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

The three-day holiday is over, and it's time to go back to work.

The next day, Yang Dalin got up and went to take Qi Xiaoning to school again.

Actually, many children don't need to be taken to school these days, but Qi Xiaoning hasn't seen Yang Dalin for more than half a year.

Whenever Yang Dalin was in Beijing, Qi Xiaoning would deliberately ask him to take her to school.

It's a bit like showing off to classmates that you have an older brother to protect you.

Yang Dalin naturally understood the little girl's thoughts, so he didn't refuse.

After dropping Qi Xiaoning off, when she returned and was about to go to work with Sister Yan and Ma San,

Suddenly, Sister Yanhua said that the bicycle chain that Yang Dalin bought for her had fallen off.

The bike is hard to ride anymore.

Yang Dalin immediately understood from that expression.

What do you mean the chain fell off? The bike is hard to ride? She clearly wants Yang Dalin to carry her to work on his bicycle.

Yang Dalin saw through it but didn't say anything. He took the initiative to suggest, "Sister Yan, the bike chain fell off. Don't bother fixing it, or you'll get your hands all oily."

"We're in a rush. Get in my car, I'll carry you."

Seeing that her wish had been fulfilled, Qi Yanhua smiled and readily agreed, "Okay."

Then, on a chilly morning, Yang Dalin was riding his bicycle when a girl dressed in thick clothes gently wrapped her arms around his waist.

Ma San could only pitifully pedal slowly from behind on his tricycle.

This kid is smart; he knows he shouldn't be a third wheel in front of them.

Otherwise, if Brother Dalin doesn't discipline himself, Sister Yanhua will.

So I simply let myself fall behind and avoid appearing in front of the two people who were about to show off their affection.

Wearing thick clothes in the dead of winter, Sister Yan also wore a scarf that covered her face and a hat, leaving only her eyes showing.

She wasn't afraid of being recognized, so she openly and gently put her arm around Yang Dalin's waist.

It's like declaring sovereignty.

Five kilometers isn't a very long distance. Even if Yang Dalin rides very slowly, he'll eventually reach his destination.

Yang Dalin also liked this feeling.

Riding a bicycle with his beloved girl on his back, she gently wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her face against his back—it felt wonderful.

There's a famous saying that goes, "It's better to cry in a BMW than to laugh on a bicycle."

Having lived two lives, Yang Dalin actually prefers this feeling.

Because in later generations he had a car, although it wasn't a BMW, but there were no girls sitting in the passenger seat.

Before they reached the entrance of the freight station, Sister Yan quickly let go of Yang Dalin's hand, leaving only her skillful hands gripping the hem of his clothes.

Yang Dalin even rode his bicycle all the way to the door of the dispatch room for Sister Yan.

Gong Xuemei, who was standing at the door, looked at the two of them with a maternal smile.

He even exclaimed, "Oh, so this young couple came together?"

Qi Yanhua quickly got out of the car, walked up to Gong Xuemei, tugged at Gong Xuemei's sleeve, and said shyly, "Sister-in-law... you're just making fun of me."

Yang Dalin shrugged it off and smiled, "Sister-in-law, hasn't your brother Sheng given you a ride on his bike in a while? Give him a good talking to later."

I'm setting an example for him.

When Gong Xuemei heard Yang Ge teasing her, she immediately tried to grab Yang Dalin's bicycle handlebars, but Yang Dalin ran away very quickly.

Gong Xuemei shouted from behind, "You brat, I'll have Lao Qi deal with you again later."

You've got some nerve, huh? You even dare to laugh at your sister-in-law.

"You wait."

Unfortunately, by the time Gong Xuemei uttered those words, Yang Dalin had already run far away.

Gong Xuemei didn't know if Yang Dalin had heard her.

Gong Xuemei jokingly scolded Yang Dalin a few more times before turning around and hugging Qi Yanhua.

"Hehe, little girl, if I can't catch your Yang Dalin, I'll bully his wife."

Come on, give your sister a smile.

Qi Yanhua immediately burst into laughter and started playfully fighting with Gong Xuemei.

Yang Dalin went to the drivers' lounge, which was also their office.

When the drivers arrive in the morning, they first check the vehicles, light the stove here, boil some water to drink, and then receive their tasks for the day.

When Yang Dalin entered the room, he immediately noticed that the desk where Captain Wang of the motorcade used to sit was now occupied by a Mr. Li.

It seems that Brother Tian is unwilling to take on management roles; otherwise, it would never have been Old Master Li's turn.

This Mr. Li is the same driver who took Yang Dalin there last time.

When Yang Dalin heard that his mentor Tian Xueyi and novice driver Wan Xiaoshan had been attacked, he directly asked this Mr. Li to take them there.

He was also a veteran, and although his skills weren't as good as Tian Xueyi's, he was a very steady person.

As soon as Master Li saw Yang Dalin come in, he greeted him warmly: "Dalinzi, you're back to work! Good lad, it's been more than half a year since I last saw you, you've grown quite a bit taller."

"How's Brother Li doing lately? Looks like he's been promoted to team leader?"

Congratulations!

"Hey, don't belittle me. Everyone in our station knows that if your master, Lao Tian, ​​hadn't refused, I wouldn't have gotten this job."

He's just lazy. The station manager asked him several times but he kept refusing, which is why I was forced into this position.

I thought to myself, if your master won't do it, you can too.

I'd also like to recommend you.

The station manager said you're still young, and you should train for a few more years.

I've already told the station manager that I'll help you for a few years, and then I'll step down and let you be the team leader.

"No, no, Brother Li, don't put me in this position. This responsibility is too great. There's no one more suitable in the team than you."

We need someone like you who is steady, reliable, and meticulous to be the team leader.

I can't do it; I need more experience.

Firstly, I'm too young and inexperienced. People always say that someone with no experience in their youth is unreliable.

Secondly, I haven't been at the station long enough; I still have a lot to learn.

Captain Li patted Yang Dalin on the shoulder: "Alright, stop pretending with me. Every driver in our station knows your skills and abilities, right, everyone?"

There were many drivers inside, and they all shouted together, "Yes!"

Yang Dalin quickly begged for mercy.

The team leader has too many things to do, and there are many things to consider; the work is very complicated.

Yang Dalin was unwilling to do it.

With too much work and too little pay, being a team leader wouldn't allow him to earn extra money on the side, so Yang Dalin really didn't want to do it.

Everyone was having a good time joking around with He Yang and Da Lin when Brother Tian came back a little while later.

He must have gone to check the vehicle.

Not long after, a chubby boy with bruises and a swollen face ran in.

Before the person even entered, he called out in a tearful voice, "Boss, boss."

The curtain was quickly lifted, and the chubby boy Yuan Qiao immediately tried to pounce on him.

Ma San was following behind.

Yang Dalin stretched out his arm and pushed the chubby boy's head to keep him away.

With his face covered in snot and tears, how could we possibly let him get close?

Yang Dalin wanted to laugh when he saw the chubby Yuan Qiao's appearance, but since his little brother had obviously been beaten up, it would be inappropriate for him to laugh.

Unless you can't help it.

Unable to contain himself, Yang Dalin laughed and asked, "Hey, who's this? You've got a bruised and swollen face. You look familiar."