Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from the quilt on the bed, Xu Damao took a deep breath and felt comfortable~!

"Brother Damao, aren't you tired from riding your bike? Let me give you a leg massage."

"Well, don't get tired."

"What's so tiring about this? When we were at the landlord's house, we had someone to teach us how to do this. Besides, it's not very strenuous. It's much easier than working in the fields."

Cuinong is very confident in her skills.

"Hehehe, that's great, I'll also enjoy the feeling of being a wealthy landlord."

"Hehe, Brother Damao, just wait and see!"

Cuinong climbed onto the bed and went straight to the side of the bed against the wall. Then she sat down half-kneeling in the extremely difficult duck sitting posture.

The two little hands clenched into fists and stretched out, starting to tap Xu Damao's thighs gently.

"Brother Damao, how do you feel?"

"It feels great, a little harder, yes, that's it..."

"Cuinong, you must be tired. It's rude if you don't return the favor. I'll give you a massage too."

Xu Damao's heart was filled with excitement. Looking at the pretty Cuinong in front of him, he stretched out his already restless hand.

He stretched out his arms and quickly hugged Cuinong tightly in his arms like a hungry wolf. At this moment, Xu Damao could no longer suppress the restless emotions in his heart.

Cuinong was startled by Xu Damao's sudden action. Just as she was about to break free, she found that her body was completely restrained by the other party's strong arms. She struggled so weakly that she could only let Xu Damao do whatever he wanted.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Damao's hands began to wander, as if performing a unique "massage" ritual.

Sometimes the fingers rubbed and twisted gently, and sometimes they kneaded and squeezed hard, making Cuinong's skin feel a strange stimulation.

Cuinong's breathing gradually became rapid, and a shy blush appeared on her cheeks. She tried to stay calm, but her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

"Brother Damao, don't, don't be like this, my sister will be back soon."

"Didn't you say Cuilan wouldn't be back until noon?"

"Yes...until noon, but I still have to cook for my sister."

"No hurry, it's still early, I'll cook lunch at noon."

"But, but..."

"But what is it, Cuinong? I noticed that you have grown taller. Look at your legs, they are obviously one section longer than before."

"Yes...really?"

Cuinong was already incoherent. This girl was extremely dependent on her sister. If her sister was not around, she would become completely without any opinion of her own.

Seeing that Cuinong wanted to say something, Xu Damao lowered his head and opened his mouth wide to block Cuinong's cherry lips.

"Wu... eh... wuwu."

……

More than half an hour later, Cuinong lay limply in Xu Damao's arms like a puddle of mud. She tried to get up several times but was stopped by Xu Damao.

"Brother Damao, my sister is really coming back soon, and I still need to cook for her."

Looking at Cuinong's pleading eyes, Xu Damao finally softened his heart and climbed up.

"Let me cook. Where is the plate? Let me tear up this roast chicken first."

"How can I let you, Brother Damao, cook? I'll do it."

After breaking free from the restraints, Cuinong jumped up from the bed, quickly put on her clothes, got out of bed and ran away.

"Cuinong, where is the flour in this jar?"

Xu Damao opened the noodle jar and found it was empty. He didn't believe that the two had finished eating, so he asked Cuinong in the yard.

"My sister has already put it away. It's in the bag behind the door. What are you having for lunch, Brother Damao?"

"To make pancakes, do you have any green onions at home? Peel two and wash them and bring them over. Today your brother Damao is going to show you his skills."

"Okay, I'll go wash it."

Cuinong's footsteps could be heard running back and forth outside, and no one knew what she was doing.

Taking a large porcelain bowl, Xu Damao poured the flour in the ladle into it, then took out two eggs from his personal space, cracked the shells and put them in.

Add water and salt and start stirring with chopsticks until it becomes a thin paste.

"Brother, do you want to make pancakes? This is too watery. Did you add too much water?"

"Cuinong, this is how I make this pancake. Just go and light the fire. Be careful not to make it too big. Just one or two sticks of firewood will do."

"Okay, I'll go light the fire."

Chop two onions into small pieces and put them directly into the noodle bowl and continue stirring. Xu Damao then takes out a small can of lard and goes to the stove.

Cuinong sat on a small stool next to the stove, looking at Xu Damao curiously, wondering how he was going to make pancakes out of the thin batter.

Use a small spoon to scoop some lard and put it into the pot.

When the oil is heated and the aroma of lard wafts out, scoop a spoonful of batter and pour it directly into the pan.

Next, use a spoon to stir the pan and spread the batter evenly in the pan.

After waiting for about two minutes, Xu Damao stretched out his hands, grabbed the edge of the pancake, and turned the pancake over.

"Okay, just wait two more minutes and you can eat it. Doesn't it smell good?"

"Hmm, it smells delicious. Does this cake cook so quickly? This is much faster than making pancakes."

In a short while, Xu Damao made five or six pancakes.

"Now you know it, isn't it very simple?"

"Well, it's simple, but it consumes a lot of oil. Each pancake needs a small spoonful of lard, but pancakes don't require that."

"That's why this pancake smells so good. Cuinong, you eat it first. I'll go tear up the roast chicken."

"Wait a while, wait for my sister to come back and eat together. Brother, if you are hungry, you can eat first."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your sister to come back. Bring two plates over first. This roast chicken won't fit on one plate."

"it is good……"

……

"Sister is back!"

When Xu Damao was talking with Cuinong about what kind of work they would find in the city in the future, there was a knock on the door. It must be his sister Cuilan who came back.

Cuinong jumped to open the door.

"Hey, why is there a bicycle? It looks familiar. Is it Damao's?"

"Sister, you guessed it right. It belongs to Damao."

"Oh, your brother Damao is coming and you didn't even tell me to come back early to cook."

"We two have already prepared the meal, and we are just waiting for my sister to come back and eat."

"Cui Lan, come in and eat."

Xu Damao acted like the host and invited Cuilan into the house for dinner.

"And there's roast chicken. Damao, you spent a lot of money."

"It's just a chicken. Sit down and eat. I heard that you two are going to the city. Are you not going to live here anymore?"

"Yes, today I went to the village chief and told him about this. The fields belong to the village, and the house belongs to us sisters."

"It's okay. I just talked to Cuinong. You don't have a place to stay in the city, right?"

"Yes, we do. When the time comes, you can spend some money and get a temporary place to live."