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

It was almost dawn, and everyone was still awake.

The team leader told everyone to start washing up, and after breakfast, they would take turns resting in the vehicles before continuing their journey.

As long as the vehicle is in good condition, the goods must be delivered on time.

This is their mission, regardless of whether you've slept well or not.

After Yang Dalin got in the car, he told Brother Tian to take a nap first.

In a little while, we'll switch places and drive.

After driving for an hour, Brother Tian said he had slept enough and told Yang Dalin to go to sleep.

Yang Dalin exchanged a few more polite words.

Brother Tian said, "Alright, no problem. Back in the day, it was normal for us to go to the battlefield and not sleep for days and nights."

Sometimes just a few minutes of napping is enough to make a difference. Not to mention I slept for several hours last night and even took a nap.

That's enough, go get some sleep.

Yang Dalin knew that Brother Tian was taking care of him out of kindness, but he still joked, "Brother Tian, ​​are you getting old and need less sleep?"

Brother Tian kicked him and said, "Get lost, you little brat, you can't expect anything good to come out of your mouth."

Yang Dalin wasn't angry even after being kicked.

I changed seats, put on a hat, rested my head against the passenger window, and started to sleep.

Wearing a hat prevents your head from hitting the glass.

This situation definitely made it difficult to sleep, but Yang Dalin was already used to it.

It's not good to be unaccustomed to it; you'll inevitably encounter similar situations of rushing around in the future.

People need to adapt; if they don't make the most of their time to catch up on sleep, they simply won't have any energy.

Although Yang Dalin was fine after staying up all night, he felt that he was still growing.

It's better to get more sleep.

However, the only problem is that this train doesn't have seat belts, so it's not comfortable for people to sleep on. I'll have to give the station some feedback later.

By the time Yang Dalin woke up, the truck had already arrived at the unloading point in Quancheng.

I checked the time; it was just before midnight.

The team leader told everyone to go to the canteen at the other party's factory for lunch first.

After dinner, everyone can rest for an afternoon and an evening.

Tomorrow I'll go to another location to load goods, and then return to Beijing.

Yang Dalin took the opportunity to ask the team leader for leave.

He said he needed to go back to his hometown to get a replacement certificate for transferring his household registration.

Tomorrow he will take a bus directly from his hometown to the border of Baji City, where he will meet up with the convoy.

I won't come to Jinan to find a car team.

Yang Dalin's hometown is located west of Jinan, near Hebei Province, while the braised chicken market is in the northwest of Jinan.

It's impossible for the convoy to go that far to Yang Dalin's hometown.

If it were a short distance, it would be manageable, but this is almost 200 kilometers, and the convoy definitely won't be able to make the detour.

Yang Dalin had no choice but to go home by himself.

The team leader originally wanted to arrange for someone to accompany Yang Dalin home.

Yang Dalin declined.

He also keeps a bicycle in his storage space, so he can use it to travel to places with bad bus routes.

Bringing someone along would definitely be inconvenient.

Therefore, Yang Dalin politely declined.

After having a meal with everyone, Yang Dalin handed over the spear to Brother Tian.

He then took the bus to the Quancheng Long-Distance Bus Station by himself.

There is no west long-distance bus station in Jinan yet, so Yang Dalin can only come to the main bus station.

Fortunately, there are two buses a day from the main station to Yang Dalin's hometown, Shuicheng.

There was a bus at 1 p.m., so Yang Dalin bought a ticket and got on the bus.

However, it took Yang Dalin more than three hours to travel this 100-plus kilometers.

It was already past 4 p.m., and there were no more buses from the city to Junxian County, Yang Dalin's hometown.

Yang Dalin couldn't afford to waste any more time; the distance from the city's main station to his hometown village was less than 100 li (approximately 50 kilometers).

If I choose to leave by car tomorrow morning, I won't get home until noon. Plus, with errands to run, I won't have time to make it to the meeting point in the afternoon, and it will make me rush around.

Yang Dalin gritted his teeth, found a secluded spot, released his bicycle, and prepared to ride it home.

It's only a hundred or so miles. If we don't take the main road, we can take the country lanes instead, which will be shorter.

Because there's not much difference between the main road and the side road.

Yang Dalin remembers that this avenue was still full of potholes even at the beginning of the new century, and it was better to take the country roads that cut across it.

This way, he wouldn't have to go around to the county town first and then head north.

It should save some travel time and effort.

In this day and age, it's normal to ride a bicycle for a distance of 100 li or so.

In his previous life, Yang Dalin had classmates who rode their bikes to the neighboring city in the 1990s to buy popsicles wholesale and then resell them.

That's a round trip of seventy or eighty li, not much different from my usual journey.

So what's so scary about it?

Just stand up and kick.

Apart from a small satchel on the handlebars, Yang Dalin had put all his other personal belongings in his storage space.

I felt hot after kicking it for a while, so I took off my coat and put it in my storage space.

I'll take it out and wear it when it gets dark.

Yang Dalin didn't even have time to appreciate the scenery on either side.

Mainly because in the dead of winter, there's not much scenery to see on the North China Plain.

Apart from the yellow soil and the bare trees, only sparse wheat seedlings remain.

What's there to see?

However, it hasn't snowed in my hometown recently, and apart from a lot of yellow sand, the roads in the countryside are still quite hard.

There was no snow, so the roads weren't slippery and the snow wasn't melting, making them muddy.

Otherwise, Yang Dalin wouldn't have chosen to ride on country roads.

There's no navigation these days, and it gets dark early in winter, so Yang Dalin can only try to get to his hometown as early as possible.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to find someone to ask for directions when it gets dark.

Although the chances of getting lost on the vast plains are slim, that doesn't mean Yang Dalin wanted to take the wrong path.

There weren't many pedestrians along the way, and only a few individuals dressed in tattered clothes.

Yang Dalin didn't have time to talk to anyone. Occasionally, he would stop to ask for directions, lest he get lost on a dead-end country road.

Otherwise, some paths outside the village lead into the fields, and you might ride to the end only to find that it's a river or a piece of land that you can't cross.

It was past six o'clock in the evening, and it was already dark when Yang Dalin finally rode to his hometown, Lishu Commune.

Yang Dalin first found a place to stay and booked a room.

Luckily, I had prepared a letter of introduction in advance, otherwise I wouldn't have had anywhere to stay when I got back.

Yang Dalin estimates that the house in his hometown village is no longer habitable.

Apart from being familiar with the second grandmother's family, Yang Dalin didn't know many other people in the village.

Staying at their house, there's no guarantee they'll even provide blankets.

So it's better to stay in the commune's small guesthouse.

After booking a room, Yang Dalin headed back to his hometown village with a flashlight.

We can't wait until tomorrow morning to go see the village head.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get the pears from his hometown during the day, so he could go there at night and collect a batch.

Easy to use.

I discussed it with the brigade leader, and we might need to come to the commune tomorrow to get the relocation certificate stamped.

So it's best to go back tonight, and we can wait for the brigade leader at the commune tomorrow morning.

It's only seven or eight li from the commune to my hometown village, so I can get home quickly by bicycle.

When Yang Dalin arrived at his hometown village in the dark, some villagers had already turned off their lights and gone to sleep.

Even now, the village still doesn't have electricity, so people try to avoid using oil lamps whenever possible.

They eat two meals a day, one in the afternoon when it's light, so of course they go to bed early at night too.