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

Yang Dalin shook his head and said jokingly to Dou Xiaolong, "Brother Long, I really don't need anything from you. If I did, it wouldn't be a good thing."

So, you should take a break now.

However, since you're buying me drinks tonight, I can only tell you to put me on the waiting list for now.

That evening, our stationmaster and my mentor, Brother Tian, ​​treated me to drinks.

If you want to invite me, you'll need to book an appointment with me in advance.

Dou Xiaolong's face hardened, and he stood up as if to strangle Yang Dalin.

"Hey kid, what are you pretending for? What do you mean by needing an appointment? Even your station manager, Qi Desheng, doesn't have that much influence over me."

Just give me a straight answer: will you help or not? He's treating us to dinner tonight, so I'll bring some drinks and invite your brother Jun along. We'll treat you together.

As Yang Dalin dodged Dou Xiaolong's hand, he laughed and said, "Okay, okay, I'll help you, alright?"

That's really stingy.

I even have to rely on our station manager's food to treat me. Sigh, the world is going to the dogs.

"You treat me with such a perfunctory attitude when I ask for help; I really owe you something."

"Of course, you're even more shameless than me, so I can't be polite with you."

There's only about a month left until Chinese New Year, brother. I'm counting on you. I don't need much, just two pounds of meat for each of us.

Is it okay?

You know our bureau is different from yours; we have a lot of work, poor benefits, and no chance to get food and drinks from other places.

I always have to beg and plead for some New Year's benefits. How could I not ask you for help when I see you?

Yang Dalin knew that the current treatment at the branch office was indeed quite poor, and could not be compared with that at the train station and freight station.

Their people definitely need some reinforcements.

Yang Dalin raised his hand: "Okay, okay, fine, don't complain about being poor, Brother Long."

Tell me first how many people are in your branch office, and I'll figure something out.

You need to make sure each person gets at least two pounds of meat, but it can't be good pork.

I'll get whatever meat I can get my hands on.

"I can't get good pork; all I have is game meat."

"That's good, brother. As long as there's game meat, I'm not picky."

Our branch office has a total of 204 people.

"No, Brother Long, are you sure your branch office has that many people?"

"Brother, there are also many activists and security team members in the surrounding area, as well as some people who are keen to provide clues. Although those people are not official police officers, they have helped a lot in the past. We can't favor one over the other, can we?"

"Okay, fine, Brother Long, whatever you say goes."

You decide.

I'll get it sorted out for you about a week before Chinese New Year, okay?

"Thanks a lot, brother. By the way, is there anything else? If not, go do whatever you need to do. I'm busy here."

"The higher-ups want a written summary of our case-handling experience, and I'm having a real headache about it."

"Seriously, Brother Long? You asked me to do something, and now you're kicking me out? I'm really impressed by your behavior."

There's someone I want to ask you about.

"Haha, I'm busy, bro. We'll meet again tonight."

First, tell me who it is. Is it a petty thief or something else?

"No, it's not that. It's that I have a brother who has taken a liking to a female police officer in your department."

They asked me to inquire about their specific situation.

"Oh, that's easy. Tell me the name of the person you're looking for."

"I don't know her name, I only know she has a round face, is a little over 1.6 meters tall, has short hair that reaches her ears, and has a very pretty smile."

"Oh, now that you mention it, I remember. A few girls joined our bureau in the first half of the year."

There's someone in a similar situation to you. Her name is Wang Li, she's nineteen years old, and she just graduated from vocational school.

He's probably not married yet, and I haven't heard of him having a boyfriend.

"If it weren't for your sake, I wouldn't have told you."

"Then why?" Yang Dalin asked curiously.

Dou Xiaolong, looking like you got a good deal, said, "Brother, we have more monks than women here, so we'd like to find some women to settle things internally."

I didn't expect you to inquire about this before we've even digested it internally.

Okay, I'll find someone to look into the details later. I'll tell you more when I get to Lao Qi's place tonight, okay?

"Okay, then you can find out more, Brother Long, don't let my brother misunderstand."

"Don't worry, if there's nothing wrong, get lost."

"My brother's really busy."

Seeing that Dou Xiaolong was indeed busy, Yang Dalin had no choice but to leave first.

After leaving the branch office compound, Yang Dalin saw that it was still early, so he took out a few more items.

Hang it on the handlebars.

He first went to see the original homeowners, Mr. and Mrs. Wang, of the house he had moved to.

Grandpa Wang naturally still needs to go to work, so he went home for lunch.

Aunt Wang's complexion has improved a lot recently.

She was very welcoming to Yang Dalin.

The apartment on the first floor has central heating, so it's very warm inside.

Yang Dalin had a simple lunch with Mr. and Mrs. Wang before leaving.

With nothing much to do in the afternoon, Yang Dalin went to the house he had swapped with Grandpa Wang.

I glanced at all the rooms.

The south room of the east wing was temporarily lent to the chubby Yuan Qiao.

The chubby boy is quite clean.

I found all the houses to be quite nice.

Yang Dalin filled a few more bottles of the medicinal wine in the cellar and put them into his spatial storage for future use.

In the afternoon, Yang Dalin took a nap in the east wing of the new house.

When the freight station closed for the evening, the chubby Yuan Qiao, Ma San, and Qi Yanhua all came over.

It seems the chubby boy really misses girls.

He rushed into the yard, and as soon as he entered, he shouted, asking Yang Dalin if he had found out anything.

Yang Dalin told him the information he had gathered.

He was also told that he would be drinking with the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau that night.

You can learn more details.

I'll take him with me then.

The chubby boy from the province was getting anxious.

Yang Dalin gave the prepared bicycle ticket to Yuan Qiao.

The chubby kid has money; buying a bicycle in Beijing is fine, except for the difficulty in getting a ticket.

There's no need to borrow money from anyone.

Yang Dalin had already offered to lend him money, and the chubby boy acted as if he didn't need the money.

They also needed to pay Yang Dalin for the bicycle ticket.

Yang Dalin kicked him a few times before he finally behaved.

The boss counts your votes, how can he accept money from his underlings?

The chubby boy Yuan Qiao was dealt with, while Ma San watched Yang Dalin bully the chubby boy and chuckled to himself.

Yang Dalin asked Ma San, "San'er, where's Sister Yan? Didn't she leave work with you?"

"Brother Dalin, Sister Yan followed the stationmaster's wife and went straight home like Sister Mei, saying she'd go over and help prepare the vegetables."

Yang Dalin nodded, indicating that he understood.

Once everyone had arrived, Yang Dalin prepared to take two people with him to Qi Desheng's house.

Yuan Qiao and Ma San were both his underlings, and he had asked Qi Desheng to get them into the freight station. It was only right that they come with him to visit Qi Desheng.

When the three arrived at Qi Desheng's house, they saw that Tian Ge's wife, Liu Meimei, and Qi Yanhua were already cooking for Gong Xuemei at Qi Desheng's house.