Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Xu Damao opened his eyes dazedly and felt waves of pain in his head.

"Didn't I take this chick I just met at the bar to find a place to eat? What the hell is this place?"

The blurry scene in front of him made Xu Damao feel as if he was in a dream. He seemed to be in a hazy world and everything became blurry.

He tried to shake his head, hoping to dispel the fog in front of his eyes. However, just as his vision became clearer, another strange memory flooded into his mind like a tide.

These memories were so strange that Xu Damao felt a splitting headache.

Xu Damao tried to resist the influx of these memories, but they were like an invisible hand, tightly grasping his thoughts.

He felt as if his brain was being torn apart. Countless images, sounds, and emotions intertwined in his mind, making it too much for him to bear.

At this painful moment, Xu Damao only felt that his consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, as if he was about to be overwhelmed by this strange memory.

His body became weak, he slowly closed his eyes and fell into darkness. At that moment, he seemed to have lost control of his body.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Damao woke up, but did not open his eyes. He just flipped through memories that did not belong to him in his mind.

"Xu Damao? He just got a job as a projectionist? Neighbor He Yuzhu? Uncle No. 1, Uncle No. 2, Uncle No. 3... The steel mill..."

"Have I traveled through time and space to the storyline of Birds in the Courtyard? And I have tragically become the villain Xu Damao in the play."

However, in Xu Damao's opinion, Xu Damao in the play was simply born in the wrong era.

With Xu Damao's ability, he would definitely be able to thrive after the reform and opening up.

"Oh no! According to what I know, this guy is infertile! It's over!"

Xu Maomao suddenly felt like crying but had no tears. He curled his lips, opened his eyes, and sat up straight.

He unzipped his pants and saw that his thing was quite big, much bigger than any he had before.

The thing is not small, but it cannot leave any descendants. Although it looks good and is useful, there are three unfilial acts, and the worst of them is to have no descendants. Xu Damao scratched his head in annoyance.

There was no one around him, of course, because it was already late at night.

"It is said that time travelers have golden fingers or something like that, so what is my golden finger?"

Xu Maomao muttered to himself, worrying about his infertility.

"The Time Traveler System has been activated. Due to the lack of energy in this space, we can only provide the host with a sustainable development space!"

There was an inexplicable voice in Xu Maomao's mind.

Speak of the devil, and he will appear. Whatever you think of will come true. Xu Maomao was very happy and decided to check what was in his space.

Xu Damao (from now on, the protagonist will no longer be called Xu Damao, but Xu Damao) silently said in his heart: "Enter the space!"

Xu Damao, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly disappeared, as if he had never been on the bed in the first place.

In a certain space, Xu Damao opened his mouth in surprise, looked at the dilapidated situation in front of him, and couldn't help but complain.

What kind of space is this? A few acres of land, a pond whose water is almost dried up, a broken thatched house... and the surrounding area is covered by a dark and thick fog.

“It’s really a sustainable space…very sustainable.”

Xu Damao spent another two minutes walking around and confirmed that there were only these things in this space. After not finding anything else, he sighed.

"System, are there any fish in this water? What can be grown in this field? And what is this black fog?"

Xu Damao asked a series of questions and then walked towards the dark foggy area. He couldn't resist his curiosity and poked the dark fog with his finger. As a result, he felt a needle-like pain and Xu Damao screamed and retracted his finger.

Looking at the small red dot on his finger that looked like a needle prick, Xu Damao kept blowing air on his finger.

"Of course there are fish in this pond, and there are quite a lot of them, and some of them are quite large."

"But there is not much water in it now. The host needs to get some water in. Also, the fish in this pond grow much faster than those outside. If there is enough water, these fish can grow up in a month."

"And these few plots of land are designed completely according to the farm game model on the Internet. The host can plant whatever he wants and harvest it every ten days."

"The harvested food can be stored in the granary. After each harvest, you can get a certain amount of points. The points can be used to expand the host's territory, which means you can build more farmland and houses, etc."

The system explained it to Xu Damao in detail.

"Okay! System, I have another question. I am currently suffering from infertility. Can you help me solve it?"

Xu Damao waited expectantly for the system's answer.

"The points in the space can be exchanged for various items. The medicine to treat your infertility is also in there. You can use your points to exchange. Okay, I have consumed too much energy. I will take a rest for a while. Don't call me within a hundred years. Even if you call me, I will ignore you!"

After saying that, the system disappeared.

“System! System! Get out! How the hell am I supposed to get out of this shitty place!”

Xu Damao called out loudly, but the system did not respond at all.

It seems that this dog system has really left me.

Xu Damao was not panicked at all, and silently said in his heart: "Leave the space."

Everything went dark before his eyes, and Xu Damao found himself in a dark room, still sitting on the bed.

It seems that I need to get some grain seeds, otherwise it would be a waste to leave such good land empty.

And in such an era, without mobile phones, computers, or the Internet, people's entertainment activities are very limited.

This space is a place where I can kill time when I have nothing to do.

Xu Damao looked at the red dots on his fingers that were caused by touching the edge of the system space, and his mind was filled with random thoughts.

Afterwards, the excited Xu Damao began to verify the various functions of this space. It turned out that as long as he could touch something, he could send it to his own space.

It would be more convenient to take things out of the space. Even if there is a distance between them, you can put the things inside into the outside world.

Xu Damao learned about this function of space by directly controlling a handful of weeds beside the pond in the real world, and then using his mind to control them and put them into the corner of the room.

Early the next morning, Xu Damao climbed out of bed, awkwardly put on the clothes thrown casually on the bedside, walked out of the room and came to the front yard. Because it was too early, there were not many people there. Only a woman with a big belly was washing clothes on the steps.

"Da Mao, go to work."

Before Xu Damao said hello, he heard a crisp voice and the woman who was washing clothes also raised her head.

"Yes, yes. I just took over the job of projectionist. I can't be careless."

Xu Damao replied with a smile, but he was muttering to himself:

"She has a pair of peach blossom eyes, a full forehead, and a round chin. She doesn't have the slightest trace of the later generations' knife-cut beauties. She is really a little beauty.

No wonder he could confuse a fool like He Yuzhu."

This woman was none other than Qin Huairu, the heroine of the original drama. Her innocent little face made Xu Damao's eyes light up.

"Fuck, the good cabbage was eaten by the pig!"

But when he saw Qin Huairu's bulging belly, Xu Damao's eyes, which had just lit up, suddenly dimmed half of their light. He casually said a few meaningless words to her and hurriedly left the courtyard.

Looking through the memories of his original body in his mind, Xu Damao walked towards the steel mill along a road that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

According to the original body's memory, it should be 1955 at this moment, and Qin Huairu is pregnant with a baby, which must be Banggeng. And I am in that beautiful and picturesque age - years old, just like a bud about to bloom. My mortal enemy He Yuzhu is now a chef in the steel mill, busy among pots and pans all day long.

"No, I can't be his mortal enemy in this life. Although he is stupid and foolish, his brute force is real.

Plus, his cooking skills are also real talent, maybe only someone with this kind of personality can cook such a good meal."

Xu Damao thought secretly as he hurried on his way.