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

After lunch, Ma San escorted Aunt Qi and her family home.

Tian Xueyi's wife, Liu Meimei, lives nearby and chose to walk home.

Yang Dalin rode his bicycle back to his workplace with Gong Xuemei as a passenger.

On the way, Gong Xuemei asked, "Dalinzi, is the sister you acknowledged, Sister Yanhua, not just a simple sister?"

Is there something going on between you two?

Yang Dalin's car swayed slightly as he said, "Sister-in-law, you have really good eyesight."

Is it that obvious? You noticed it?

Gong Xuemei laughed and said, "It's so obvious. You two were exchanging glances. I could tell as soon as Yan Hua saw your eyes. Your sister-in-law probably figured it out too."

And your Aunt Qi probably already knew, right?

Yang Dalin never intended to hide this matter, and Aunt Qi did indeed know about it long ago; she even tacitly approved of it.

Yang Dalin then spoke up: "Yes, my aunt agreed. She originally wanted to either take me in as her godson, or if Yan Jie and I liked each other, she would treat me as her son-in-law."

Everyone in our compound knows about this.

Actually, Aunt Qi initially wanted me to become a son-in-law who moved into her family's home, but she later changed her mind.

As long as I'm willing to marry Sister Yan in the future, and we live a good life together, it doesn't matter whether I'm a live-in son-in-law or not.

Gong Xuemei said happily, "Great job, you're really something. I was actually thinking of finding you a wife in a couple of years."

You're doing well, you have a house and you've already found a wife.

My brother Dalinzi is really something.

He's better than your brother Sheng. When I went on a blind date with him, he was such a big idiot. He was almost thirty years old and didn't know anything.

If it weren't for..."

Gong Xuemei stopped talking in time.

Yang Dalin was happily listening to the gossip when the other person stopped at the crucial moment, so he pressed, "What else could it be, sister-in-law? Keep going!"

Gong Xuemei, sitting in the back, blushed and patted Yang Dalin on the back: "It's nothing, why are you asking so many questions, you brat? Just ride your bike properly."

Hurry up and ride, you're going to be late for your afternoon shift.

Alright, I won't hear any more gossip. Yang Dalin had no choice but to spur his car and hurry to work.

Upon arriving at the workplace, they escorted Gong Xuemei to the dispatch room.

I parked the car and went to the driver's rest area.

As soon as he entered, Tian Xueyi asked him, "Where did you go at noon? I couldn't find you."

Are you deliberately avoiding me because you're afraid I'll retaliate?

Yang Dalin offered Tian Xueyi a cigarette in a fawning manner, saying, "Brother Tian, ​​I went to look at houses at noon, and my wife went too, didn't you know?"

Tian Xueyi slapped his forehead: "Oh, I forgot. Your sister-in-law mentioned it last night. Go to Lao Qi's office right away. He wants to see you."

Yang Dalin then rushed to Qi Desheng's office.

When Qi Desheng saw him arrive, he asked, "Has the house been agreed upon?"

"So, how much did it cost?"

Yang Dalin took out the agreement and showed it to him, then explained what they had agreed on at noon.

After Qi Desheng finished reading it, he returned it to him and told him to look around the streets in the area when he had time in the next few days.

He has already made arrangements with the neighborhood committee; someone can help him tidy up the east wing.

After tidying up, Yang Dalin can rest there if he gets off work late or returns early or late from a business trip.

With the Lunar New Year approaching, there will be more and more transport tasks. It's too far from home, and it's inconvenient to call him if needed.

They might be sent on a long-distance mission in a few days.

Let him be mentally prepared in advance.

Yang Dalin then asked where they were going.

Approximately how long will it take?

Qi Desheng didn't say much, only that he was going to the grasslands and that the round trip might take more than ten days.

Yang Dalin thought to himself, "That's great! I won't sell the pears in my space to Master Duo first; I can just go there and exchange them for some beef and mutton."

No matter how delicious fruit is, it can't compare to meat.

With the Lunar New Year just around the corner, meat is still selling well.

When you bring out your own pressure, it inevitably makes people think of you.

It's better to play it safe.

Handling the item multiple times ensures your own safety.

However, I don't know which day to go, which might cause me to miss Xu Damao's wedding.

If not, let's give the wild rabbits and pheasants to Xu Damao for the next couple of days.

So that I won't forget when I'm on a business trip.

After getting off work in the afternoon, Yang Dalin planned to go to Grandpa Wang Tonglin's house and find an excuse to bring the couple some food.

Who knows when the couple's son will be able to come back? He'll probably live in anonymity for decades.

Since I have the ability and the opportunity has presented itself, I should definitely help him take good care of his parents.

Don't wait until his son comes back and both parents are gone, leaving behind regrets.

The Wang couple, Wang Tonglin and his wife, seemed to be honest, educated people. They probably wouldn't dare to rummage through the black market, otherwise they wouldn't be malnourished and living like this.

Yang Dalin and Ma San arrived at Wang Tonglin's house again.

Yang Dalin told Ma San to wait for him outside.

He first knocked on the door of Comrade Wang Tonglin's house. At this time, only Old Wang's wife, Aunt Jiang, was at home. When she saw Yang Dalin coming again, she said happily, "Comrade Yang is here. Come in quickly. It's cold outside. Come in and sit down."

Yang Dalin walked into the house, holding up his satchel, and said, "Aunt Wang, I've come to tell you that the neighborhood committee's house repairmen might come over in the next few days to help me tidy up the east wing. It might affect you."

I noticed you and Grandpa Wang were both coughing today, so I brought you some fruit.

After saying that, Yang Dalin took out a large net bag full of delicious pears and a few apples from his satchel and placed it on the table.

Aunt Wang had probably not had any young people visit her in a long time, so she was very happy to see Yang Dalin, but she still declined, saying, "Thank you, Dalinzi, this is too precious, Auntie can't accept it, it's enough that you have the thought."

The repairmen from the neighborhood committee should come whenever they are supposed to.

I'm staying home to recover every day, and it doesn't bother me at all. I'm fine.

Yang Dalin said, "Auntie, this is something I brought back from my hometown during my last business trip."

It's not expensive back home, don't worry. We brought some along the way, quite a lot. These are some sour pear varieties from my hometown. They're very sour to eat raw, but you can steam them later. They might help with your and Grandpa Wang's coughs.

Please accept it.

Our two families will still keep in touch often in the future. It's not like we'll stop seeing each other after moving houses. Please don't refuse the fruit.

We do have some connections when it comes to getting food and drinks.

Yang Dalin deliberately said the last sentence, and after hearing it, Aunt Wang seemed to have something to say but couldn't.

When Yang Dalin noticed, he said, "Auntie, if you have any difficulties, just tell me. I know quite a few people because of my job as a driver."

Perhaps I can help you.

Aunt Wang seemed embarrassed as she said, "Dalinzi, as you can see, my health isn't very good. Your Uncle Wang has to go to work to earn a salary and also buy medicine for me, so his health is starting to deteriorate too."

I'd like to trouble you if you could help us get some refined grains and some eggs, or something like that.

"My health is what it is; I don't have many years left to live. I can't let your health deteriorate any further, Uncle Wang. He's still waiting for his son to come back."

These words made Yang Dalin feel very sad.

In his previous life, Yang Dalin had read a report about Academician Huang, who researched nuclear submarines. It seemed that he didn't even go back to attend the funeral of a relative, and lived in anonymity for thirty years, which shows how much he sacrificed.

Of course, there are many more scientists who work anonymously and without seeking reward.

Since Yang Dalin has this ability, he would definitely be willing to help their families if he could.