Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Xu Damao quickly put his arm around her shoulders and whispered, "Don't worry, this is something for our wedding, so it's worth it even if it's a little expensive. Besides, look at how beautiful the embroidery is, it's definitely worth the price!"

The shopkeeper heard their conversation and said with a smile: "You two are really in love! But this bundle is really worth the price. It is not something that ordinary people can embroider."

As he spoke, he put the big unity money into the drawer and took out two dollars to give to Xu Damao as change.

Xu Damao took the change and put it in his wallet, then said to the shopkeeper, "Boss, please pack it up for us."

The shopkeeper nodded, quickly folded the two bundles neatly, put them in a bag and handed it to Xu Damao.

Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e walked out of the cloth shop hand in hand. Lou Xiao'e still felt a little unwilling, but seeing Xu Damao's indifferent look, she didn't say anything more.

The sky gradually darkened, as if a huge gray curtain slowly descended, covering the whole world. Xu Damao nimbly stepped onto the bicycle and sat steadily on the seat. He quietly waited for Lou Xiaoe to get on the bike, with a hint of expectation and tenderness in his eyes.

After Lou Xiao'e sat firmly, Xu Damao gently stepped on the pedal, and the wheels began to turn, taking them towards Lou Xiao'e's home. Along the way, the breeze brushed their faces, bringing a little coolness, but this did not affect the warm atmosphere between them at all.

"Da Mao, do you have any plans for tomorrow?" Lou Xiao'e asked softly, her voice as sweet as the sound of a yellow oriole singing in a valley.

Xu Damao raised his lips slightly and replied with a smile: "No, it's the first day of the new year, what can I do? Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Lou Xiao'e's eyes flashed with excitement, and then she said: "I heard that the streets will be very lively tomorrow! There will be lights and decorations everywhere, and crowds of people. How about we go shopping together?"

Xu Damao nodded without hesitation, expressing his agreement: "Sure, of course! Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I might as well go out and join in the fun. I'll go to your house to find you tomorrow morning!"

Lou Xiao'e smiled happily, like a blooming flower: "Okay, then it's settled!"

Soon, Xu Damao successfully sent Lou Xiao'e to her doorstep.

Seeing her walk into the house, Xu Damao felt a sense of satisfaction. Then he turned the car around and drove straight to the courtyard where he lived.

At this moment, the cold wind was biting and the icy air made people shiver. However, since it was New Year's Eve, every household had closed their doors and windows, and the house was filled with tempting aromas.

People stay at home and carefully prepare various delicious dishes to welcome the arrival of the New Year.

Chinese people have always attached great importance to the Chinese New Year, especially the New Year's Eve, which has a special meaning. No matter how poor the family is, everyone will try their best to prepare some delicious food and share this joy and happiness together.

As the saying goes: "No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor during the New Year." Even poor Yang Bailao would find ways to borrow two taels of white flour and go home to make dumplings.

After Xu Damao parked the car, he hesitated for a moment. In the end, he did not step into his house, but turned around and took out a bag of fragrant pig head meat from the basket behind the car. Then, he walked towards He Yuzhu's house next door...

On the way, he happened to see Yi Zhonghai holding two bowls of fragrant and mouth-watering meat dishes, walking hurriedly towards Jia Dongxu's house.

When their eyes met, they smiled friendly at each other and whispered to each other, "Happy New Year!" Then they passed each other and continued on their way.

"Hmph! You old man, you really pretend to be the real thing!" He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.

I thought to myself: These Military Intelligence Bureau spies are all ruthless characters who disregard life and death. Their performance is simply a thrilling battle of life and death.

Every detail and every expression must be perfect; the slightest mistake could result in fatal disaster.

Compared with the so-called actors in previous lives, they are the real masters of acting.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head. Those stars who live under the spotlight may be able to win the audience's applause with their outstanding appearance and superb skills, but how can the pressure and risks they face be compared with those of these hidden agents?

Here, the slightest mistake can lead to eternal damnation, but these people still plunge into it without hesitation, using their wisdom and courage to write legendary stories.

"Let's go out for a walk tomorrow, and visit Zhang Yungui. I don't know if he has recovered and been discharged from the hospital. After all, several knives were deeply stabbed into his body..."

He muttered to himself, a hint of worry in his eyes.

The fierce battle seems to be still vivid in my mind, and the bloody scene makes people shudder. I hope Zhang Yungui can be safe and recover soon.

"Knock, knock, knock! Shazhu, are you home?" A clear and loud knock on the door came. It turned out that it was Xu Damao standing at the door, knocking hard on the door and shouting loudly.

Not long after, the door slowly opened a crack, and a small and cute head poked out from the crack. It was He Yushui. She blinked her big, lively eyes and looked out of the door curiously.

When He Yushui saw that the person coming was Xu Damao, a bright smile immediately broke out on his face, and he shouted crisply: "Silly brother, Xu Damao is here to see you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she gently pushed open the door, then quickly stepped back, stood aside obediently, and waited quietly for Xu Damao to enter the room.

Seeing this, Xu Damao strode into the room without hesitation. As soon as he entered the room, he smelled the rich aroma of dumplings, and he couldn't help but drool. He saw Sha Zhu busy in the kitchen, with a pile of dumplings and various ingredients on the table.

"Shazhu, are you cooking?" Xu Damao asked with a smile.

"Yeah, that's right, we're making dumplings today. Damao, how about you try my cooking? If you haven't eaten yet, let's eat here together." Sha Zhu invited enthusiastically.

However, Xu Damao waved his hand and said, "Hey, it's New Year's Day, I dare not disturb your reunion.

By the way, didn’t I mention it to you a few days ago? I asked you to help prepare two tables of food, so you can make the arrangements.” As he said that, he gently placed the paper bag containing fresh pork on the table.