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

After having a hearty meal, Yang Dalin thought of helping out with some chores.

Captain Jing knew that he hadn't slept all night since yesterday and had been working until this afternoon.

So I advised him, "Dalinzi, why don't you go find a place to rest for a while?"

There are so many people here, we don't need to worry about manpower.

You've worked hard, go and get some rest.

Seeing that the team leader was genuinely sincere and truly wanted Yang Dalin to rest, it became clear that the team leader was not being insincere.

Yang Dalin did not continue to show off.

He got back into his truck, which was covered with tarpaulins in the back.

He laid out a thick cotton quilt, then a wolf skin, and finally a large bear skin. Yang Dalin soon fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already past nine o'clock at night.

Captain Jing and his team have been working tirelessly without taking a break.

They did not slaughter many gazelles on the spot, but instead followed Yang Dalin's advice.

Live sheep were transported directly to the train by truck.

It would be better to transport the animals by train to their destination and then slaughter them.

Some pregnant ewes, mares, and smaller prey were released.

Some of the team leaders listened to Yang Dalin's advice and transported the animals to nearby military camps to raise.

I hope I can eat mutton for a long time to come.

Even now, less than one-tenth of the entire valley has been cleared.

It seems this process will take at least several days.

The main problem is that there aren't enough cars; otherwise, the speed could be even higher.

Yang Dalin still has quite a few vehicles in his space, but it's not convenient to take them out.

After thinking it over, Yang Dalin realized that he had accomplished what he needed help with, so he shouldn't stay there any longer.

You should leave first; there's no need to wait until the last prey is carried away.

We also need to find a way to hand over the large amount of spoils we have in our own space.

It shouldn't be left in the space taking up room.

The space was mostly occupied by various crudely refined metal materials and grains.

Those things can be released in a secluded place.

It's not appropriate to post it here.

These things must not pass through Captain Jing's hands, and it's best if no one knows about them.

Ideally, it would be placed in a remote, uninhabited mountain or in a secret fortress built by a small, undiscovered family in Northeast China, where it would be discovered by chance.

While we're at it, let's see if we should release all the books, documents, laboratory equipment, and machinery from the military factory into the space.

As for why some things are here, who knows?

Yang Dalin hoped that these things would be discovered by someone else by accident.

Yang Dalin knew that Xiao Rizi had built many secret fortresses or bases back then, some of which were not discovered until the year he traveled through time.

Yang Dalin had seen that news report.

After reading the news, he even looked up that address.

Deep in the mountains of the Changbai Mountains, in what is considered the interior of China, but not yet a border region.

This location is quite good.

Yang Dalin prepared an excuse to go home first, saying he wouldn't wait to finish cleaning up the game.

Then you can just go there yourself, put all the stuff in that fortress, and then the locals will accidentally discover it and report it.

When Captain Jing saw that Yang Dalin was about to leave as soon as he woke up, he asked him, "Why are you in such a hurry? Aren't you going to wait until the prey is finished?"

"Could you rest for a few more days?"

Yang Dalin replied, "I'm not resting anymore. I feel much better after a nap. I miss home. Brother Jing, I'm going back now."

"Alright then, I'll contact the commander. Wait a moment, and see if there are any military aircraft going the same way. I'll arrange for you to take one back."

This is faster.

Yang Dalin shook his head: "No need, Brother Jing, I'll just take the train back. I'll stop by and visit two families on the way."

One family was that of a herdsman friend we met while driving on the grasslands, who had adopted a female orphan from Shanghai. The other family was that of a martyr whose mother and three children were the only survivors.

The Lunar New Year is approaching, but I haven't been anywhere this year.

I'll stop by and see them on my way.

Then send them some meat so they can also have a good New Year.

Then go home.

When Captain Jing heard that Yang Dalin wanted to visit two friends, he didn't stop him any further.

"Alright, you have your own plans, then go ahead."

I'll report to my superiors; anyway, your task here is considered complete.

We'll handle the rest.

By the way, what about that whole carriage of prey you wanted?

Do you want them to deliver live animals, or do they slaughter them for you, freeze them, and then load them onto the truck?

Yang Dalin thought to himself that if he wanted too little meat, it would be fine, but if he wanted too much, he couldn't transport it to Beijing because there weren't enough people or places to slaughter them. Live sheep couldn't be transported by stacking them up layer by layer.

It's better to just have the soldiers help slaughter them, freeze them, load them onto trucks, and transport them directly to the Sijiucheng freight station, where Station Master Qi can pick them up.

Yang Dalin said, "I'd appreciate it if you could arrange for these to be slaughtered, frozen, and loaded onto the truck, Brother Jing. After you've finished loading them, please send a telegram to our stationmaster."

I asked him to pick me up from the station on time. I'll be taking a bus back to visit two families of friends, so I'll be arriving a few days later than the goods.

I'm going to stay at my friend's house for a few more days.

"Okay, I'll make all the arrangements for you. When you go to see your friend, I'll pack a sack of meat for you and carry it with me."

Is one bag enough?

"One bag should be enough, thank you, Brother Jing."

"Alright, I should thank you."

All this meat is thanks to you.

"Come on, pick a few fat sheep yourself, I'll cook them myself. Once they're frozen, I'll arrange a car to take you to the train station first thing tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

Captain Jing personally helped slaughter two gazelles.

They also took a wild donkey that had been slaughtered at noon, cleaned out the meat, and picked out the best 100 or so catties.

The meat was left outside to freeze until it was completely frozen solid at daybreak, then it was put into burlap sacks.

Early the next morning, Captain Jing helped carry two bags, and two strong soldiers helped carry a sack containing about two hundred pounds of meat, and put Yang Dalin on a truck.

After saying goodbye to Captain Jing.

Yang Dalin arrived in Bayan City quickly by car.

There are trains departing directly to Beijing every other day.

Today happens to be the day when Yang Dalin wants to see two friends, one in the eastern part of the grassland province and the other in the summer resort city. This train happens to go in that direction.

Captain Jing helped Yang Dalin buy a lower berth in a soft sleeper.

The soldiers helped carry that large sack into the carriage before leaving.

Yang Dalin thanked the soldiers and gave them some cigarettes and two bottles of wine.

As soon as they left, Yang Dalin greeted the only passenger inside who looked like an official, and then lay down on the bed to pretend to sleep.

He didn't care that the passenger gave Yang Dalin several strange looks.

After all, Yang Dalin is too young; he shouldn't be able to sit in that soft-sided chair.

The level is clearly not high enough.

However, Yang Dalin was wearing a uniform without rank insignia, and judging from the way several soldiers had enthusiastically helped him with his luggage, the passenger thought Yang Dalin was a second-generation military officer.

Seeing that Yang Dalin didn't like to talk much, the official passenger didn't say anything more.

At the next stop, Yang Dalin got off the bus.

I didn't continue on that train.

The main problem is that there's a passenger on the train who's inconvenient to be there, and there might be two more officials boarding later. The train stops at every small station.

It's too slow; it's faster to drive yourself.

Yang Dalin took his luggage, left the station, found a secluded spot, and released a jeep.

He just drove off by himself.

His destination was Phung Tong district in Rinh Kyi province in northeastern Taiwan.

The distance is approximately 1,600 kilometers.

There are no direct trains at this time, and they are slow, so it's faster to drive yourself.

As for the two friends we wanted to visit, we can go see them on the way back.

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