Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

As he spoke, Xu Damao took out a pair of cotton gloves and handed them to Cuilan like a magic trick. Cuilan took the gloves and put them on without hesitation.

Xu Damao patted the back seat of the bicycle, which was padded with cotton, and motioned Cuilan to sit on it.

But Cuilan looked at the snow on the road that had not been cleared yet and said with some concern: "The snow on this road has not been cleared yet. It's easy to slip when riding a bicycle. I'd better walk there. Damao, you should go to work if you need to. Don't worry about me."

"Cui Lan, you still don't believe in my riding skills? Hurry up and get on, you won't fall!"

Xu Damao parked the bike, walked up to Cuilan, stretched out his hands, picked up Cuilan easily like a chicken, and placed her directly on the back seat of the bicycle.

"Don't worry! Sit tight, and hold on to me if you're scared!"

As Xu Damao spoke, he walked to the front of the bicycle, got on it and rode away.

When Cuilan was picked up, she hurriedly turned her head to look around, afraid of being seen by people on the street. However, it was only dawn at this time and visibility was still very low. In addition, there were not many people on the street. Her face turned red and she let Xu Damao pick her up and put her on the seat.

Xu Damao rode the bike very steadily and not very fast. Cuilan felt very safe sitting in the back and even enjoyed the feeling a little.

She gently grasped the corner of Xu Damao's clothes and felt the warmth coming from him.

Soon, they arrived at the door of a place selling breakfast.

Xu Damao stopped the car and waited for Cuilan to get out before following him out.

"Da Mao, what do you want to eat? I'll treat you." Cuilan said with a sweet smile.

"Hehe, I'm not picky about food. I'll eat whatever you eat." Xu Damao replied with a smile.

Cuilan nodded and walked into the store. Xu Damao followed immediately.

The two of them had a simple breakfast. After Xu Damao paid the bill, he took Cuilan to where she worked. After waving goodbye to her, he turned and walked towards the steel mill.

"Da Mao, how many times have you fallen on the road?"

The security comrade at the door saw Xu Damao riding his bicycle over and enthusiastically handed him a cigarette and joked.

"How could I fall? Brother, you don't know my bicycle riding skills. I have never fallen.

Besides, the snow on the road has been cleared almost completely, and this is a bicycle from our factory, so if it gets damaged, we have to pay for it.”

Xu Damao took the cigarette and put it in his mouth skillfully.

"Your cycling skills are amazing then."

The comrade from the security department said with some disbelief.

"Of course. I'll leave first. I still have to report."

After chatting with him for a few words, Xu Damao stepped on the pedal hard and rode his bicycle into the steel mill.

"Brother Zhao, do you have any plans for today?"

Xu Damao walked into the Propaganda Department's office, took out a Daqianmen cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

"Oh, it snowed really hard yesterday. We can organize people in the city to clear the snow, but no one is clearing the roads outside. We won't be able to go to the screenings these days."

Brother Zhao looked at the thick snow outside the window and frowned. He knew that such bad weather conditions would bring a lot of trouble to their work.

"Well, you must not have finished distributing flyers yesterday, so you should continue distributing flyers later."

Brother Zhao turned around, looked at Xu Damao, and spoke in a firm tone.

He knew that even if he couldn't go to screen the movie, the publicity work could not be delayed.

Xu Damao showed a hint of helplessness when he heard this. But he also understood that this was a job requirement, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay! I'll ride my bike out to do this later."

After saying that, Xu Damao took the cigarette and put it to his ear. He smiled and said to Brother Zhao, "Brother Zhao, these are some fried melon seeds my neighbor made. They are very delicious! Take them and try them."

As Xu Damao spoke, he took out a paper bag from his arms and placed it on the table. In fact, these were not some fried melon seeds from his neighbor, but something he bought on the way yesterday.

"Hehe, thank you, Damao." Brother Zhao took the paper bag with a smile, opened it and took a look. It was indeed filled with fragrant melon seeds.

He secretly sighed in his heart that although Xu Damao had some minor flaws, he was still a warm and generous person.

"But let's stop eating sunflower seeds first. Come on, let's go and clear the snow in front of our door."

Brother Zhao said, stood up and walked out. He knew that if the snow at the door was not cleared in time, it would not only affect the appearance, but also cause inconvenience to the people who came to do business.

"Hey, Brother Zhao, I can clean up the snow outside our door by myself. You can stay in this room and do your work. Our Propaganda Department needs your help."

Xu Damao hurriedly followed Brother Zhao, trying to stop him from sweeping the snow himself. After all, as a leader, Brother Zhao should have more important things to do. However, Brother Zhao was unmoved and insisted on sweeping the snow with Xu Damao.

"It's okay. We can do this little thing together and it will be done quickly. Besides, I want to stretch my muscles."

Brother Zhao answered with a smile. He felt that as a leader, he should set an example and actively participate in various tasks.

Besides, it snowed heavily yesterday, so the factory leaders will definitely walk around the factory today, although their main purpose is to see if the snow accumulated on the roof of the factory building will damage the roof.

But if I see Xu Damao is the only one sweeping the snow in the Propaganda Department, I would be labeled as lazy.

"Da Mao, I can't be treated specially. Now everyone in the factory, except the workers in the workshop, is clearing the snow. I can't be an exception!" Brother Zhao said seriously, then picked up a big broom and followed Xu Damao out.

"Just pile the snow next to those trees!" Brother Zhao said as he picked up a big broom and started sweeping the snow vigorously. Xu Damao also started working with a shovel.

The area in front of the Propaganda Department was not very large, and after only half an hour, the two of them had almost cleared the snow. The snow piled up to more than one meter high beside several trees.

"Okay, Damao, you go." Brother Zhao panted, stopped what he was doing, and said to Xu Damao.

"Brother Zhao, I'll leave then. I won't come back today. I'll come to work tomorrow." Xu Damao replied with a smile.

"Okay! No problem!" Brother Zhao nodded.

Xu Damao got on his bike and went straight out of the steel mill.

"Hey, I can slack off for another day, but where should I go?" Xu Damao thought to himself, with a look of confusion on his face. After all, there were no bars or entertainment venues in this era, so should he go to Cuinong?

Xu Damao shook his head, shook the idea from his mind, got on his bike and rode towards Nanluoguxiang.

Instead of going home directly, he decided to find Zhang Tietou and Huang Genwang to ask what fun places there were in the capital.