Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"What traces?"

"Look at the weeds that originally grew here. They were obviously pressed down by a heavy object. There are also two sunken areas next to it. It's really strange."

Old Zhao felt very puzzled, and his words were full of surprise.

Xu Damao was listening nearby, not panicking at all. Lou Xiao'e, on the other hand, had a confused look on her face, as if she didn't understand what the two policemen were saying.

There are two small depressions on the grass caused by the huge rocks. You can't see anything without careful observation.

"Forget it. Maybe it was done by some idler. It has nothing to do with this case. It seems there are no useful clues. Let's go back."

The young policeman waved at Xu Damao, motioning him to come over.

"Comrade, we really can't find anything here, but don't worry, we will intensify the investigation and will give you an explanation. I will inform you when there is news..."

The young policeman patted Xu Damao on the shoulder and said some comforting words.

Xu Damao had expected this to happen. He nodded as he listened, with no expression on his face.

"Okay, you guys go back, just leave this matter to us police officers!"

The young policeman said this and walked straight to his bicycle.

"Look, that's it."

Xu Damao waited until the two policemen walked away, then said helplessly to Lou Xiaoe.

"Da Mao, do you think this is the end? Those are two robbers with guns. Do you know how hard our People's Liberation Army fought against bandits in the southwest and northwest in the past few years?"

"Look, the comrades from the Public Security Bureau may not say anything on the surface, but they will definitely send out a large number of people to conduct a thorough search, and they will not even let go of the nearby villages!"

Lou Xiao'e's tone was full of certainty. Xu Damao knew what she meant. She wanted him not to be disappointed and that the police would definitely get his things back.

"Then I'll borrow your good words. Shall we go back too?"

"it is good!"

"It's just past noon now. Xiao'e, you haven't eaten yet, right? Let's go eat first."

"What do you want to eat?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"I eat whatever you eat. I'm not picky."

"Okay, I'm exhausted after running all day. Can you cook?"

"Yes, why are you asking this suddenly? I have loved tinkering with food since I was a child, and I always ask the master chef at home for advice."

"Hey, you're going to marry me in the future. As my wife, how can you not know how to cook..."

"Who is your wife..." Lou Xiao'e blushed and reached out to gently pinch the flesh on Xu Damao's waist. The force was not strong, but it made Xu Damao feel a tingling sensation on his waist.

"Stop it, I'm on my bike, if I fall it'll be your fault!"

The two found a restaurant, had a simple bowl of noodles, and then started wandering around the city again. They played until about five in the afternoon, when Lou Xiao'e said she was very tired and was ready to go home. Xu Damao did not try to keep her and simply nodded in agreement.

After sending Lou Xiaoe home, Xu Damao rushed to his own residence. On the way, he took out a few hens and a rooster from his personal space and put them in the basket, preparing to keep them in the chicken coop when he got back.

Six hens and one rooster can fit perfectly into the newly built chicken coop.

"Da Mao is back, come slowly!"

Yan Bugui, who was standing at the door, saw Xu Damao coming back, so he quickened his pace and helped Xu Damao lift the back seat and cross the gate of the courtyard.

"Oh, this is quite heavy, Damao, what's in it? It feels like a living thing."

When Yan Bugui lifted the back seat of the bicycle, he clearly felt something moving in the basket under the oilcloth.

"Hey, I spent money to buy some chickens. Now the chicken coop is ready. Let's put the chickens in there as soon as possible so we can eat the eggs sooner, hehe!"

"Do you need my help?"

"No, no, they're just a few chickens. I can just put them in there myself."

Xu Damao said this, waved to Yan Bugui, and pushed his bicycle towards his residence.

Arriving next to the chicken coop, Xu Damao parked his bike, opened the oilcloth on the back seat of the bicycle, took out the chickens one by one, and put them into the chicken coop.

"Alas, now that I'm here, I have no choice but to give up the comfortable life in the portable space ranch."

I sighed in my mind and couldn't help feeling a little worried again.

"I put the chickens here and have to find time to feed them... This is not like the fully automated ranch in my portable space. I have to do everything myself. I'm really asking for trouble!"

"Da Mao, this is a great idea. If we raise chickens here, we will have an endless supply of eggs in the future."

A gentle voice came, like a spring breeze blowing on your face, it was from Aunt Yang, the resident next door.

Aunt Yang is a martyr's relative. Her son joined the army in his early years and never came back, leaving behind only an old woman and a child. The child's mother could not stand the poor life in the countryside and decided to remarry.

Later, the relevant state departments saw that there were only one old man and one child left in Aunt Yang's family and it was difficult for her to manage the fields, so they sent Aunt Yang here to live alone with her eight-year-old son.

However, thanks to the occasional subsidies from the state and some pocket money earned by Aunt Yang doing odd jobs outside, life was still manageable. Moreover, the children of the martyrs did not need to pay for their education.

"Oh my, it's like someone sends you a pillow just when you're dozing off. It turns out to be you, Aunt Yang."

Xu Damao looked at Aunt Yang with a smile on his face, his excitement hard to hide in his tone.

"What's wrong, Damao? Why are you so happy?"

"Hey, Aunt Yang, I have a few chickens in the chicken coop. I was just worrying about not having time to feed the chickens because I was at work. Now that you are here, I want to entrust this matter to you. Of course, I won't let you help for nothing. The eggs laid by these chickens..."

"Da Mao, why don't you just feed them once before work and again after get off work? Why bother? However, if you are really busy at work, I can help you look after these chickens. It's just a matter of convenience. You don't have to give me eggs."

Aunt Yang looked at Xu Damao with a smile and said softly.

"Alas, it's not that I, Xu Damao, am lazy. Aunt Yang, you know that I'm a projectionist in the factory. I ride a long way every morning. I don't know which village I go to to show movies."

"After the show is over in the evening, we have to spend another night there. When we come back the next day, it will be almost afternoon."

"I don't have time to take care of this chicken, so I'm sorry to bother you, Aunt Yang."

When Xu Damao said this, he playfully clasped his fists towards Aunt Yang.

"Okay, don't be like this, it's all done naturally."

"Thank you very much, Aunt Yang, hehe!"

Seeing that Aunt Yang agreed, Xu Damao smiled and kept saying thank you.