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

In the original drama, this old guy really had a family fortune and was good at saving money; he was the first person to buy a bicycle in the future.

He was the first to buy a radio, the first to buy a television, and even after the reform and opening up, he still had money to invest as a shareholder in the smuggling of color televisions.

If he hadn't been caught smuggling, this old guy would probably be even richer.

No wonder he's from the same place as Yan Xisan.

He was indeed able to save up a fortune, but like Yan Xisan, he had bad luck and was wiped out in one fell swoop.

Yang Dalin interrupted Yan Laokou: "Yan Laoshi, I've heard about the gold yuan you mentioned, and I also know about the devaluation of the Republic of China's legal tender. So whether you deposit it in the bank or not is none of my business, and I don't care. I've borrowed enough money, and I'm going home now."

You should get some rest too, and take care of yourself.

When Yan Laokou realized he couldn't lend out his money and wouldn't get any interest, he naturally became anxious.

He grabbed Yang Dalin, who was about to leave, and then Yan Laokou suddenly thought of something and said, "Dalinzi, I won't ask for the interest. I saw that everyone who lent you money gave you a gift. I lent you a hundred, so you can give me a gift too."

Yang Dalin laughed, thinking, "No wonder he's the kind of person who'd taste the saltiness even if a dung cart came by."

Seeing that there was no interest to be gained, they even started eyeing their dried seafood.

But expecting a gift just because you borrowed a hundred? That's impossible.

Yang Dalin said, "Teacher Yan, firstly, I've already lent you enough money, so I won't need any more. Secondly, I've already given out all the gifts I could, so I have nothing left to give."

Only the porridge I made on weekends and the porridge I kept for my own consumption were left.

Besides, lending me a hundred is too little. I don't really need it. You should keep it for your own breeding.

At this moment, Teacher Yan was really itching to lend the money. The more you refused, the more he wanted to lend it to you, mainly because he didn't really need the money since it was just sitting at home.

If he can't get a good deal on that bag of dried goods, how can Old Man Yan sleep tonight?

Old Man Yan stopped Yang Dalin again and said, "Dalinzi, when buying big items, the more money the better. It's always good to have more prepared."

The old man really wants to help you. One hundred isn't enough. Just name your price. As long as my family can also provide a gift, that's fine, okay?

Seeing that Yan Bugui had taken the bait, Yang Dalin gave him an OK sign and told him, "These are all debts, but the repayment period is three years from now. You can pay them back in one lump sum. We can sign an IOU if you want, or forget it if you don't."

This "tidying up" not only means "OK," but also represents three hundred yuan.

When Yan Lao Kou heard that there was so much money involved, and that it would be for three years, he felt a little reluctant.

He said, "Three hundred dollars is too much, and three years is too long."

Yang Dalin got up and headed straight for the door.

I can't be bothered with him. Take it or leave it. I didn't want to lend it in the first place. You offered it to me, why are you making such a fuss?

When Yan Lao Kou saw that Yang Dalin was about to leave again, he immediately became anxious: "Okay, okay, Dalinzi, I agree."

I'll go get it for you right now and bring it over in a bit, okay?

When Yang Dalin heard that Yan Laokou had agreed, he said, "Okay, I'll wait for you at home later."

If you're not here in ten minutes, you're out of luck.

After saying that, Yang Dalin went home.

As soon as Yang Dalin left, Yang Ruihua tugged at Yan Laokou's sleeve and said, "Honey, this is too much. We should put it in the bank; it would earn us sixty-three yuan in interest over three years."

Is it worth lending him just a gift package?

Yan Bugui sighed and said, "Alas, it's all my fault for hesitating for too long."

It's troublesome if we can't withdraw the money when we really need it in the bank. Our family has savings in the bank anyway, and we're keeping this money for emergencies. We won't need it right now, so we might as well lend it out. Even if there's no interest, we won't lose out by getting a gift. Yang Dalin's gift should be dried seafood.

It could be sold for tens of dollars on the black market, so we're not really losing out.

It's never kept at home, so it's never used.

"Since things have come to this, let's leave it at that. You sit outside, I'll go get the money."

Old Yan hid his money in a place that even his wife didn't know, and he would go into the bedroom to retrieve it himself.

This is truly a case of guarding against the whole family, even his own wife, while Yang Ruihua seems to have gotten used to it.

Feeling it was only natural, he sat in the living room and said, "Okay, you go ahead, Lao Yan. I'll keep an eye on things for you; the kids won't be able to get through."

When Yang Dalin got home, he saw that Aunt Qi was still awake.

Qi Yulan asked him as soon as he returned, "Why did it take you so long to go to the toilet? Did you need to wash your feet? Go to bed early after you're done."

Yang Dalin replied, "Auntie, Old Man Yan will be coming to give us money again later. We can't refuse to lend it to him. That old rascal has his eye on the dried goods I gave to others. Pack another bag of them and put them somewhere else for now. Give them to him tomorrow night."

Then you go to sleep first, I'll take care of the rest.

Qi Yulan and Yan Bugui lived across from each other for decades, and Qi Yulan disliked Yan Bugui very much.

The main problem is that Yan Bugui is sometimes even stingier than she is, a woman.

So it's normal that I don't want to deal with Yan Bugui.

Yang Dalin told me I could go and rest first, and before leaving I asked him, "Are you sure you can manage on your own?"

Would it be impolite of me to go to sleep first?

Yang Dalin reassured Aunt Qi, saying, "Auntie, it's alright, you can go. I've already told him I've borrowed enough and won't lend anymore, but he still insists on lending me the bag of dried goods. Why should I indulge him? So you should go and rest."

I'll get rid of him in a bit.

Aunt Qi was relieved. She packed a small bag of dried goods, put it in the cupboard, and went to rest.

Just as Aunt Qi returned to her bedroom, Yang Dalin heard a knock on the door.

Open the door, and there it is, our beloved Teacher Yan.

Yang Dalin didn't even pour water for Old Yan. After asking him to sit down, he said, "Teacher Yan, let's get straight to the point. My aunt has gone to rest, and I'm sleepy too."

As soon as Old Man Yan entered the room, he took a sniff with his sensitive nose.

It definitely smells like dried seafood.

Then he took out a small cloth bag from his pocket.

This is a handkerchief containing a stack of money.

Yan Bugui reverently picked up the money and handed it to Yang Dalin.

Yang Dalin had to admit defeat at that look; it was like a believer holding a Bible.

Yang Dalin took it and counted it immediately.

Three hundred yuan is just right.

Yang Dalin put the money away and wrote him a written agreement.

I handed it to him and said, "Here's the agreement, Teacher Yan. I've also put my fingerprint on it, so don't say I'm not meticulous."

Yan Bugui took it, adjusted his glasses, and examined it carefully. Seeing that there was no problem, he concluded that there was no issue.

He carefully folded the IOU and put it into the inside pocket of his coat.

Then Yan Bugui, with a fawning smile, pulled a cloth bag that could hold dozens of kilograms of grain from his pocket and said, "Dalinzi, the gift you mentioned, look at the bag, I've prepared it all myself, I don't need yours."

Yang Dalin was so angry he laughed when he saw the bag; it was two or three times bigger than the bags he used to pack seafood for others.

He's such a shameless person, always trying to take advantage of others.

I hadn't planned to give him the dried seafood today anyway. Yang Dalin said irritably, "Teacher Yan, I don't have enough gifts at home. I'm at work tomorrow, so I'll ask a colleague to exchange some and bring them to you tomorrow night. That's all for now. You can go back to sleep. If you're worried, you can return the IOU to me, and I'll pay you back."