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

Yang Dalin nodded. He was just a temporary worker, so he decided not to bother explaining.

Just as he was about to leave, the young woman he had rescued behind him cried out, "Benefactor, thank you for saving us. We kowtow to you."

Could you tell us your name? We'd really like to thank you later.

Yang Dalin turned around, smiled, and said, "No need, it's all what I should do. Just live your life well."

The other person couldn't see his face, but they could see his eyes and the corners of his mouth.

He tried to catch up, but was stopped by someone, and Yang Dalin quickly left the courtyard.

He got on his bike and left.

Little did she know that even if Yang Dalin hadn't taken off his hood, the woman behind him would have recognized him just by his eyes and mouth.

Because Yang Dalin met her again later.

She always remembered Yang Dalin's eyes and smile.

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Yang Dalin looked at his watch as he went outside. It was almost ten o'clock. Well, he should hurry home.

Yang Dalin pedaled his bicycle home quickly.

When I arrived at my doorstep, the main gate of the No. 95 courtyard was already locked from the inside.

Yang Dalin patted the door of the gatekeeper, Uncle Qi, and asked him to open it.

Grandpa Qi woke up quickly, put on his cotton-padded coat, opened the door for him, and asked, "Where did Dalinzi go? He's only back so late."

Yang Dalin replied, "I went out for drinks with my master tonight. Thank you for your help, Uncle Qi. Please come inside; I'll close the door for you."

Grandpa Qi agreed, and since it was indeed cold that night, he quickly went back to his room to rest.

Yang Dalin pushed the car in and then locked the gate.

He pushed his cart to his front door.

After listening carefully, I realized that someone at Sha Zhu's house was playing cards.

Forget it, I won't go tonight. It's no fun just stomping noobs all the time.

Yang Dalin pushed open the door and entered the house. As soon as he entered, Aunt Qi's voice came from the inner room on the south side: "Is that Dalin?"

"You haven't had too much to drink, have you?"

"No, Auntie, you should go to sleep. I'm fine."

"Are you hungry? Have you eaten? Don't just drink alcohol. I've saved some food for you."

Yang Dalin's eyes welled up with tears. His aunt still cared about him and had been waiting for him to come back without sleeping.

I need to come home less late from now on.

"I'm full, I'm fine, I'm not hungry, Auntie, you should go to sleep."

I washed my feet and went to sleep.

"That's good. Don't forget to put the thermos in your room and bring a cup, because your mouth will get dry if you drink alcohol at night."

Listening to his aunt's gentle and caring words, Yang Dalin thought to himself that he must take good care of his aunt's family in the future.

He replied, "Okay, Auntie."

Go to sleep.

Yang Dalin also heard the sound of Sister Yanhua turning over.

She probably hasn't slept either.

Everyone is concerned about themselves.

Yang Dalin slapped himself in the face, realizing he should try to come back earlier in the future so that his aunt and Sister Yan wouldn't worry so much.

In their hearts, he was already family. How could they not worry about him not coming home so late?

It feels so good to have family who care about me.

Yang Dalin washed his feet, took off his clothes, and got onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

Lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), Yang Dalin thought to himself that he always encountered such bad people every day.

I really do have Conan-like qualities.

You can run into trouble wherever you go.

I need to be more careful from now on.

Next time, I'll ask Director Hou if I can get some sleeping pills or similar substances.

Who knows, I might be able to use it myself someday.

These are all good things, like today's anesthetic needles, they're so useful.

Otherwise, I would be discovered by that expert.

Yang Dalin knew he could easily go toe-to-toe with that expert.

However, if the sneak attack fails, it will inevitably cause a commotion.

Therefore, some auxiliary tools are still necessary.

Whenever he experiences something important, Yang Dalin reviews it before going to bed at night.

This is a habit he carried over from his previous life.

Having worked in the real estate industry for seven years in his previous life, he would always review his conversations with clients or superiors to see if he had said the right thing or the wrong thing.

This is a good habit.

Yang Dalin reviewed today's events and found no major flaws.

Director Hou also said that he would deal with this son of an official, and if his biological father was involved, his father would not escape either.

If you run a black market, the authorities might turn a blind eye, but if you abuse or traffic women, and there's a risk of someone dying, then I'm sorry.

Teachers back then really went all out.

Unlike twenty years later, when many second-generation rich kids started reselling licenses.

Although that grandson was executed for having illicit relationships with women.

But they've also become more discreet; they all know how to make money now.

I know Director Hou will handle it.

Keep an eye on the results later.

Yang Dalin fell asleep quickly.

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The first thing Yang Dalin did upon waking up the next day was to sign in, and he signed in for many strange things.

It's like a pillow appearing when you're sleepy.

Today's sign-in included a whole bunch of things like highly effective sleeping pills, highly effective sweating drugs, highly effective itching powder, highly effective laxatives, and so on.

That's great, we don't even need to ask anyone for it anymore.

However, Yang Dalin took it out for a look and then put it back.

It would be best to ask Director Hou for some of this stuff.

To avoid having trouble explaining myself later.

You don't have to use what he gives you, but you still need to go through the proper channels.

After waking up, Yang Dalin ran around for two more days, visiting the homes of several of his underlings in the Navy compound and the Air Force compound.

I gave out a lot of gifts, but I also received a lot of gifts in return.

This group of children from the compound came to the compound to wish Aunt Qi a Happy New Year before the Spring Festival.

It was only natural that I should also visit each member of their family to wish them a belated Happy New Year.

These younger brothers are all sensible.

However, Yang Dalin hasn't gone out for drinks these past two nights.

They all come back early to have dinner with Aunt Qi and the others, and at most, they play cards with Sha Zhu and the others after dinner.

This will save Aunt Qi from worrying.

The three-day holiday passed quickly.

Yang Dalin got up early that day and met up with Ma San, who was waiting for him at the door.

The two of them went to work together.

A few days ago, Yang Dalin found a lot of books about cars for Ma San.

I've told him quite a bit, and he's watching it now.

Let him familiarize himself with some theoretical knowledge first.

Next year, we can arrange for him to learn to drive at the freight station.

Comrade Ma Sanxiao couldn't get through any other books.

He gets really into reading books that promise him a better future, one that will help him earn more money and manage his work.

I hope to become a good worker in the future.

The two parted ways after finishing breakfast at the train station square.

Everyone went to do their assigned tasks.

As soon as it was time for work today, Yang Dalin was called into Qi Desheng's office.

Yang Dalin entered the office and said jokingly, "Driver Yang Dalin reporting to Station Chief Qi."

Qi Desheng saw that his liaison officer (secretary) Comrade Xiao Li had closed the door.

He then shouted, "What are you reporting? How much did you get your team members drunk the day before yesterday?"

Several of them were late for work that day.

When I asked, I found out it was because you drank too much of it the day before.

It almost affected their first day back at work after the holiday.

Yang Dalin chuckled sheepishly, "Not much, just a little over a pound per person."

"More than a pound each, that's not a lot. I know how much they can drink."

"Hehe, it wasn't much, I just drank it a bit too fast. They were the ones who got my master drunk first, so I'm avenging him. It's not my fault, is it?"

"It was a little too fast. You think I don't know? You came up and served everyone a big bowl, and then you started drinking in circles. Old Wang said he drank six or seven liang in less than five minutes."

You're really something, Yang Dalin.

"Hehe, so-so, third place at the freight station."