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

I thoroughly enjoyed the hot pot meal.

Qi Desheng and Tian Xueyi, as expected, ended up eating half a jin of noodles.

After the meal, the two of them clutched their stomachs and didn't move. Yang Dalin and Gong Xuemei were the ones who cleaned up.

These two shameless people even told Yang Dalin to prepare two more portions of this, including the base sauce and ingredients.

They want to bring one for their children at home.

However, they will give you money.

None of them asked where all that beef tallow base came from.

Knowing that Yang Dalin could get his hands on Chu Kai and that his family was having hot pot that night, it was clear that the kid could definitely get a lot of ingredients.

Regardless of how they got together, the two of them were only responsible for paying.

Before leaving, Gong Xuemei remarked, "Dalinzi, it's pitiful that you've been stuck with a leader like this."

Yang Dalin glanced at Qi Desheng, who was lounging like Ge You, and nodded: "Yes, sister-in-law, you know that's good. Take out our washboard more often tonight."

Some people won't behave unless they're disciplined.

Qi Desheng grabbed a matchbox from the table and threw it at Yang Dalin.

Unfortunately, Yang Dalin nimbly caught it, stuffed it into his pocket, opened the door, and ran away.

With nothing much to do in the afternoon, Yang Dalin planned to gradually reduce his voluntary loading work starting today. His salary had increased significantly, and it wouldn't be good to compete with unemployed people for their jobs.

However, if I help out occasionally, I won't be charged.

I also have money to trade seafood, so I'm not short of money in the short term.

After get off work in the afternoon, Yang Dalin tossed two packages to Tian and Qi Desheng, collecting ten yuan from each of them.

Ten yuan is really not much; two jin of mutton would cost more than ten yuan.

Each serving contains two jin of mutton, two jin of beef, and two jin of pork belly.

And that doesn't even include other things like rice noodles and wide rice noodles.

Luckily, I only brought out cabbage. If I had also brought some chrysanthemum greens or baby spinach, I would have been much better off.

At this time of year, in winter, when there are no large-scale greenhouses growing off-season vegetables, a pound of bok choy would probably cost several yuan.

The two wanted to give them more, but Yang Dalin said, "That's enough. We got them at cost price. We don't have any more. One per person."

Both of them knew that Yang Dalin had definitely put money into it, but Yang Dalin had also taken advantage of them quite a bit.

We can compensate him more later; there's no need to be so meticulous.

When Yang Dalin returned home that evening, he brought back a copper hot pot in a bag.

I'm planning to have some fun with my family tonight.

Yang Dalin plans to invite Grandpa Qi again tonight.

Grandpa Qi is tight-lipped; even if he finds out, it won't matter.

I'll remind you later.

When they arrived home, Yang Dalin saw Qi Xiaoning and Qi Yanhua slumped in two armchairs with backrests.

It seems they were quite exhausted on their first day of martial arts practice.

Yang Dalin leaned closer to Qi Xiaoning: "What's wrong, Xiaoning? Did someone boil you?"

Why are you so listless on your first day of martial arts training?

Qi Xiaoning was too lazy to pay attention to Yang Dalin at the moment, and kept pounding her thighs with both hands.

Looks like the first day will be spent practicing horse stance.

My legs hurt.

Yang Dalin saw that Qi Yanhua was also massaging her legs and really wanted to go up and help Rou Rou.

It's a pity my aunt is here; it's really inconvenient.

Qi Yanhua avoided Yang Dalin's burning gaze and started massaging her own legs.

Yang Dalin took over the work from Aunt Qi: "Auntie, I'll take care of things tonight. We're having hot pot tonight, so we don't need to cook."

"Could you give Sister Yan a leg massage?"

Upon hearing Yang Dalin's blatant favoritism, Qi Xiaoning retorted, "Yang Dalin, you let Mom massage my sister's legs, but what about me?"

Yang Dalin turned around and glanced at her: "You, you can wait in line. Wait for Auntie to finish her work."

It will come eventually, don't worry.

Qi Xiaoning rolled her eyes in anger, wanting to threaten Yang Dalin but not daring to.

Didn't she see the biggest tigress in her own family, glaring at her?

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

Actually, when the Qi sisters and He Yushui went to martial arts class this morning, Miya had already massaged their legs.

However, after finishing their practice, the three of them walked to school.

After I got back, I couldn't get up once I sat down.

My legs hurt terribly.

Seeing that Qi Xiaoning didn't reply, Yang Dalin started teasing her again: "If you ask me, some people, if they can't stick to it, they shouldn't practice tomorrow."

It doesn't really matter whether a girl practices or not.

Seeing Yang Dalin's provocation and challenge, Qi Xiaoning knew she couldn't possibly admit defeat: "Don't worry, I will persevere to the end and eventually overthrow this mountain that oppresses me."

"I'll let you experience the power of my Baguazhang later."

Yang Dalin smiled and said, "Good, good, women are just as capable as men. I'm waiting. I just don't know if this woman will be able to get out of bed tomorrow. Will I have to wait until I'm seventy or eighty before you have a chance?"

Aunt Qi and Qi Yanhua watched the two bickering with amusement.

Yang Dalin quickly prepared the things and then went to invite Grandpa Qi over.

When Grandpa Qi arrived, Qi Xiaoning and Qi Yanhua both stood up shakily to greet him.

Grandpa Qi asked, "Yanhua, what's wrong with you two?"

Qi Yanhua briefly explained her experience learning martial arts.

Grandpa Qi quickly said, "Then please sit down. If your legs hurt, just sit down. You don't have to stand up. I'm not an outsider, so don't be so polite."

I don't know much about martial arts training, but it should be similar to physical labor. If you've never done physical labor before, you might feel sore all over at first, but you'll get used to it after a few days.

Take your time, there's no rush.

I heard yesterday that Zhu Zi got beaten up by his wife. I didn't expect his wife to be so capable; she can teach you martial arts. You should learn from her.

Now that you have the means, you should eat well.

Qi Xiaoning and Qi Yanhua thanked Grandpa Qi.

When it was time to eat, Yang Dalin noticed that Qi Yanhua was sitting in a round-backed chair a bit far from the table.

It was a bit difficult to move it over.

Yang Dalin said, "Sister Yan, you don't need to move. Sit still, I'll help you."

After saying that, Yang Dalin put down his chopsticks, told Qi Yanhua to sit down, squatted down, and then lifted her and the chair up, moving them a few steps forward to the table.

After Yang Dalin helped Qi Yanhua adjust to a suitable position, he also prepared the seasonings for her and set out the chopsticks and bowl.

I was about to return to my seat.

Qi Xiaoning watched longingly as Yang Dalin walked past her without even glancing at her.

Qi Xiaoning glared at Yang Dalin with those two mothballs.

Yang Dalin feigned innocence and asked Qi Xiaoning, "What's wrong, you? Why are you looking at me like that? Eat up, don't be shy."

Qi Xiaoning slammed her hand on the armrest of the chair in anger: "I want to eat, but I have to be able to reach it!"

You only care about my sister, not me, right?

The last five words were choked with sobs. Yang Dalin quickly stood up and slapped his forehead: "Hey, sorry, I forgot about you."

Then Yang Dalin walked behind her and moved her, chair and all, to the table.

Then I prepared to return to my seat.

But Qi Xiaoning stopped her again.