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

Yang Dalin remained calm and said, "Xiaoning, you can go out and play with your friends."

Right? Don't just focus on me.

Qi Xiaoning thought for a moment and realized, "That's right, I can try asking Sister Yushui."

Then Qi Xiaoning said ruthlessly, "Fine, but Yang Dalin, don't forget our grudge. I won't let you off easily."

Then, looking at her mother and sister who were still laughing, Qi Xiaoning could only say, "Hmph."

He turned and left. There was nothing he could do; he was suppressed by these two bloodlines and couldn't resist, nor did he dare to utter any harsh words.

As soon as Qi Xiaoning stepped outside, she ran into Yan Bugui, who had just finished eating.

Seeing Qi Xiaoning's angry face, Yan Bugui noticed that Yang Dalin's relationship with his family had improved recently, so he asked, "What's wrong, Xiaoning? Who made you angry?"

Qi Xiaoning didn't like to talk to Yan Bugui, but since he brought this on himself, then she was sorry.

Qi Xiaoning's expression changed instantly, and she asked seriously, "Teacher Yan, I have a question for you. Have you ever seen a turtle shake its head?"

Yan Bugui thought for a moment. He had seen turtles stick their heads out when he was a child, but he didn't think he had ever seen a turtle shake its head.

So he shook his head and answered seriously, "No, I've never seen it."

Qi Xiaoning was delighted when she saw Yan Bugui shake his head. She smiled happily, bowed to Teacher Yan, and said, "Thank you, Teacher Yan."

After saying that, Qi Xiaoning happily went to find He Yushui.

Yan Bugui was left completely bewildered.

Yan Bugui adjusted his glasses, thinking, "What's wrong with this girl? She looked angry, but suddenly she's laughing?"

Children's tempers change so quickly, they can change in the blink of an eye.

Yan Bugui was unaware that he had been called a bastard.

After dinner, with Qi Xiaoning no longer home, Yang Dalin helped Qi Yanhua wash the pots and pans.

I chatted with Aunt Qi, who was working with her sewing machine.

A little while later, Sister-in-law Zhang Meiyun came back to continue teaching Aunt Qi.

When Yang Dalin saw that Sister Meiyun had brought her two children, he gave the two children some candy.

Yang Dalin turned on the radio again, and soon enough, quite a few people were sitting in his house again in the afternoon.

They were all women who came to listen to the radio when they had nothing to do, and who borrowed the Qi family's sewing machine to do some chores.

The room was filled with chattering people, and He Yushui had chased Qi Xiaoning back.

Yang Dalin then prepared to go out for a walk.

Otherwise, a room full of people would be too noisy, and we also need to hide Qi Xiaoning, otherwise this crazy girl might remember her revenge.

After saying goodbye to his aunt, Yang Dalin rode off on his bicycle.

On the way, Yang Dalin thought to himself, "I've only been here a few months, and I've already brought a good life to the Qi family."

I feel quite accomplished.

aimlessly, Yang Dalin rode his bicycle to the vicinity of a large compound. When he came to his senses, he wondered where he had ended up.

We've arrived near some military compounds.

Is this Princess Tomb?

Why did you ride here? Yang Dalin prepared to turn back.

As I rode my bike into a small alley, three or four teenagers suddenly ran towards me.

They were all wearing military overcoats and caps, and they ran very fast, with more than a dozen boys dressed in the same way chasing after them.

Yang Dalin knew that it was two groups of teenagers fighting, and he originally intended to hide and not cause trouble.

As a result, just as the first three or four bicycles had passed by, the next dozen or so caught up with them.

When the dozen or so men saw Yang Dalin's police coat, they assumed he was there to help and immediately stopped him. One of the taller boys asked, "What, here to help?"

Yang Dalin said, somewhat confused, "What help? I was just passing by."

Next to the tall boy was a chubby boy who squinted at the tall boy and said, "Brother Jun, I think this kid might be reinforcements brought in by the other side."

"Look at his attire, he's clearly a child of a privileged family."

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A few minutes later, Yang Dalin had knocked down all the dozen or so teenagers who had blocked his way with his bare hands.

This group is alright; they only carry wooden sticks or are empty-handed, so they don't have any really powerful weapons.

However, his eyesight wasn't very good, and he inexplicably stopped Yang Dalin from leaving, which resulted in a fight breaking out.

As a result, Yang Dalin, who knew no martial arts, single-handedly defeated all ten of them.

Yang Dalin is strong, fast, and has sharp eyes. He can knock out opponents one by one with a punch and a kick, and they can't get up. Several of them even vomit from being beaten.

This fight was completely inexplicable, but Yang Dalin had experienced something similar in his previous life.

In my past life, when I was in my early twenties, I went to a restaurant with my cousin who was the same age. When we entered the restaurant, we recognized four people who were about the same age as me, and they had already drunk quite a bit.

Before long, the four of them started fighting with Yang Dalin and his companion.

As a result, Yang Dalin was hit by a brick and had to be stitched up in the head three times. When Yang Dalin touched his head, he saw blood everywhere, so he got angry and chased after one of his opponents, hitting him repeatedly until the other person needed nine stitches.

Later, I found out that some of them were actually classmates from junior high school, just not in the same class. No wonder they looked familiar.

This fight was completely inexplicable.

(Based on my own experience, the stitches on the back of my head still haven't grown any hair.)

There were more than a dozen people lying on the ground, groaning and crying.

Just as Yang Dalin was about to leave, the four teenagers who had run past him grabbed his car.

One of the guys inside, who looked a bit like Zhong Yuemin, said, "Brother, are you here to help us?"

Thanks a lot, you really nailed them all! Brother, I, Zhao Yumin, will treat you to dinner!

Yang Dalin was a little disappointed when he heard that the other person was called Zhao Yumin instead of Zhong Yuemin.

I thought the world I traveled to was related to Blood Romance.

That's fine, though, Yang Dalin doesn't like that kid Zhong Yuemin either.

However, you could also say that he dislikes all people who are troublemakers and like to fight.

After all, he's a man in his thirties; he can't be like a teenager anymore, getting into fights for no reason.

Especially those teenagers who wield deadly weapons like forks, chains, and daggers.

This is a bunch of idiots who have nothing better to do than go all out when they get excited.

Yang Dalin glared at the other person: "Let go, it's none of your business. I was just passing by, and they were blocking my way, so I knocked them down."

"No need for meals. Go home. Don't just eat and do nothing all day."

Who knew that Zhao Yumin was such a rogue?

The four men clung to Yang Dalin's car, refusing to let go, insisting that Yang Dalin be their leader.

He also wanted to find out Yang Dalin's background so that he could have a boss to protect him in the future and not be bullied.

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As a result, Yang Dalin kicked each of the four men away.

This time, the tall boy opposite him was already clutching his stomach and laughing, saying, "Zhao Yumin, you're really funny. The helper you invited ended up beating himself up too."

"That's hilarious!"

Zhao Yumin clutched his stomach and fell several meters away, shouting, "Bullshit, Liu Haiyan! My brother beat me up, I'm happy, I'm willing, what's it to you?"

Then he shouted at Yang Dalin, "Brother, we've fought now, can you come eat with me now?"

The tall boy slowly stood up, leaning against the wall, and angrily pointed at Zhao Yumin, saying, "Zhao Yumin, my name is Liu Haiyang. You try calling me Liu Haiyan again. Once I've rested, I'll beat you until you vomit shit. I'm not a Liu."