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

Seeing Yang Dalin's impatient expression, Qi Desheng laughed and said, "Oh dear, my mouth tastes a bit bland."

Yang Dalin immediately lit a cigarette for Qi Desheng.

Qi Desheng added, "Just smoking dry cigarettes is a bit too much."

Yang Dalin brewed him another cup of tea.

Qi Desheng was about to say something when Yang Dalin snatched the cigarette from his mouth: "Brother Sheng, once is enough, twice is not enough, but a third time is not allowed."

That's enough.

Qi Desheng then snatched the cigarette back and sat up straight: "Alright, I won't tease you anymore."

So easily teased.

The house was newly built by our department and is not far from my home.

It's still an apartment building.

The area is a large room measuring 7*6.

You really got a great deal this time.

When Yang Dalin heard that 7*6 was only 42 square meters, even without the shared area, the actual usable area of ​​42 square meters was not large.

The key issue is that the buildings currently under construction are still the traditional Suzhou-style tenement buildings.

It's still unclear whether there will be centralized heating inside.

The soundproofing is poor, and every household cooks and stir-fries at their doorstep every day.

The toilets are located on both sides of the hallway, and they don't have flush toilets, so privacy is also poor.

Forget it.

I don't like living in this kind of building.

Moreover, there might be quite a few leaders from various organizations living inside. There are four of us in total, including myself and Aunt Qi's family.

Forty-two square meters was not small compared to others, but Yang Dalin didn't like it at all.

Seeing that Yang Dalin didn't seem happy, Qi Desheng asked him, "What's wrong? Are you so happy you've gone crazy?"

Yang Dalin said, "Brother Sheng, I don't like this kind of house. There must be quite a few leaders from various departments living in this new building you're talking about."

Can we make a deal and I can move to a courtyard house?

I still prefer living in a traditional courtyard house.

Yang Dalin is different from many people who want to live in apartment buildings nowadays.

It wasn't that he insisted on living in a courtyard house; it was that Yang Dalin didn't like the current design and layout of apartment buildings.

There are no flush toilets or central heating; it's better to live in a courtyard house.

Although the first gas and heating company was established two years ago, it only supplied gas to the area near Chang'an Avenue.

I don't know when we'll get here.

Furthermore, a 42-square-meter apartment would need to be divided into at least three rooms: a living room and two bedrooms.

It's a bit crowded, Yang Dalin doesn't want it.

Seeing his serious expression, Qi Desheng asked him again, "Are you sure?"

Many people want a share of this house but can't get one.

"If it weren't for your outstanding contribution this time, you wouldn't even be able to dream of getting this area."

Yang Dalin said firmly, "Yes, I really don't like it. Brother Sheng, can you think about it and see if you can get us a bigger courtyard house?"

My family also includes my aunt and her two siblings.

The space is too small to live in.

Besides, my aunt has two daughters, and it wouldn't be convenient for her to have such a young child.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Qi Desheng had no choice but to agree: "Okay, I'll ask around for you later."

I imagine some people prefer living in apartment buildings, and if there's simply no room in a traditional courtyard house, they can find someone to swap with.

Then you'll just have to wait.

Yang Dalin nodded repeatedly: "It's alright, I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry."

Brother Sheng, you'd better move it to a smaller courtyard, preferably one with fewer people.

It's convenient and hassle-free to live here; otherwise, a courtyard with many people would just have a lot of problems.

Qi Desheng chased him out, saying, "Alright, I know, get out of here. Go home for today and come back to work tomorrow."

When you get home, be sure to keep what happened these past three days a secret.

Yang Dalin agreed to Qi Desheng's request and then happily carried his bag home.

As soon as he stepped outside, he ran into Ma San, who was waiting for him again.

When Ma San saw that Yang Dalin had returned safely, he happily went to greet him.

"Brother Dalin, you're finally back. I've been waiting here every evening. I've been worried for three days ever since you were taken away that evening, and I almost got caught by Auntie."

Yang Dalin put his arm around his shoulder: "You didn't get caught, did you? I went to cooperate with the investigation that night, and then went back to my unit to go on a mission."

Ma San said, "No, my aunt didn't ask me much either."

"They said your colleague sent a message home."

"Okay, it's alright. I just got back from a business trip. Let's go home first."

Yang Dalin took out a handful of milk candies from his satchel and handed them to Ma San.

Pretend it was brought back from this business trip.

Actually, they were all signed in.

On the way, Ma San told Yang Dalin, "Your institute held a meeting that night, and you didn't show up, but Qin Huairu did. The implication was that you were feeling guilty and were making excuses for not daring to show your face directly."

Yang Dalin said dismissively, "It's nothing, I'll be fine as soon as I get back."

But in his heart he thought, "Qin Huairu, the police you found have all been arrested by me and will soon be shot down. What makes you think you can identify me?"

Do you really think Brother Li and his gang will send people to back you up?

Even if they send someone, the person who comes will not easily doubt them.

"Qin Huairu, you've probably gotten beaten up for nothing again."

When Yang Dalin and Ma San arrived home, they met the "lovable" Teacher Yan as soon as they entered the courtyard.

Old Man Yan called out loudly, "Hey, it's Dalinzi back!"

Yang Dalin didn't know if he was signaling to Qin Huairu at the Intermediate People's Court by shouting so loudly.

He exchanged a polite greeting with Yan Bugui and then went home.

When Qi Yulan saw Yang Dalin return, she quickly went up to him, grabbed his arm, and looked him up and down.

"Why did you leave in such a hurry this time without even telling your family?"

Yang Dalin comforted Aunt Qi, saying, "Auntie, it's an emergency mission, there's no other way."

Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm perfectly okay.

As soon as Yang Dalin finished speaking, the Qi sisters came out from the inner room.

Qi Xiaoning rushed over and climbed onto Yang Dalin's back: "Brother Dalin, where did you go this time? What delicious food did you bring back?"

Yang Dalin, with her gripping his neck, said, "I brought you a fart. You'd better loosen your grip on my neck first, or the fart will escape in a bit."

Yang Dalin teased Qi Xiaoning again.

Qi Xiaoning glared at Yang Dalin again in anger before getting down and going to rummage through Yang Dalin's bag herself.

Qi Yanhua was also delighted to see Yang Dalin, but she concealed her excitement.

"Dalinzi, you're back."

"Yes, I'm back, Sister Yan."

"Come, come, I brought gifts for my family."

Yang Dalin was gazing affectionately at Qi Yanhua when Qi Xiaoning's loud shouting interrupted their exchange of glances.

Since Aunt Qi was also there, Yang Dalin had no choice but to quickly change the subject.

Although Aunt Qi had already tacitly approved of their relationship, Yang Dalin still felt embarrassed.

We should always be mindful of the potential impact.

Yang Dalin took out several hair clips from his satchel.

There was also some mutton, which they falsely claimed was brought from another place.

Actually, it was all stuff he got from signing in.

Yang Dalin naturally didn't forget Ma San, and Ma San also received a gift.

When Aunt Qi saw that Yang Dalin had returned, she added a few more steamed buns to the pot.

I added a spoonful of water, otherwise I was afraid there wouldn't be enough to eat.

While waiting for his meal to be ready, Yang Dalin hesitated whether or not to tell his employer that they wanted to allocate him an apartment.

Anyway, my system is bound to this world, and it's not like I can only sign in at No. 95 Courtyard.

But unexpectedly, before Yang Dalin could say it...

Qin Huairu's voice came from outside the door first.

"Yang Dalin, you come out here right now."