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

Yang Dalin carried the bag of things home.

Yang Dalin hadn't had a chance to explain to Aunt Qi yet.

Grandpa Qi and Niu Dali followed them into the house.

Grandpa Qi let Niu Dali speak first. Niu Dali said embarrassedly, "Brother, I'm really sorry, you still need money. I borrowed money from you yesterday. I'll try my best to pay you back as soon as possible, but unfortunately I can't help you anymore."

Don't blame me, I'm really sorry.

Yang Dalin pressed down on Niu Dali's hand: "Brother Dali, don't worry. There's no rush to pay back the money we lent you. Our family isn't short of small sums of money, but we are short of big sums. So you can use that money first. It's okay, don't overthink it."

There are reasons why I borrowed money to buy these things today. One is that I was rewarded with these tickets, and the other is that I'm thinking that supplies are becoming increasingly scarce. If I don't buy them now, it may be even harder to buy them later, so I might as well just borrow money to buy them.

If you trade these tickets for something else, it will be difficult to get them again later.

My aunt and I are earning money now, so we bought these things early and can pay them back slowly later.

Yang Dalin said this not only to Niu Dali and Uncle Qi, but also to Aunt Qi.

Don't let people mistakenly think he's someone who enjoys life.

Actually, there was something else he didn't say. In his previous life, he had read a lot of period novels and knew that it seemed that the prices of these things would be drastically adjusted after a period of time.

For example, the price of a bicycle has increased from a little over one hundred to less than two hundred to five or six hundred.

Moreover, industrial tickets will appear later, and those are even harder to collect.

He has the money, but he can't just take it out and spend it like that. Borrowing money to buy it was intentional.

He can't tell everyone about things like price increases and industrial tickets right now.

Niu Dali felt a little more at ease after hearing what Yang Dalin said.

Grandpa Qi also reassured him, "Don't worry, Dali, Dalinzi has plenty of money. You don't need to rush."

Then he asked Yang Dalin, "Dalinzi, I still have some money here, let me help you out."

Yang Dalin stopped him: "Uncle Qi, keep your money for your retirement first. I'll find those two people first, and if I can't raise enough, I'll come back to you."

After saying that, he even winked.

Grandpa Qi knew that Yang Dalin had a bad plan; he deliberately borrowed from Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong.

He wasn't worried about Yang Dalin's ability to repay the money.

Hearing him say that, one could tell what Yang Dalin was thinking.

Since Da Linzi had said so, he didn't press the matter further, leaving behind the words, "Alright, if you can't raise enough, come to me again. We're going back to eat now."

After saying that, he tried to pull the still somewhat bewildered Niu Dali away.

Yang Dalin told Niu Dali to wait a moment, then took out a can of food from the sack and handed it to Niu Dali, telling him to give it to Niu Dali's sick mother to help her recover.

Niu Dali was really embarrassed to take it. Not only could he not help, but he also felt bad about taking something as he was leaving. However, Yang Dalin insisted on giving him a can of food.

Once outside, Grandpa Qi and Niu Dali whispered something to each other.

Niu Dali probably understood a little, and then he went home.

Seeing that the two had left, Yang Dalin urged everyone to eat quickly, as there was no telling who else might come later.

Let's eat first. Otherwise, it would be even more inappropriate for others to see us eating so well at home.

Qi Yulan heard Yang Dalin's explanation: her family had a few hundred yuan from Yang Dalin, as well as a small goldfish. If they really wanted to buy these things, they actually had enough money.

However, it was too conspicuous. Yang Dalin deliberately borrowed money today, perhaps to shut everyone up. She vaguely understood Yang Dalin's intention.

With Ma San still around, Aunt Qi didn't press the matter further and quickly set the table with her daughter.

During the meal, Ma San said somewhat embarrassedly, "Brother, I haven't finished spending the ten yuan you gave me last time, and I'll bring you all the money I earned later."

Yang Dalin patted his shoulder gently and said with relief, "Alright, keep that for yourself. I'm not short of money. You can keep it."

During this time, Qi Yanhua and Qi Xiaoning also expressed their willingness to take out their saved pocket money, but Yang Dalin was very pleased to refuse them.

Aunt Qi was very happy to see how sensible the children were.

Before she had finished eating, Zhang Meiyun's voice came from the doorway: "Auntie, have you finished eating?"

Qi Yulan quickly finished the porridge in her bowl and replied, "I'm done eating, Meiyun, come in."

Yang Dalin didn't expect that the first person to arrive would be Zhang Meiyun's sister-in-law.

He quickly finished the thin porridge in his bowl.

When the others saw that someone was coming, they hurriedly ate their dinner.

Seeing that everyone had finished their porridge, Qi Yanhua and Qi Xiaoning quickly started cleaning up.

Zhang Meiyun entered the house, stood at the door, and did not rush forward.

Aunt Qi pulled her over and made her sit down, saying, "We've finished eating at home, please sit down first, Meiyun."

Have you finished eating at your family's house?

Zhang Meiyun spoke softly and gently: "We've finished eating too, Auntie. The children ate the porridge made with the seafood that Dalinzi gave us with great relish."

Thank you, Dalinzi.

Yang Dalin quickly waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, Sister-in-law Meiyun. Those things are worthless by the sea. It's just that we don't have the chance to go out and can't buy them. I was just passing by."

Zhang Meiyun added, "We also have to thank Dalinzi for thinking of our children."

I don't have much ability, but I have twelve yuan here. Dalinzi, take it and use it first.

After saying that, Zhang Meiyun took out a wad of cash from her pants pocket.

A neatly arranged stack of money, including one-yuan notes, fifty-cent notes, and ten-cent notes, with a stack of one-cent notes on top.

It may not be much money, but the sentiment is deep.

The fact that Zhang Meiyun could come up with this much money probably means she dug out all her savings.

Although her family has almost paid off their debts, they are still not doing well.

She earns little; twelve yuan might be all she has.

Yang Dalin was very pleased with this gesture.

Just like Niu Dali and Grandpa Qi from earlier.

It may not be of much help, but the thought behind it is appreciated, even if it's just a penny.

For example, there's a streamer with over 200,000 followers who owes hundreds of thousands in debt. He only donated one cent, but we still have to praise his good intentions. There are many people who didn't donate a single cent, so what?

It's still better than those people.

Yang Dalin took the money and counted it carefully.

He folded it again and returned it: "Sister-in-law, thank you for your kind gesture."

"I'm glad you're so kind. I think I can raise the money. You can take it back first, and I'll borrow from you again if I can't raise it."

Yang Dalin tried his best to control his tone and words, afraid that Zhang Meiyun would feel that he looked down on her twelve yuan.

They speak very carefully.

Seeing that Yang Dalin had returned the money, Zhang Meiyun probably felt a little embarrassed. She lowered her head, not taking the money, and asked, "Dalinzi, do you think this money is too little? I know..."

Yang Dalin interrupted her, "Sister-in-law, I absolutely didn't mean that. I know this is probably all the money your family has. I appreciate your kindness in giving me all of it. It's much better than those people who have several thousand but only lend me a hundred or two."

Really, sister-in-law, I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

But I can't accept it. If I lend you this money, your family will be in even more difficulty.

Zhang Meiyun looked up and said somewhat anxiously, "It's okay, Dalinzi, I'll get my salary soon next month."

My family has everything we need these days, so we don't need it for the time being. Please accept it.

Looking at the twelve yuan, Yang Dalin felt a heaviness in his heart that was heavier than if he had held 120,000 yuan.

He thought about it and realized that Zhang Meiyun was a bit sensitive. If he didn't accept the money, it would be like looking down on her.

He took out the top dozen or so small bills from inside.

He handed her the rest and said, "Here's what we'll do, sister-in-law. I'll take two pieces, and you can keep the rest for household expenses."

"Is this alright now?"