Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"By the way, I want to tell you something." Aunt Yang said as she moved closer.

"What's the matter?" Xu Damao asked curiously.

"Da Mao, your chickens are really amazing! In such cold weather, they can lay an egg almost every day. Maybe it's because they eat well."

Aunt Yang said with emotion.

"That's not the case. Wheat bran plus the feed produced in the ranch in the portable space, how can it be bad to eat?"

Xu Damao secretly complained.

"I have taken good care of them. The chicken feed you gave me was very good. But Damao, let me tell you, in the first few days, I received six or seven eggs every day, but in the following days, I only received three or four. The number has obviously decreased a lot."

Aunt Yang paused for a moment, looked up at Xu Damao, and seemed a little hesitant. Seeing this, Xu Damao quickly comforted her, "Aunt Yang, just say what you want to say. I believe you won't do anything bad."

Encouraged by Xu Damao, Aunt Yang continued, "Da Mao, I hope you don't doubt me... Well, I was actually worried that you would think I was stealing from my employer, so I quietly hid and observed last night. As a result, I really found someone stealing eggs in the middle of the night! I must make this clear to you. After all, I am responsible for feeding the chickens and collecting the eggs. If anything goes wrong, the responsibility will be on me."

Aunt Yang shook her head helplessly and said with a sigh.

"Hehe, Aunt Yang, just put your mind at ease. How could I possibly doubt you? So who was it that stole the eggs, Qin Huairu or Jia Zhang?"

Xu Damao chuckled and asked in a casual tone.

"Alas, it was Jia Zhang who stole the eggs. Her daughter-in-law is actually quite good, but it's a pity that she has such a mother-in-law..."

Aunt Yang sighed and said helplessly.

"There was no one around at the time. If I had gone out and caught her red-handed, given Jia Zhang's shameless nature, she would never admit that she stole the eggs. So I didn't go out and expose her that day. But I didn't expect that Jia Zhang was so greedy and stole twice more later."

Aunt Yang said this while shaking her head in disgust.

"Hehe, isn't this just a taste of sweetness..."

Xu Damao sneered.

"In the following days, I would hang around the chicken coop every night. This way, when Jia Zhang saw someone there, she would not dare to come and steal the eggs. But there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days!"

Aunt Yang showed a helpless expression on her face.

"Have you told the steward of our courtyard about this?"

"Not yet. Even if I tell you, it probably won't have any effect. Yi Zhonghai has always favored the Jia Zhang family. After all, Jia Dongxu is his favorite disciple. Moreover, Yi Zhonghai has no children, so he will have to rely on his disciple to take care of him in his old age and until the end of his life!" Aunt Yang's face was full of contempt and disdain.

"Wow, Aunt Yang, you can see things so clearly, that's amazing!" Xu Damao said jokingly.

"Of course. Who in our yard doesn't know this? Although I am old, my eyes are not blind!" Aunt Yang responded.

"Okay, Aunt Yang, don't worry about this matter. I will definitely let Jia Zhang give me an explanation."

"As for these eggs, Aunt Yang, you can take them back and eat them. You are old and need nutrition. The children are also growing up and need to eat more nutritious food. I have a job now and can support myself. I have more money than I can spend, so I don't need these eggs."

Xu Damao waved his hand and said proudly.

"How can that be possible? After all, these are your things! I was just feeding the chickens, how could I dare to take your eggs! No way!"

Aunt Yang waved her hands and quickly refused.

"Oh, Aunt Yang, what are you talking about? You helped me feed the chickens, and I can't thank you enough! Please accept these eggs as a token of my appreciation."

Aunt Yang, please don't be so polite to me! But since you said so, let's do this. You and the child will eat two eggs every day. Remember, one in the morning and one at night. This way the nutrition is balanced! Just leave the rest for me. It's settled!"

After saying that, Xu Damao didn't wait for Aunt Yang to reply. He just picked up the ginger in his hand and strode back to his residence.

"Ah..." Aunt Yang couldn't help but sigh again as she watched Xu Damao leave. She knew that it was not easy for her, a lonely old woman, to live with her little grandson. Xu Damao's kindness made her feel warm and grateful.

After returning to his residence, Xu Damao first cleaned a piece of ginger, then picked up a kitchen knife and skillfully cut it into several slices. Then, he threw the sliced ​​ginger into the huge pot without hesitation. After doing all this, Xu Damao lazily lay on the bed and waited quietly.

The soup in the stew pot was bubbling and bubbling, and the tempting aroma of meat filled the air, as if it could seduce people's souls. In the stove below, the coal balls were burning red, emitting bursts of heat in this cold winter day, filling the whole room with warmth.

Even after installing the chimney, Xu Damao was still worried about gas poisoning for safety reasons, so he left the window slightly open. However, it was this tiny gap that allowed the rich aroma of stewed meat to drift out.

When the residents around smelled the aroma, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva, feeling both envious and jealous of Xu Damao - this guy started stewing meat again!

Perhaps attracted by the smell of meat, Yan Bugui came over not long after. He knocked on the door first, then walked into the room without any courtesy.

"What a nice smell! I can smell it from far away." Yan Bugui said as he closed the door and locked it. Then he put the things in his hand on the table.

Xu Damao slowly got up from the bed and rubbed his eyes. Suddenly he saw Yan Bugui sitting beside the bed with a bottle of Moutai and a bag of fried peanuts in his hands. He couldn't help but wonder, "When did this old miser become so generous?"

He looked at Yan Bugui in confusion, and Yan Bugui smiled and said, "This wine is not bad!"

Xu Damao felt even more strange after hearing this, but he still sat down, grabbed a handful of peanuts, put them in his mouth and chewed them, and asked: "Teacher Yan, take a look at the meat in the pot. Taste a piece to see if it is cooked."