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

When they arrived at Quanjude, the two sat down, and the other person took off their scarf and gloves, allowing Xu Damao to see their face.

When the other person gracefully removed the scarf, Xu Damao's heart skipped a beat.

It is indeed beautiful.

She's pretty; with her face, she's even prettier.

She looks like a fairy descended from heaven.

Xu Damao then became even more attentive.

Then, while they were eating, Xu Damao sat down next to the other person.

The two of them grew much closer.

This is the same tactic Xu Damao used when he later invited Qin Jingru.

Because Xu Damao was also testing the waters.

If you get close to someone and they don't explicitly object, it proves that they don't dislike you.

You can take it down quickly on your own.

If he gets close to the other party and they are very resistant, Xu Damao will slow down.

This guy's flirting skills are practically innate.

It's somewhat reminiscent of the later Aquaman trope.

The meal was a pleasant one for both host and guests.

Xu Damao drove the person home to their neighborhood.

They also agreed on a time to meet again.

Xu Damao knew that he was not in serious trouble.

I need to hurry home and tidy up the house.

I'll invite them over to my house another day.

Then Xu Damao saw the other party enter a grand courtyard before returning to his parents' home.

I went to tell my parents the good news.

Xu Damao thought to himself that since he was getting married, he had to make his father bleed a little more.

Then, I asked my parents to start preparing the wedding banquet ingredients and various receipts that I would need for my wedding. I would also need to add some big items myself.

We'll ask Sha Zhu to cook when we get married.

The big idiot is hosting his own wedding banquet, so he can see how he organizes his own wedding. That would be so impressive.

Xu Damao stayed until evening before going home.

Naturally, no one saw the good show of Sha Zhu getting beaten up.

It was cold, and no one was playing in the yard, so naturally no one told Xu Damao when he got home.

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The next day was Monday. Yang Dalin woke up early and was about to leave when he remembered Qi Xiaoning's words about getting up early today to learn martial arts with Sha Zhu's wife.

Then Yang Dalin went to Aunt Qi's door, knocked on it, and woke up the two sisters who were sleeping in late, telling them to get up quickly.

The master got up soon; the two of them had already overslept on their first day.

Qi Yanhua was easily persuaded and got up quickly. Qi Xiaoning, dressed and shuffling her shoes, rubbed her eyes and said, "Brother Dalin, why are you up so early? It's not even dawn yet."

Yang Dalin tapped her on the forehead and said, "By the time it's fully light, it will be past seven o'clock. By then it will be time for breakfast and school. What can you still practice then?"

Hurry up.

Yang Dalin dipped his hand in cold water and sprinkled it on Qi Xiaoning.

The cold made her instantly sober, and then Yang Dalin ran away.

Yang Dalin arrived at work early and first checked in. When the time came, he went to the place where he took the driving test and got his driver's license.

Starting today, Yang Dalin is a Level 5 driver.

(Some places have five levels and ten grades, while others have one level, two levels, three levels, four levels, five levels and sub-five levels. This book uses the latter as the standard.)

Some regulations stipulate a two-year promotion period for deputy level five officials, but the protagonist was promoted earlier because of his numerous achievements.

The fixed monthly salary is 52 yuan, plus daily allowances. Long-distance driving earns 1 yuan per day, while driving in the city earns 60 cents per day.

Even if Yang Dalin doesn't drive long distances for a month, he can still earn at least seventy yuan.

He quickly became the third highest-earning person in the courtyard.

The first two are Yi Zhonghai, a level 7 worker, and Liu Haizhong, a level 6 worker.

Moreover, Yang Dalin can earn some extra money, and his benefits are good, so his hidden income is actually the highest.

However, Yang Dalin only told his family about the verification process; no one else in the courtyard knew about it.

Yang Dalin didn't want his income to be exposed too early, and he didn't want to be able to repay those people's money later.

Otherwise, if Yan Laokou found out, he would definitely urge me to pay back the money sooner.

Yang Dalin is so happy today that he plans to have a good celebration tonight.

I just happened to have some hot pot base and ingredients from my check-in a few days ago, so I can have hot pot tonight.

That would be best.

When he received the certificate, Tian Xueyi said, "You got your certificate today, but you'll have to come with me for a few more years, since you're still too young."

You'll arrange lunch, it'll be your treat.

Old Qi is just waiting to fleece you.

Yang Dalin readily agreed: "No problem, Brother Tian, ​​I was just thinking of having hot pot when I got home tonight."

Can you borrow that stove? If you can, how about we cook lunch together?

Brother Tian said, "No problem, Lao Qi can find it."

Yang Dalin said, "That's fine. You can inform Brother Qi later and have him prepare in advance, heat up the hot pot. I'll bring the ingredients and hot pot base to him at noon."

There's beef and mutton available, I guarantee he'll have a great time. Oh, and remember to invite Sister Xuemei along.

Don't just eat alone.

Tian Xueyi said, "Alright, don't worry."

The three of us will just wait for dinner; we won't worry about anything else.

After working all morning, Yang Dalin rode his bicycle out for a while and came back with a bag full of stuff.

I went to Qi Desheng's office.

The copper stove and pot inside already had the water heated.

As soon as Yang Dalin entered, Gong Xuemei took his bag. Yang Dalin took out the hot pot base first, which was a mildly spicy beef tallow hot pot base.

A group of northerners couldn't handle too much spice, and Yang Dalin could only manage a mild version.

In the dead of winter, a hot, mildly spicy hot pot is just right.

Then Yang Dalin took out the sliced ​​beef and mutton, two jin each, and one jin of pork belly slices. In later generations, few people would put pork belly in hot pot.

But there's a meat shortage right now, so this is perfect.

Then Yang Dalin also makes vermicelli, wide rice noodles, tofu, sheep's blood, green vegetables, noodles, etc.

We won't worry about running out of food later.

There was no other way but to make noodles for the two big foodies, Qi Desheng and Tian Xueyi, if they didn't have enough to eat.

There was also a bottle of sesame paste. People in Beijing like sesame paste, and it's enough to use it as a dipping sauce. It's impossible for it to be as diverse as the dipping sauces of later generations.

Gong Xuemei saw Yang Dalin busy with something, while her husband and Tian Xueyi just stood there watching.

Gong Xuemei then shouted at Qi Desheng, "Are you blind? Da Linzi and I are busy, can't you go wash the vegetables?"

As soon as Qi Desheng heard his wife speak, he was about to get up and get to work, bowing and scraping.

Yang Dalin said, "Sister-in-law, no need, they're all washed."

"Please sit down and wait for us to start eating."

Then Gong Xuemei gave Qi Desheng a piece of trash and sat down next to Yang Dalin.

Soon, the room was filled with steam, and the mutton that had been put down earlier was cooked.

The group began scrambling for the food.

That shameless Qi Desheng picked up a large mouthful of mutton with his chopsticks and put it into Gong Xuemei's dipping sauce bowl: "Wife, eat more."

Gong Xuemei gave her a cold shoulder: "And you call yourself a leader? Dalin is just a child. Don't you know to let Dalin eat more first?"

After saying that, Gong Xuemei put all the meat in her bowl into Yang Dalin's bowl.

Tian Xueyi chimed in from the side, "That's right, they don't know anything about respecting the elderly and caring for the young."

Yang Dalin quickly picked up his bowl, moved Gong Xuemei's chopsticks aside, and said, "It's alright, sister-in-law, you don't need to worry about me, you just eat, there's more in the pot."

After Yang Dalin finished speaking, he quickly picked up a mouthful with his chopsticks.

He was afraid that if he acted any later, Brother Tian and Qi Desheng would have already scooped all the mutton out of the pot.

Those two shameless bastards acted way too quickly.