Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"Don't feel bad about this cloth. Use it as much as you can. The tighter it is wrapped, the better. When you're done, there's another roll in the back of my car. Wrap it first. I'll go to the side room and carry out your bed."

"Do you need my help, Damao?"

"No, I can do it myself!"

As Xu Damao spoke, he walked into the side room, lifted out a large bed from inside, moved it into the yard, took out a rag, washed it, and began to wipe the dust off it.

"Da Mao, go take a rest. I'll clean it."

Zhao Fangfang came to Xu Damao, took the rag from his hand and started wiping it.

"Have you finished wrapping?"

"Well, I'm done packing, what do you think?"

“It’s well wrapped!”

Xu Damao gave a thumbs up and praised repeatedly.

After the two of them cleaned the wooden bed, they moved it into the bedroom. Since it was wiped with a wet rag, it was still a little damp, so they decided to let it air for a while before making the bed.

Xu Damao looked at the new bed and a wave of thoughts surged in his mind.

I recalled the days when I lived in the countryside in my previous life. At that time, there was only a tattered wooden bed in my house, which creaked when I slept on it, making it difficult to fall asleep.

Time passed by minute by minute, and soon a few minutes passed. Zhao Fangfang was busy making the bed. She put the quilt and pillows neatly, and carefully smoothed the sheets. Everything was ready. When she was about to leave the room, Xu Damao suddenly grabbed her hand.

"Da Mao, what do you want to do?" Zhao Fangfang looked at Xu Damao warily, feeling a little uneasy.

Xu Damao did not answer, but held Zhao Fangfang's hand tightly and took her to sit on the big bed that had just been made.

"Da Mao, it's daybreak. The carriage should be here soon. You can't do this..." Zhao Fangfang said anxiously.

However, Xu Damao interrupted her: "Sister Fang, what are you thinking about? Now all the goods have been loaded onto the truck, but we haven't settled the payment yet!"

As he spoke, Xu Damao took out a large stack of banknotes from his pocket, about three or four hundred yuan, and stuffed it into Zhao Fangfang's hand without hesitation.

"Sister Fang, I didn't bring much cash this time. This is all I have. Please take it first. I will give you more next time I come."

"So much money! I don't want it, I don't want it. I just need this much."

Zhao Fangfang looked at the huge handful of money in front of her and waved her hands repeatedly, saying no. Finally, she couldn't push away the crowd anymore and just took one of the stacks, which should be about a hundred yuan.

"Okay, then I will keep the remaining money. Sister Fang, you've suffered a great loss by doing business with me." Xu Damao said with a smile.

"Hmph, it's a big loss anyway. Anyway, you already gave me a lot of money for the plate last time, plus this time's bed, I can't spend all this money in half a lifetime." Zhao Fangfang said nonchalantly, with a satisfied smile on her face.

"Although I don't understand these old things, I'm not stupid. Damao, tell me the truth. If someone came to me to buy this thing and asked me to offer a price, I might sell it for sixty or seventy yuan."

Zhao Fangfang looked at Xu Damao with gratitude, secretly feeling lucky that she had met an honest and reliable buyer.

"Haha, Sister Fang, you're too polite. I'm telling you, you have to hide the money I gave you these two times. Don't tell anyone. Keep it for yourself and spend it slowly. Don't spend too much at once."

Xu Damao reminded that he knew this money might be a huge sum for Zhao Fangfang, but he was also worried that she would become too extravagant because she suddenly got so much money, which would be bad if she was discovered by someone with ulterior motives.

"I understand this. Don't show off your wealth. I understand!"

Zhao Fangfang nodded, indicating that she understood Xu Damao's concerns, and decided to keep the money well for future use.

At the same time, she felt very warm about Xu Damao's concern and couldn't help but stretch out her arms and hug Xu Damao.

Just as the two were about to kiss, there was a sudden knock on the door and noisy voices.

“Is anyone there? Is anyone there?”

There was no need to think too much, this must be the driver that Li Ergou had hired.

Xu Damao kissed Zhao Fangfang's lips lightly like a dragonfly touching the water, then quickly turned around and walked out of the room.

He opened the gate and saw a strong man in his thirties standing outside. When he saw Xu Damao, a smile appeared on his face that only men could understand.

“Is this the thing that needs to be transported?”

The man asked, pointing to the large wrapped bed in the yard.

"Yeah, man, help me get this thing to the car later."

As Xu Damao spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a Daqianmen and handed it to the other party.

"Hey, no problem. This is my job."

The driver took the cigarette, put it in his mouth without hesitation, and then lit it with a match.

"Can the carriage be driven into the yard?"

"No, the gate is too narrow, we can't get in, we can only carry it out."

"This is really good fabric. It's used to wrap an ordinary wooden bed like this. It must be an old item, right?"

"I would only buy a few yards of this cloth for my wife to make new clothes during the Chinese New Year, but you are so generous that you actually used a whole roll to wrap this thing."

The driver, with a cigarette in his mouth, stroked the cloth wrapped around the wooden bed and said with emotion.

"Hehe, actually I don't want to hide it from you, brother. This wooden bed is much more precious than this cloth. Come on, let's carry it out together." He replied with a smile.

"No problem! Don't rush to put it in the car. I happen to have a worn-out straw mat in my car. Your bed is so precious, so you can put that mat underneath it. Although it looks worn-out, it's actually very thick and can protect your bed from damage."

The driver suggested enthusiastically.

"Hey, thank you very much, brother!"

The two of them worked together to lift the wooden bed out of the yard, then laid the straw mat neatly on the carriage, and then carefully moved the wooden bed onto the carriage together.

Next, the coachman skillfully took out a bundle of hemp ropes from the cart and expertly tied the wooden bed to the carriage to ensure that it would not shake or fall.

"Brother, this is fine. You walk slowly in front and I will follow you on my bike." Xu Damao said, looking at the wooden bed that was firmly fixed on the car.

"Okay, I'll go first then." The driver nodded, then climbed into the driver's seat and prepared to set off.

"Snap! Gear! Gear!" The coachman raised the long whip and swung it in the air, making two crisp and loud whip-flower sounds.