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

Qi Desheng knew, of course, that even though Dou Xiaolong had stolen several thousand kilograms of meat, his department would be lucky to keep a thousand kilograms at most. He would have to hand over the lion's share, and his comrades from other departments would probably come knocking on his door to beg for more.

He wants to keep it all for himself? No way!

Qi Desheng chuckled: "That's true."

He only goes through the matter once at most, which is good, as it saves other police stations from coming to me to pull strings.

He did shield me from a lot of trouble.

Otherwise, if you come to my place these next few days, I'll find a bunch of leaders and people from other departments here every day.

It almost drove me crazy.

"By the way, regarding the meat you ordered, I've consulted with my superiors, and they said it should be delivered to you at the normal pork purchase price."

Yang Dalin was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

However, this is how I and the transport team always did when bringing back extra supplies to the station.

Otherwise, who would bring back extra supplies?

It's just that this batch of meat is indeed quite large.

Yang Dalin then asked, "How much is it, Brother Sheng?"

"The station has reserved 100 jin of the best pure meat for you, and your wife and Ma San have already transported it to your home in batches. The other station staff have also been given out long ago. Otherwise, if it were left at the station, everyone would be watching it every day, and people from other departments would come to me."

I quickly finished sending it.

The total amount is 37,251 yuan.

Yang Dalin knew that the government was currently purchasing live pigs at a price of 52 cents per kilogram, while the price for pigs supplied to the people with ration coupons was 72 to 74 cents per kilogram.

This isn't the black market price. Black market pork prices have dropped significantly this winter, but they're still much higher than this.

If Yang Dalin were delivered to the black market organizers, they would buy him in bulk for at least one yuan, and sell him for at least two or three yuan per kilogram.

This is the minimum; if you're really willing to sell it for more, three or four yuan wouldn't be a problem.

Although the natural disasters have passed, there is still a shortage of various supplies in the market, especially meat, oil, grain, and eggs.

If calculated at 52 cents per pound, the meat transported in this train carriage would amount to more than 71,600 pounds.

Goodness, that's quite a lot.

But this amount of money is just too much.

Yang Dalin was worried that there might be problems if he took it.

Yang Dalin took the money, which amounted to several hundred yuan.

If he takes this money, Yang Dalin believes that even before the storm starts, someone will likely come looking for trouble for him very soon.

Even though it was approved by higher-ups to let Yang Dalin take the money.

However, there are always those who are concerned about scarcity and inequality.

This is the nature of people who are prone to jealousy.

If Qi Desheng followed his superiors' instructions and gave the money to Yang Dalin...

Similarly, Qi Desheng will also face condemnation and attacks.

Yang Dalin is not short of money at all; he has more money than he can spend right now.

Keep only a small portion for yourself; it's better to donate the majority.

To avoid future trouble.

Yang Dalin made his decision and said, "This is too much money, Brother Sheng. Tomorrow, you should contact the labor union in our department and the civil affairs bureau of the municipal government."

I secretly donated the money, keeping only a small change of 1,251 yuan.

Let's use this money to help struggling employees in our department and the Beijing Municipal Bureau of Civil Affairs, families of martyrs in need in the city, and orphanages and relief stations facing difficulties.

Qi Desheng asked in surprise, "You're really willing to part with such a large sum of money?"

Yang Dalin said seriously, "Brother Sheng, I can't help but feel reluctant. Believe me or not, if I dare to take it, people will definitely scold me for not donating all this money."

Some people will criticize you, accusing you of colluding with me, saying, "Who knows if you and I split this money together?"

That's human nature; they can't stand seeing you too rich.

I left over a thousand yuan so that I could pay back the money I owed you, Brother Tian, ​​and the money in the yard.

Otherwise, I won't keep a single penny.

The main problem is that they have too much money, which makes countless people envious.

This time, I've made the donation; let those who need to know know.

Don't publicize it too much.

I don't want to be known by that name.

Once the accounts are in order, the relevant personnel should issue receipts after receiving the money.

"Your station also needs to check how the money is used, so that no one takes advantage of the situation and spends it on themselves."

"Alright, you've got guts, I'm rooting for you. Okay, that's settled then."

I'll do this when you come to work the day after tomorrow.

I'll keep an eye on things for you, don't worry.

Qi Desheng wasn't someone who valued money too much. He and his group of soldiers, who had survived countless wars, had their own ideals and aspirations.

But he was very different from the official he became twenty years later.

After talking with Qi Desheng, Yang Dalin bid farewell to Qi Desheng and hurried to see his young wife, Sister Yan.

Sister Yan probably already heard from her other colleagues that Yang Dalin was back.

I've been eagerly waiting in the dispatch room for a long time.

When Yang Dalin arrived, Gong Xuemei and her sister-in-law exchanged a few words, and then she made an excuse to go to the toilet.

The office was left to Yang Dalin.

Look how perceptive Sister Xuemei is.

Yang Dalin planned to bring his sister-in-law some more gifts later.

The young couple, deeply in love, poured out their hearts to each other in the dispatch room, where no one else was around.

……

……

(The above is omitted for brevity; the fifth brother, who has been single for many years, is not very good at describing this kind of scene.)

The main problem is that I don't have much experience.

(Use your imagination.)

It wasn't until Gong Xuemei returned that she saw Qi Yanhua with a flushed face.

Her strange smile made Qi Yanhua even more shy.

Yang Dalin took out some gifts he had bought before, such as face creams for women and toys for children, and gave them to Sister-in-law Xuemei before fleeing in panic.

Yang Dalin went to the station to chat with Brother Tian and the others, and after distributing cigarettes and candy from China, he went home with Ma San and Sister Yan.

During the conversation, Yang Dalin learned that when the meat was distributed to everyone, almost no one knew that it was Yang Dalin who had obtained it.

It seems that Brother Sheng kept it a secret.

The quantity was so large that I initially thought it was allocated by the government.

That's good, it's best if most people don't know, and of course they don't know that Yang Dalin would have the opportunity to have so much money.

Even if only a few people know, there's nothing that can be done, since that money needs to be used. Hopefully, Brother Sheng can also shut those accountants up.

However, keeping it completely secret is probably impossible.

Some people will naturally find out.

Yang Dalin, Ma San, and Sister Yan rode their bikes home slowly together.

On the way, Ma San and Sister Yan both mentioned that Brother Sheng had given his family 100 jin of good meat.

Sister Yan was worried that since other employees only received a few kilograms, there might be a problem with our family receiving so much.

Yang Dalin comforted her, "Sister Yan, San'er, don't worry about this, just eat without worry."

This batch of meat is a separate reward for completing my mission; no one will gossip about it. But let's keep a low profile at home.

Upon hearing that it was a reward for Yang Dalin completing the mission, Sister Yan was no longer so worried.

Yang Dalin decided not to tell the two of them about the large reward, so as not to scare them further.

Who can blame them for having too much money?