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

When Yang Dalin arrived at the dock, it was almost 6:30. The old man was already waiting for him there.

Moreover, a boat had arrived first, and Yang Dalin offered the other party a cigarette.

The other person is using several bamboo baskets to sort fish of various sizes.

There were even dozens of large yellow croakers on this boat.

Very few of these can be caught in Tianjin Port during winter.

They were very beautiful, and Yang Dalin planned to keep them all for himself.

Unfortunately, it wasn't the right season, and I didn't catch any Tianjin prawns. I'll have to try again next time. It would be good if I could catch some large yellow croaker occasionally.

Of course, when trading with them, you can only use money and food stamps; it's definitely not easy to get food out.

One by one, the boats stopped, the items were sorted, weighed, and the bills were settled. Yang Dalin paid the money and the other party helped carry the items ashore before he drove the boat away.

Yang Dalin noticed that everyone seemed quite skilled at it, and guessed that they had probably sold to others in this way more than once.

Otherwise, how could they have such perfect understanding?

No one said much; they sold everything, took their money, and left.

So efficient it's unbelievable.

Moreover, many fishermen give away small fish and shrimp for free, not even charging them.

This made Yang Dalin feel very favorable towards him.

It was supposed to be 6:30, but it actually went on until 7:00, and after looking into the distance, no more boats came.

Yang Dalin gave the old man two more packs of cigarettes and told him to leave first. Yang Dalin left behind a fake name: Sanhu.

Yang Dalin's previous life name was Yang Biao, which means "biao" in Chinese, and "biao" means "three tigers".

The old man also signed up, Wu Laoqi. He can just look for Wu Laoqi next time he wants to buy something.

Yang Dalin watched until the old man disappeared from sight.

His gaze could be seen far into the distance from the sea.

He looked around again and, finding no one nearby, waved his hand and filled seventy or eighty large bamboo baskets on the shore to the brim, storing them in his spatial storage.

They quickly left, because it was winter, not any other season, and Yang Dalin couldn't buy many good things.

For example, prawns are out of season, as are swimming crabs and purple crabs.

Just like the large yellow croaker, which was only caught occasionally by this fishing boat.

In winter, large yellow croakers go down to depths of 60 meters or more.

Small fishing boats are hard to come by; we got these dozens today by sheer luck.

Yang Dalin planned to go back later and bring out a few, put them in a net bag, and show them off.

Otherwise, it would be too fake to come out early in the morning and not bring back a single fish.

I'll buy it myself when I get back.

Let Brother Tian and the team leader see it.

Yang Dalin quickly took the fish and prepared to return to the hotel, then go have breakfast.

After climbing up a hillside, Yang Dalin glanced back casually.

Suddenly he noticed seven or eight suspicious-looking people at the abandoned dock far behind him.

The reason it was suspicious was that Yang Dalin could see two people being carried on stretchers.

It seems like we're waiting for a boat at a dock.

This was quite strange. Yang Dalin immediately squatted down, taking precautions even though others couldn't see him.

Why would someone who is sick be carried to the beach to wait for a boat instead of being taken to the hospital?

The group of men carried two stretchers and placed them on the dock. One of them, who was in charge, said something, and then two of them pulled out pistols from their waists and walked outside. They were there to set up a perimeter.

Yang Dalin heard what that person said, but unfortunately he didn't understand what it meant. However, he was certain that it was Japanese.

Damn, Yang Dalin noticed something was off about these people. They were speaking Japanese. Could they be spies trying to escape?

Yang Dalin glanced into the distance again, but didn't see any boats coming.

Although there are long spears in the space, the distance is a bit far, so it's possible to hit them, but the sea breeze is probably too strong, so the chances are slim.

And the team leader will be setting off soon.

So once Yang Dalin saw it clearly, he immediately ran towards the hotel.

The hotel had a telephone, which could be used to call the police, and the convoy also had a list of registered rifles.

Using this is less troublesome than using the black guns that Yang Dalin had.

Yang Dalin ran very fast. Even though there were some stones on the road and it was not easy to walk, the place was only a few miles away from the hotel, so Yang Dalin arrived at the hotel in no time.

Upon arriving at the hotel, Yang Dalin found the team leader leading everyone in inspecting the vehicles.

Yang Dalin threw the fish he was holding into his car, then pulled Brother Tian to find the captain and reported what he had just seen.

He didn't mention that he heard Japanese.

Simply put, when they returned from buying fish, they found eight suspicious people carrying two injured people.

At an abandoned dock, they were possibly waiting for a ship. They appeared to be spies, carrying handguns and with guards on standby.

The captain asked, "Are you sure you saw it clearly?"

Yang Dalin replied, "I saw it very clearly, Captain. It looked like several people inside had weapons. This group is definitely suspicious. They were carrying two wounded men and didn't run towards the city. Instead, they came to the beach. They might be trying to escape."

Upon hearing this, Brother Tian's eyes lit up; this was a reward delivered right to his doorstep.

Tian was still very excited to have the chance to fire a gun. So he said to the captain, "Captain, Dalin's eyes are definitely fine. I think you should call the local police station right away. Then I'll take half of the men, with our guns, and surround them to try and capture them all."

"After you finish your calls, leave three of you to watch our car, and then you can come along, okay?"

The captain also knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He was also a veteran; only a fool wouldn't accept such a lucrative opportunity.

So he quickly said, "Alright, Lao Tian, ​​you and your apprentices take eight more people with you."

Bring all long guns and ammunition. Be careful of the boat they're using to pick up people. But make sure there's no misunderstanding and don't fire indiscriminately.

Be careful and don't hurt our people.

I left two people to watch the car, and after I finished the call, I took one person and went after them.

Brother Tian immediately agreed: "Okay, no problem."

The team leader blew the whistle that he always wore around his neck: "Toot toot... toot toot..."

This is the emergency assembly call for the convoy.

Soon, thirteen people stood neatly in front of the vehicle, facing the convoy leader.

The captain ordered: "Comrades, there is an emergency. Comrade Tian Xueyi, take the team members in vehicles 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7, armed with rifles and ammunition, and follow Comrade Tian Xueyi's command. We shall set off immediately."

Two team members in vehicle number two were armed and protecting our vehicle.

"Have everyone understood the orders?"

All the drivers shouted in unison, "Understood!"

"Okay, let's set off immediately."

"Yes."

The orderly responses attracted many travelers in the hotel.

As Yang Dalin got into the car, grabbed his rifle and ammunition, and prepared to leave with Brother Tian, ​​he suddenly remembered something and told Brother Tian about it.

Then Tian Xueyi told Yang Dalin to take eight people and leave immediately, while he went to find the team leader and would follow right away.

Yang Dalin led eight men carrying long guns and quickly made their way to the long slope not far from the seaside.

Tian Xueyi soon caught up and then arranged for Yang Dalin to lead the way as the vanguard, marching at full speed.

After running for about ten minutes, just as they were about to reach the hillside, Yang Dalin, the scout, spotted someone.

The man had a bulge around his waist and was facing away from them, probably looking towards the sea.

This person seems to be one of the people on guard that Yang Dalin just saw.

The path Yang Dalin took had some loose rocks, which provided excellent cover for them.

The other side didn't have Yang Dalin's sharp eyesight, and their view was also obstructed by various rocks, so they hadn't noticed Yang Dalin and his group yet.

Yang Dalin gestured to Tian Xueyi behind him, and the nine men behind him all squatted down, gripped their guns, and began to load them with bullets.

Yang Dalin ran back a few steps and ran to Tian Xueyi's side.

Tian Xueyi asked him, "What's going on?"