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

Yan Bugui's words resonated with everyone.

It will definitely be convenient if anyone needs it in the future.

Yang Dalin knew that Yan Bugui was a foul-mouthed person.

Yang Dalin said, "No problem. If you ever have any urgent matters in the future, you can borrow it whenever I don't need it."

However, let's be clear: whoever borrows this and breaks it, you're responsible for fixing it. If the damage is severe, you'll need to pay for it back.

The onlookers nodded in agreement: "That's only right. If someone damages a new car, they should definitely compensate for the damage."

Some people also felt that since the car cost over 200 yuan extra, it was best not to lend it out unless necessary, as it was too expensive and they couldn't afford to pay for it if someone damaged it.

Unexpectedly, Yan Bugui spoke up again: "Hey, Dalinzi, I'm going to Zuojiazhuang tomorrow to exchange sweet potatoes. How about I use them for my family tomorrow?"

Yang Dalin knew that the old man had ill intentions.

He bluntly retorted, "Old Yan, if your hearing isn't working, go see a doctor. I already said I don't need it, but you can borrow it if you have an emergency. I'll be riding it to work tomorrow. I bought a bike, but I don't need it myself. I'll lend it to you to exchange for sweet potatoes in the countryside."

Am I supposed to run more than ten miles to work by myself?

Upon hearing the word "go to work," Sha Zhu immediately chimed in, "Bro, you said go to work, have you got your job sorted out?"

Yang Dalin said, "Yes, tomorrow is my first day at work. From now on, I'm a resident of Beijing."

Thank you everyone in the yard for taking care of me. I'll treat you all to a meal and drinks when things are better in the future, but I can't afford it now.

Among the onlookers, some were genuinely happy for Yang Dalin, some were envious, and some were even jealous.

However, everyone offered their congratulations to Yang Dalin out of politeness.

Yi Zhonghai, looking unhappy, still managed to ask, "Dalinzi, what kind of job did you find? Is it as good as the one at our steel rolling mill?"

Yang Dalin said, "Being a loader at the railway freight station is hard work, but at least I can have enough to eat, so I'm content."

Upon hearing this, everyone congratulated him, saying that no matter what, Yang Dalin now had a job and a fixed quota.

With Yang Dalin now in the Qi family, they can finally hold up the family's banner.

Sha Zhu continued playing support, saying to Yan Laokou, "Did you hear that, Teacher Yan? He works at the train station, which is more than ten miles away. He bought his own bike and doesn't even ride it. You think you can just lend him your brand new bike to ride around the countryside the next day? What a pipe dream!"

To everyone's surprise, Yan Bugui shamelessly continued, "Dalinzi just agreed that anyone in a hurry can borrow it. My family's need to exchange sweet potatoes is urgent, so why can't we borrow it?"

Yang Dalin sometimes really wanted to tear Yan Bugui's foul mouth apart. Yang Dalin said disdainfully, "Yan Bugui, you just had a conflict with my family. I'm not going to hold it against you because we're neighbors. I said that I can borrow it if I need it urgently, but going to work isn't urgent. It's your family's need to exchange sweet potatoes that's urgent."

I bought my own new car, but I don't ride it myself. I'm lending it to you to exchange for sweet potatoes. I'll run to work myself. Has your brain shrunk?

"If it's shriveled, just add some water, fill it up, don't spout nonsense."

These words amused the onlookers.

At this point, no one cared how Yang Dalin called Yan Bugui anymore.

Yi Zhonghai didn't correct him.

Yan Bugui continued confidently, "Dalin, don't you work with Lao Qi? Lao Qi has a handcart, right? You can go to the train station with him. That way, you'll save on the cart."

Upon hearing this, Yang Dalin laughed in anger, "You really know how to scheme!"

Then he said, "Uncle Qi has also found a job. He has to ride his own cart. It's not on my way. I have a bicycle. Why do I have to ride someone else's cart?"

Besides, when my family didn't have bicycles, how did your family get to exchange sweet potatoes? Did you take the bus?

Just to save on bus fare, you're asking me to give you my new car to ride?

The roads to the countryside are so bad, are you really not afraid of damaging my new car?

Why are you always so calculating? If you didn't scheme against me, we'd still be good neighbors, Mr. Yan. But if you do, sorry, I don't want to lend you the money!

Well, when everyone heard that Grandpa Qi had also gotten a job, their excitement exploded again, and they immediately went to find out what kind of job Grandpa Qi had found.

Nobody wanted to talk to Yan Bugui. Everyone could see that Yan was a really disgusting person. When Yang Dalin refused to lend him the money, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Yi Zhonghai wanted to say something, but then he thought that if he had a car, he wouldn't want to lend it out without riding it himself.

Fortunately, they didn't say anything.

Then I followed everyone to congratulate Grandpa Qi.

Only a few young people remained, still gathered around Yang Dalin's new car.

Seeing that Yang Dalin had made it clear that he wouldn't lend him the money, Yan Bugui had no choice but to slink home.

Yan Bugui thought filthyly, Yang Dalin was a loader, that kind of work could kill a person, and now he couldn't even get enough to eat. He hoped that Yang Dalin would die of exhaustion soon, so that he could buy the truck back at a low price.

Filled with hope, Yan Bugui went to have dinner with Yang Ruihua.

Yang Dalin handed out cigarettes to the remaining group again; he had already done it once earlier.

Yang Dalin also saw Xu Damao carrying a cloth bag, and Xu Damao reminded him, "Brother, don't forget later."

As Xu Damao spoke, he lifted his bag up a little higher.

Yang Dalin then remembered that Xu Damao had asked him to drink with him tonight.

Yang Dalin nodded: "I haven't forgotten. I'll come find you in a bit."

Sha Zhu knew about the agreement between the two. Although he felt a pang of sadness, he didn't say anything. Everyone watched for a while longer before reluctantly going home.

Yang Dalin noticed the envy in Jia Dongxu's eyes, but he wondered if Banggeng would get a beating if he found out what his son had done today.

Jia Dongxu offered Yang Dalin his congratulations in a very polite manner.

Yang Dalin naturally didn't give them a hard time.

Not getting along with her wife doesn't mean she has to put on a bad face towards Jia Dongxu.

Yang Dalin still had this much politeness. Just like in his previous life when he lived in the countryside, he would greet his neighbors when he met them on the road, even if they had conflicts with his parents.

Adults having disagreements isn't a matter of life and death; children should be polite, not ignore others.

The other party would politely agree and even invite them to their home.

In short, adults have their own conflicts, but they shouldn't involve the next generation.

Or you have a conflict with his wife, but it doesn't involve him or his wife in terms of saving face.

But those who are truly ignorant are an exception.

Jia Dongxu was obviously unaware of what had happened at home today. Since the person was genuinely congratulating him, Yang Dalin should accept it and not ignore them without reason.

So Yang Dalin offered Jia Dongxu a cigarette and they chatted for a few minutes.

After Yang Dalin pushed the car into the living room, everyone went home.

Yang Dalin packed half a pound of pig's head meat, six salted duck eggs, and a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes in his satchel before telling Aunt Qi and then going to find Xu Damao.