Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Xu Damao comforted her softly, and as he spoke he quickly got out of bed, put on his clothes swiftly, then opened the door and strode out.

At this time, Zhao Fangfang witnessed Xu Damao leaving and slowly sat up. Her cheeks, neck and even earlobes were all flushed with shyness, as beautiful as a ripe peach, which made people feel pity for her.

"Have you prepared the seasoning and salt? Look, the coal briquettes in the stove are almost burnt out."

Xu Damao's voice came from outside the door.

"The salt has already been added, so you can just take it out and eat it."

When Zhao Fangfang heard Xu Damao's voice, she immediately came back to her senses and responded quickly. At the same time, she stopped daydreaming and put on her clothes.

Just as she got dressed and got out of bed, she saw Xu Damao walking into the room with two bowls of steaming, fragrant stewed chicken.

"Sister Fang, go get a pair of chopsticks. I'll get some things from the car."

"Ok!"

Zhao Fangfang responded.

Not long after, Zhao Fangfang washed the chopsticks and put them in place. At this time, Xu Damao also walked in from outside the yard, holding three things wrapped tightly in paper in his hands.

"Oh, it's okay if the dishes get cold, but the sesame cakes are cold too."

Xu Damao muttered to himself as he opened the paper package. It turned out that it contained a pack of sesame cakes, a pack of fragrant pork head meat, and a pack of tempting braised chicken feet.

"Tear up the pancake and soak it in the chicken soup. It will be warm after a while."

Sister Fang suggested, then picked up a sesame seed bun, skillfully broke it into small pieces and put it into Xu Damao's bowl.

"Well, that's fine too, let's eat!"

Xu Damao nodded in agreement.

So, they both quietly enjoyed this sumptuous meal.

"By the way, how is the food reserve at home? Is it enough?"

Xu Damao asked Zhao Fangfang while gnawing on the chicken feet with relish.

"There is still some cornmeal left, but the white flour is almost gone! There was indeed some white flour left before, but I was worried that there would not be enough food, so I just exchanged it all for cornmeal."

"Yes, there is a bag of noodles on the back seat of my car. I will carry it over later. Sister Fang, you must keep it safe and don't let the villagers see it."

"Don't worry, little brother. I know the interests involved. It's called not showing off your wealth. Thank you so much."

"Hahahaha, Sister Fang, you said it wrong. 'Don't show off your wealth' refers to the white of silver, not the white of flour."

Xu Damao laughed and joked.

At this moment, Zhao Fangfang's complexion had improved a lot compared to when they first met. It could be said that she was radiant, her rosy cheeks were glowing with a charming sheen, and she looked more confident overall.

There is no doubt that all of this is due to the efforts Xu Damao has just made...

After eating and drinking, Xu Damao quickly took out a bag of flour from the basket behind his bicycle and stuffed it under Sister Fang's bed without saying a word.

"Sister Fang, you are alone at home, this flour should be enough to sustain you for a while. I brought a little less this time, so I will definitely bring you more good things next time I come."

"The snow has stopped. I still have to go to the movie show. Sister Fang, if you want to watch it, go to the open space in the middle of the village."

"Okay, I'll pack these things and go over."

Zhao Fangfang lowered her head, picked up a rag and began to wipe the table.

"Sister Fang, don't lock the gate to the yard at night. I'll come over after the movie."

Xu Damao whispered something and pushed the cart out of the yard, leaving Fang Jie, who was holding a rag and looking at a loss, standing there in a daze. The blush on her face that had just disappeared not long ago reappeared.

Looking at Sister Fang's face, she showed an expression of both worry and expectation, but overall, it seemed more of anticipation...

Xu Damao rode his bicycle slowly into the center of the village. At this moment, the snowflakes had stopped falling, and the village chief was busy directing two strong men to clear the piles of snow on the ground.

"Brother Village Chief, do we have to show a movie on a snowy day like this?"

Xu Damao asked doubtfully.

"Since everyone is here, we can't let the projectionist make a wasted trip, right? And since all the folks are here, let's play it for a while."

The village chief handed Xu Damao a cigarette with a smile on his face and cleverly threw the question back to him.

"My trip was not in vain, hehe." Xu Damao muttered in a low voice, Sister Fang's beautiful face and devilish figure appeared in his mind. He shook his head and immediately plunged into the intense preparations.

The movie finally started, but it was obvious that the number of people coming to watch was much less than before. Due to the lack of cotton clothes at home, people simply could not stay outdoors for long, especially since watching a movie was not labor, and sitting quietly would only make them feel colder.

Xu Damao was playing a movie, but he soon became bored to death. He just wanted to finish the movie quickly so that he could go back to Fangjie's house and go to bed...

As the movie ended, there were only a few people left watching outside.

"Brother Village Chief, let's pack up and leave. It's really cold out here!"

"Okay, Chengcheng, then I'll lend a hand..."

The village chief looked embarrassed. After all, he had strongly advocated showing this movie, but who would have thought that it didn't attract many viewers at all.

After everything was sorted out and loaded onto the bicycle, Xu Damao was taken by the village chief to a house in the commune to rest.

After Xu Damao parked his car in the commune room, he pretended to walk into the room arranged by the village chief, closed the door, and then fell on the bed.

However, at this moment Xu Damao tossed and turned and could not fall asleep, feeling extremely anxious.

After just a few minutes, the people outside the house left one after another. Xu Damao suppressed the annoyance in his heart, tiptoed to open the door, and slipped out.

Xu Damao tiptoed to the wall, as light and silent as a cat. He took a deep breath, then suddenly jumped up and grabbed the top of the wall with both hands.

Then, he pushed his arms hard and flipped his body into the air like a nimble bird, instantly crossing the wall.

When he landed, Xu Damao's feet were as steady as a rock, without even making a sound, as if his body was completely under his control. This kind of precise control over the body is amazing.

The snow outside the yard had been cleared away long ago, and Xu Damao's footsteps did not leave any traces on the snow. He looked around vigilantly, then turned and ran towards Fang Jie's house.