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

Wan Xiaoshan wanted to refuse again.

Tian Xueyi readily agreed on behalf of Wan Xiaoshan.

"Okay, let's do as Dalinzi says."

Wan Xiaoshan is a newly trained driver who has only driven short distances in the city a few times with his master.

I've never driven a long distance.

Naturally, he had never witnessed Yang Dalin's abilities, but had only heard that Yang Dalin had a habit of bringing back many things from every place he went.

I wasn't that familiar with Yang Dalin, so I was a bit reserved.

If it were any other experienced driver, they would be much more familiar with Yang Dalin and wouldn't be so formal.

So Tian Xueyi accepted the offer on behalf of Wan Xiaoshan.

He knew his apprentice wouldn't tell this unless he was sure.

It was almost time to get off work, so Yang Dalin ran to the hospital cafeteria and got food for the two of them.

They even secretly prepared a roast chicken and wrapped it in oil paper.

They handed it to Brother Tian and told them to close the door and eat it quietly.

Give them some extra nutrition.

These days, even a single piece of meat is hard to come by, let alone a roast chicken.

Fortunately, they were in a double room, which was the only room for the two of them.

So the two of them can close the door and eat quietly by themselves.

It won't affect anyone else.

After they finished eating, Yang Dalin washed their lunchboxes before saying goodbye and leaving.

Before leaving, Yang Dalin secretly put two cans of beef in the cupboard for Brother Tian.

Let them eat whatever they want; he'll come see them again when he has time.

He bid farewell to his master, Tian Xueyi, and Brother Xiao Wan.

Yang Dalin rode his bicycle to the courtyard of his new home.

Upon entering the courtyard, they discovered that Ma San and Yuan Qiao had already arrived.

Yuan Qiao then arranged for him to stay temporarily in the south room of the east wing.

A house shouldn't be left uninhabited for a long time, as it will deteriorate more quickly.

It's a good opportunity to have him watch the house for me.

And looking at the things I've put here.

Yang Dalin went down into the cellar and took a look at the wine he had brewed there.

It's been so long, the tiger bone wine, tiger penis wine, wolf bone wine, and so on have all been brewed.

Neither Qi Desheng nor Tian Xueyi approached me this time, probably because they hadn't thought of it yet.

And those uncles in the army, they probably know that Yang Dalin is away on a mission and they'll definitely come looking for him for drinks if they find out he's back.

It's my own fault for buying so much alcohol back then, and even asking those uncles in the army for help.

How could they not remember?

Don't wait for someone to call you. If you're free tomorrow, take the initiative to go.

After introducing Yuan Qiao to the other two neighbors, Yang Dalin, carrying the two sacks he had brought back beforehand, prepared to go home.

Yuan Qiao could only take him to familiarize himself with the place another day.

He's new to Beijing and needs to familiarize himself with the city's various alleyways.

In fact, most of the main roads in Beijing are straight, making them much easier to remember than the roads in many southern cities that are built along mountains.

Yang Dalin pedaled the bicycle at breakneck speed, not caring whether Ma San could keep up behind him.

He felt apprehensive as he approached his hometown.

They rode very fast.

Ma San was already used to how Yang Dalin looked every time he returned from a business trip.

He's gotten smarter and isn't in a hurry to pursue Yang Dalin anymore.

After all, chasing a bicycle with a tricycle is inconvenient to begin with, not to mention that Brother Dalin is really strong.

When Yang Dalin arrived at the gate of No. 95 courtyard, he happened to meet the gatekeeper, Uncle Qi, who was going out to empty the furnace ash.

Yang Dalin greeted him warmly, "Uncle Qi."

"Hey, Dalinzi, you're back from your business trip again."

You look a bit thin; you should go home quickly.

Your aunt just got off work.

"Uncle Qi, I brought back some southern fruits from my trip to the south. Let me give you some."

"Hey, no need. You go home first and take it back for Yanhua and Xiaoning to eat."

I'm just an old man, I don't care.

Let's go home first.

As always, Grandpa Qi is still very considerate of others.

Yang Dalin insisted on giving him a pomelo, a handful of longan, and a few tangerines.

They had just entered the courtyard.

Yang Dalin saw the children in the back room and started distributing some fruit to them.

This prompted many adults in the back room to come out and thank Yang Dalin.

The enthusiastic expressions of gratitude naturally attracted Qi Xiaoning, who had just entered the courtyard.

He saw that it was Yang Dalin distributing fruit.

She rushed over immediately, hugged Yang Dalin, and started sobbing, "Brother Dalin, you're finally back."

Then he turned around and shouted loudly, "Mom, Mom, Brother Dalin is back!"

Soon, Aunt Qi grabbed a spatula, wore an apron around her waist, and ran out of the house.

Upon seeing that it was Yang Dalin, she stepped forward and grabbed his arm, her voice choked with emotion, "You're back, you're back, that's good."

Qi Yanhua also ran out, tears of joy streaming down her face, and helped Yang Dalin steady the car, looking at him with a charming smile.

Seeing her affectionate gaze, Yang Dalin really wanted to rush over, pick Yan Jie up, and kiss her.

Unfortunately, there were too many onlookers.

Yang Dalin did not dare to make any overly intimate gestures.

People from both the rear house and the first courtyard came, except for the Yan family.

Good, the Yan family didn't show up this time to avoid making a fool of themselves.

Ma San just told Yang Dalin that the Yan family's reputation has been badly damaged by the neighbors and him recently.

Their family actually found a girl from a family surnamed Yu whose ancestors also came from Xishan Province.

The marriage was planned, but it was ruined by rumors spread by people arranged by Ma San.

The family directly asked the matchmaker to send the gifts back.

It means they no longer want to form a marriage alliance with Lao Yan's family.

Although the Yu family also takes a cut, they don't take as much as the Yan family.

Moreover, their reputation is much better than that of the Yan family.

The Yan family's reputation has been ruined lately.

Who would want to marry into his family?

Recently, Yan Bugui and the Yan family have been keeping a very low profile and behaving very quietly.

They were afraid that one problem would be solved before another would arise.

Yang Dalin severed ties with their family, making them even more embarrassed to show their faces.

After Yang Dalin distributed some fruit to everyone in the back house and the neighbors in the first courtyard, except for the Yan family, Yang Dalin distributed some fruit to them.

Yang Dalin and Aunt Qi and her daughter returned home.

At this moment, Ma San also entered the house.

I haven't been back for almost a month, and the house is still the same as always.

It felt both familiar and heartwarming.

Yang Dalin naturally liked this atmosphere.

They took out the snacks they had brought, as well as some fruit that they hadn't taken out earlier, from the burlap sack and placed them on the table.

This made Qi Xiaoning, the little glutton, even happier.

Aunt Qi quickly asked Yang Dalin to sit down while she continued cooking and listened to the interesting stories from Yang Dalin's business trip.

There were many things he couldn't say this time, so Yang Dalin had to make up some lies, describing the terrain of the south as seven parts mountains, two parts water, and one part farmland, and mentioning some local customs and habits.

Let me just make excuses.

There's nothing I can do about this time; there are many things I can't say.

We'll have to make it up.

Fortunately, it was written by Yang Dalin, and Aunt Qi and her daughter enjoyed listening to it.

However, during the meal, Yang Dalin heard some news, and he pretended to be surprised.

Yang Dalin had anticipated this news even before he returned.

Or rather, all these things happened because of him.