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

Yang Dalin and Aunt Qi had discussed it when they arrived in the morning.

Don't keep too many chickens in the yard.

The chicken coop in the courtyard is big enough to house six hens.

Their family, along with Qi Desheng's family and Tian Xueyi's family, also raised two dogs each, thanks to the help of their yard.

Both families have many children and need to provide them with extra nutrition.

Yang Dalin's family currently has no very young children or very old people, and with two old hens laying eggs, they have more than enough.

Yang Dalin also found a way to feed the chickens.

Therefore, Yang Dalin was not worried that the two or six well-fed hens would not lay eggs frequently.

Pigs are out of the question. You can't raise pigs in the city. Even if you do raise them secretly, there are residential houses all around. What if they get stolen and eaten before they even grow up?

Yang Dalin doesn't have to go to work today, so the task of buying old hens has been assigned to him. He also needs to buy other vegetable seeds and some small farm tools.

Yang Dalin said, "Don't worry, Auntie, I guarantee there won't be any problems."

I guarantee you'll see six hens in the coop when you come home from get off work.

Others are either going to school or going to work.

Yang Dalin went to see the Korean language teacher in the morning to learn, and after the lesson, he told him the story from yesterday.

The teacher was very interested when he heard this.

The teacher is a very good person. He said he would write the article and would put his name first, making him a co-author.

The lion's share of the royalties would go to Yang Dalin.

Upon hearing this, one can tell that this teacher is far more of a good person than Yan Bugui.

To keep a low profile, Yang Dalin declined to agree to co-sign the article.

I'll accept half of the payment for the article.

Not a single word was mentioned.

And what about Yan Bugui from courtyard number 95?

He hasn't given up yet; he's actually come up with this idea.

He saw that Yang Dalin's family had left early in the morning and asked a few children in the yard.

Unfortunately, all the children had received Li Guorui's instructions and candy.

No one told him.

After arriving at the school, Yan Bugui came up with a good idea.

It's inconvenient to ask in the courtyard, but isn't it easy once we get to the school?

When class starts later, I'll have the children in the yard share the stories they've heard recently.

That's fine.

As it turned out, these kids were all quite clever; they did tell stories, but unfortunately, none of them mentioned the story Yang Dalin had told yesterday.

In the end, Yan Bugui refused to believe in superstition and went to find Banggeng.

After class, Yan Bugui called Banggeng to his office.

"Hey, do you know the story Yang Dalin told yesterday?"

Explain it to the teacher once. If you explain it well, the teacher will give you a little red flower!

Banggeng is the kind of kid who'll dare to steal chickens in a couple of years.

Why would I be that stupid?

This kid is a bit clever.

Just say, "I know, but I can't say anything because someone gave me a benefit."

He doesn't want any little red flowers that he can't eat or drink.

Actually, Li Guorui and he didn't have a good relationship. He just told him not to tell anyone and didn't give him any candy.

However, he knew that the other children had accepted the candy and promised to keep it a secret from Yan Bugui.

So what he meant was that he wanted Yan Bugui to benefit even more.

Who cares about a little red flower?

Yan Bugui immediately understood what Bang Geng meant.

"Really? Well, if you tell me, how about I give you two candies?"

Banggeng kept his head down and remained silent.

"Three?"

The stalk hasn't moved yet.

Five?

"Okay then, it's settled then, how about I give you a dime?"

When Banggeng heard about the one-cent price, he was slightly tempted, but he felt that Yan Bugui was raising the price so quickly, so he wanted to hold him back.

Let's see if we can get more.

When Yan Bugui kept adding the price up to one yuan, Bang Geng knew that was about right.

One dollar is a big bill

Normally, his mother, Qin Huairu, would only give him a dime as pocket money.

One dollar is already a lot.

You can buy lots of delicious food now.

"Give me the money first, Teacher Yan, and then I'll write it down and give it to you after school, okay?"

Class is about to start.

Yan Bugui thought for a moment and realized that you can't catch a wolf without risking your child, and you can't catch a rogue without risking your wife.

Besides, he didn't know that he only heard half of the joke and already felt it was a sure thing.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Okay, I'll pay you first. But you have to give me the story after school, or I'll come looking for you at home."

After saying that, Yan Bugui stingily gave Bang Geng ten 10-cent bills.

The moment he handed it over, Yan Bugui clutched his chest.

It's clear that she's still very distressed.

Banggeng received a dollar and happily went back to the classroom.

He only heard half of the story; he didn't know the beginning, but he figured he could just make it up himself.

Since I'm not good at writing essays, I can just write out the general outline of the story.

So, in the following classes, Banggeng secretly started writing short essays that used a lot of pinyin.

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In the evening, Yang Dalin put the six hens he had bought from Uncle Duo into the chicken coop over there.

I put the new tools I bought in the tool shed and then left.

That evening, Yang Dalin gave Yi Zhonghai ten catties of meat and ten catties of eggs, and only charged Yi Zhonghai twenty yuan.

The price wasn't high, so Yi Zhonghai was naturally satisfied.

You can buy these for twenty yuan without a ticket; it's a real bargain.

Otherwise, you would have to spend at least thirty or forty yuan to buy these things on the black market.

Yi Zhonghai went back first, carrying a black leather bag from the Shanghai brand.

Yang Dalin returned after a while.

As soon as they approached the gate, they heard Yan Bugui and Qin Huairu arguing in the Intermediate Court.

Yang Dalin hurried inside to see what was going on.

It turned out that Yan Bugui was holding several sheets of white paper and blocking Qin Huairu's door.

Waving a piece of white paper in one hand, he shouted, "Qin Huairu, make your son pay back the money!"

Qin Huairu's face was bruised and battered. She stood on the doorstep like a shrew, one hand on her hip and the other pointing at Yan Bugui: "What money are you asking for? Why should I pay you back? Who owes your family money?"

"If you're willing to give it, why should you return the money to your family?"

The two argued incessantly, but dared not lay a hand on each other.

Yang Dalin watched the commotion from the sidelines. After a while, Yang Ruihua arrived.

Yan Bugui wouldn't dare to lay a hand on Qin Huairu, but Yang Ruihua would.

As soon as Yang Ruihua made his move, Jia Zhangshi also came out.

So the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had a big fight with Yang Ruihua.

Yan Bugui was also affected; his glasses, which he hadn't yet tied with white tape on his leg, were scratched off by Qin Huairu.

He was even stepped on by Qin Huairu.

Yan Bugui, having lost his glasses, couldn't see clearly, so he shouted, "Jie Cheng, help me find my glasses. Jie Kuang, Jie Fang, you two go and help your mother beat up those two unreasonable women."

A larger melee is imminent.

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai, who had hidden meat and eggs at home, came out.

He shouted, "Stop it, all of you! What are you trying to do?"

"Are you going to start a group fight? Jia Zhangshi, you'd better let go right now!"

That's right, this is what the scene looked like when Yi Zhonghai came out.

Qin Huairu fought Yang Ruihua one-on-one and held her own, even managing to pin Yang Ruihua to the ground, though the two were still pulling each other's hair.

Qin Huairu, having worked as a laborer for so long, still had some strength in her hands.

Yang Ruihua was old and physically weak, so he couldn't beat Qin Huairu.

Jia Zhangshi fought against two young men, Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiefang, all by herself. These two half-grown boys were usually hungry and were a little hesitant to deal with an old woman.

Jia Zhangshi grabbed his crotch with one hand.

The two were powerless to refute, and their faces had turned pale.