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

Yang Dalin told Gong Xuemei about Qi Desheng's behavior in the office earlier.

"Sister-in-law, do you think Brother Sheng is going a bit too far?"

I've already sent so many things to your family, and I'm even preparing to tan two wolf skins to give to them.

He even tried to take my wolf king pelt.

And the investment he made was to let me play with his gun for half a month.

Isn't that a bit stingy?

Having just received a generous gift, Gong Xuemei had to speak up for Yang Dalin: "Indeed, Lao Qi went a bit too far. Don't worry, Dalin, I'll deal with him when we get back."

Once he returns the gun to you, you don't need to give it back.

My sister-in-law made the decision.

Consider it payment for the wolf and fox fur scarves you received.

If he dares to ask you for it again, tell him to come to me.

They've gotten too bold, daring to bully my brother.

"I'll make him kneel on a washboard when we get home tonight."

Yang Dalin was very disappointed that there were no durians for sale in Beijing nowadays, otherwise he would have definitely suggested that Qi Desheng kneel on durians.

Yang Dalin thanked Gong Xuemei: "Sister-in-law, it's so good that you stood up for me. I won't be afraid of Sheng-ge bullying me anymore."

Gong Xuemei smiled and said, "Of course. By the way, I have a question for you."

A few nights ago, around 2 or 3 a.m., did you and your master cricket him? He woke up in the middle of the night once and said that you two were talking badly about him behind his back.

Yang Dalin was surprised to hear this and asked which day it was.

It really was the night I encountered the pack of wolves; I, Tian Ge, and Qi Desheng could only eat wolf's heart and dog's lungs.

Yang Dalin told Gong Xuemei about it, and Gong Xuemei laughed heartily after hearing it: "That's really true."

You three are really something, you can even sense each other from a thousand miles away.

Heartless and cruel, that's right, Qi is a heartless and cruel bastard.

Hahaha... Hahaha.

Once Yang Dalin saw that the matter was over, he prepared to slip away.

Gong Xuemei stopped him again: "Don't rush, let's get the mutton."

Although you brought them back and each prepared your own portion, the company distributes them per person, so everyone gets one.

Yang Dalin slapped his forehead. Damn it, Qi Da Xiong didn't mention it, and he almost forgot.

Yang Dalin and Gong Xuemei went to queue up together, and Yang Dalin received five jin of pure mutton with alternating layers of fat and lean meat.

I got on my bicycle and then left the company gate.

After leaving the company gate, Yang Dalin did not see Ma San and, seeing that no one was around, took out a burlap sack from his spatial storage, put the mutton in the sack, and tied it to the back of the car.

Just as they finished tying it up, Ma San came over. Ma San was very happy to see Yang Dalin.

Ma San also had to help him unload the sacks and put them on his tricycle.

Yang Dalin waved his hand: "No need, it's not heavy. Let's hurry home, I miss my aunt and the others."

Is everything alright at home?

Is everything alright?

The two people were talking as they rode their bikes.

Ma San replied, "It's alright, brother, everything's fine at home."

Xu Damao from your college got married and married a very beautiful wife.

On the day of the wedding, everyone was scrambling for food. I heard from Xiaoning that my aunt went to the wedding banquet that day and didn't get enough to eat. She even ate two big steamed buns when she got back.

Xu Damao almost lost his seat that day.

Zhao Yumin and Liu Haiyang also contacted you through me several times.

Later, when they found out you were away on a business trip, they asked me to keep an eye out for your return and inform them.

The closer Yang Dalin got to home, the more he missed it. He sped up, and a voice came from afar: "Okay, I got it. You ride slowly behind me. I'm off now."

Yang Dalin rode faster and faster. He had good eyesight, great strength, and could easily outrun the tricycle with his bicycle.

When Ma San looked again, Yang Dalin was already out of sight.

Ma San could only ride slowly behind; he couldn't catch up.

Rather than exhausting myself chasing after him, I'd rather slowly ride home.

Yang Dalin rode to the gate of No. 95 Courtyard in less than 20 minutes.

It was completely dark outside, and there was hardly anyone at the entrance. The streetlights were already on.

Yang Dalin carried the car directly through the gate.

Grandpa Qi, the gatekeeper, was having dinner at home. The door was tightly closed in the dead of winter, and Yang Dalin didn't even have time to greet him.

I'll talk to him later; I'll spend today with my family.

Yang Dalin carried the car directly into the front yard.

I didn't see Yan Bugui in the front yard either; he's probably hiding at home eating.

Yang Dalin parked his car in front of his house.

With one hand carrying a burlap sack and the other lifting the cotton curtain, he pushed open the door.

Aunt Qi is sewing something, Qi Yanhua is cooking, and Qi Xiaoning is reading a comic book.

Upon seeing that it was Yang Dalin who had returned, Aunt Qi quickly put down her needlework and came over to grab Yang Dalin's arm: "Oh, Dalinzi is finally back."

Your aunt was so worried about you. You've been outside for so many days. Are you alright? Have you gotten cold?

You've lost weight; your chin looks so sharp now.

Yang Dalin threw the sack in his hand on the ground, one hand held by Aunt Qi, and the other by Qi Xiaoning and Qi Yanhua.

Qi Yanhua was so excited that she dropped the chopsticks she was holding.

Yang Dalin also said excitedly, "It's okay, Auntie, Sister Yan, Xiaoning, I'm fine."

We didn't get cold or go hungry; in fact, we ate quite a bit of meat this time.

There's plenty of mutton on those grasslands.

It took Yang Dalin a while to calm Aunt Qi and her daughter down.

Qi Xiaoning, who usually joked and teased Yang Dalin, was the most excited to see him return.

They were all in tears.

Yang Dalin finally managed to make her laugh.

By the time Ma San got home, everyone had calmed down.

Yang Dalin told Ma San to close and lock the door.

Yang Dalin untied the burlap sack he had brought and took out things one by one, including some gifts he had prepared for the meat at home.

First, take out five catties of mutton and put it on the table.

Then he took out a red fox fur scarf and handed it to his aunt, and two white fox fur scarves and handed them to Yanhua and her sister.

A grey fox logo was handed to Ma San.

Yang Dalin was worried that Aunt Qi and her daughter wouldn't feel comfortable wearing them out, so he also prepared gray fox fur scarves for the three of them, as the color wasn't too conspicuous.

There were also a few pairs of rabbit fur gloves, one pair for each person.

There were several extra pieces, which I kept to give away.

Rabbit pelts are the cheapest thing on the grasslands, and there's plenty of them.

Yang Dalin still had a mink coat in his storage space, but he didn't dare to take it out.

Even Aunt Qi wouldn't dare wear this out.

This is too conspicuous; we'll have to deal with it later.

There were also ten pounds of mutton, a large piece of lamb chop, a piece of roe deer meat, a piece of bear meat, and a piece of venison under the sack.

Yang Dalin also told Aunt Qi that he still had a lot of things that he hadn't brought home directly, and that he would bring them back in batches in a few days.

Everyone received a gift, and there was so much meat that Qi Xiaoning screamed quite a bit.

Aunt Qi complained that Yang Dalin was wasting money, but she was relieved when she learned that Yang Dalin was the one who hunted and traded with others.

She didn't inquire why Yang Dalin was able to acquire so many items, as long as he wasn't spending money recklessly.

Even if Yang Dalin spent the money for himself, she would still feel bad.

The older generation's habit of thrift is ingrained in their bones.

They don't care much about food or clothing; as long as they are well-fed, warmly clothed, and the family is happy together, that's enough.