Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"Da Mao, let me tell you, I only agreed to sell this thing to you because of our close relationship! If someone else offers such a low price, don't even think about taking this treasure from me!"

Yan Bugui picked up the cup, gulped down a big mouthful of water, then spoke to Xu Damao with an extremely serious expression. His facial expression was perfect and his acting skills were at their best.

Xu Damao smiled when he heard that. "Of course, I know what's going on. I want to thank you, Teacher Yan, for giving it up on behalf of my friend! My friend really likes this thing, otherwise he wouldn't have paid such a high price. You know, if it were me, I would definitely not like this thing."

After saying that, he stopped talking and directly took out two hundred-yuan bills and a ten-yuan bill and placed them on the table. Then he counted them carefully twice in front of Yan Bugui, and after confirming that they were correct, he handed the money to the other party.

After the transaction was completed, Xu Damao had a satisfying meal. After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he picked up the wooden box containing the jar and put it on the back seat of his bicycle, then pushed the bicycle back to his home.

Time flies, and more than ten days have passed in the blink of an eye. It was the cold winter season, and the weather in the capital was getting colder. One morning, Xu Damao woke up and opened his eyes. He saw the sky outside the window was gloomy, covered with dark clouds, and a sharp whistling sound was heard from the biting north wind.

"It looks like it's going to snow today!"

Xu Damao muttered to himself as he rubbed his hands vigorously, quickly put on his leather hat and gloves, put on his leather jacket, turned over, got on his bicycle, and pedaled towards the steel mill.

"Well, no matter what, life has to go on, right? I still have to carry bricks honestly..."

"Da Mao, listen to my advice. It's likely to snow on the road today, so you must be careful!" A concerned voice came from inside the house.

"I know!" Xu Damao replied casually, then he got on the bike and drove out of the steel mill.

It was winter, and the north wind was as sharp as a knife, making people's cheeks hurt. However, Xu Damao was not afraid and walked forward against the wind. If he had not taken two potions recently to greatly improve his physical fitness, he would probably not be able to withstand such bad weather.

After riding for more than an hour, sporadic snowflakes began to float in the sky. These snowflakes were blown by the north wind and flew rapidly, like sharp hidden weapons, hitting Xu Damao's face fiercely, making him almost unable to open his eyes.

Seeing that the snow was getting heavier and the road conditions were getting worse, Xu Damao made a prompt decision and planned to find a place to shelter from the wind and snow to rest for a while.

However, after riding for a while, the surroundings were still white, and there was no place to rest. Not only that, because the air temperature and the surface temperature were extremely low, a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the ground in just a short while.

"Forget it, let's just keep going. No matter how hard it is, can it compare to the 25,000-mile Long March of the Red Army? Just treat it as a test of your willpower!"

Xu Damao gave up the idea of ​​bringing both himself and the bike into his personal space to rest, and resolutely faced the biting north wind and the heavy snow pouring down like goose feathers, pedaling hard on the bicycle pedals, moving forward with difficulty but determination.

Near noon, he passed by a quiet and peaceful town and stopped there for a simple lunch. By the time he finished his rest, the snow had gradually stopped.

Xu Damao hurriedly packed his bag, took some packed food, and set out on his journey again. At this moment, the snowfall had obviously decreased a lot.

After a long journey, around three o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Damao finally arrived at his long-awaited destination.

"Brother, may I ask where exactly is the village chief's house located?"

There happened to be a villager tidying up his straw hut next to him. Xu Damao hurriedly walked up to him, handed him a cigarette and asked him.

"The village chief may be in the commune right now. Go straight along this road and you will find the blue brick house with a five-pointed star logo on the door."

"Thanks for telling me, bro!"

After receiving clear instructions, Xu Damao happily strode towards the direction indicated by the villagers. After successfully meeting with the village chief, he stayed in the commune to rest and adjust.

"Come on, come on, Comrade Projectionist, please have some tea to quench your thirst."

"Okay, thank you very much, brother. Look, it's snowing non-stop. Should we still show the movie? After all, it's really freezing cold outside!" Xu Damao said, rubbing his hands and breathing heavily.

The village chief wrapped himself in his cotton-padded jacket and looked out the window thoughtfully: "Well, let's see. If the snow stops, we might as well put on a movie. Our village hasn't had a movie for a while, and it's not the coldest yet, so it's not a big problem."

Xu Damao nodded and agreed: "That's right, then where do you think it would be more suitable to show it? It'd be best if it's not too far from the village."

The village chief thought for a moment and replied, "There is a large open space in the middle of the village. We can put it there."

"Okay..." Xu Damao responded, but he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, it's really boring to sit and chat with the village chief. He sighed secretly, it would be great if he had a mobile phone in his hand to play with at this moment...

The two chatted casually, and the atmosphere seemed a bit dull. Xu Damao felt very uncomfortable, and finally couldn't help but said, "Brother, I want to go out for a walk and take a look at the movie theater. You see, the snow seems to be getting lighter and lighter, maybe it will stop soon."

After saying that, Xu Damao stood up and prepared to go out.

Seeing this, the village chief quickly stood up and said, "Hey, how about I go with you?"

"No, no, it's really cold outside, you should stay here to keep warm."

Xu Damao waved his hand and walked out the door quickly.

Xu Damao stretched out his hand to stop the village chief who was about to follow him out, pulled the fur hat on his head lower, put on cotton gloves, then pushed open the door and walked out slowly.

The snow outside was not deep, just above his instep, but the biting cold still made him shrink his neck. He stepped carefully on the snow, fearing that he would slip and fall, while admiring the beautiful scenery of the surrounding snow.

Thick white snow piled on the roof, like a huge quilt; the ground was covered tightly with white, as if the whole world had turned into a silent and mysterious kingdom; the tree trunks that had lost all their leaves were also wrapped in ice and snow, like crystal clear ice sculptures.