Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

The little boy held a small stool, head lowered, and walked towards the west end of the village step by step. It was obvious that he was a little confused about what he had just seen.

At this time, Xu Damao, like an arrow shot from a bow, rode his bicycle and rushed towards the village at lightning speed.

"It's best not to use this thing in the future, especially in Beijing. If you run around on the rooftops and the police see you, they might just shoot you down thinking you're a KMT spy."

"You have to know that the police these days are affiliated with the People's Liberation Army Police Brigade. Most of them are tough guys who have fought their way through the dead on the battlefield. Their marksmanship is so good that they can shoot through the air with machine aiming. If a bullet from hundreds of meters away takes his life, Xu Damao won't even have a place to cry!"

After riding a bike to the place where the movie was being shown, the screen was quickly set up with the help of several strong men.

Before long, men, women, old and young in the village came here one after another, carrying small stools or holding small mats.

Seeing the villagers' envious and even admiring eyes, Xu Damao couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He felt that such a life was also quite good...

After the movie ended, Xu Damao hurriedly said goodbye to the village chief, but in the end he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the village chief and accepted a hen and a bunch of dried mushrooms he gave him.

To express his gratitude, Xu Damao gave the village chief a pack of cigarettes as a gift, then quickly got on his bicycle and rushed towards the town where Sister Yang was like an arrow.

"Huh? Why does it feel like the sky isn't that dark anymore?"

Xu Damao pedaled hard while wondering secretly. He was surprised to find that his vision became exceptionally clear, and he could even see the road conditions fifty meters ahead.

"Could it be that this bottle of gun fighting potion not only enhances my eyesight, but also gives me night vision?" This thought flashed through Xu Damao's mind, making him both excited and nervous.

He quickly stopped the car, took out a small mirror from his pocket, picked up a flashlight, and shone it on his face. Then, he couldn't wait to look at himself in the mirror, and when he saw the familiar eyes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, his pupils did not become like those of cats, but simply improved his night vision. Xu Damao's heart finally settled down and he was secretly glad.

"Huh - fortunately, fortunately I didn't become an alien..."

Xu Damao came to the town where Sister Yang lived with ease. To be on the safe side, he first put the bicycle into his personal space, and then carefully pushed the door of the hotel.

With a slight "creak!" sound, the door was pushed open without any hindrance. Xu Damao looked around and confirmed that no one was there. He quickly walked to a corner of the yard, took out his bicycle and leaned it against the wall.

Then he gently locked the door, tiptoed into the main room as silently as a cat.

Although Xu Damao tried his best to avoid making any noise, it was late at night, completely different from the daytime, and any slight sound could be infinitely amplified.

When he pushed open the door to the main room, it finally aroused the vigilance of Sister Yang who was inside the room.

"Who!" Sister Yang's low and slightly trembling voice came, and then she was seen holding a wooden stick tightly, walking out cautiously, with a wary look on her face.

"It's me, Sister Yang. Didn't we agree during the day that if I couldn't find a place to stay, I would come and stay at your place for the night?"

Xu Damao lowered his voice and spoke softly to Sister Yang.

"Ouch! I was so scared, I thought there was a thief in the house!"

When Sister Yang heard the noise, she patted her chest with lingering fear. After she saw that the person coming was Xu Damao, she let out a long sigh of relief.

He calmed himself down, and quietly placed the wooden stick in his hand in the corner behind the door, as if nothing had happened, then waved to Xu Damao, motioning him to follow him.

The two walked into the yard one after the other and came to the door of a side room. Sister Yang took out the key from her pocket, inserted it into the keyhole and turned it gently.

With a click, the door unlocked. She pushed the door open, stepped over the high threshold and entered the house, then lit an oil lamp skillfully.

The dim candlelight illuminated the entire room, making the originally dim environment clearer.

Xu Damao took a closer look and was stunned - the room was filled with all kinds of debris. Not to mention beds and furniture, it was even difficult to find a place to stand. The floor was littered with randomly discarded debris and broken items.

"Oh my, how could this happen? There's not even a bed in this room..."

Sister Yang looked around in surprise and said, pretending to be surprised.

"I have locked this room since my husband passed away, and I usually use it to store miscellaneous things. Look at how messy it is, there is no place for people to sleep!"

Xu Damao looked around at the various sundries piled up in the room, and then looked at Sister Yang's performance full of flaws, and couldn't help but complain in his heart...this damn handsome guy.

"It's okay, Sister Yang. Since you're already here, just go with the flow. Do you have anything like a cool mat at home? I can tidy up this room, make a place to lie down, and then spread out a cool mat and spend the night there."

Xu Damao showed disappointment on his face, but he still expressed his demands and said he planned to spend the night in this room.

"Oh, how can I do that? It's so cold at night, what if you get frostbitten?"

Sister Yang was afraid that Xu Damao would get frozen in this room, so she quickly expressed her objection.

"It's okay. I'm still young and strong. I'm not afraid of the cold."

"No, no, it's very cold in the middle of the night, and I still have to clean up the room. I don't know when I can finish it. How about this, little brother? You go to my room and sleep. I'll make a bed for you on the floor next to me."

As Sister Yang spoke, she turned around gently and looked at Xu Damao lovingly with her charming peach blossom eyes.

"Oh well."

Faced with Sister Yang's enthusiastic invitation and gentle eyes, Xu Damao agreed hesitantly.

"Okay, I'll go get the blanket."

Xu Damao muttered as he reluctantly followed Sister Yang to the cabinet.

I watched Sister Yang open the cabinet door and take out a floral quilt. The quilt looked a bit old, but it was still clean and tidy.

Then, Sister Yang brought a thick mattress and gently spread it on the mat. After doing all this, she unfolded the flowered quilt and spread it flat on the mattress.