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

After searching the robbers, Yang Dalin took the dagger in his hand and went to examine it.

He didn't look at the bandit leader's mournful eyes again.

Not long after, the convoy leader returned in a truck.

This car doesn't belong to the convoy; it must be a car from the county police station ahead.

However, the driver wasn't wearing a police uniform; he was dressed as a factory worker.

The truck behind had a tarpaulin, and the back door was open. Several policemen got out and started unloading bicycles.

Okay, so the police borrowed a truck from a factory.

When they arrived, everyone had put all their bicycles in the back of their bikes.

That's normal, though; many police departments these days don't have many vehicles.

Especially local branch offices or police stations.

It would be good if we had a few bicycles.

The police officers quickly unloaded the bicycle, and then the team leader led the officers over to hand over the robber.

All eleven robbers were put into the car. When they were taking the gang leader into custody, one of the police captains asked, "What happened to his leg?"

Tian Xueyi stepped forward to help explain, "He was carrying a knife and tried to run away, but we stopped him."

Then the police officer didn't say anything, just waved his hand and told his men to take the person away.

These people were not untied at all, and the gags were not removed.

Before the bandit leader got into the car, he tried to say something, but a policeman dragged him away.

They didn't give him a chance at all.

The convoy leader then led the police officers to look at the ambush site and the area where the pits had been filled in.

And so, the robbers were taken away. The car was crammed with twelve robbers and two fully armed police officers.

The remaining police officers followed behind the truck on bicycles.

Provide escort and protection.

The team leader squeezed into the third car in the convoy.

After everyone got ready, they set off and met up with two trucks parked at the Public Security Bureau in the county ahead.

It took more than half an hour to reach a county town.

After meeting up with the other two vehicles, everyone didn't waste any more time.

Continuing on their journey, this time the convoy leader could only eat some dry rations in the vehicle.

They stopped eating altogether; all the other drivers, except him, took the opportunity to eat something.

Yang Dalin, sitting in the passenger seat of the car behind, fiddled with the small dagger, wondering whether he was a lucky charm or a jinx.

Why do I always seem to run into trouble?

It's strange, I've only been on two business trips, and both times I encountered some serious problems.

They all involve the use of guns.

In Beijing, you either run into petty thugs or secret agents; it's just unbelievable.

Fortunately, they all managed to escape danger and benefit from the experience.

I don't know if it's a side effect of time travel.

Things kept piling up, as if they were coming forward to claim credit.

Should I be more low-key in the future? I've already made so many contributions; if I make any more, Qi Desheng won't be able to reward me.

Because I've only been working for less than two months, and I'm still young, without experience or years of service, getting promoted in such a short time is really not a good thing.

On the way, Yang Dalin told Brother Tian about his troubles.

Brother Tian pondered for a moment and said, "Your luck is truly extraordinary, and you also have the ability to solve it."

If you're in the military during wartime, you can probably get promoted very quickly.

In these peaceful times, it's indeed necessary to keep a low profile.

However, I do know a few people with your luck.

Do you know that someone in our army has been awarded the Special Merit Citation nine times?

This hero was incredibly lucky and powerful. Despite accumulating so many merits, he still managed to remain in the army unscathed.

Many of his comrades-in-arms sacrificed their lives, but he was unharmed.

Yang Dalin really knew this old hero Zhang. He was a man who had received nine special-class merits and lived to a ripe old age, which was also incredibly lucky.

Tian Xueyi added, "Luck is also a part of strength. If you are lucky, many times you don't need to think too much. You can avoid things, and things will come to you on their own."

You just need to abide by the law and regulations and handle it normally.

Just be low-key in your daily life, and that's fine.

Don't overthink it.

But you, at your age, why are you suddenly getting sentimental?

Yang Dalin glanced at Tian Xueyi, who was driving intently, and said, "I heard from the veterans in our village that if you want to live a long life, you have to learn to keep a low profile."

Being too high-profile doesn't necessarily mean something good is going to happen.

Sometimes it's necessary to hide your strength.

Upon hearing Yang Dalin's words, Tian Xueyi laughed and said, "What this old soldier said is both right and not entirely right."

Was he ever conscripted and served in the "Two Bald Men's Army"?

Yang Dalin nodded: "Yes, first I was conscripted, then I was captured by the People's Liberation Army and joined our army. Not long after, we were liberated. I injured my foot and went back to my hometown to farm."

Tian Xueyi said, "That's right."

In the past, in the army of the two bald men, if you didn't have money to bribe your way into promotion, but you had the ability, your superiors might send you into some kind of suicide squad to complete some very difficult mission.

So, those who stick their neck out will be the first to be shot down. Those with some ability who don't know how to give gifts and who threaten the other party's position will be quickly eliminated.

Once you join our team, as long as you have the skills, study diligently, and are well-educated, you'll get promoted very quickly.

However, our team, including the squad, platoon, and company leaders, also suffered heavy losses because we were the ones leading the charge.

Although the sacrifices are both significant, they are two different concepts.

Our comrades sacrificed themselves for the liberation of the whole country.

They sacrificed themselves to preserve their corrupt rule.

The meanings are different, but both types of people made great sacrifices.

That's why I said his statement was both right and wrong.

But now we're at peace, there aren't as many wars anymore, so just be more careful in your daily life.

If anything happens again, come to me first, come to your brother Sheng. Aside from anything else, we can protect you a bit in our workplace.

Yang Dalin gratefully said to Brother Tian, ​​"I understand, Brother Tian."

Seeing that Yang Dalin was in a better mood, Tian Xueyi asked him to light a cigarette for him and said, "Alright, just do what you're supposed to do from now on. As long as you don't break the law or regulations and make more contributions, what are you worried about?"

Even if things don't go well, Qi Desheng still has connections above him.

Your superiors in our unit will also protect you.

I didn't know our boss had been a chief of staff?

Our boss has subordinates all over the country, so don't worry.

Yang Dalin thought of his boss, the head of the Ministry of Railways. He had served as chief of staff and held the position for a long time. The Ministry of Railways would remain powerful for many more years to come.

There's no need for me to worry so much.

With the system and the space available, what did Yang Dalin have to be afraid of? Having figured this out, he relaxed, picked up a cigarette, rolled down the car door window a crack, and began to smoke it with relish.