Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

He took out a roll of cloth from the rear wheel of the bicycle, then wrapped the thing tightly and put it in the basket.

Along the way, Xu Damao was very excited and kept describing to Lou Xiao'e the great value that this antique might bring.

Lou Xiao'e frowned and said worriedly, "Da Mao, is this reliable? If the antique is not worth the price, we will suffer a great loss."

Xu Damao replied confidently: "Don't worry, my vision will not be wrong."

After sending Lou Xiao'e home, Xu Damao turned the handlebars of his bicycle and headed towards Nanluoguxiang.

After returning home, Xu Damao placed the Ming Dynasty Jingtai blue copper kettle on the table and examined it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

After admiring it for a while, Xu Damao put the treasure into his personal space, then went to bed contentedly.

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In the next few days, heavy snow fell from the sky again.

Perhaps because the weather was too bad, the publicity department of the steel rolling mill did not arrange for Xu Damao to go out to screen movies. He only needed to stay in Beijing or the factory to be responsible for some publicity work.

In this way, in addition to completing the necessary work tasks, Xu Damao has more time to take a rest and live a relaxed and comfortable life.

Time flies, and the Spring Festival is approaching in a blink of an eye. This day is also an important day for Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e to get engaged.

Early that morning, Xu Damao took out a bracelet carefully carved from white Hetian jade seed material from his personal space, handed it carefully to his mother, and asked her to hand it to Lou Xiaoe personally during the engagement ceremony.

The next day was sunny and windy. Xu Damao took a day off from the steel mill so that he could devote himself to the engagement ceremony.

He wore new clothes and went to Lou Xiao'e's house with his father in high spirits to start preparing for the grand engagement ceremony.

"Dad, isn't it a bit too shabby for us to take just these few things?"

Xu Damao looked at the gift in his father's hand and asked knowingly, with a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.

"What do you know? I have discussed with Xiao'e's parents that we cannot take anything too valuable. Don't you know what their family background is like?"

Father Xu stopped, turned around and glared at Xu Damao, then answered unhappily.

"Okay, I get it now."

Xu Damao quickly lowered his head, pretending to be willing to learn, but he didn't agree in his heart.

"But you've grown taller and taller, and you're a bit like me back then!"

Father Xu patted his son on the shoulder, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes.

When Xu Damao heard his father's praise, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he secretly complained in his heart.

He is almost 1.9 meters tall, with a handsome face and a tall figure. He is indeed very handsome.

"Thank you for the compliment, Dad. I will continue to work hard."

Xu Damao responded with a smile.

The father and son talked as they walked, and soon arrived at Lou Xiao'e's house.

Father Xu knocked on the door gently, and footsteps were heard from inside.

"Who is it?"

A woman's voice came from inside the room, with a hint of doubt in her tone.

"It's me, Lao Xu. We are here."

Father Xu said loudly.

The door slowly opened and a middle-aged woman appeared at the door. It was Lou Xiao'e's mother.

When she saw Xu's father and Xu Damao, a warm smile appeared on her face.

"Oh, it's Lao Xu, come in and sit down."

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Mother Lou greeted them warmly and welcomed them into the house.

Xu Damao followed his father into the room, looking around.

Although the room is not big, it is very neatly and clean, and the furniture is all new.

"Is this Xiao'e's room? It's so beautiful!"

Xu Damao pointed to a bedroom and asked in surprise.

"Yes, that's Xiao'e's room. How is it? Not bad, right?"

Mother Lou replied with a smile on her face.

Xu Damao nodded, with an unnatural expression on his face, as if he was a little nervous. At this time, Lou Xiaoe's father was also present. He looked up and down at the tall and mighty Xu Damao, with a satisfied look in his eyes.

At noon, Xu Damao and his father enjoyed a sumptuous lunch at Lou Xiaoe's home. After the meal, the parents of both parties discussed and determined the wedding date of Xu Damao and Lou Xiaoe, and then left in a hurry.

After leaving the Lou family, Xu's father said to his son earnestly, "Da Mao, I think Xiao'e is a really good girl. You must treat her well, okay?"

Xu Damao nodded repeatedly to show that he understood, and replied with a smile: "I see, of course you have to love your own wife."

After hearing this, Father Xu couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Humph! You are such a smooth talker. But speaking of it, do you have enough money on hand? If it's not enough, remember to tell me, I can give you some more."

Xu Damao quickly shook his head to indicate that he didn't need it, and explained: "It's enough, don't worry. In addition to my normal work, I occasionally sell some old items at the ghost market, and I make a lot of money from it."

Hearing the word "ghost market", Father Xu frowned and reminded: "Ghost market? That place is not very safe. It is full of good and bad people. You should avoid such places in the future to avoid accidents!"

Xu Damao quickly agreed and said that he would go to the ghost market less often in the future.

After Xu Damao sent his father away, he hummed a little tune happily and walked back to the courtyard with a brisk pace. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw Yan Bugui shivering in the cold wind, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Hello, Teacher Yan! It's so cold, why are you running outside instead of staying in the house?"

Yan Bugui's teeth were chattering with cold, and he replied tremblingly: "Da Mao, I just want to go out for a walk and stretch my old bones. Otherwise, they will be rusted. Come on, Damao, walk with me for a while." As he said that, he waved his hand, motioning Xu Damao to follow him.

Xu Damao curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Teacher Yan, you are in such a good mood! But I don't like wandering outside in such a cold weather. I would rather get into bed or sit by the fire." After that, he pushed his bicycle into the yard.

Yan Bugui was a little anxious when he saw that Xu Damao had no intention of strolling with him, but he couldn't say it directly, so he could only quicken his pace to catch up with him and shouted, "Hey, Damao, don't leave yet, I really have something to tell you."

When Xu Damao heard what Yan Bugui said, he stopped, turned around, and said with a smile: "Haha, Teacher Yan, just say whatever you want to say. What is our relationship? Don't be so polite."