Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Xu Damao breathed a sigh of relief, patted Zhao Fangfang's shoulder gently, then hugged her and lay on the bed, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

Although the experience just now made him feel a little tired, he also felt Zhao Fangfang's enthusiasm and love for him.

"Ah, I can't even hold it with one hand..."

Sister Fang's clear voice came, mixed with Xu Damao's own feelings, as if there was a magical power!

"No, Sister Fang, are your hands very small? Let me take a look at your hands."

Xu Damao grabbed Zhao Fangfang's other hand and looked at it. Her fingers were long and slender, and she didn't look like someone who often worked in the fields.

"Your hands are not small, isn't that normal? Ahahaha..."

"Hmph! Ignore you."

Zhao Fangfang punched Xu Damao and fell on him.

Xu Damao looked at Zhao Fangfang lying on him, her long hair scattered on his chest, her skin as white as snow, exuding a faint fragrance. Xu Damao's heartbeat accelerated and he hugged her tightly with both hands.

"Brother Damao, you're hugging me too tightly." Zhao Fangfang said softly, with a hint of shyness in her tone.

Xu Damao loosened some of his strength, but still held Zhao Fangfang tightly in his arms. The two of them lay quietly on the bed, enjoying each other's warmth and love.

However, Zhao Fangfang's hands were still not very obedient. She kept fiddling with it like a curious kitten.

"Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for not being gentle with you!"

Xu Damao held Sister Fang's slender, soft waist tightly with both hands, and then...

Then Sister Fang let out a cry and lay on Xu Damao like a frightened kitten. She looked at Xu Damao with a triumphant look and seductive eyes. Xu Damao couldn't stand this look and sat up on the spot, hugging her slender and soft waist tightly with his hands.

Another ten minutes passed, and Zhao Fangfang seemed to have lost all her bones. After a soft moan, she slowly lay on Xu Damao's chest...

"Sister Fang, do you still dare to provoke me?" Xu Damao asked with a wicked smile.

"I don't dare anymore..." Zhao Fangfang replied shyly.

"Sister Fang, the bed in your house is too flimsy. It creaks all the time. Ask someone to fix it next time." Xu Damao continued to tease.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My bed is very solid, it's just that the ground is uneven, and one brick is a little low..." Zhao Fangfang widened her watery eyes and explained to Xu Damao with a glare on her face.

"Really? Let me check it out later." Xu Damao said half-doubtfully.

"It must be true. This bed is an old item. It was brought from my husband's house. This is the only bed that was pulled here by a horse-drawn carriage." Zhao Fangfang said seriously.

"You understand those old things, that is, antiques. Take a look at my bed later. I think it should be worth some money." Zhao Fangfang said confidently.

"Oh, since you think this thing is good, then it must be right." Xu Damao said casually, but his curiosity was growing stronger and stronger.

After all, Zhao Fangfang had no impression of old things. No matter how good this bed was, it was made of wood. According to the villagers' understanding of antiques, they generally thought that things made of wood could not be worth much. Besides, no matter how good the wood was, it was just wood! Therefore, Zhao Fangfang's evaluation of this bed was just that it was beautiful, comfortable, strong and durable.

However, as the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the door. This bed was praised by Zhao Fangfang, who has little knowledge of antiques, so it must be a remarkable item. And judging from its appearance, even laymen can understand its high value.

However, seeing Zhao Fangfang, who was a little depressed both mentally and physically, Xu Damao suppressed his desire to look at the bed right away. After all, the bed had been here for a long time, and he had other things to deal with, so it didn't matter if he waited a little longer. He decided to wait until Zhao Fangfang woke up before checking whether the bed was really as valuable as she said.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Damao woke up on time. He slowly opened his eyes and felt that Zhao Fangfang was still sleeping in his arms. He sat up gently, trying not to wake her up, and then quietly began to put on his clothes.

At this moment, Zhao Fangfang was awakened by the sound of Xu Damao getting dressed. She raised her head sleepily and asked in a daze, "Damo, are you awake?"

Xu Damao replied softly: "Well, Sister Fang, I'm awake. It's almost time, let's get up and take a look at the bed together to see if it is really as valuable as you said."

After saying that, Xu Damao quickly put on his shoes and squatted down to carefully observe one of the legs of the bed. He wanted to judge its value by observing the material of the bed leg, but because the bed leg was covered with dust, the original wood was difficult to identify. However, Xu Damao did not dislike the dust, but reached out his hand without hesitation, rubbed it a few times, and wiped off the dust on the bed leg, revealing its original appearance.

Through a layer of varnish, Xu Damao carefully observed the texture of the wood and finally determined the wood used for this bed.

"It's Hainan Huanghuali! This is incredible. Look at how thick the legs of the bed are. They are all made of Huanghuali!"

Xu Damao said in amazement.

"What kind of wood is Huanghuali? Is it from the pear tree? Is it valuable?"

Zhao Fangfang also put on her clothes, walked down, put on her cotton shoes and stood next to Xu Damao. Her round, full and perky buttocks touched Xu Damao's head, and it felt soft...

"Snapped!"

Xu Damao couldn't help himself, grinned, and reached out to pat it.

"Ouch...what are you doing!?"

Zhao Fangfang said angrily.

"I didn't do anything. You hit my head with it first, so I fought back. By the way, this Huanghuali is very valuable. I didn't expect that in addition to the Geyao plate, your family also has such a large old item."

Xu Damao quickly changed the subject to avoid making Zhao Fangfang angry.

After hearing what Xu Damao said, Zhao Fangfang felt a little proud. She reached out and gently patted Xu Damao on the shoulder, as if to hit him.

"So how much do you think I can sell this bed for?"

Zhao Fangfang was attracted and asked directly about the value of the bed.

"It's hard to say. Currently, only four legs are made of huanghuali wood. But even with these four legs, I can sell them for at least a hundred yuan! If I meet a customer who likes them, I won't have any problem selling them for a higher price!"

"And this one I haven't finished looking at. I've only seen four legs. I'm not sure about the price, but it's definitely not cheap."