Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Xu Damao carefully put away the scroll, then laboriously moved a basket of cabbages to the back basket, and pushed his bicycle to deliver the cabbages to the home, under the pretext of helping others to the end.

"Hey! You haven't paid for the food yet!"

Hearing the stall owner's disappointing voice behind him, Xu Damao stopped his bicycle in annoyance, took out a bag of eggs from the back basket of the bicycle with an impatient look on his face, put them next to the cabbage stall owner and left.

"I have no money, but I won't let you suffer any loss!"

The value of this bag of eggs is much greater than the basket of cabbages just now, but Xu Damao doesn't want to waste time with the stall owner now, so it doesn't matter if he lets him make a little more money.

"Master, is your home far from here?"

"It's not far. Are you in a hurry to go to work? Go ahead and don't delay."

"Don't delay, there's still plenty of time."

Xu Damao pushed the cart and walked slowly back beside the old man.

"Old man, I see you don't look very well, did you not get enough rest at night?"

"It took me a whole night to paint that fake cabbage."

"Oh... then the old man should make sure to rest."

I entered the extremely familiar Nanluoguxiang, walked for a distance, and turned into Yuer Hutong.

When they reached almost the middle of the alley, the old man stopped.

"This is it, my friend. I am really sorry to trouble you with this matter today."

The old man stroked his beard and said to Xu Damao with a smile.

"No trouble, this basket of cabbage is very heavy, I'll help you carry it in."

Xu Damao took out a basket of cabbages from the bicycle basket and lifted it with both hands.

"No, just leave it at the door. You've already wasted quite a bit of time. Go to work, young man. Don't be late."

"Okay, old man, I actually live in this alley as well. Our two homes are not far away. I'll come visit you if I have the chance."

"Thank you for your kindness, my friend. Unfortunately, I can't stay here for much longer. Go back and drive slowly."

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

Xu Damao placed a basket of cabbages on the side outside the courtyard gate and slowly left by pushing his bicycle.

Xu Damao suppressed his excitement, forced himself to look at the painting of cabbage in his hand, and rode his bike to the steel mill.

After smoking a cigarette and hurriedly accepting the screening task, Xu Damao installed the screening equipment, rode the steel mill's bicycle straight to his destination.

As time went by, after Xu Damao left the city, the flow of people became less and less. When he rode on the country roads, there were even fewer pedestrians on the road.

Xu Damao came to a secluded and quiet place.

He stood on the footrest with his legs stretched out and looked around, then picked up the painting that the old man had given him and began to look at it.

The area of ​​this painting is not small. It is nearly one meter long from top to bottom. A red radish is painted on the top of the flower roll.

Two large cabbages are drawn near the center and in the middle, and they occupy the largest area on the drawing paper.

These two cabbages look fresh and juicy, full of vitality, plump and firm.

The cabbage stalks are thick, tender and white, and the leaves are crisp and green, which looks very comfortable.

Below the two cabbages is a tiny katydid, and next to them are three orange persimmons and two bamboo shoots.

As for the bottom, there are two shiitake mushrooms.

The cabbage alone occupies two-thirds of the painting.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

Having experienced the taste of the world, I especially appreciate the fragrance of vegetable roots.

These ten words are inscribed on the edge of the painting.

There are two red seals on the bottom left and right corners of the painting.

They are: Mr. Shiraishi and President Longshan.

The value of this painting is far different from the value of his bag of eggs.

However, the old man seemed to have noticed something and didn't want to continue dealing with him. Perhaps he knew that he had been recognized...

Xu Damao admired it for a while, then rolled it up carefully and put it away, finally putting it into his personal space.

The sun sets.

The autumn insects are buzzing loudly.

My sixth brother whom I miss day and night,

Came to my door.

We have agreed to meet at three o'clock tonight.

Dalian, my dear, was so shy that she lowered her head and said nothing...

Xu Damao was in a very good mood. He rode his bike and sang little songs along the country roads.

After meeting a fellow villager on the road again and asking about the destination, Xu Damao knew that he was about to reach his destination.

I could vaguely see the outline of a village in front of me. There seemed to be a woman doing farm work sitting on the edge of a field in front of me. She looked quite white from a distance.

Xu Damao couldn't help but slow down the car, preparing to take a good look at her face to see if she was pretty.

"Oh, it's quite iconic."

Her facial features seem quite delicate, a standard little beauty, and she doesn't look like someone who works often.

"Brother, please help me!"

Xu Damao took a look and was about to speed up when the woman suddenly waved at him for help.

Xu Damao is kind-hearted and willing to help others, especially when the person he is meeting is a beautiful woman.

After parking the car on the side of the road, Xu Damao walked into the field along the ridge.

"What's wrong, sis? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Xu Damao walked closer and asked enthusiastically. After taking a closer look, he found that the woman was probably in her early twenties.

"Hey, I just fell down. I didn't fall down, but I bent over suddenly. I think my ankle and knee are sprained."

The woman had a look of pain on her face, with a small shovel beside her. It looked like she was doing farm work in the field, but only her trouser legs and shoes were stained with mud, the rest of her body was clean.

"Sister, which village are you from? Can you stand up?"

"I am from the village in front. I can stand up, but it hurts a lot to walk."

When the woman heard Xu Damao's question, she stood up and took a few slow steps. A painful expression appeared on her delicate little face and tears were welling up in her eyes, which made people feel pity for her.

"Come, let me hold you, walk slowly. I'm the projectionist, and my task today is to go to the village ahead to project the film."

Xu Damao walked forward, picked up the shovel on the ground with one hand, held the woman's arm with the other hand, and the two of them came to the side of the bicycle.

"Come in the car, I'll take you there. I'm going to the front to show the movie, so it's on the way."

"But...but my legs hurt so much that I can't sit down."

The woman lowered her head and spoke in a low voice, looking pitiful.

"Big sister, if you don't mind, I'll carry you up there, what do you think? This is an emergency, there's nothing I can do about it. If you don't want to, I can go to the village and ask your family to come pick you up."

"I...I'd rather work as a driver. I only have one younger sister at home, and it wouldn't be of any use if she came."

The woman spoke shyly, lowering her head slightly as she spoke, just like a water lotus that is shy in the cool breeze.

"Then I'll carry you up. I think you've strained your ligament. You need to rest for a while."

“What does a ligament sprain mean?”

"It's just the tendons in your legs that are injured, the bones are fine, otherwise you wouldn't be able to stand up."

"Well...thank you very much, brother."

With one arm placed under her legs and the other hand behind her back, Xu Damao picked her up easily.

The woman also stretched out her hands and wanted to hug Xu Damao's neck, but she seemed to suddenly think of something, and quickly withdrew her hands, and a blush appeared on her face.