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

"What? Is this real?"

Director Hou looked at the intelligence that Yang Dalin had obtained.

Two important intelligence reports: one was that the US was supporting Suharto's coup and that there was a high possibility of a large-scale massacre of Chinese people.

The second report contained intelligence that Hong Kong Island would seek opportunities to target and acquire Chinese-owned banks.

After Yang Dalin repeatedly assured him, Director Hou asked him many more details.

When Director Hou received the news that it was very likely true, he was also very angry.

He slammed his hand on the table: "Damn it, these bastards need to be taught a lesson."

"Yes, Director, why don't you submit the intelligence and make some suggestions to the higher-ups? We can fight against the US and aid Korea, fight against the US and aid Vietnam, and even fight against the US and aid India."

If all else fails, Director Hou can suggest it to the higher-ups again, and I'll go too.

So many overseas Chinese supported our resistance against Japan back then, we can't let ourselves be too pathetic this time, or it will be too disheartening.

If we can't do it ourselves, then we can secretly support them in building a country with a predominantly Chinese population.

We can also sell some weapons and ammunition.

Don't refuse to take the money.

It's not good to just give them away for free; we can sell them to them at cost price or with a small profit.

Then give them more instructors.

Otherwise, if we keep giving it away for free, we really can't afford it with our current financial situation.

We can give away the first batch for free, and then charge for the rest.

"When we're better off in the future, we'll support them more."

Yang Dalin planned to rob their national treasury and banks, as well as all the foreign-owned ones, since they wouldn't be short of money then.

With a scoundrel like Yang Dalin around, how could we possibly be short of money?

Let's indirectly support the domestic situation.

The people in our country are so poor they're practically urinating blood.

"Yes, I will report this matter. As for whether you can go or not, we'll wait for your notification."

You should go home and rest for a while.

"How long has it been since you last studied Korean? May Day is almost here, aren't you going to the Korean Peninsula?"

Yang Dalin slapped his forehead: "I almost forgot."

I do need to go to North Korea during the May Day holiday.

Yang Dalin then said, "Then I'll study the language for a while longer, then go to the peninsula during the May Day holiday, and after that, you can send me to Java."

Oh, and could you also help me find a teacher who speaks Indonesian? I'd like to plan ahead.

Don't go, you won't understand anything anyway.

After hearing this, Director Hou wanted to kick him: "We haven't even given you any orders yet, and you're already thinking ahead."

I'll try to find you a teacher later. There are quite a few overseas Chinese who have returned from there, so arranging a teacher for you shouldn't be a problem.

Get lost! Seeing you always brings bad luck.

"Alright, I'm off."

As soon as Yang Dalin turned around, Director Hou's sinister voice came from behind him: "Bring two more bottles of that wine."

Yang Dalin asked in surprise, "No, didn't you say you don't drink it, that you're rarely home, and that you don't need it? Could it be that you, Director Hou, are...?"

"What kind of look is that? I don't go home often, but I'm tired."

I just finished a busy two weeks without a single day off, and I was just thinking of taking a half-day break when you came back. And you've given me this big task again.

You said I was tired, could I have a drink?

Strengthening the body and improving blood circulation?

"Yes, that's perfect! Should Tiger take me back and bring it to you, or should I bring it next time?"

"Have Xiaohu deliver it to you and then bring it to me."

I'm afraid you'll forget next time. By the way, could you send more at once? Sending just two bottles at a time is too much trouble.

"cannot."

"Hmm..." Director Hou glared.

Yang Dalin quickly said, "No, Director Hou, I don't have much wine. The ingredients are hard to come by, and we have to supply so many people. Look, there's you, our minister, Minister Duan, my brother Sheng, my brother Tian, ​​my uncles from the armored forces compound, and my uncles from the navy compound."

Each of these people drinks alcohol every month.

I can barely afford it anymore.

"You've got some nerve! Do you think we don't know how many large vats of wine you have?"

When you went to India last time, did you kill a few tigers?

I don't believe you for a second. Go and get it for me right now.

I won't take your money for nothing; I'll send you a tiger bone and tiger penis later.

Your job is to soak it into liquor.

"Alright, alright, since you're the boss, I'll give you two extra bottles this time. Bye, Director."

After saying that, Yang Dalin quickly ran away.

If we don't run now, they might ask for more.

Yang Dalin doesn't really lack these things.

He also has more than a dozen tiger bones and tiger penises in his space.

However, there's something else I can add to this trip to North Korea.

There are tigers over there too, and Korean ginseng as well; you can gather more of those as well.

Leaving it to them would only be a disaster.

It's better to bring more back.

Gao Xiaohu first took Yang Dalin to his new house.

It was already past 8 p.m., and Yuan Qiao was still staying here to look after the house for Yang Dalin.

Upon seeing that Yang Dalin had returned, they insisted that Yang Dalin stay the night, and the two brothers had a long talk.

Yang Dalin had no time to pay attention to him; he was in a hurry to go home to see his aunt and Sister Yan.

Tell him we'll talk tomorrow.

There's no need to report to the office now; you can go tomorrow.

Then he went into the cellar and took out a few bottles of wine.

Then he and Gao Xiaohu got into a car and left.

Gao Xiaohu escorted Yang Dalin all the way to the entrance of No. 95 courtyard.

Yang Dalin invited him to sit down, but Gao Xiaohu declined.

He said he was too busy and would come when he had time off.

Yang Dalin could only watch them leave.

However, he did send some ordinary good wine and cigarettes to Gao Xiaohu.

Yang Dalin, carrying the large backpack that Captain Jing had delivered to Director Hou, knocked on the door.

There was nothing I could do; I got home after 9 p.m., and everyone was getting ready to sleep. The front door was already locked from the inside.

Grandpa Qi opened the door. He had just fallen asleep, but when he saw that Yang Dalin had returned, he happily welcomed him in.

Yang Dalin offered Grandpa Qi a cigarette.

I exchanged a few simple pleasantries with Grandpa Qi.

Only then did I get home.

Just as I was about to knock on the door, I sensed Yan Bugui peeking out from behind the curtains at the bedroom window.

Yang Dalin suddenly turned around and ran a few steps toward Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui was so startled that he cried out "Ouch!" and squatted down on the ground.

Yang Dalin laughed heartily, then turned around and knocked on his own front door.

Soon a voice came from inside the house: "Who is it?"

That's Aunt Qi's voice.

Yang Dalin called out, "Auntie, it's me. I'm back from my business trip."

"Ah, Dalinzi is back, I'm coming right away."

Soon, Qi Yanhua and Qi Xiaoning, who had just fallen asleep, got dressed and happily welcomed Yang Dalin in.

As soon as he sat down, his aunt excitedly asked, "Dalinzi, have you eaten? Are you hungry? You must not have eaten yet. I'll go make you some food."

Okay, this is the question my auntie always asks, and it's also the most heartwarming one.

Yang Dalin deliberately didn't eat dinner that night, otherwise he wouldn't have been hungry.

He said, "Auntie, it's too late, don't work too hard. Just make me a pot of noodles."