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

At 7:30, Yang Dalin noticed that the drivers who were going to Tianjin had all arrived one after another.

Everyone arrived early, but no one expected Yang Dalin to arrive even earlier.

Brother Tian knew that Yang Dalin would arrive early every day, so he would come to the repairman's shop more than an hour in advance to learn the trade.

Brother Tian didn't tell anyone about this, but he was still very satisfied.

Given Yang Dalin's recent performance and his excellent driving skills, no one objected to him going on this not-too-long long-distance trip.

Yang Dalin followed Brother Tian and inspected the car again.

This includes tire pressure, tire surface, spare tire, tire repair tools, etc.

It's safe to say that there's nothing these drivers can't do these days, only things you can't imagine.

If you don't bring all these things, and something happens on the road, with no village or shop in sight, that would be a real problem.

Without a cell phone and not being able to find car repair shops everywhere, I had to solve the problem myself.

Therefore, each craftsman checked very carefully.

Some tools were stored separately by everyone.

in case the emergency.

At 8:00 a.m. sharp, the trucks arrived at the freight yard and began loading.

The team leader came over and held a brief meeting with the drivers.

I emphasized it again: be careful, be careful, and be careful again.

Qi Desheng also came to see everyone off and said a few words briefly.

The meaning is roughly the same.

In fact, Tian Ge is more than capable of being a team leader. Yang Dalin even asked him about it, and Tian Ge said, "I've had enough of being a team leader on the battlefield. When I came back, I just wanted to drive in peace. Being a team leader involves a lot of things to worry about. I have to consider everything from the team's food and drink to their daily needs. I find it troublesome and don't want to do it."

In fact, Yang Dalin had heard from other mentors that Brother Tian came from the transport unit of the Korean War. At that time, he was a company commander and had seen too many comrades killed by American planes.

At that time, there was no other way but to fight a war, so we had to bite the bullet and do it. Our belief was to crush the Americans.

When he returned to his hometown, he followed Qi Desheng into the freight station. When they asked him to be the team leader again, he refused.

Perhaps he couldn't accept the fact that too many of his soldiers had died, and he no longer wanted to be a leader; he just wanted to be a soldier and do his job well.

So even though Brother Tian isn't an official, he has a high level of prestige within the team.

He may seem like an ordinary driver, but he actually enjoys the benefits of a deputy section chief.

The team leader who was on this business trip even came over to ask Tian Xueyi if he had anything to add.

Brother Tian said, "No problem, you've arranged everything very well."

Then everyone lined up and went to the security office to collect their guns.

The main weapon was a rifle; pistols were basically standard equipment for drivers.

People usually carry a pistol with them when driving, while they usually get a long gun from the security department when they need to go on a long trip.

Yang Dalin and Tian Xueyi each received a Garand rifle and fifty rounds of ammunition.

After signing the confirmation, if something really happens, the shell casings must be brought back, and the reason for firing must be written down upon their return.

It's not like you can drive it however you want.

However, if you fire a few shots on the road, you can say you scared off robbers or wild animals, and that works too.

As long as you have a reason, that's fine.

Put the rifle in the driver's cab and store it properly.

The convoy departed promptly at 9:00 AM.

The convoy consisted of seven trucks, with the convoy leader leading the way and Tian Xueyi's truck bringing up the rear.

They drove through the main roads of Beijing, passed through Chaoyang Gate, headed east first, then southeast, and soon entered Hebei Province.

We didn't travel very fast along the way, and on some roads, driving up clouds of yellow sand filled the air.

Due to the drought, there is little rain and snow, and even on the highways, there is a lot of yellow sand.

Sometimes the road is better, so we can drive faster; other times the road is bad, full of potholes, so we can only drive at a snail's pace.

The convoy usually doesn't accept hitchhikers along the way.

Because it was carrying important cargo.

Logically, the train should be able to go directly to Tianjin, so I don't know why this batch of goods wasn't delivered directly to the Tianjin train station.

No one said anything, and Yang Dalin didn't dare to ask.

He only needs to accept the tasks assigned by his superiors.

However, Yang Dalin occasionally saw some people who looked like refugees or pedestrians, all of whom were emaciated, and Yang Dalin felt very sad looking at them.

Yang Dalin also noticed that Tian Xueyi was deliberately hiding, closing his eyes as if he didn't want to see this scene.

Indeed, both of them had some food with them, but it was just a drop in the ocean. If you dared to stop the car and give your food to others, a large group of people might surround you, and someone might even try to steal the car.

A truly starving person doesn't care about any of that.

Even if you pull out a gun, they won't be afraid.

Yang Dalin had witnessed this scene from afar a few months earlier when he was fleeing from danger, and he had fired a shot then as well.

Therefore, this convoy certainly won't stop easily.

After driving more than 100 miles in the morning, the convoy arrived at a small town and turned into a state-run restaurant.

This restaurant has a courtyard, and it's quite large.

You can park the convoy there.

The captain arranged for one person to stay behind in each vehicle to guard the convoy with a long gun, and then they went in to eat in batches.

Brother Tian let Yang Dalin have his way, and Yang Dalin let Brother Tian have his way.

He stayed behind and let Brother Tian go eat first.

Brother Tian didn't continue arguing.

Yang Dalin, holding a gun, guarded his car, seemingly unfazed by the passing by.

Nothing surprising.

That makes sense. In my past life, the only real gun-laden convoys I'd ever seen were armored trucks. I'd seen them all before, so they weren't anything special. As long as I didn't get too close, it was fine.

If you get too close, they'll definitely warn you; if you get any closer, they'll probably point a gun at your head.

Yang Dalin's convoy, guarded by seven armed men, was parked in a corner of the courtyard.

No one has dared to get close yet.

Yang Dalin parked his car close to the east wall.

The lower half of the red brick wall is a solid wall, with cross-shaped scenic windows more than a meter high.

Yang Dalin heard a noise coming from the wall outside.

He was originally facing south with his back to the back of the car when he heard a noise—the voices of two children.

Yang Dalin turned around and saw two children, a boy and a girl, peeking through the cross-shaped window in the wall.

The two children were very thin, their faces were covered in dust, and their cheeks were sunken, with only their eyes looking big.

Looking through the cross-shaped window, Yang Dalin saw a large expanse of farmland outside, with no other houses.

I don't know where the two of them came from.

Yang Dalin didn't hear any other noises, only the sounds of the two children, so he wasn't as vigilant.

Thinking of the steamed buns in his space, Yang Dalin originally intended to give them to them directly.

However, to be on the safe side, Yang Dalin jumped up and stepped onto the cross-shaped window on the wall, looked out, and indeed there was a large field of farmland outside, with no houses on the left, right or opposite.

There was no one else there either.

This action terrified the two children.

The two children were dressed in tattered clothes, their cotton-padded jackets patched upon patched, with some parts torn. They stood on several half-bricks and peered inside.

When the two children saw Yang Dalin climb up the wall and stick his head out, he first looked to the left and right, then looked at them, and they tried to run away.

Yang Dalin forced a smile and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm just taking a look."

Only when both children were about to run away did they lower their guard.

Hearing Yang Dalin's voice, the driver in the car next to him was a man in his thirties surnamed Zhang.