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

Xiao Chunyan, being a girl, was still thoughtful and worried about making Yang Dalin's car dirty.

"Brother Dalin, we can just ride horses and herd the sheep."

Don't get your car dirty. If sheep and dogs poop in your truck bed, it'll smell awful.

Yang Dalin laughed and said, "It's nothing, a small matter. We can clean it up tomorrow."

Otherwise, you'll be riding horses and herding sheep, when will you ever be able to get back? Alright, let's leave it at that.

"Urigen, quickly load the sheep and your dog onto the carriage; we need to hurry."

Urigen had been wanting to ride in a truck for a long time.

Seeing Yang Dalin open the back door of the truck, they immediately carried the sheep one by one onto the truck.

Finally, they put both dogs into the car as well.

The car door was closed, and there was a canvas nearby, so the sheep and dogs couldn't get out.

They then tied the two horses to the back of the cart.

Urgen and the helpless Xiaochunyan got on the truck.

Yang Dalin slowly started the truck.

The main concern is that starting too quickly might pull the two horses over; they need time to adjust, and the speed can't be too fast.

Yang Dalin would occasionally glance at the two horses through the rearview mirror.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Yang Dalin felt relieved and started driving.

Yang Dalin focused on driving in the direction Xiao Chunyan pointed.

Urigen wiggled his hips every now and then: "Dalin Anda, will you be staying a few more days? Could you teach me how to drive tomorrow?"

Yang Dalin calculated the time in his mind and said, "Okay, I'll stay here with you for a day tomorrow."

"You'll leave the day after tomorrow. I'll teach you how to drive tomorrow."

Urigen was delighted to hear this: "Oh, thank you, Anda."

I will treat you to the best mutton and the finest mare's milk wine.

"Haha, okay." Yang Dalin knew that when dealing with friends from ethnic minorities, one should never be fake or pretend to be polite.

They are usually straightforward and frank people.

After driving for about an hour, we were finally almost at the location of their yurt.

By this time it was completely dark, and the car headlights could be seen from afar. Urgen's father and mother were already waiting anxiously outside the yurt ahead.

Upon seeing a truck approaching with its headlights on, the two men couldn't see the people inside. They nervously supported each other with their hands clasped together, and Yang Dalin stopped the truck.

Xiao Chunyan immediately got off the car and ran towards her father and mother.

He pointed at the car and said a few words.

The two of them finally calmed down.

Yang Dalin got off the car.

Urgen's father quickly took the hada from Urgen's mother, who had rushed back into the house to get it.

A hada (a ceremonial scarf) was presented to Yang Dalin.

This is their courtesy to their respected guests.

Yang Dalin bent down and let Urigen's father put the hada around his neck.

I exchanged a few pleasantries with my father, Urgen.

Only then did they help Urigen put the sheep and dogs down.

I must say, Xiao Chunyan's consideration was correct.

The sheep did indeed leave a lot of small, black pills and puddles of yellow liquid in the carriage.

It has a strong smell.

Xiao Chunyan said shyly, "Brother Dalin, let me help you clean up tomorrow."

Yang Dalin handed a shovel to Wurigen and picked up a broom, saying, "No need, Wurigen. Wait until I finish sweeping the car, then you shovel some snow up. I'll use the snow to cover the car, and tomorrow I can just sweep it up and it'll be fine."

Oh, right, Little Swallow, Duoduo Qiqige, take down the gifts I brought you.

Yang Dalin opened a partition in the middle of the carriage. The sheep and the dog only occupied half of the carriage. The gifts he brought for Xiao Chunyan's family were all inside. If they hadn't been separated, the sheep and the dog might have been pulled up together.

Xiao Chunyan was no longer as fake and polite as before, accepting gifts one after another. When she couldn't carry any more, she called over her Mongolian godmother and godfather.

That is, Urgen's father and mother came to help.

Yang Dalin brought them iron industrial products that they often lacked, as well as a large sack.

Urgen's father accepted the large sack and thanked Yang Dalin repeatedly.

The industrial goods included: a large roll of wire, a large bag of nails, two saws, two axes, a pair of pliers, two pairs of scissors, ten pounds of kerosene, two large bags of matches, and five bars of soap.

These are difficult for them to buy at their factory; they are often out of stock.

Because of insufficient national production capacity and long distances, these things used to require herding sheep a long way to exchange, and sometimes they couldn't even get them.

After the group entered the yurt, Yang Dalin opened the burlap sack again.

It contains wheat flour, rice, cabbage, potatoes, onions, carrots, and salt, all of which are suitable for winter storage.

These things elicited cheers from Xiao Chunyan and her mother.

Most importantly, Yang Dalin also took out a packet of common medicines.

The medicine was taken from a Russian warehouse, and Yang Dalin thoughtfully repackaged it.

The packaging was written in both Chinese and Mongolian. Inside were some basic medicines, such as medicine for treating external injuries, anti-inflammatory drugs for treating inflammation, cold medicine for treating colds, and medicine for treating diarrhea.

At the very bottom of the sack, Yang Dalin also took out a sealed jar of high-proof liquor.

Seeing how many good things Yang Dalin brought, Urgen's father became happier and happier.

He instructed Urgen to immediately slaughter a sheep to properly entertain Yang Dalin.

Yang Dalin stopped him: "Uncle Wurigen, let's skip slaughtering the sheep today, there's no time. We'll eat your sheep tomorrow. I also brought some yellow sheep and wild donkey meat that I hunted on the way. They're all already slaughtered. Wait, I'll go get them."

Let's just stew that.

Actually, none of the meat in the back of the car is there; it's all in Yang Dalin's space.

Yang Dalin went back to the car and took out a bag.

Urigen's father said several times that Yang Dalin should take the meat back to his family to eat, and that he would slaughter a sheep to treat Yang Dalin.

Unable to resist Yang Dalin's strength, he managed to persuade him to stop.

They all knew Yang Dalin's marksmanship and that he and his family were truly well-off, so Urgen's father finally gave up.

But Urigen's father had already decided that he would have to slaughter a few sheep and load them onto Yang Dalin's truck later.

Since our Han friend Yang Dalin is so generous to us, we can't let him suffer a loss.

It is not something a Mongolian should do to let his friends suffer losses.

Xiao Chunyan and her mother were stewing donkey meat and mutton with some spices provided by Yang Dalin.

Yang Dalin, Urgen, and Urgen's father chatted together.

Urigen had attended school, and his father had also learned some Chinese from Xiaochunyan, so they had no problem with simple communication. Not to mention, Xiaochunyan was right next to them and could act as their translator on the spot.

Once the meat is stewed, pour in the wine.

Everyone was enjoying themselves immensely, eating meat and drinking wine, their laughter echoing far and wide from the Mongolian yurt on the vast grassland.

PS: I saw the news today, and sigh, I feel a bit sorry for Khalifa. Poor Khalifa, hateful Americans. Although we also have our share of troubles, at least our peace hasn't been destroyed like Persia's, which was just bombed.

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