Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"He saw with his own eyes that the shopkeeper carefully wrapped the plate with silk and then stored it separately in a special cabinet in the Tianzihao warehouse."

"From then on, he knew in his heart that this thing was definitely something special!"

After all, at that time, even antique statues made of pure gold were not qualified to be placed in a separate cabinet of the Tianzihao.

"Later, I didn't know what means my husband's elder used to get this item. Damao, isn't this just an ordinary porcelain plate, and it's covered with cracks? Is it really valuable?"

While recalling the past, Zhao Fangfang asked Xu Damao in confusion about the value of the plate.

"It's very valuable! Sister Fang, are you short of money right now? How about selling this thing to me?"

Xu Damao responded solemnly.

"That won't do, little brother. If you really like it, just take it. Don't talk about whether you want to buy it or not."

"Sister Fang, I won't hide it from you now. This thing is priceless. If I take it away for nothing, I will feel uneasy. You should give me a price."

"It's just a plate. Even if it's an antique, how much can it be worth? Little brother, you just gave me a cotton coat. How can I accept your money again?"

"This thing is not something that a cotton coat can withstand... I tell you, Sister Fang, your house and all the things inside are probably not as valuable as this plate!"

Hearing this, Zhao Fangfang's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Xu Damao in astonishment, as if she couldn't believe it at all.

"It is absolutely true! It is truer than gold!"

Xu Damao answered decisively.

"Well... in that case, little brother, just give me a few dozen dollars..."

Zhao Fangfang said in a low voice with a hint of shyness, while staring at Xu Damao's unresponsive face. She couldn't help but wonder if her price was too high. So she quickly changed her words: "How about 20 yuan? 20 yuan will do."

"Hey, Sister Fang, how could you do this... Forget it, just keep this money first. I didn't bring much money with me when I went out today. When I come again next time, I will definitely bring you more things and money." As Xu Damao spoke, he took out a stack of big unity bills from his pocket and handed them to Zhao Fangfang.

Without saying a word, Xu Damao took out a thick stack of banknotes from his arms, roughly estimated to be about one or two hundred yuan, and stuffed it into Zhao Fangfang's hand.

"No, no, how can you come up with so much money!"

Zhao Fangfang waved her hands in panic, wanting to return the money.

"Sister Fang, money has a price. This thing is really hard to find. In my heart, this thing is much more valuable than this little money! Please don't refuse it!"

Xu Damao was determined. He grabbed Sister Fang's hand without saying a word and stuffed the money into her palm.

"Well... okay, in that case, I'll accept it." Zhao Fangfang's face flushed, and she looked a little uneasy holding the money.

"Don't worry, this amount of money is insignificant compared to its actual value. When I come next time, I will definitely bring you more money and gifts! By the way, Sister Fang, can you tell me how old you are this year?"

"I just turned twenty, little brother, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Zhao Fangfang asked, blinking her curious eyes.

"Well, there's no special reason, I just asked casually." Xu Damao scratched his head, with a hint of barely perceptible excitement on his face.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Zhao Fangfang said, "It's getting late. I'd better go catch a chicken. You just rest here for a while, little brother."

"Okay, Sister Fang, you can go ahead and do your work. I just need to go to the commune and pick up some things on the way."

"Okay." Zhao Fangfang responded softly.

After saying this, Xu Damao slowly stood up and took big strides towards the commune.

After arriving at the commune, he smoked a cigarette with the old village chief, exchanged a few pleasantries, and said that he would not have dinner with them. Then, Xu Damao got on his bicycle and drove straight to Zhao Fangfang's courtyard.

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Xu Damao casually pushed the gate open with the front wheel of his bicycle, and then parked the bicycle behind the big tree.

At this time, tiny snowflakes were floating in the sky.

"It's snowing. Let's park the car inside."

Zhao Fangfang, who was chopping chicken in the yard, saw Xu Damao park the car and reminded him.

"Okay, by the way, Sister Fang, if there are any scoundrels like this who come to trouble you again in the future, just chop them with this kitchen knife!"

As Xu Damao spoke, he pushed the bicycle into the main room.

"I...I dare not...I'm scared."

Zhao Fangfang responded with a trembling voice.

"What are you afraid of? Just treat them as chickens on the chopping board waiting to be slaughtered!"

Xu Damao pointed to the plucked rooster on the chopping board and comforted her gently.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhao Fangfang seemed to remember something, and she gripped the kitchen knife even harder, chopping at the chicken on the chopping board, as if she wanted to vent her inner anger.

After Xu Damao helped Zhao Fangfang put the chicken into the pot, he took out a thick cotton coat from the basket on the back seat of the bicycle.

"Sister Fang, please try this dress and see if it fits you." Xu Damao handed it to her with a smile.

"No need for that. This cotton coat should be expensive, right? Besides, it's made of blue fabric." Zhao Fangfang declined with difficulty.

"It's not expensive. I bought it on the black market. It's very affordable. You should try it on and try it on."

Xu Damao said in a firm and decisive tone. It must be admitted that Zhao Fangfang had no resistance to such a strong attitude.

"Ok."

Zhao Fangfang walked to the basin, washed her hands carefully, and then gently twisted her body to take off her coat. As the clothes slipped off, her graceful and curvy figure was revealed in the air, like a beautiful painting.

At this moment, Xu Damao's attention had already been firmly attracted. He stared straight at Zhao Fangfang, his eyes revealing a burning look, and he did not hide his inner thoughts at all.

Zhao Fangfang felt Xu Damao's straightforward and fiery gaze, and her cheeks instantly blushed, her shyness was beyond words.

She turned around hastily, as if trying to avoid Xu Damao's sight, thinking that as long as she didn't look at this handsome man, he wouldn't notice her. This kind of escapist mentality is simply a typical ostrich behavior.