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

Moreover, Yang Dalin also took out two bottles of Sijiucheng Erguotou from his satchel.

He put it on the table, saying it was for Grandpa Yuxiang to try.

Captain Zhu had no idea what was going on with Yang Dalin.

Didn't they already flee the famine? Why are they back?

Logically, those who flee famine should be taken care of by themselves and reported to higher authorities, but since they are all fellow villagers, if they can live a good life after fleeing, they should not come back.

If Yang Dalin returns and I don't report it, people might find out and I could be reported myself, which would be bad.

So, considering the two bottles of wine, Zhu Yuxiang didn't rush to question him, but instead asked Yang Dalin with suspicion, "Dalinzi, what's going on?"

Knowing what he was thinking, Yang Dalin got down to business first: "Uncle Yuxiang, I've come back and need your help."

I've already started working and settled down in Beijing, so I'm just coming back to get a replacement certificate for transferring my household registration.

You just need to write a letter of introduction and stamp it.

After saying that, Yang Dalin took out his work ID, a letter of introduction from his work unit, and a letter of introduction from the neighborhood committee.

Zhu Yuxiang doesn't know many characters, but she can still understand official seals and work permits.

"Wow, he's a Level 5 driver. Da Linzi's really got something out of him."

"Now that you have a job, things will be much easier for me."

Zhu Yuxiang said in surprise.

Yang Dalin humbly replied, "I'm lucky, I'm lucky, I met a benefactor."

A benefactor helped.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to get a government job.

Zhu Yuxiang knew that Yang Dalin had already settled in Beijing and was now a regular worker.

Then you can't be the bad guy; you'll have to flatter others.

I've never heard of a driver who isn't replaced even by a county party secretary.

This is an excellent job.

I've heard others mention this during my own meetings.

Zhu Yuxiang's expression immediately changed, and he even wanted his wife to get up, cook a meal, and entertain Yang Dalin.

Yang Dalin finally managed to persuade him to stop.

He explained, "Uncle Yuxiang, this time the time was too tight. My colleague and I went to Jinan on a business trip."

I just stopped by on the way; I have to go back tomorrow morning.

That's why I took the liberty of disturbing you tonight.

"I'll come again next time and have a good drink with Uncle Yuxiang."

Yang Dalin did not mention that he needed to go to another city to meet up with his colleagues.

Otherwise, how will we move the pears away later?

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, the two understood that the relocation certificate did indeed need to be stamped by the commune.

The two made an appointment: Grandpa Yuxiang would go to the commune to find Yang Dalin early the next morning.

Yang Dalin said he would ride his bicycle to the village entrance to pick him up early tomorrow morning so they could go to the commune together.

This can be considered as giving Grandpa Yuxiang enough face.

Although he was the production team leader, he didn't own a bicycle, and it was a difficult time.

Getting a ticket isn't easy.

If he went to the commune, he would either use an oxcart, a donkey cart, or a mule cart.

That's too slow.

So Yang Dalin suggested that he ride his bike to the village entrance to pick him up the next morning, which would be faster.

After Yang Dalin and Zhu Yuxiang finished discussing this matter.

Seeing that they had finished discussing the matter, Yang Jinhai suggested that Yang Dalin's unit might need some fruit as employee benefits.

I want to trade some fruit with the villagers to take away; they'll give me money and food coupons.

This made Zhu Yuxiang even happier.

After autumn, the villagers kept a considerable amount of pears and apples for themselves, in addition to handing them over to the commune.

The village and commune were also very cunning. Did they know what the village's fruit orchards were registered with at the regional level?

Can you believe it's registered as wasteland?

Some might say that even grassroots cadres possess wisdom.

It's not that we don't want to register the achievement park.

Rather, they were afraid that their superiors would order them to hand over large quantities of fruit.

Especially during the Great Leap Forward, while others boasted about producing tens of thousands of catties of grain per mu, the locals dared not boast about producing thousands or tens of thousands of catties of fruit per tree.

Unlike faking grain production in the fields, how can you fake the quality of a fruit tree?

Back then, they had some smart people here. While other places were exaggerating, no one in their area was talking nonsense about their fruit trees.

Later, the regional report stated that their orchard was all wasteland.

The commune and county could also use these fruits to exchange for urgently needed supplies from other places.

If you're reporting on an orchard, and your superiors tell you to exaggerate and submit more reports, that's going to be troublesome.

By then, even if you wanted to pay, you wouldn't have enough, and you couldn't scrape together the money, because only their commune and the neighboring commune in the whole county had large-scale orchards; the other communes didn't have any, only scattered ones.

So the registration of this wasteland is quite interesting.

At the very least, this orchard can provide the brigade with a considerable amount of fruit throughout the year, which can be exchanged for urgently needed supplies.

When Zhu Yuxiang heard Yang Dalin's offer, it was much higher than what he could get from other brigades in more distant areas.

The key is that you don't have to transport it to distant places yourself.

It's enough to just deliver it to the village entrance.

Yang Dalin added a few more words of explanation: "Uncle Yuxiang, these conditions are what I'm offering to take care of everyone because we're from the same hometown."

Our unit wouldn't offer that condition if I went to another brigade.

Just so you know, and please keep it confidential.

Moreover, my colleagues didn't know that they were only responsible for loading and taking it away.

All you need to do is organize people to transport the fruit to the outside of the village.

We have to move there now; we can't install it during the day, otherwise it will cause trouble if other brigades find out.

I will only hand the money to you and the accountant in a moment, and I will not see anyone else, otherwise someone will tell others.

This is not good for you.

Zhu Yuxiang understood that when exchanging supplies, everyone does it quietly; no one would dare to do it openly.

It wouldn't be appropriate for me to accept the money and food coupons alone; the accountant would definitely need to be present.

And we can't be greedy, since the Yang brothers, Yang Jinhai and Yang Jinjiang, know about this.

So he was already very satisfied that this matter was beneficial to the village.

At the very least, I could distribute some money and food coupons to each household, which would be considered quite capable of me.

In this way, everyone should thank themselves.

I don't profit from this myself, but I can gain everyone's support and endorsement, which is good enough.

He told Yang Dalin and the others to wait at home while he went out to call for people to pick up good fruit from the village warehouse and transport it to the village entrance in baskets.

Yang Dalin knew that their village had a lot of baskets, so he suggested that Zhu Yuxiang prepare more, and that it be considered as if Yang Dalin and his family had bought them.

There are many baskets in Zhujiazhuang because they can be woven from pear and apple tree branches.

It's quite durable.

However, pear tree branches are not very straight; apple tree branches are more commonly used.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuxiang said, "Why would I need your money? There's plenty in the village. I'll give you all the baskets of pears later."

There are plenty of these in the village.

Yang Dalin also suggested that more of the other good varieties of fruit from the village should be used for decoration.

He gave some to his superiors at work to try, and said he would come back to exchange some next time if he had the chance.

Even if his own village doesn't have enough fruit, it doesn't matter. He can just trade with Zhu Family Village, and Zhu Family Village can go to other villages to trade back at a lower price.

Even if the price offered by Zhujiazhuang is low, it's still higher than the price they would have paid if they had traded it out themselves.

It also saves the effort of transporting goods to distant places and reduces a lot of losses.

This was a win-win situation, which made Zhu Yuxiang even happier.

He went out and quickly gave instructions to the accountant and several squad leaders before returning.