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

When Yang Dalin returned home in the evening, he was surprised to find several uninvited guests.

There were many people gathered in front of the Qi family's house. Yang Dalin asked everyone to make way before he could squeeze into the house.

They found seven or eight people standing in the living room, including Yan Bugui who was standing with them.

Aunt Qi got home earlier than Yang Dalin today.

These people surrounded the Qi family and He Yushui, chattering away.

When Yang Dalin walked in, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Yang Dalin told Qi Xiaoning to take the bag he had brought to the inner room first.

Then he asked Qi Yanhua, who was red with anger and still holding a rolling pin, "Sister Yan, what's wrong?"

Sister Yan is really something, she's ready to fight! I didn't expect her to be such a fiery person, she's not afraid of anything.

Qi Yanhua said in a low voice, "They are the family members of the three people who were arrested yesterday. They came to us to write some kind of letter of understanding. The old man across the street is also speaking up for them."

Yang Dalin nodded, looking at the seven or eight people in front of him, as well as a group of neighbors watching.

Yang Dalin said to Aunt Qi, "Auntie, leave it to me, I'll handle it."

Aunt Qi nodded, and Yang Dalin asked Xiaoning to pour her a glass of water and help her sit down.

It seems Aunt Qi was quite angry.

Unexpectedly, these actions angered a woman in her twenties on the other side, who immediately retorted: "Who are you? Are you the one who hit my brother? Hurry up and write the settlement agreement, don't waste time."

"There are so many of us waiting, and this family is so rude. They didn't even offer us a seat or a cup of tea."

Upon hearing this, Yang Dalin immediately realized that this guy was a complete idiot.

Yang Dalin snatched the rolling pin from Sister Yan's hand.

This rolling pin is about 70 or 80 centimeters long, made of jujube wood, and very sturdy.

He slammed his hand on the octagonal table, making a loud "thud" that startled everyone.

"Get out of here, all of you! Trespassing on private property without the owner's permission will result in death."

As he spoke, Yang Dalin began to swing the rolling pin.

All the outsiders who were originally in the room retreated outside.

Two of them almost tripped.

Old Man Yan remained where he was, looking at the freakish Yang Dalin: "Dalin, I am your third uncle."

Yang Dalin pretended not to hear and continued to wave the rolling pin seemingly frantically.

Seeing that Yang Dalin was about to go crazy, Yan Bugui had no choice but to also leave the house.

Yang Dalin stood in front of the threshold: "If you have something to say, say it outside the door in front of everyone in our yard. Anyone who dares to enter my house without my permission should not blame me for the rolling pin in my hand."

No sooner had Yang Dalin finished speaking than the brainless woman opposite him spoke up again: "What, you dare to hit someone? You country bumpkin, try hitting me and see if my family doesn't kill you."

Unfortunately, no sooner had she finished speaking than Yang Dalin granted her request.

"Slap!" A slap landed on the other person's face, giving them no chance to dodge.

She couldn't get out of the way because there were people surrounding her.

"As you all saw, she started by swearing, then threatened me, and looked down on us peasant folks from the countryside. I told her to watch her mouth; I was just trying to help her and prevent her from making any more verbal mistakes. Your family should thank me!"

The woman was stunned by the blow, but when she came to her senses, she tried to throw a tantrum, but was restrained by a couple in their forties or fifties.

The man, who was in his forties or fifties, shouted, "That's enough, stop fooling around."

The woman was pulled along, and she became a little more obedient at this point, but she still glared fiercely at Yang Dalin.

The middle-aged man, dressed in a neat Zhongshan suit with a pen tucked into his right pocket, looked like a junior cadre. He said, "Comrade Yang, right? I am Li Jianjun's father, who was beaten yesterday. I've come today to seek reconciliation."

"Can you make this decision?"

Yang Dalin glanced back at Aunt Qi, who nodded.

Yang Dalin said, "I can make the decision, but I don't know which one is Li Jianjun. And don't put it so nicely. Your children deserved to be beaten. They are criminals who were arrested by the police station, not just beaten by me. Besides, I beat them in self-defense."

As soon as Yang Dalin finished speaking, the two couples opposite them, along with several other people who had come with them, began to speak.

"Nonsense, our child was just playing around with you."

"That's right, it's just kids playing around, it's not that serious."

"Yeah, they're just kids, they're just being silly, don't make it sound so serious!"

"That's right. You're a refugee without a registered residence, yet you dare to hit a city kid. You might have started it."

"That's right, they might just want something in return."

With everyone talking at once, it seems these people are quite good at making trouble. Whatever kind of child they have, the parents are partly to blame.

Moreover, this group is even planning to turn the tables and force me to write a letter of forgiveness.

I don't know how they found out about my family's property; it seems someone in the police station tipped them off.

Yang Dalin tapped the rolling pin again: "Shut up, all of you. It seems I need to tell you what happened yesterday. You're not good at anything else, but you're quite good at making trouble. Instead of trying to get your children to confess and cooperate with the police, you dare to come and besiege my house."

Looks like I'd be doing you a disservice if I didn't call the police.

"No, no, Comrade Yang, let's talk this out. Tell me what you need, or let's go inside and talk," said Li Jianjun's father.

After Yang Dalin finished speaking, he gave Yan Bugui a wink.

Because Yang Dalin saw him wink, but didn't see who he was winking at.

But then it was Yan Bugui's turn to speak.

Then it's not hard to guess.

Yan Bugui stepped forward again: "Dalin, these are just kids making a fuss. Please give your third uncle some face and come inside to talk. What kind of behavior is this, making a scene outside?"

Everyone's laughing at your family. You can discuss your demands!

Since your family hasn't suffered any losses, why not make some more demands to secure your gains?

His aunt, don't you think so?

Damn, Yan Bugui definitely took bribes from the other party.

Damn it, the three old men in this courtyard don't speak up for the people in their own courtyard, but instead speak up for outsiders, specifically the family members of criminals.

He only cares about benefits and wants things. It's better not to give face to such a person. In the last sentence, he also tried to sow discord between Yang Dalin and Aunt Qi, meaning that the matter should be decided by the adults and not by Yang Dalin.

"Third Uncle, you are the Third Uncle of this courtyard. It's one thing if you don't speak up for the people in our courtyard, but you also speak up for outsiders. Why can't you say things in front of everyone? Is this how you act as the Third Uncle? I think you should step down as soon as possible and stop making a fool of yourself here."

Several neighbors in the courtyard, including Grandpa Qi, Li Jianguo, and Grandpa Zhao, chimed in to support him.

"Exactly, damn it, how could you do this?"

"Yes, what can't be said in front of the whole hospital?"

"Yes, and they even insisted on going inside to ask if Old Man Yan had accepted gifts from others."

"They accepted it. My son saw it. The leader gave Old Man Yan a big bag of stuff, and Yan's second son secretly took it home."

"I knew it! Old Yan is the kind of person who's always looking for a bargain."

At this time, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Jia Dongxu, and several other people from the steel rolling mill went home after get off work.

Seeing so many people gathered around the west wing in the front yard.

Yi Zhonghai stepped forward: "What's going on? Why are you all surrounding the Qi family? Who are you?"