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

When the convoy captain offered each of them a piece of meat, the two soldiers who were helping on guard duty refused to accept it.

One of the older soldiers said, "Captain Wang, right? Thank you for your kindness, but you probably don't have much food, let alone meat. You can keep it. We can't accept it according to orders."

Captain Wang tried his best to persuade him again.

Although Yang Dalin was sitting far away, he could still hear the other soldier swallowing.

Yang Dalin walked over, holding the meat in one hand and a flashlight in the other.

Yang Dalin turned on his flashlight and pointed to the meat in his hand: "Comrade, this is wild boar meat. We hunted it while camping on the road. We didn't buy it."

Do not worry.

We're all comrades, and we know your orders are strict.

I don't know how long you'll be standing guard for us, so consider this a dinner allowance.

Don't be so polite, we're all one family.

Captain Wang also spoke up: "That's right. I joined the army and was demobilized early. I joined the army before liberation. Judging from my age, I should be more than ten years older than you. I can be considered your old squad leader."

"This was given to me by the old squad leader, don't be shy, just accept it."

After saying that, Captain Wang stuffed the two bags of meat in his hand into their hands.

Then he pulled Yang Dalin back.

The younger soldier behind him wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by his older comrade.

Yang Dalin heard the other person whisper, "Squad leader, this..."

"Take it first. Consider it a gift from the old squad leader, not something we took from the common people."

When we leave, we can just leave some money and tickets behind.

Xiao Song in our class isn't feeling well, so let's take him back to help them recover. And there are those other researchers with stomach problems, you know.

We can just smell it.

Take it back for them to eat.

"Yes, I understand, class monitor."

The two were talking very quietly; no one could hear them if they were a few steps away.

But Yang Dalin heard it clearly.

It's possible that not only these guards and soldiers are malnourished, but he was probably referring to the scientists there as well, who are likely not in good health either.

Yang Dalin had a sudden thought: he should give them more meat when they left.

Both of them were drooling with desire; it was a physiological reaction they couldn't resist, but neither of them thought about themselves.

They were all thinking of their comrades and others.

This reminded Yang Dalin of a scene from a movie, where a security guard made an extra steamed bun so that his seriously ill comrade could have it.

As a result, that comrade died before he could even eat.

There are also cases like Master Yu, who was so hungry that he needed to eat radishes and cherry blossoms to fight his stomach problems.

They were all unparalleled national heroes who made immense contributions.

They also need nutrition.

Yang Dalin knew that if he went to deliver meat again now, the other party might not accept it.

Let me think about how I can contribute my efforts.

Even if it's just helping a pig, it's still doing my part.

After the meal, Yang Dalin went to Captain Wang and several other leaders to discuss the matter.

"Leaders, I see that the two comrades who are standing guard for us are also very thin. I guess they are also short of money."

I want to send some of our meat to them tomorrow morning.

We can enter Jincheng for rest and recuperation tomorrow morning.

"Can I call everyone again on the way?"

Captain Wang and the others exchanged glances.

Captain Xiao of the security department said: "I think it's acceptable. Since you were the one who made the attack, you have the right to handle it. We've benefited a lot from this."

We're all former soldiers, and I have no objection to helping our brother units.

Captain Wang and Captain Jing's deputy nodded: "No objections."

They seem to be having a tough time.

"Giving you a hand is no problem."

Since everyone was fine, Yang Dalin was relieved.

Captain Xiao arranged for people to be on duty and keep watch at night. Although the other side had arranged for two people to stand guard, it was impossible for his side not to arrange for people to be on duty.

Lying in his tent that night, Yang Dalin thought about whether he could secretly throw an extra sack into their truck when he delivered the meat the next day.

The sack was filled with pheasants, rabbits, and the like.

Even his own teammates on this side can't see it.

The recipient will only find out what's inside once they take it home.

By then, my group had already gone to Jincheng to rest and reorganize.

They wouldn't bother verifying anything about this little bit of meat.

Yang Dalin thought this method was feasible.

We'll see how things go tomorrow.

Only after thinking about this did Yang Dalin feel at ease enough to go to sleep.

The next day, it was just beginning to get light.

Captain Jing then returned.

It was still dark, which made it easier for me to operate.

When Captain Jing got out of the car and said goodbye to the other party, Captain Wang told him about the suggestion that Yang Dalin had made.

Captain Jing nodded and immediately agreed.

With Yang Dalin on his side, he wasn't so worried about food on the way back.

Even if he delivered all the grain on the truck, he wouldn't be worried anymore.

If the other party still refuses, I'm sorry.

Captain Jing called out, "Yang Dalin, take the cleaned meat to the truck."

Yang Dalin took the opportunity to pack the remaining meat from the convoy into two sacks.

Actually, the team didn't have that much meat left; there were still some rations that everyone had chipped in.

Both sacks were less than half full.

While his colleagues behind him weren't looking, Yang Dalin carried two more full bags in his hands.

Yang Dalin climbed directly onto the back of someone's car and forced his way into the back.

The comrades in the carriage tried to raise their hands to stop them from refusing.

Yang Dalin mimicked Captain Wang's manner from yesterday, saying, "Comrade, my master is also a soldier, from the peninsula."

You could say I'm one of your old squad leaders. I'm not a soldier by training, but your apprentice is practically a soldier, so I'm like a comrade-in-arms to you.

Comrades give each other some things.

Don't refuse.

I took taxis on the way, so they didn't cost me anything.

Don't worry.

After saying that, Yang Dalin jumped out of the car and ran back to his colleagues.

The other leader had his back to Yang Dalin just now.

I didn't see clearly how much Yang Dalin took, but I know quite a bit.

They insisted that their people pool their money to give to Captain Jing.

Captain Jing declined, saying, "Alright, Lao Fang, let's not get into this mess. You're having a hard time, so keep it for now and pay me back when you're better off."

We're all comrades-in-arms, not outsiders.

Then Captain Jing turned around and shouted, "Comrades, are you all packed up? We're not going to eat. Let's go straight to Jincheng and rest for a day."

Let's go to town for breakfast.

The crowd shouted in unison, "Yes!"

After saying that, everyone sped up, packed up, got in the car, and prepared to leave the place.

Captain Jing jumped directly into Yang Dalin's car and desperately held onto the door.

Tell Yang Dalin to drive away quickly.

The other party's leader saw that the other party had gotten into the car and fled as if their life depended on it.

I know they're afraid I'll give them more money.

With one hand clutching the money, Leader Fang solemnly saluted the departing convoy with his right.

On the way to Jincheng, Captain Jing said to Yang Dalin, "Dalinzi, you're not angry that I made you give away all the meat you beat up, are you?"

Yang Dalin chuckled: "Captain Jing, what do you mean? You've been looking at me the whole way here and I don't think I'm that stingy person."

Besides, this was something I discussed with Captain Wang and the others last night.