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

Let's wait until things change and open up in the future.

Now that the land can be contracted out, Yang Dalin plans to build a small courtyard in his hometown of Lishuhang.

I occasionally come back to stay in the spring.

The surrounding area has thousands of acres of pear blossoms, which are quite beautiful.

Or, like Mr. Qian, who loves getting his hair permed, he could lease some land in the rural mountainous areas around Beijing and raise some pets.

I suggest that Uncle Jin Hai raise some bees and see if he can get some honey.

Honey is a great thing at this time of year.

However, in my hometown, pear blossoms, apple blossoms, apricot blossoms, and peach blossoms only bloom in spring, and there aren't many wildflowers in summer.

He didn't have any extra sugar to feed the bees, so it was a bit difficult.

Let Master Jin Hai take a look at it later.

If that doesn't work, try raising a smaller number.

The next day, Yang Dalin carried the divided cloth and other gifts and visited every household in the Yang family.

Everyone was very polite when Yang Dalin came to their door.

Although Yang Dalin doesn't spend much time in his hometown anymore.

But he is the most successful now.

They brought gifts again. Yang Dalin had secretly given us meat yesterday, so how could we not be polite?

Fortunately, none of the Yang family members were overly greedy.

Some people are even noticeably afraid of him.

This kind of situation is quite normal.

Who told him to now have a Beijing residency permit, earn a lot of money, and be able to drink with the village headman?

Some people may feel that poor relatives are inferior.

However, Yang Dalin was very polite to everyone and did not have that arrogant feeling.

After all, I've spent most of my past and present lives in the countryside, so what makes me superior to others?

If Yang Dalin truly forgets his roots, he will despise himself.

After spending most of the day in the village, Yang Dalin decided to return home in the afternoon.

The main problem is that it's not very convenient to stay at night, and Jin Haiye's house is also limited in size.

It's not convenient to hide in the space to rest.

Yang Dalin felt embarrassed and decided to just stay in his car.

Now that we're home, how can we stay in the car instead of at home?

Otherwise, it would be like disliking someone else's home.

So Yang Dalin quickly said he had something else to do and left.

He told his second grandmother that he would come back to visit again when he had time.

After driving a distance, Yang Dalin switched to a light jeep.

Later, when we arrived in Handan, we transferred to a train.

They didn't return to Beijing until the morning of the next day.

Upon returning to Beijing, I immediately went to report to Director Hou.

When Director Hou saw him return, he was quite surprised: "Why are you back so late? The head steward and the others have been back for over a month."

Why haven't they contacted me since then?

Yang Dalin had already prepared his reason: "Director, how can I compare to the chief steward?"

The head manager's team went by chartered plane, but how did I get there?

I can't meet with people, and I can't let them know I exist.

Others can charter a plane to leave, but what about me?

I could only ride donkeys and camels, and later I took cars and boats. I didn't understand the language of many of the locals, and I got lost several times in the desert. I was constantly on the move, and I had to be careful to disguise my true identity so that people wouldn't find out.

Can you imagine how difficult my journey was?

And Africa is so far away, do you know how difficult my journey was?

How can I contact you when I'm mostly on the road?

Also, you've never reimbursed me for any expenses when you send me on missions.

Director Hou didn't believe Yang Dalin's nonsense at all, and said directly, "Are you sure you can keep up with all this complaining? I don't believe a word you say. You're having a great time out there, and besides, how could you be broke? If you were broke, how could you bring back so much stuff from your hometown?"

"Did you know I went back to my hometown?"

"Otherwise what? I don't know about the many things you've done abroad, but how could I not know about things domestically?"

You want me to reimburse your expenses? Forget it. Don't think I don't know you're not short of money.

I should congratulate you on your fortune!

Europe was in such chaos recently, didn't you take the opportunity to steal some of your funding?

And when you went to Java, did you not try to get some pocket money from those anti-China forces?

Do you think I believe you don't have the funds?

Yang Dalin thought to himself, "Why does this sound just like Li Yunlong's brigade commander? Why does he like to congratulate people on getting rich?"

He scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and said, "Haha, you know that director? He didn't make a fortune; I just helped out with some activity funds."

I'm so poor I'm practically peeing blood.

"You've got to be kidding me. I knew you were planning to go abroad and cause trouble. You definitely did a lot of trouble there."

Okay, let's put everything else aside. For your two trips abroad, you should hand over half of your illegal gains. My intelligence agents abroad are short of funding.

Consider it your contribution.

"No way, Director, half is too much. Are you robbing me?"

"How about 30%?"

"No, at least half to eighty percent. Robbery is much faster than earning money yourself."

"Fine, you don't have to hand it over, just don't go on missions abroad next time."

Yang Dalin deliberately tried to out-cough with Director Hou, then said, "Fine, fine, Director, you're ruthless. I'll hand it over, I'll hand it over, I'll hand over 100,000 US dollars."

"One hundred thousand? You're trying to fob me off like a beggar! It should be at least five hundred thousand!"

"I don't have 500,000, at most 200,000."

"Four hundred and fifty thousand,"

"Three hundred thousand,"

"Four hundred thousand,"

"Three hundred and eighty thousand,"

"make a deal."

Well, I bid too high.

Director Hou chuckled, twirling his fingers. "When will it arrive?"

"I'll write you a check, and someone can collect it from the Hong Kong Island Bank later. I can't possibly bring that much money back with me."

I brought it back but can't use it.

"Okay, you're really something, you even have a checkbook."

Looks like they've really made a lot of money.

"You can't blame me, Director. We went to Java first, then Europe, and finally Africa. You didn't give me a single penny of funding. If you don't give me funding, I have to rely on myself."

"I know your capabilities. By the way, getting funding is one thing, but ordinary people shouldn't get involved. Don't leave any evidence against you, and be mindful of discipline."

"Don't worry about that, Director. They were all robbed from local gangs or seized from other forces."

You should know about the triads on Hong Kong Island; there are quite a few there.

The first time I went there, I encountered some scumbags selling drugs, so I took care of them and seized some of their stuff.

Later, I used this method to secure funding.

"Okay, that's a good idea."

However, you should also be careful and avoid getting into serious trouble with the locals.

It will put you in danger while carrying out your mission.

"Yes, I understand, Director."

"By the way, tell me what's going on in Europe this time?"

"Their intelligence organizations aren't fighting because of you, are they?"

Yang Dalin was surprised that Director Hou knew so much, but since he was in charge of a department that was responsible for foreign intelligence organizations, it was normal for him to know.

Yang Dalin certainly couldn't admit it.

He simply said, "How could that be, Director? They had a minor disagreement before I even arrived."

I guess it was because they were robbing something. Later I found out it was because they were robbing World War II treasures from the Hans.

But who knew, the fight only got fiercer, until they were practically brainwashed.

When I saw it, I thought the more chaotic it was, the better.

So I added some fuel to the fire.

They attracted the attention of the bald eagle forces that were eyeing our business delegation.

Then I took advantage of the situation and embezzled some funds.

"I just got it, it wasn't even warm yet, and you've already taken almost 80% of it."