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

Liu Haizhong thought about it and realized that it made sense; he had indeed felt uncomfortable staying at the Qi family's house.

If a woman really starts crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide, what do you think you should do?

It's easier to talk to men.

Even if they get angry, they're not afraid to argue.

Who told me to be the second oldest man in the courtyard?

"Yes, it's indeed inconvenient to speak at the Qi family's place. If the Qi family lets Yang Dalin make the decision, I think it will be much easier. Let's go then."

"Walk."

When the two arrived at Sha Zhu's house, they lifted the curtain and went straight inside.

This time, they didn't even knock on the door.

Inside the house, Yang Dalin and Shazhu were drinking with just two dishes.

The two men were sitting facing the door and immediately saw Yi and Liu.

Yang Dalin dislikes people who lack a sense of boundaries.

He walked in without knocking, but seeing that Sha Zhu didn't say anything, he, as a guest, couldn't say anything either.

Sha Zhu and Yang Dalin quickly stood up. Sha Zhu said, "Uncle One and Uncle Two are here. Come and have a drink with us."

Liu Haizhong noticed that there was only one peanut and one stir-fried radish he had brought from the cafeteria on the table.

There were only two dishes, and not even an egg.

"Alright, Zhuzi, I see you have wine and food here. I'll go ask your second aunt to fry two eggs and add some dishes. We can have a drink together today."

Seeing that Sha Zhu was already dazed from drinking, Yi Zhonghai quickly pulled Liu Haizhong back, as Liu Haizhong really wanted to drink too.

"We're here to discuss business; let's drink another day."

Liu Haizhong stopped in his tracks.

"Hey, Zhu Zi, let's not drink today. Tomorrow, I'll cook a dish and bring some wine, and you, the old man, can also order some food. You'll be in charge of cooking, and the four of us can have a drink tomorrow, how about it?"

If you talk to Sha Zhu nicely, he generally won't act recklessly.

"Alright, Second Uncle, First Uncle, let's have a meal together tomorrow. My resources are limited, so let's put together some dishes. I'll be in charge of cooking."

The two men sat down, and Yang Dalin picked up the thermos and made a cup of tea for the two old men.

Sha Zhu used to cook for people, and his family collected a lot of tea leaves.

He probably saved it all up; he likes to brew a pot of tea in a teacup when he cooks.

When cooking at a high-ranking official's house, they even bring their own tea leaves.

Seeing that Yang Dalin had already brewed the tea, Yi Zhonghai was finally able to have a sip.

I didn't drink a drop of water at my second uncle's house or the Qi family's house.

I've been talking quite a bit, and my mouth is really dry.

The tea is from Sha Zhu's family. Yang Dalin picked up the Daqianmen tea from the table; it was one he had bought.

No matter what, when someone comes to your home, you should still show basic courtesy by making tea and offering a cigarette.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong thought to themselves, "This Da Linzi is quite polite; at least he has the demeanor of a junior."

Speaking to Qi Yulan in the Qi family was indeed oppressive.

Hopefully things will go smoothly later, but now there's this silly Zhu. He's fine when he's not acting recklessly, but once he does, he's a real handful.

Liu Haizhong thought it would be better for the old man to speak first, mainly because he didn't approve of what Lao Yan had done.

That's disgraceful to an old man like me.

The two old men knew perfectly well whether Lao Yan's salary was low or not, they just didn't want to say it outright.

However, it is true that Lao Yan's salary is lower than theirs.

Liu Haizhong is currently a level 6 fitter earning 72.3 yuan a month, while Yi Zhonghai is a level 7 fitter earning 84.5 yuan a month, plus some subsidies.

They are indeed much better off than Yan Bugui.

In addition, Yan Bugui had four children, so compared to Lao Shuo, his family's conditions were indeed poor.

Seeing that Liu Haizhong didn't speak, Yi Zhonghai also cleared the wine from the table and poured tea.

We can't just keep staring at each other like that.

He had no choice but to speak up himself: "Zhuzi, Dalin, it was really embarrassing for Second Uncle and me to come to see you two today."

Sha Zhu interrupted Yi Zhonghai before he could even think of anything, saying, "Uncle, just say what you need to say, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Yang Dalin knew without even guessing what these two people wanted.

He did not speak.

"Zhu Zi, Da Lin, we're here today because of Teacher Yan."

Upon hearing this, Sha Zhu slammed his fist on the table: "Grandma, Teacher Yan? What a load of rubbish! I'm already being lenient by not beating Yan Jie to a pulp today."

What else could he possibly be doing? All he did was get taken away by the police station for investigation. As a teacher, a neighbor, and a respected figure in the same courtyard, what kind of rubbish did he do?

"His family matters are out of the question."

See, this is Sha Zhu.

He doesn't care who you are; if he doesn't like something, he won't give face to anyone who comes to the yard.

He had told He Yushui that even if the three old men went alone, none of them could make a difference.

Unless all three of them come at once.

Once his inner strength kicked in, he didn't care whether he was an old man or a second old man.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Yang Dalin.

Yang Dalin tugged at Sha Zhu, who had just slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

"Brother Zhu, sit down first, don't rush, let's see what Uncle Yi and Uncle Er have to say."

Sha Zhu then angrily sat down.

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Yang Dalin with satisfaction.

This child is small but calm, no wonder Qi Yulan put him in charge of the household.

That's such a good kid.

Should we put in some effort and take him to the steel rolling mill to be an apprentice?

Dongxu is a filial son, but he's not very bright.

I'm a level 7 fitter, about to reach level 8. I think Deputy Factory Director Yang will give me that much face.

(In 60, Lao Yang was still a deputy factory director, not yet the factory director.)

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai was a little dazed, Yang Dalin quickly interrupted Yi Zhonghai's reverie: "Uncle, Brother Zhu is worried about his sister and is a little anxious. Please speak slowly."

Yi Zhonghai then came to his senses: "Okay, Zhuzi, don't rush. Dalin, I just went to your house. Your aunt said that you are in charge of your family affairs. Can you make those decisions?"

"able."

Yang Dalin had already discussed this matter with Qi Yulan and others before it came to light.

He knew all along that someone would definitely come to plead for him later that night.

Qi Yulan obtained the consent of Yanhua, Xiaoning, and Yushui.

So he handed the matter over to Dalinzi.

Yang Dalin had just told Sha Zhu everything when he came to Sha Zhu's house.

So what was originally four dishes on the table became two.

Of course, Sha Zhu was faking it too.

The two had already planned it out; one would play the good cop and the other the bad cop.

Killing Yan Bugui is impossible; that old man always knows how to play the victim.

Besides, it's hard to define this matter clearly.

He can absolve himself of most of the responsibility by simply insisting that the gifts were temporarily left at their house and that they hadn't been touched.

If those things are really moved, we can make a big one.

It's just that this matter came to light earlier than expected.

However, this was revealed directly by the shrewish older sister of a petty hoodlum, so it couldn't be kept secret any longer.

Otherwise, Yang Dalin really wanted to make things even tougher on Yan Laokou.

In that case, getting some compensation from Yan Laokou wouldn't be bad.

Yi Zhonghai finally revealed his purpose.

The text also recounts the Yan family's difficulties, including their four children.

Yang Dalin hadn't spoken yet.

Sha Zhu immediately leaked the information he had learned from Yang Dalin.

Sha Zhu thought it was better for him to say it.

"Uncle, Uncle, does Old Man Yan really only make 27.5 yuan a month?"

If he doesn't provoke me, I'm too lazy to expose him; after all, life isn't easy for anyone these days.

But as far as I know, he earns about 42.5 yuan a month, right?