade mutton fat jade (1000 grams)."

See, our system really anticipates people's needs.

These ten large yellow croakers alone are worth more than 9000 yuan.

There's really no need for me to go after the treasures of Prince Gong's Mansion.

You can't spend it all, you really can't spend it all.

Yang Dalin then took out the piece of mutton fat jade, which was white and smooth, like a stone with oil on it.

It's priceless. Keep it safe; I'll make it into jewelry for Sister Yan later.

If I have the chance, I'll go to the Jade Dragon River in the border region someday and collect some stones myself.

There probably aren't many people digging for them now. Even if someone did, other varieties aren't worth much right now.

I have my own space, so I can collect several tons of it.

The future is not worth many small goals.

Especially in countries known for fraud, there's a lot of jade there.

If I use my spatial storage to hide some raw stones someday, I'll definitely become a future tycoon.

If all else fails, just transport the special crops from the northern part of the fraudulent country to Japan and the United States in the east, and making a fortune won't be difficult.

What's most hateful is that John Bull's place; he started selling here first.

If I sell it to him again, wouldn't that also count as foreign trade?

I'm a good person, what you can sell but I can't?

Grandma!

Thinking about the thrill of getting revenge when the opportunity arose, Yang Dalin finished washing up, said goodbye to his aunt, and went to work first.

When they arrived at Grandpa Qi's door, they reminded him again that Ma San might come to borrow the tricycle to buy coal later, and that Grandpa Qi should not forget.

Grandpa Qi laughed and scolded, "Alright, I'm not so old that I've forgotten about last night."

Yang Dalin joked with him, "It's not that I'm afraid you'll forget, it's that I'm afraid you drank too much yesterday and won't remember."

"Get lost, you brat," Grandpa Qi said, pretending to hit him.

Yang Dalin quickly carried the car out the gate steps.

I got on my bike and went straight to work.

First, go eat breakfast. After breakfast, go to the mechanic's shop to learn how to repair cars.

Yang Dalin finally understood why the two mechanics had arrived so early.

They actually come early every day to check all the cars that need to be driven that day, and to fix the cars that were parked there yesterday that need repair as soon as possible so as not to delay the day's work.

If nothing's wrong, I can leave work earlier.

Both masters were hardworking and highly conscientious.

If their apprentices weren't already full, the two of them would love to bring Yang Dalin over.

It was another busy day. Today was a short trip, so Yang Dalin didn't have a chance to hunt birds and could only do his regular work.

When driving past Grandpa Duo's house, Yang Dalin told Grandpa Duo to prepare another set of pots, pans, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and the like for himself.

The ones I prepared last time, I had Yang Dalin deliver to Ma San.

I told Grandpa Duo in advance, and he agreed. I told him to come and pick it up after work.

Another ordinary day came to an end. Yang Dalin rode his bicycle to Uncle Duo's house first and picked up what he needed.

Then I rode my bike to No. 94 Courtyard first.

As soon as Yang Dalin entered the courtyard, someone from the front yard asked him, "Who are you looking for?"

This person may not know Yang Dalin.

Yang Dalin said, "Look for Ma San in the backyard. I live diagonally across the street, in courtyard number 95."

The person who asked the question was a woman. She glanced at Yang Dalin and realized he looked familiar before saying, "Then you can go. Ma San should be home."

Yang Dalin thanked him. It's normal for people to ask him questions when he goes to other courtyards these days.

The initial purpose of Yi Zhonghai and his team's liaison officer system was largely to guard against strangers and spies.

Yang Dalin pushed his cart into the backyard, where Ma San was sweeping the floor by the door with his butt sticking out.

Yang Dalin called out, "San'er!" Ma San turned around and, seeing it was Yang Dalin, quickly came to greet him, "Brother, what brings you here again?"

Yang Dalin noticed that the boy's complexion was better today than a few days ago, which meant that his constitution-enhancing pills were working.

Yang Dalin gently tapped him on the head: "What's wrong? Aren't you happy to see me?"

Ma San scratched his head and said with a smile, "How could that be?"

Brother, please come in, let me get you some water.

Yang Dalin parked his bicycle and went into Ma San's house.

The house was much cleaner, and there were hundreds of honeycomb briquettes piled up under the doorway, enough for him to burn for a while.

He cleaned up all the trash inside the house, including the trash outside the door.

The interior of this room looks decent enough.

The blankets and such were a bit dirty.

Let's ask Aunt Qi to help him get a new one.

Yang Dalin went inside and looked around carefully.

He praised him: "Good job cleaning up today. You need to keep the house tidy. You're a grown man now, don't make the house look like a pigsty."

I'll have my aunt make you a new set of sheets and blankets later.

Your own clothes should be washed clean.

Otherwise, I'll borrow Uncle Qi's car for you later. If you go to work dressed like a beggar, some people won't want to hire you, you know?"

Ma San nodded repeatedly and said, "Brother, I understand. It's just a quilt or something, so forget it. It's already too much trouble for Auntie."

I feel like I owe you so much.

Yang Dalin waved his hand and said, "We're not talking about who owes whom!"

Close the door properly and bolt it from the inside.

Ma San didn't know why he did this, but he didn't ask any questions and just did as he was told.

Yang Dalin took out two five-tael gold bars from his pocket (actually his storage space).

"Come on, look what this is?"

The door was closed, and an oil lamp was lit inside. Although the light was dim, Ma San could see clearly at a glance.

Moreover, there was a distinctive metallic clanging sound. Ma San asked in surprise, "Gold?"

"Brother, where did you get this?"

Yang Dalin shouted, "Keep your voice down, don't let anyone else hear."

Ma Sancai realized what was happening and covered his mouth.

Yang Dalin could certainly hear whether there was anyone at the door, but he warned him to keep his voice down.

Yang Dalin placed two gold bars in Ma San's hands, letting him examine them carefully, before speaking softly, "Do you remember the two table legs I took from you yesterday?"

Without looking up, Ma San said, "Of course I remember, bro. You're not saying you found it between those two table legs, are you?"

Yang Dalin snapped his fingers: "Hey, you were right."