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

After dinner, Yang Dalin and the others were sent back home. When they got home, Yang Dalin showed the tickets he had received to his aunt and the others.

Yang Dalin explained his intentions: he would keep the bicycle ticket for himself and give the radio ticket to Grandpa Qi.

Aunt Qi agreed with Yang Dalin's approach and was prepared to take out the money so that Yang Dalin could buy the car tomorrow.

Yang Dalin said to wait a few days and not to be too high-profile in the next few days.

Yang Dalin was actually thinking about how to earn money. He wanted Aunt Qi to keep the money he had given her before, as he didn't want to spend the little money she had managed to save.

Qian Yangdalin still has a few dozen yuan left. He'll go check on the job situation tomorrow.

The next morning, Yang Dalin took his identification documents and two one-inch photos taken when he first arrived, and rode Grandpa Qi's tricycle to the train station.

Grandpa Qi walked to the nearest grain station in Nanluoguxiang by himself.

According to Grandpa Qi, he will basically say goodbye to pedaling the tricycle from now on, and Yang Dalin can use it for now.

If it weren't for the fact that Yang Dalin had gotten a bicycle ticket, Grandpa Qi would have given the tricycle to Yang Dalin.

Although Grandpa Qi accepted the radio ticket, he was still extremely grateful.

If I work until retirement age, I will receive a retirement pension.

That's great. Yang Dalin is such a sensible child. He's been a great help to me. He even included my name when he bought candy yesterday.

Grandpa Qi planned to properly thank Yang Dalin that evening.

Yang Dalin rode his bicycle to have breakfast first.

Then he told his temporary colleagues, who he used to work with often, that he and Grandpa Qi might not be working with them anymore.

Everyone could only feel sorry for them. Yang Dalin suggested that they find two more strong men, since they were used to working together as a team.

If you find two more people to work well together, you can still earn a good amount of money.

However, it's probably incomparable to the kind of work Yang Dalin does.

Yang Dalin made an appointment with them to have drinks together sometime before leaving.

It was almost eight o'clock in the morning when Yang Dalin finally went to the freight station's office building.

Unexpectedly, Yang Dalin met Qi Desheng, who was waiting for him, outside the door.

Yang Dalin took out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from his pocket, which he had used for signing in that morning, and lit one for Qi Desheng.

Qi Desheng offered him a cigarette, but without lighting it himself, he asked, "What's wrong? You don't smoke, yet you bought such good cigarettes?"

Yang Dalin said, "Brother Desheng, I smoke very little. This was bought to distribute to others. I smoke one occasionally."

Qi Desheng took a puff, glanced down at the cigarette and said, "Really? Kid, if you can avoid smoking, then don't. Let me tell you, cigarettes aren't a good thing."

As he spoke, he took the Daqianmen cigarettes that Yang Dalin had just opened from his hand and casually stuffed them into his pocket.

Yang Dalin laughed when he saw Qi Desheng's actions.

This really shows they consider themselves family.

Seeing Yang Dalin laugh, Qi Desheng, somewhat embarrassed and angry, said, "What's wrong? Can't I, as your older brother, even smoke a pack of cigarettes?"

Yang Dalin waved his hand and said, "No, it's because Brother Sheng treats me like family. How could I not want to part with my cigarette? I was just laughing. I still have another pack in my bag. Do you want some?"

Ignoring the stares of the people coming and going to work, Qi Desheng said in a low voice, "I'll give you a chance to show off. You can save it for later. Give it to me when we get to my office. Otherwise, it'll be troublesome if your sister-in-law sees you."

Well, he's still henpecked.

Yang Dalin asked him, "What's wrong, Brother Sheng? Does your wife work here too?"

Qi Desheng sighed, "Yeah, she's a dispatcher. Don't tell her you gave me cigarettes when you see her later, you know?"

Yang Dalin quickly gave a somewhat awkward salute: "Yes, I understand."

Qi Desheng was very satisfied with Yang Dalin.

He wasn't really unable to afford a pack of cigarettes; he was just testing the guy's character and ability to handle things.

Unexpectedly, Yang Dalin is quite adept at handling things and not petty at all. Yesterday, Aunt Qi said that when Yang Dalin comes, if he doesn't listen to her, he should be beaten or scolded as appropriate.

I didn't expect this kid to be so savvy and good at building relationships.

He had led many troops before, and he liked soldiers who were unpretentious, capable, and who were friendly with him in private.

Let's see how Yang Dalin behaves after he enters the building.

If they have the potential, I can nurture them properly.

Sure enough, after Qi Desheng led Yang Dalin into the office building, Yang Dalin started calling him Station Chief Qi.

Knowing how to address oneself by one's job title in formal settings is good; one is a bright and intelligent child.

Little did Qi Desheng know that Yang Dalin had been lectured by Qi Yulan for half the night before.

Yang Dalin knew a lot of things, but he couldn't pretend he knew everything.

I could only listen to my aunt's earnest instruction for a long time.

Qi Desheng took Yang Dalin to the personnel department to complete the employment procedures.

Yang Dalin's work permit now lists his occupation as worker.

The salary was set at Level 1 maintenance worker, 33 yuan a month. The job title was not listed as loader, only worker.

We were issued one set of winter uniforms and one set of summer uniforms.

They also provided sleeves, gloves, shoes, rain boots, and raincoats for working.

This is great perk. Qi Desheng took him on a tour, and when they returned to his office, he had someone call his wife over.

The tigress of the Qi family is named Gong Xuemei. She is a stunning young woman in her early thirties. The child that Yang Dalin rescued from the Gong family is the youngest son of Gong Xuemei's second brother.

I must say, Gong Xuemei is really quite beautiful.

Yang Dalin really wanted to say that it was a waste to put a beautiful flower in cow dung.

Gong Xuemei was very happy and polite when she met Yang Dalin, and she even brought him a gift, a watch ticket.

Having no choice but to accept it, Yang Dalin had no option but to swallow his pride and accept it.

Then, remembering that there were good things for checking in on social media, he took out a handful of White Rabbit milk candies and gave them to Gong Xuemei as a return gift.

Then, deliberately jokingly, he said, "Sister Xuemei, take it, don't be shy. Look, I accepted your watch ticket without any hesitation, just take it and eat. Sigh... what a pity."

Hearing Yang Dalin's words, Qi Desheng retorted angrily, "What do you mean by 'Sister Xuemei'? You should call her 'sister-in-law.' What's with that 'sigh'? What do you mean by 'what a pity'?"

Yang Dalin said with a grin, "It's nothing, it's nothing. I just thought Sister Xuemei was young and beautiful, no, no, she's my sister-in-law, she's my sister-in-law."

Gong Xuemei smiled, a smile that warmed people's hearts, and said with a grin, "Dalinzi, are you thinking it's a pity that your sister-in-law married that big black bear? Does it look like your sister-in-law is much younger than him?"

Are you also thinking of saying, "A beautiful flower stuck in cow dung?"

Yang Dalin nodded and said, "Yes, sister-in-law, that's exactly what I wanted to say. It's such a pity. By the way, do you have any younger sisters? I'm sixteen, male, unmarried, and will be seventeen after the New Year. If you do, please keep an eye out for me."

Gong Xuemei was amused by Yang Dalin and replied, "Haha, you're sixteen and still unmarried. How many sixteen-year-olds have you seen getting married in the city these days? My sister doesn't have any, but my cousins ​​do. I'll keep an eye out for you later."

A big black bear banged on the table: "Hey, you two, can you talk bad about me behind my back? I'm still here, you brat, just you wait. After your sister-in-law leaves, I'll find a chance to deal with you."

To everyone's surprise, Qi Desheng, who looked at the serious-faced, dark-faced bear demon, was startled by a sharp shout: "How dare you!" and sat back down immediately.