Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Lou Xiao'e couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "Hahahaha... So, from this point of view, could it be that Yi Zhonghai has offended you before? As the saying goes, it's better to resolve a feud than to create one. Besides, he is still a big boss in charge after all!"

Xu Damao snorted coldly upon hearing this, "Tsk! I'm too lazy to care about him! I just hope he can be more sensible and not come to provoke me. Otherwise, hmph, I will definitely let him have a taste of my power and let him know how many eyes the horse king has! As for you, Xiao'e, try to have less contact with him in the future."

Lou Xiao'e nodded obediently and said, "Okay, okay, I'll remember that! Well, I'll try to reduce my contact with him in the future."

Then, Xu Damao continued to introduce other people to Lou Xiaoe: "The one who is responsible for cooking for us today is also from our courtyard, his name is He Yuzhu. Don't underestimate this guy, although he is young, his cooking skills are quite amazing!"

At this point, Xu Damao couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praise.

Then the topic changed, and Xu Damao began to criticize the Jia family again: "And that Jia family, tut tut tut... they are not easy to deal with, none of them is good! Anyway, if you meet someone from their family in the future, stay as far away from them as possible, and try not to pay attention to them if you can!"

In this way, Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e talked and laughed along the way, as if they had forgotten the passage of time.

In this relaxed and happy atmosphere, the two unknowingly arrived at the gate of the familiar courtyard at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.

This ancient and solemn courtyard now opens its heavy gate, like a kind elder welcoming a wanderer home.

There are colorful and lifelike door gods posted on the door, guarding this peaceful home.

On both sides, there are Spring Festival couplets carefully written and contributed by Yan Bugui. The vigorous and flamboyant handwriting reveals a strong sense of the New Year.

You know, Yan Bugui usually sets up a stall at the door to write Spring Festival couplets, and wins the favor of many customers with his beautiful calligraphy.

In this case, it is natural that he should be the one to paint the Spring Festival couplets in this courtyard.

After Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e stepped into the courtyard, they walked straight to the backyard without stopping.

When they walked through the front yard, everything seemed calm, but when they stepped into the back yard, the scene before them made them instantly feel the strong festive atmosphere.

I saw He Yuzhu, Yan Bugui, Yan Jiecheng, Aunt Yang and others busy outside the house.

Yan Bugui and his son Yan Jiecheng worked together to carry basket after basket of coal briquettes and mountains of firewood, with beads of sweat oozing from their foreheads.

He Yuzhu was concentrating on processing the various fresh ingredients that had just been purchased with skillful and neat techniques.

"Hey! Damao is back. This must be your beautiful girlfriend, right? Wow, she is really a natural beauty!"

When Yan Bugui heard the footsteps, he turned around suddenly, a bright smile broke out on his face. He patted the big hands that were blackened by coal dust and greeted them enthusiastically.

"Xiao'e, come here, come over here quickly."

Xu Damao parked his bicycle with a smile on his face, then held Lou Xiaoe's hand tightly and led them forward. As he walked, he said, "This is Teacher Yan, whom I mentioned to you several times before."

"He is the famous steward of our hospital! His status and prestige are absolutely top-notch! He is highly respected!"

Lou Xiao'e looked in the direction of Xu Damao's finger and saw a slightly thin old man wearing glasses standing not far away.

She quickly smiled and greeted politely: "Hello, Teacher Yan! Nice to meet you!"

Hearing Lou Xiao'e's greeting, Yan Bugui immediately smiled brightly and waved his hands repeatedly in response: "Oh, you are too polite, little girl! The words 'highly respected' really don't do him justice. Damao just likes to talk nonsense, haha..."

Although he spoke modestly, he was actually very happy in his heart, and his expression was as bright and dazzling as a blooming chrysanthemum.

At this time, Xu Damao invited enthusiastically: "It's really troublesome for you to come here in person to help! When it's noon, you must have a good drink! I'll go out and buy some good wine now."

However, Yan Bugui waved his hand and said generously: "Why buy wine? Damao, do you think I can't even afford this little wine? I will pay for all the wine used in today's engagement party!"

After saying this, he couldn't help but straighten his chest, revealing a rare heroic spirit.

Xu Damao naturally would not refuse when he saw this, and immediately smiled and nodded and said, "That's great! In that case, I will respectfully obey your order! Thank you, Teacher Yan, for your generous help!"

Then, he turned to look at Lou Xiao'e and gently instructed: "Xiao'e, you stay here and chat with Teacher Yan. I'll go find He Yuzhu to ask if there is anything else that needs to be replenished on the table, so as not to delay everyone's lunch time."

"Well, okay, go and get busy." Lou Xiao'e nodded obediently, indicating that she understood Xu Damao's arrangement.

Afterwards, Xu Damao left in a hurry, leaving Yan Bugui and Lou Xiao'e to continue their conversation...

He Yuzhu found a tattered but sturdy wooden table from somewhere and moved it to the backyard with great effort.

After he carefully set the table, he found a slightly old but still very flat chopping board and placed it on the table.

At this moment, he was holding a sharp kitchen knife with a shining cold light. His movements were skillful and neat, and he was concentrating on cutting the tender and juicy slices of meat on the chopping board.

At this time, several innocent children gathered around, their eyes wide open, their gazes fixed on the table covered with white slices of fat meat.

The children couldn't help but swallow the saliva that kept secreting from their mouths, as if the delicious slices of meat were right within reach and they could be tasted at any time.

One of the older children couldn't help but ask, "Brother Shazhu, are the dishes you prepared enough? After all, there are so many children here. If we only set up two tables, it may not be enough, right?"

He Yuzhu continued to chop meat while casually answering, "Don't worry, there will definitely be enough vegetables! It's just that in this cold season, there are really not many other kinds of ingredients. There are only some ordinary cabbages, radishes, potatoes, and the dried vegetables that were dried before."