Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Wang Sanmei continued to remind him, as if she was worried: "After you enter the city, remember to be careful when you speak to people. Don't talk nonsense like you do at home."

Wang Ling pouted impatiently and muttered, "Oh, I know, sister, you've told me several times."

"Oh, look at you, you ran out like this without even putting on a hat. It's still very cold outside! No, no, I'd better go find you a hat to wear. Don't catch a cold." After saying that, Wang Sanmei turned around and walked into the house.

After a while, she came back with a cotton hat in her hand, gently put it on her sister Wang Ling's head, and carefully adjusted the brim.

Then, she took Wang Ling's hand and said a lot of words of advice: "Be careful when you go out, don't run around, and if you encounter anything, remember to come home quickly..."

After breakfast, Wang Sanmei saw Xu Damao walking towards the bicycle at the door. She slowly let go of Wang Ling's hand, her face full of reluctance.

Xu Damao greeted Wang Sanmei with a smile, then motioned for Wang Ling to sit on the back seat of the bicycle.

After Wang Ling sat firmly, he stepped onto the seat and gave a push, and the car began to move forward slowly. The two talked and laughed along the way.

"Wang Ling, what do you usually do at home?" Xu Damao asked curiously.

Wang Ling thought for a moment and replied, "Actually, I didn't do anything special. I just got up every morning to feed the chickens at home, and then helped my sister with the chores in the restaurant."

At this point, she seemed to suddenly remember something and quickly added, "Oh, by the way, I have to go to the village every week to participate in militia training."

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be a female militiaman! How are you doing as a militiaman?" Xu Damao continued to ask with interest.

Hearing this, Wang Ling immediately perked up, raised his chin and said confidently: "Of course it's amazing! My shooting skills are very accurate. Even our militia captain said that my shooting skills are comparable to his!"

"Is this true? So powerful! What kind of guns do your village militia have?" Xu Damao was obviously interested.

Wang Ling counted on her fingers, "There are all kinds of guns, such as Hanyang rifles, Zhongzheng rifles, and Type 38 rifles. There is also a mortar, but unfortunately there are not many shells."

Xu Damao and Wang Ling walked into the capital city, chatting and laughing. At this time, the sun was high in the sky and it was just noon.

"Wang Ling, it's already noon, what would you like to eat? I'm treating you today, so don't be polite to me, we can eat whatever you like!"

As Xu Damao was talking, he led Wang Ling to a bustling market. There were all kinds of snack stalls on both sides of the road, and the aroma was so fragrant that it made people salivate.

Wang Ling looked around curiously, her eyes full of novelty. She sighed, "This city is so much more lively than our village! But I can eat anything. I'm not picky."

Xu Damao waved his hand and said with a hearty smile: "How can that be possible! Since we are in the city, we must taste some delicious food."

"By the way, there's a wonton stand up ahead that tastes really good. I'll take you over there to try some!"

When Wang Ling heard that they were going to eat wontons, she hesitated and said, "Will wontons be expensive? Why don't we just eat something simple?"

Xu Damao quickly waved his hand and consoled him, "Don't worry, it's not expensive at all. These wontons are much cheaper than the roast chicken your sister gave me!"

After that, he pushed his bicycle to the wonton stand and shouted to the stall owner: "Hey, brother, give us two bowls of wontons and two sesame cakes!"

"Okay, please wait a moment, it will be ready soon!" the stall owner responded enthusiastically.

After a while, two bowls of steaming and fragrant wontons and two golden and crispy sesame cakes were placed in front of them.

Xu Damao picked up the spoon and gently stirred the wontons in the bowl. Then he picked up one, blew on it, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, with a satisfied expression on his face.

While eating, he said to Wang Ling, "Wang Ling, after you finish eating the wontons, I will take you home to rest. I still have to go to the factory to store the projection equipment in the warehouse."

"Okay, who is in your family?" Wang Ling asked curiously.

While Xu Damao was busy putting things away, he replied, "It's just me, no one else! Just take a good rest at home, don't move around."

"I'll put these projection equipment in place first, then go find Sha Zhu and say hello to him so that he can come back early."

Soon, the two finished their meal. Xu Damao got on his bicycle and rode with Wang Ling all the way. Soon they arrived at the compound at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.

At this time, the yard seemed a little deserted. Most of the residents had either not returned from get off work yet or were staying at home and not walking around.

There was no one in sight in the empty yard, only the occasional chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves in the wind.

After Xu Damao parked the car, he took out the key from his pocket, opened the door of his house skillfully, and turned to Wang Ling and said, "Wang Ling, this is my home. Go in and have a rest for a while. I have to go to the factory quickly."

Wang Ling nodded gently and replied: "Okay, I'll wait here for you to come back."

Xu Damao smiled and reminded her: "Then I'll leave first! By the way, the water in the thermos must have gotten cold. If you're thirsty, there's a coal stove in the kitchen. You can boil some water yourself."

After finishing the instructions, Xu Damao pushed his bicycle slowly out of the yard, heading further and further towards the steel rolling mill.

"Hey, Damao is back. You've been busy running around. You must have worked so hard!"

"It's not hard, Brother Zhao. You don't know, I was rushing back before dawn today! I had no choice. I had some urgent matters to deal with at home this afternoon, so I couldn't stay here any longer."

Xu Damao deliberately panted heavily and moved the heavy projection equipment with great effort, grinning at Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao looked at him and nodded, "Okay, I know you've worked hard. Now that you've completed your projection tasks, go do your own thing."

"Okay, thank you Brother Zhao for your understanding!" Xu Damao responded as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders, and then carefully moved the projection equipment into the warehouse and put it away.

Then he got on the bicycle, pushed hard with his feet, and the wheels started to spin rapidly.