Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Lin Jiashuang's cheeks flushed instantly. She glared at Xu Damao angrily, walked quickly to the bed, sat down with her back to him, and deliberately put on an angry look.

Seeing this, Xu Damao laughed and comforted her quickly: "Okay, go to sleep, I'll listen to Sister Shuang..." After that, he reached out to extinguish the kerosene lamp, took off his clothes neatly, and then gently hugged Lin Jiashuang from behind, and the two rolled into the warm bed together...

That night, the room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, and the sound of the wooden bed rocking continued until it gradually stopped in the middle of the night.

"Sister Shuang, why are your legs shaking?" Xu Damao asked in a low voice.

"Hate it, it's all your fault!" Lin Jiashuang responded coquettishly. There was a hint of laziness and satisfaction in her voice, as if she was immersed in the beautiful memories just now. Thinking of the crazy things she and Xu Damao had just done, her heart couldn't help but flutter.

At this moment, Lin Jiashuang was like a coquettish kitten, nestling in Xu Damao's arms, with a blush on her face like the sunset, as if she was drunk.

"Sister Shuang, store more food at home in the future. You will never go wrong if you listen to me."

"Ah, why? There is actually no shortage of food in the countryside. Is it because of the food coupons?"

"It has something to do with food stamps, but it's not just that. I think there may be some changes in the future, so we need to be prepared. Storing more food can be used in emergencies, and it's better to have a secret cellar, which is safer."

"Okay, I get it. I have money now, and my life will definitely get better and better in the future. Damao, this is all thanks to you."

"What's the big deal? I'll buy your stuff for you and sell it in the city. I can make some money. This is a good thing for us."

"Anyway, I'll take your advice. I'm sleepy now, so let's go to sleep."

"it is good."

The next morning, before dawn, Lin Jiashuang had already sat up in bed and quickly put on her coat. She gently nudged Xu Damao beside her and whispered, "Damo, wake up, it's time to go back."

Xu Damao opened his eyes drowsily, rubbed his temples, and muttered, "So early..." He struggled hard to crawl out of the warm bed, but shrank back halfway.

Lin Jiashuang looked at him and couldn't help but smile, thinking that this guy was really a sleepyhead. But she also understood, after all, they chatted very late last night and everyone was a little tired.

The sky was still dark, as if it was still immersed in the endless night, with no sign of waking up. Although Xu Damao had already had enough rest, he still couldn't help wanting to stay in bed for a while longer. After all, this was a habit he developed in his previous life, and it couldn't be changed in a short time.

"Get up! Your bicycle is still parked in the courtyard of the commune. The village chief will definitely meet you early this morning. What should I do if I don't see you then?" Lin Jiashuang urged anxiously. She was a little panicked. After all, if others found out that Xu Damao stayed overnight at her house, it would probably cause a lot of rumors. Especially a few years ago, she might have been subjected to such cruel punishment as being dunked in a pig cage.

Hearing this, Xu Damao did not dare to neglect it, and quickly sat up and began to put on his clothes. Seeing this, Lin Jiashuang felt a little relieved and followed suit to get dressed.

"Sister Fang, please hold the door open for me. I'll come back on my bike later and take the two boxes away." Xu Damao shouted to the outside while sorting his clothes.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the door. You'd better hurry up, otherwise it will be dawn." Sister Fang responded.

"Don't worry, I'll do it as soon as possible!" Xu Damao responded hurriedly and quickened his movements.

Xu Damao looked down at the watch on his wrist. The hand had already passed six o'clock. Without hesitation, he took a big step and rushed towards the commune.

He nimbly climbed over the commune wall, then pushed the bike and walked out of the commune gate as if nothing had happened. Then, he quickly got on the bike and rushed to Lin Jiashuang's doorstep with a clanging sound.

Before Xu Damao reached out to push the door, Lin Jiashuang inside seemed to have noticed the movement outside and opened the door first.

"Come in!" she said eagerly.

"Just leave the bicycles at the door. We just need to move two wooden boxes." Lin Jiashuang continued.

"Okay!" Xu Damao replied, then stopped his bicycle and walked straight into the courtyard.

The two wooden boxes were still placed at the door of the bedroom. Because the boxes contained precious porcelain, Xu Damao specifically told Lin Jiashuang not to move them. He walked into the room, hugged Lin Jiashuang warmly, and was urged by her to move quickly.

Xu Damao went out carrying two boxes, one large and one small. He had just put the small wooden box into the basket at the back and was saying goodbye to Lin Jiashuang who was standing at the door when the door of the house opposite suddenly opened and a middle-aged woman stuck her head out.

"Hey, what are you doing, sister Shuang? Are you moving things out of the house so early in the morning before dawn?" The middle-aged woman looked at Lin Jiashuang meaningfully and said.

Lin Jiashuang was startled, but she reacted quickly and smiled and replied, "It's not that my family has no money, so I sell some things to people who sell goods. Alas, I can't compare to you, Aunt Wang. You are a lonely person. If you don't have money, I don't know how you will live."

As she spoke, she took a few steps closer to Xu Damao without leaving a trace. Then, out of Aunt Wang's sight, she gently extended a finger and pointed at Xu Damao, signaling him to cooperate with her.

Xu Damao understood what she meant and immediately took over the conversation, saying, "Yes, Aunt Wang, I am a junk collector. Do you have any old items you want to sell? The price is absolutely fair!"

He deliberately raised his voice so that Aunt Wang could hear it clearly. As for whether he would be discovered as the projectionist, Xu Damao was not worried at all. After all, the projection took place late at night, and it was pitch dark so no one could see anyone clearly.

Besides, the villagers are all here to watch a movie, why would they pay attention to a projectionist like you!

Aunt Wang looked at them suspiciously, as if she was thinking about something. Lin Jiashuang quickly struck while the iron was hot and continued, "Aunt Wang, you also know the situation of my family. Money is tight recently, and I can only sell some things to make some money to get by. If you have anything to sell, don't hesitate!"

Aunt Wang looked a little better after hearing this, but she still asked with some suspicion, "What do you do with all these things? Are you going to use them to do anything bad?"