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

Yang Dalin saw Qi Xiaoning grab him and asked, "What's wrong now?"

Seeing that she had already succeeded halfway, Qi Xiaoning's crying had stopped, and she rolled her eyes at him: "What do you think? Where are the chopsticks? Where are the bowls? Where is the dipping sauce?"

Yang Dalin chuckled: "You have hands, so take it yourself."

Qi Xiaoning's voice immediately changed: "Mom, sister, look at Yang Dalin."

Yang Dalin quickly covered her mouth: "Alright, little miss, I'm scared of you, I'll go get it for you."

If this really makes her cry, Aunt Qi won't side with Qi Xiaoning, but it'll still be troublesome.

Yang Dalin went to get the bowls and chopsticks, and only then did Qi Xiaoning reveal her smug expression.

Qi Yulan pointed at her with her chopsticks and said, "You're just being mischievous."

If you ever actually cry, I won't be on your side, so you'd better behave yourself.

Seeing her mother intervene, Qi Xiaoning quickly said, "Mom, Da Lin and I were just joking around. I know what I'm doing."

Qi Yulan said, "You'd better be careful, or you'll regret it."

Qi Xiaoning shuddered upon hearing this.

I've completely forgotten about the pain in my legs.

He quickly replied, "Okay, Mom, I promise I'll behave."

Yang Dalin helped Qi Xiaoning prepare the bowls, chopsticks, and dipping sauce.

Only then did everyone happily start eating.

Everyone ate and chatted.

Qi Xiaoning was especially happy eating all that meat.

After dinner, Ma San helped wash the dishes and pots, while Yang Dalin and Grandpa Qi chatted for a while longer.

Before leaving, Grandpa Qi insisted on leaving behind a pound of grain coupons and half a pound of meat coupons.

Yang Dalin refused, and Uncle Qi even said, "If you keep inviting me like this, I won't come anymore. Besides, I'm working now and I don't lack tickets. If it were before, I really wouldn't have been able to afford them, but now that I have the ability, if you don't let me, I'll never come again."

Yang Dalin had no choice but to accept it.

The reason why Yang Dalin got along well with Uncle Qi was that Uncle Qi not only helped Yang Dalin a lot when he first arrived, but also was very principled and didn't like to take advantage of others.

After dinner, Ma San finished cleaning up and went home.

Aunt Qi chatted with Yang Dalin for a while, then prepared to go to sleep.

However, I definitely need to go to the toilet before going to bed.

Although at this time of year, people in northern China usually prepare a chamber pot in their homes during winter.

But the chamber pot is only for use when I wake up in the middle of the night needing to use it; this time before going to sleep, I definitely need to go outside to use it.

However, given the situation of the two sisters, it might be inconvenient, so Yang Dalin took out a long wooden stick from his house.

Actually, it was taken from his spatial storage; he cut it down while he was catching wild rabbits in the woods.

I keep it in my storage space when I'm not busy, just in case I need it someday.

The stick isn't very long, a little over a meter but less than two meters, enough to make a temporary walking stick.

It's easy to explain if you take out one yourself, but it's hard to explain if you take out another one.

Yang Dalin handed the stick to Qi Yanhua and said, "Sister Yan, you can use this stick as a support for a while, and then have your aunt follow you with a flashlight. That way it will be safer."

"I'll give it to Xiaoning when I get back."

Qi Yanhua blushed and took the stick without asking why she hadn't seen it when she tidied his room.

Qi Yanhua was leaning on a cane, while her aunt supported her other arm.

I almost tripped when I went out.

Yang Dalin quickly followed and reached out his hand from behind to support him.

Don't let her actually fall.

Yang Dalin escorted them all the way to the outside of the women's restroom.

Then Yang Dalin waited outside.

Aunt Qi followed her inside.

When they got back, they ran into Qin Huairu, who was using the restroom.

Qin Huairu also greeted them warmly.

Then Yang Dalin took Qi Yanhua back and escorted Qi Xiaoning out.

Just as Yang Dalin stepped out of the courtyard gate and faced the women's restroom, he heard Qin Huairu and another woman talking about crickets in the restroom.

Qin Huairu said, "Sigh, you know what, the Qi family might be in trouble now."

Another person asked, "What's wrong? Did you hear something again?"

Qin Huairu said, "What else could it be? Their family has plenty of grain, enough to feed the girls well and let them practice martial arts."

I've heard the saying, "The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts."

In other words, if you want to practice martial arts, without a certain amount of money and plenty of meat to eat, it's simply impossible; you might even ruin your life.

"Hey, that's their business, why are you making such a fuss?"

Qin: "I didn't think that much. I just thought that since my family is in such a difficult situation, and they have plenty of food, it would be great if they could help the poor people in our compound."

"Give it to them for martial arts practice. It's such a waste to feed those two little girls so much."

The two were not speaking loudly, but Yang Dalin had good hearing and heard them just as they left the courtyard gate, when Aunt Qi and Xiaoning were almost at the toilet.

The people inside stopped talking when they heard a noise outside the toilet.

I won't go into details.

Yang Dalin felt fortunate that Xiaoning hadn't heard, otherwise Qi Xiaoning would have thought even more.

Yang Dalin knew Qin Huairu's thoughts; he was hoping that his family could help her family out.

The "poor people in the courtyard" they're referring to isn't her family.

Just now, Qin Huairu's behavior showed that she also looked down on her daughter.

In the TV series, she portrays herself as treating her daughter well. Is it true that other people's daughters are like water spilled on the ground, while her own daughters can be treated like treasures?

Damn it, Qin Huairu needs to be taught a lesson again.

Is he trying to scheme again?

It seems he didn't get enough of being beaten the first two times.

All her teeth have fallen out, and her face shape is now unsightly.

You're asking for it, aren't you?

Yang Dalin thought to himself, "It seems I still need to tidy up."

Some people are born selfish and can't change it.

Qin Huairu can hold back now that Jia Dongxu hasn't been hung on the wall yet, but she'll wait until he really is.

The demon in Qin Huairu's heart was unleashed.

They would then join forces with Yi Zhonghai, who had lost his elderly parents, and begin to harm others.

When Qi Xiaoning and Aunt Qi came out, Qin Huairu hadn't come out yet. Qin Huairu just exchanged a few more pleasantries with Aunt Qi inside, without saying anything else.

Yang Dalin supported Qi Xiaoning while listening carefully to the sounds coming from the toilet.

Soon after, the person in the restroom said again, "Didn't the Qi family hear that just now?"

Qin Huairu said dismissively, "It's okay, what could we hear? We were speaking so quietly."

They can't hear it from outside.

Even if I did hear it, what could I do?

We didn't lie; we were just stating the facts!

Right.

You said her family has food, so please help the poor families in the courtyard, especially those with children.

"Everyone wants to make something of themselves, but to let two little girls use it for martial arts practice is simply a waste of food."

These words clearly persuaded the other party. Yang Dalin couldn't recognize who the other party was, but the name sounded familiar. He was sure it was someone from courtyard number 95.

Originally, the other party didn't intend to do anything, but with Qin Huairu fanning the flames from the side, the other party became somewhat tempted.

After all, food is so precious these days.

Every family tries to save money, and many families only eat two meals a day.

One dish is dry, the other is liquid; the dry dish is for the strong laborers in the family.

Many housewives still eat only two meals of thin porridge a day, just enough to keep them from starving. They're dreaming if they think they can eat their fill.

Upon hearing this news, the other party also felt resentful.

The man sighed, "Sigh, different people have different fates. Oh well, let's go home first. It's so cold, what's the point of us sitting in the toilet like this?"