Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"Although these things taste great, it's easy to get thirsty after eating too much. We still need to drink something, otherwise you'll know in a while."

"Then how about two bowls of soybean juice?"

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and made a seemingly casual suggestion, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed that he was teasing Xu Damao.

"No, no, you can enjoy it slowly, old man. I prefer tofu pudding!"

Xu Damao had a look of horror on his face and waved his hands repeatedly, as if it was something terrible.

His eyes revealed a resistance to soy milk, as if he was recalling the painful experience of drinking soy milk in his previous life.

"Fuck!" I still remember clearly how unique that taste was. For him, who was not a native Beijinger, it was simply a torture that he could not enjoy.

The taste of douzhi seems to be the exclusive property of old Beijingers, and only they can truly appreciate its beauty.

For most outsiders, the taste of soy milk is like an unfamiliar challenge and an unbridgeable cultural gap.

"Okay, little brother, it's fine if you don't want to drink it. You really can't enjoy good things. This bean juice is paired with these fried triangles. It's so delicious that it's hard to describe."

"This fried triangle also has an allusion. In the past, during the Qing Dynasty, the boss was very harsh on the cooks, so the cooks at Du Yi Chu put a lot of more expensive ingredients, such as shrimp, lean meat, etc., into it."

“Then when I was wrapping the fried triangles, I filled them with plenty of fillings. I didn’t expect that their reputation would spread out and they became a big hit.”

The old man picked up his chopsticks and tapped the fried triangles on the plate, introducing the dishes while he ate.

The two of them ate and talked, and when they were full, they went straight to the relevant department to complete the handover of the land and property ownership certificates. Afterwards, the old man took Xu Damao to check out the courtyard.

"Here, little brother, this is the key. From now on, you are the owner of this courtyard."

"Okay, old man, you go back. I have to go to work too. It's already very late. I'm going to be late."

The last sentence was Xu Damao's silent complaint in his heart. After all, in this era, being late is considered a not-so-small mistake.

"Don't you want to go in and take a look?"

The old man asked suspiciously.

"I won't go to see it. I trust the old man."

You don't even need to look at it. This piece of land is about 300 square meters. It is located in Qianmen area of ​​Beijing, with an excellent geographical location.

"All right! The old man left."

"See you, old man."

Xu Damao took the key and watched the old man walk away before he put away the land and property ownership certificate and the key. He did not enter the courtyard to check, but got on his bicycle and rode quickly towards the steel mill.

"Da Mao, you're a little late today."

"I ran into some problems on the way, let's have a smoke. We are late and need to report in a hurry, so let's not talk for now."

"Okay, ride slower!"

Xu Damao hurriedly smoked a few cigarettes, then got on his bike and hurried towards his Propaganda Department.

"Da Mao, what time is it now?"

We were delayed on the road for a while, so we bought some food for everyone to try.

Xu Damao took out the steamed buns he bought from Duyichu, opened the paper package and let a few people taste them, then he smoked a circle of cigarettes.

"Alright, alright. Just be careful next time. This is your mission for today. Let's go now. Don't delay any longer."

"okay."

Xu Damao hurriedly packed up the projection equipment, got on his bicycle and left the steel mill.

The place where the screening was held today happened to be Sister Li’s village, so Xu Damao rushed over with ease.

After the movie, Xu Damao rode his bicycle to catch up with Sister Li who was walking in front of him and pretending not to know him.

"Come on, get in the car!"

After a moment of shyness, Sister Li twisted her slender waist and straddled the back seat of the bicycle.

"What do you want to eat today?"

Sister Li asked in a low voice behind Xu Damao, just like a wife asking her husband.

"Of course, we eat whatever tastes good."

"There's nothing delicious at home. How about killing a chicken? How about we cook it?"

"Hahaha, how come there is nothing delicious? I think you are very delicious, Sister Li, and you are so beautiful that you are a feast to the eyes."

"Hey, keep your voice down, there's someone behind you!"

Sister Li was sitting on the back of a bicycle. When she heard Xu Damao teasing her, she felt very embarrassed for a moment and reached out to pull Xu Damao's clothes from behind.

"Sister Li, we are on the way, don't be so impatient."

"You're not allowed to talk nonsense!"

Sister Li reached out her hand, her cheeks flushed as she gently pinched the flesh on Xu Damao's back.

"Oh... It feels so good. It's itchy right there. Sister Li, you have to scratch it for me later."

……

After entering Sister Li's house, Sister Li jumped off the bicycle nimbly and started to make a fire and cook, while Xu Damao stepped in to help with familiarity.

"Don't kill the chicken, just eat something. I have some fried triangles that I bought this morning. Sister Li, just go make some soup."

"What kind of soup would you like? How about egg soup?"

"Fish soup, put some mushrooms in it, it's more fresh."

"Okay, I'll go fish."

"Don't fish anymore. I have some in the back. Sister Li, just go and light the fire."

Xu Damao reached out to stop Sister Li, walked to the bicycle, and took out a lively black fish weighing about three pounds.

Kill the fish quickly and cleanly, and chop it into small pieces with a knife.

Sister Li had already started the stove, so she put some lard in the hot pot. When the oil was hot, Xu Damao put all the chopped fish pieces into the pot...

After eating and drinking, Xu Damao just felt waves of sleepiness coming over him.

"Sister Li, I got up too early this morning and my eyelids are drooping. I'm going to sleep for a while."

Xu Damao said something to Sister Li who was washing pots and dishes, then went back to his room, took off his clothes and got into bed. Soon he fell into a deep sleep.

When he opened his eyes, Xu Damao saw Sister Li sitting beside the bed, looking at him quietly, so he rubbed his eyes and looked at the time.

It's still early.

"Sneak attack!"

"oops……"

"Sister Li, I bought a courtyard house in the city. Why don't you move in there?"

Xu Damao was lying flat on the bed, while Sister Li lay half of her body on Xu Damao's chest, gently pinching the muscles on Xu Damao's chest with her right hand.

Xu Damao put his right arm around Sister Li's neck, and his left hand was like he was stroking a docile kitten.

Thank you for your kindness, little brother. However, I have already gotten used to living here. Thanks to you, I am now well off and considered a wealthy man in the village. I live a very comfortable life here and will not go to the city anymore.

Sister Li politely declined Xu Damao's invitation.