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

Yang Dalin learned from chatting with them that Xiao Chunyan would go to study in a nearby town for three or four days a week with Wurigen.

Although it's a nearby town, it actually takes almost two hours to go horseback riding each time.

They would stay at the school temporarily, where there was a horse stable. Otherwise, traveling back and forth every day would not only be a long journey, but also very likely to encounter wolves when returning at night.

Moreover, the school uses bilingual teaching.

However, there is a severe shortage of Mongolian teachers, even more so than Chinese teachers.

Therefore, Xiao Chunyan is much better at studying than Wu Rigen.

Urigen's Chinese is also so-so.

Yang Dalin promised to send some books to their town after he returned.

Tell Xiao Chunyan not to forget to retrieve it next time.

They were on winter break this time, which was a good opportunity for him to run into them; he might not have been able to meet them on a normal day.

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Yang Dalin planned to go back and send Yan Jie's textbooks to them, since Yan Jie was a poor student anyway.

Send some more extracurricular books suitable for students to read.

Yang Dalin did have quite a few books in his space, but they were either historical novels that he liked to read or professional books that he had brought from abroad. It wouldn't be appropriate to suddenly take them out here.

Xiao Chunyan may be fifteen, but she's only in the first year of junior high.

I was in the first semester of fifth grade when I came here. I was malnourished and took a break for half a year. Then, because I didn't speak the language well, I spent another half a year in fifth grade to get used to it before starting junior high.

Xiao Chunyan was even happier when she heard that Yang Dalin would send them books.

They insisted on offering Yang Dalin a cup of mare's milk wine.

Silent all night.

Yang Dalin woke up very early the next morning.

I spent the whole day herding sheep with Xiaochunyan and Wurigen.

I taught them both how to drive, but Xiao Chunyan couldn't even turn the steering wheel. Wu Rigen was strong, but he was the only one who was really interested.

Yang Dalin also made them grilled fish and grilled lamb skewers.

According to Urgen, they didn't eat fish before.

Because Xiao Chunyan came from Shanghai and liked to eat fish, her family gradually accepted her.

In addition, Yang Dalin's grilled fish is really delicious.

Urigen was still young and had received an education, so he didn't care that much.

When Yang Dalin returned home in the evening, he found that his father, Urgen, had already slaughtered a sheep and was making a whole roasted lamb.

Yang Dalin knew he couldn't stop them, so he decided to give it a try.

Mongolian men are generally generous and straightforward; if you don't eat, they'll feel like you're disrespecting them.

So sometimes when dealing with them, the important thing is that everyone is happy.

The next morning, before dawn, before Yang Dalin had even gotten out of bed, he heard Urgen and Urgen's father talking in the sheepfold in the distance. Yang Dalin could roughly understand that they were talking about loading some sheep onto his cart.

Yang Dalin immediately got dressed.

He tried to stop Urgen's father, explaining that he didn't need any meat and was just passing by to see everyone.

After much discussion, Urgen's father finally relented and agreed to pack one up, promising to help him butcher it.

They were originally going to pack three sheep.

Yang Dalin knew that the herdsmen were far less wealthy than he had imagined.

Why would you want so much?

Yang Dalin only ordered one sheep, but Urgen's father wanted to stuff other dairy products into Yang Dalin's car.

Yang Dalin had to persuade him to stop, and he only accepted a small amount.

After breakfast, when Yang Dalin was about to say goodbye to his family, Xiao Chunyan burst into tears.

Xiao Chunyan and Wurigen mounted their horses and escorted Yang Dalin all the way.

After Yang Dalin told them to go back several times, the two stopped their horses and watched as Yang Dalin's car disappeared from sight.

Every farewell is the beginning of another meeting.

It's always hard to let go of a true friend.

People nowadays value family and friendship more.

Unlike in later generations, many feelings are too weak.

Yang Dalin was driving along the road, feeling a little reluctant to leave.

However, he had to leave.

After driving back to Hongfeng City, Yang Dalin boarded a train heading south.

Yang Dalin can buy tickets now.

Because of this, there's no need to hide anymore.

Yang Dalin had also figured out a way to hand over the things the Russians had created to China.

The train journey took several hours to reach Chengde Mountain Resort.

Yang Dalin stayed at martyr Huang Zhongjun's home for more than a day, playing with Uncle Huang's children all day.

They gave them some of the mutton, wild donkey meat, and mutton they had brought with them.

The return gift was a sweater and several pieces of clothing made by Aunt Huang.

Fortunately, Yang Dalin had made preparations in advance and sent them a bolt of cloth.

Otherwise, Yang Dalin was afraid that if Aunt Huang made clothes for him, his three children would have no new clothes to wear.

Because nowadays you need cloth coupons to buy new cloth, without cloth coupons, the three Huang siblings might not have enough clothes to wear.

After saying goodbye to the three children with teary eyes, Yang Dalin boarded the train again.

We arrived at the Sijiucheng Railway Station at around 4 PM.

Yang Dalin was unaware that the day after he visited Xiao Chunyan's house, the things he had hidden in Northeast China were discovered.

Yang Dalin naturally didn't know, nor did he see it.

That morning, an old hunter from the small mountain village closest to the secret base, who often went up the mountain, carried his hunting rifle, along with two hunting dogs and a strong young man, and went into the mountains early in the morning.

The two are uncle and nephew.

The hunting dog belonged to the old hunter; the young man's family was too large to afford it.

After they entered the mountains, they continued along the original route, catching a few rabbits and pheasants along the way. When they passed the big rock, a alpha dog suddenly started barking at the entrance of the cave that Yang Dalin had reburied.

The lead dog was barking at the snow next to a large rock, and the other dog was barking too.

The young hunter was puzzled and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong with this dog? Is there some kind of prey burrow buried under the snow?"

The old hunter was very cautious. He put down the fire tongs on his shoulder and began to load the medicine.

He said cautiously, "San'er, take a stick and slowly approach to clear the snow off. Be careful, I'll set up my gun next to you."

If there's a problem, get out of the way, or I'll shoot.

"Okay, Uncle, I'll be careful."

The young hunter, holding a long stick, slowly approached the snow-covered area.

After sweeping the snow away with a twig, he noticed a gust of wind blowing towards him.

After confirming that the wind was coming from the small slope in front of them.

The young hunter called out to his uncle, "Uncle, something's strange here. There might be a cave inside. There's wind blowing from here."

The two of them went up the mountain, and each time they brought a full set of equipment.

There are short-handled shovels for digging.

Because you never know when you might need it.

The two of them tried digging, but the soil was frozen solid and very hard.

The old hunter said, "Go gather some firewood and burn this area; then it will be easier to dig."

There might be a large item inside, so don't dig the opening too big later.