Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Brother Zhao smiled helplessly, patted Xu Damao on the shoulder and said, "Alright, alright, didn't we have a task to post flyers a few days ago? Damao, take a bundle and put it in the basket, push the bicycle out, and post those flyers when the snow stops. This way we won't look like we have nothing to do, and we can complete our work tasks."

Brother Zhao made arrangements for Xu Damao in a bad mood.

"What if the snow doesn't stop?"

Xu Damao said in a pretentious manner.

"You kid, you're standing in the middle of the road when the snow hasn't stopped! Keep your head up and wait for it to stop! Get out of here now!"

Brother Zhao sent Xu Damao away in a bad mood.

"Hey, this is just for fun. I'll leave after I finish smoking this cigarette."

"By the way, Brother Zhao, I didn't ride my bike here today. Can I ride the factory bike home first? I'll ride back tomorrow."

"Okay! Go ahead and ride away, but be careful not to fall or get hurt!"

Xu Damao smiled with satisfaction after hearing what Zhao said. He quickly stood up and took out a bundle of flyers from the cabinet, ready to put them in the basket of his bicycle.

Then Xu Damao walked out the door. Before leaving, he looked back at Brother Zhao and said with a smile, "Brother Zhao, I'll go right away, don't worry."

Brother Zhao waved his hand, signaling Xu Damao to hurry up. Xu Damao opened the door and disappeared in the flying snow.

Xu Damao wrapped his leather jacket tightly, walked out of the office quickly and went outside. He walked under the shed, carefully unlocked the bicycle, put the bundle of flyers into the basket at the back of the bicycle, and then carefully covered it with a waterproof tarpaulin to prevent the flyers from getting wet by the snow.

Then he put on thick leather gloves and pushed his bicycle slowly towards the gate of the steel mill.

In fact, Xu Damao understood what Brother Zhao meant from the beginning. Brother Zhao was worried that everyone was staying in the office. If the leader found out, it would be too embarrassing. So, he came up with this idea and sent them out to post flyers.

Brother Zhao's original intention was to let them find a place outside to hide from the snow, or if that didn't work, they could just go home and rest...

"Da Mao, it's snowing so hard, are you still going out to work? Are you going to show a movie?"

At this time, the comrades from the Security Department saw Xu Damao pushing his bicycle out and couldn't help but teasing him.

Xu Damao smiled and replied, "Brother, you really love to joke. It's snowing heavily on this road. It's hard for me to push my bike. I can't ride it at all."

"The leader has arranged for us to wait until the snow stops before posting flyers," Xu Damao said to the comrades from the security department. After that, he reached out and lifted the tarpaulin at the back of the car for the comrades from the security department to check.

The comrade from the security department stretched his head to take a look. There was only a bundle of flyers in the basket, without even a brush or glue. He glanced at Xu Damao meaningfully.

"Haha, brother Damao, just go out and find a place to hide from the snow. Why do you need to post any notices? Haha!" said the comrade from the security department with a smile.

"Hahaha, that's right, brother." Xu Damao also laughed a few times tacitly, then pushed his bicycle and walked out.

"What a horrible weather! Where can I hide from the snow?" Xu Damao complained as he pushed his bicycle. Due to the heavy snow, few shops on both sides of the street were open for business. Xu Damao walked for a while but couldn't find a place to hide from the snow.

Xu Damao had no choice but to push his bicycle towards the courtyard house he had bought. After all, the courtyard house was not far away, only a little over two miles away.

It took Xu Damao more than ten minutes to reach his destination after walking forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow. He rubbed his hands and blew out a breath of hot air to relieve his frozen fingers.

"Cuinong! Cuinong, are you at home?" He thought that Cuinong should be at home, so he lowered his voice and called softly.

"Who is it?" A crisp response came from inside the house. Then, the door of the side room slowly opened and Qian Longmei walked out. Beside her stood the petite and cute Cuinong, who was sticking her head out and looking out the door curiously.

"Oh, it's Brother Damao. Come in quickly. It's cold outside!" When Qian Longmei saw Xu Damao, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face, but she quickly regained her smile, opened the gate and warmly invited him in.

When Cuinong heard Xu Damao's voice, she immediately retracted her little head like a playful little rabbit.

"Hey, Sister Qian, you have guests here." Xu Damao pushed his bicycle into the shed, brushing off the snow on his body. When he entered the house, he was surprised to find that there was a young man inside.

"Come on, have a cigarette."

Xu Damao took out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from his pocket, skillfully took out a cigarette and handed it to the young man.

The young man was about 24 or 25 years old, about 1.7 meters tall, with regular features and average looks, but not bad in this era. His sturdy and solid figure reminded Xu Damao of He Yuzhu in the yard.

"Who is this?"

Xu Damao and the young man asked at the same time.

"Hehe, let me introduce you. Brother Gang, this is my and Sister Qian's landlord, Brother Damao."

"This is Qian's boyfriend, Zhao Gang, the chef of Quanjude."

Cuinong introduced them in an extremely professional manner, looking at the two of them with lively eyes, and it was unknown what she was thinking in her mind.

"Ah, hello, hello!"

Zhao Gang took the Daqianmen handed to him by Xu Damao with a smile, put it in his mouth, and then stretched out his hands to shake hands with Xu Damao.

Xu Damao also stretched out his hand and shook hands with Zhao Gang.

"Brother Xu is young and promising. Seeing you own such a large courtyard at such a young age, it's really enviable."

Zhao Gang spoke politely to Xu Damao.

Xu Damao smiled and said, "No, no, these are all the assets left by our ancestors. I am just inheriting them."

Zhao Gang nodded, showing his understanding: "However, being able to protect this family business is also a kind of ability. Brother Xu, if you need any help in the future, just ask."

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Zhao." Xu Damao said politely.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Zhao Gang suddenly pointed to a few paper bags on the table and said to Xu Damao, "By the way, I brought some wine and food when I came here today, all of which I made myself. The weather is so cold, why don't we have a few drinks together to warm up our bodies."

Xu Damao's eyes lit up: "Great! Brother Zhao, you are so enthusiastic. I just happen to have some wine in the car. We can drink some together."

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he turned around and went out, walked to the back of his bicycle, pretended to take out a bottle of wine from it, and then trotted into the room.