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

Yang Dalin had put in a lot of effort for two consecutive nights, and he was allowed to rest early.

In the latter half of the night, Captain Jing arranged several sentries, both overt and covert.

Be safe.

Fortunately, nothing went wrong in the latter half of the night.

Captain Jing, disregarding his own rest, interrogated each of the eleven men several times throughout the night.

Captain Jing also carried a walkie-talkie, which he used to contact nearby troops. During the day, he would hand over the ten spies to the troops at the front.

As for the chubby guy, his background has been investigated. His elder is an old GM in the local county town who has some connection with his former unit. He likes driving and has never made any major mistakes.

Last night, I initially thought I was genuinely helping the People's Liberation Army catch spies, but it turned out to be a fake operation.

Captain Jing thought to himself, "This kid meant well but almost messed things up. He's also the son of an old comrade from the same unit." He was still thinking about how to arrange things for this chubby kid.

If we hand him over to the police station, he might get into trouble, and they might even reveal his whereabouts.

Captain Jing is having a headache.

However, Captain Jing wanted to requisition his car first.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking.

Everyone got up again, tirelessly, packed their things, and prepared to continue driving.

I missed my schedule last night, so I have to catch up today.

The convoy must arrive at a certain location in Chang'an before 8:00 AM tomorrow.

Fortunately, a lot of the fish from last night are still left.

Another delicious breakfast is in the morning.

The chubby boy's hands were tied, but his mouth wasn't gagged, so he was allowed to come out and eat with them.

When I passed by Yang Dalin, I heard his voice and realized that it was the same person who had tied him up yesterday.

He broke free from the guards holding him and walked to Yang Dalin's side, smiling as he said, "Boss, boss, thank you for saving my life yesterday. Could you please untie me first? I'm not going to run away."

How about I follow you?

Yang Dalin, holding his bowl, glanced at him sideways and said, "You're older than me, aren't you? Judging by your appearance, you're over thirty, yet you still call me 'boss'."

"No, no, the eldest is only twenty. He was covered in dirt last night. I'm not that old. I started driving after graduating from junior high school, and it's been four years. I'm pretty good at it, and I've also learned to repair cars. My car repair skills aren't bad either."

"If you don't take me with you, don't send me to the police station and lock me up. I'm somewhat useful, you know."

"You know I saved your life?"

"Absolutely, how could I not understand something like this?"

It seems this chubby little boy is quite clever.

Knowing that if Yang Dalin hadn't tied him up, and that group had actually succeeded in attacking Yang Dalin's convoy, the guy would have been in big trouble if they had investigated afterwards.

Yang Dalin looked at the chubby boy who was only about 1.6 meters tall and had a face like Maitreya Buddha.

His shrewd eyes are quite amusing.

Yang Dalin patted him on the shoulder: "You really want to work for me?"

"Absolutely, I, Yuan Qiao, admire capable people the most."

"Pfft!" Yang Dalin almost spat out the fish soup in his mouth. A little fat boy, with a girl's name.

What should I call you, Qiao?

Yang Dalin patted him on the shoulder: "Sit down first, have some food. I don't have the final say."

I'll go ask for you, but it's hard to say.

Wait for news.

Yang Dalin carried the bowl to Captain Jing's side.

"Captain Jing, what's the situation with that chubby driver? Can we have him come along?"

Captain Jing took a sip of fish soup: "What, you've taken a liking to this kid?"

"Hmm, looks alright, not completely stupid, but I don't know if it's suitable."

Was I really scammed, or...?

"I already figured it out on the way here last night. This kid's identity is fine. His family is also a long-established GM. He has loved cars since he was a child. After graduating from junior high school, he started learning to drive with the drivers of the transportation team in his county. He has been a full-time driver for two years now."

Yesterday, I delivered goods to the towns and villages below the county seat. On my way back to the county seat, I was stopped by this group of fake soldiers.

Ten soldiers posing as our soldiers said they were going to chase down spies, and he immediately offered to help without hesitation. His intentions were good, but later he realized that something was off about these ten people.

He even took the opportunity to throw some marks while smoking along the way, but unfortunately there was no one behind him.

During his interrogation yesterday, he admitted that he deliberately stalled the car several times on the way, trying to delay the journey, but it didn't work.

At the time, someone was pointing a gun at him, and he couldn't refuse to drive, nor did he dare to reveal his identity.

It was a big deal, almost a major incident, but it wasn't a big deal either.

If he's handed over to the local police station, he might really be in trouble.

His family has a history with my former military unit.

I can't ruin him, so since he wants to follow you, then take him with you.

We happened to requisition his car. Now that he knows our whereabouts, we can't let him out of our sight.

Let him follow along first.

We could use his car too.

Since he's with you, then you should take him with you and keep a close eye on him. Besides your car and his own, he shouldn't be allowed to inspect the other vehicles' cargo compartments, just like you would with any other vehicles.

Yang Dalin nodded. This was a chubby guy with some connections.

Although his father's family worked in the county town, they might have come from some elite military unit.

Captain Jing looks like he comes from an elite military unit.

Yang Dalin didn't care about Captain Jing's relationship with his father's generation.

Since the chubby kid wasn't seriously involved and was just innocently dragged into this, that's fine.

Having several underlings with connections is also good.

Yang Dalin walked up to the chubby boy: "Qiaoqiao, come here, let me untie you."

The chubby boy pouted and said, "Boss, can you call me Xiao Yuan, or Xiao Pang? Everyone calls me Xiao Pang."

Don't call me Qiaoqiao.

It sounds like a girl's name.

"Ha ha ha ha"

Everyone laughed when they heard Yang Dalin call the chubby driver "Qiaoqiao".

Ignoring him, Yang Dalin continued to ask, "Who gave you this name?"

Is it that unique?

"Well, it's a long story. My original name was Yuan Kui. After I turned three, I started to like making little things. I was very skillful, so my mom said that the name Kui sounded too big and rough."

She changed her name to Qiao, meaning skillful and clever.

And that's how it went.

The chubby boy seemed depressed, but he had a good personality and could even make fun of his own name.

They are naturally optimistic.

I didn't realize how upset he was.

Yang Dalin handed him a bowl and chopsticks: "Alright, you can't go back to your county's transport team for now, just come with us."

Remember to follow all orders. Apart from my car and your own car, no other vehicles are allowed to approach.

My colleague will be driving your car later.

Get in the back of my car.

I'll check your skills again on the way.

"Your driving skills are terrible, you might as well say goodbye sooner rather than later."

The chubby boy thought it was good news; he no longer had to worry about being handed over to the police station ahead.

You might even get a commendation or award for your efforts.

He quickly and happily replied, "Don't worry, boss, I will absolutely obey orders and follow your commands."

"They don't follow my orders, they follow the leader's orders."

"You're my boss, so I'll listen to you."

"Alright, stop arguing and hurry up and eat. We'll leave right after we finish eating."

The chubby boy then shut up and started eating.

This kid eats really fast, like he doesn't even chew, he just pours it straight into his mouth.

Like a starving hippopotamus.