Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Lou Xiao'e was very curious. As everyone knows, if a woman is curious about a man, then the first step is completed...

"I never asked my parents for money. I told you, you can't tell anyone. I did some business after get off work and made some money, so I can buy a bicycle. Xiao'e, wait for me for a moment, I'll be out soon."

Xu Damao hurried back to his room, taking an extra piece of clothing with him, and then hurried out pushing his bicycle. He happened to meet He Yuzhu who came back empty-handed, looking as if everyone owed him a few dollars.

Xu Damao had no time to pay attention to this guy. He ignored He Yuzhu's probing gaze and walked straight out the door. He couldn't let this idiot ruin his good fortune.

"Come, Xiao'e, sit in the back. Here, put this coat on the back seat. It's soft. Just put your feet in the basket. There's nothing here."

"Okay, where are we going?"

“Have you been to Baiyun Temple?”

"I've heard of it, but I haven't been there yet. Is the scenery there nice?"

"Although I have never been there and have only passed by it a few times, I think the scenery there must be very beautiful. How about we go over there and take a look?"

"It's up to you. Take your bike and go wherever you want."

"Okay, sit tight!"

Xu Damao waited for Lou Xiao'e to sit down, then rode his bicycle directly towards Baiyun Temple.

"Brother, are you going out to play?"

Xiao Yuanchao at the tea stall saw Xu Damao riding his bike over and greeted him happily.

"Hey, I'm thirsty. I'll go downstairs and get some tea. Xiao'e, do you want some?"

Xu Damao waved and greeted Xiao Yuanchao, and without waiting for Lou Xiaoe to reply, he glided forward to the tea stall, parked the car, casually picked up a glass of water and started drinking.

"I'm a little thirsty too, give me a drink too."

"Give!"

Xu Damao picked up another glass of water and handed it to Lou Xiaoe.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Lou Xiao'e picked up the tea and took a few sips. When she saw Xu Damao looking at her, she couldn't help but ask back.

"Nothing. I think a lady from a wealthy family like you might not be interested in the tea from a roadside stall. After all, these porcelain cups are shared."

"No, I'm not that delicate..."

"Brother, my grandfather always cleaned these cups and put them in the pot to boil. They are so clean!"

Before Lou Xiao'e finished explaining, Xiao Yuanchao started to explain anxiously.

"Hey, big brother, of course I know your cups are clean. Oops, I forgot to bring money!"

"I have money on me, let me pay you."

"That won't do. If I take you out to play and ask you to pay, I will lose face."

"Brother, you must want that thing to pay for the tea again. No need, you and sister can go now."

"Then I would be a bastard who refuses to pay my debts. That's not okay."

As Xu Damao spoke, he walked to the back of the bicycle, took out a roast chicken wrapped in lotus leaves, and handed it to Xiao Yuanchao.

"Take it, go back and eat with your grandpa!"

"Brother, what's in here?"

"Roast chicken! Let's eat it when we get home. Don't open it here."

"Thank you, brother!"

……

"Da Mao, what's your relationship with that kid? You take such good care of him, and it seems like you two are familiar with each other, so it doesn't seem like this is the first time you've met."

"Of course it is related. His father disappeared or died in the Korean battlefield for the sake of our peaceful life. As long as I have a bite to eat, I will never let this child go hungry! But this child's family is well-off, so he won't go hungry."

"Oh, I see……"

Xu Damao's image began to grow taller in Lou Xiao'e's heart.

In Baiyun Temple, Xu Damao changed his usual casual behavior and lit three incense sticks with a serious face. After bowing a few times, he inserted them into a half-person-high incense burner in front of him and bowed a few more times with great piety.

Lou Xiao'e was very curious. Xu Damao had been smiling since he saw her, so why did he become so serious after entering Baiyun Temple?

"Da Mao, do you still believe in this god? We are in the Zhenwu Temple, and this seems to be the Zhenwu Demon-Subduing Emperor?"

"I don't believe it."

"Then why do you look so serious? And you worship so devoutly, I thought you believed in this."

"I am not worshipping the gods above, but the Taoist priests who came down from the mountain to fight against the Japanese invaders when we were fighting the Japanese devils!"

Xu Damao's voice is low, hoarse and powerful.

Recalling the past, when the Japanese invaded China, countless lives were lost. The sons and daughters of China were furious and defended the majestic homeland of China.

Every man has his share of responsibility for the rise and fall of the country. Protecting the country and the people is what Xuanyi wishes for.

Taoists either left the mountains to join the army or used their temples to help the army, participated in the war of resistance, and saved the dying and healed the wounded. Even if they sacrificed their mortal bodies, their immortal duties were completed, and even if they left the paradise, their noble spirit would live on forever.

The celestial being shines down, and the sun and moon shine brightly.

The heroic names of the martyrs will live forever. The national spirit will be passed down forever. Let us work together to realize the dream of national rejuvenation and pray for the vision of world peace.

During the Anti-Japanese War, there were countless stories of "Taoists going down the mountain" to stop the Japanese pirates all over the country! Baiyun Temple was just one of them.

"Oh, really? Then I'll bow down to you too."

When Lou Xiao'e, who was standing by, heard Xu Damao say this, she ran over, took a few incense sticks and lit them.

He imitated Xu Damao and bowed a few times, then inserted the incense into the incense burner and bowed a few more times in the same way. Xu Damao couldn't help laughing secretly at his clumsy appearance.

But in order to leave a good impression on Lou Xiao'e, I had to force myself to hold back my laughter...

"Okay, let's go over there and take a look."

Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e strolled around in Baiyun Temple.

"The bronze statue of the Great Emperor Zhenwu Dangmo that you just mentioned was cast during the Ming Dynasty, and it has a history of several hundred years."

"Look at these statues in front of you. They are from the Ming Dynasty and the early Qing Dynasty."

This is the inscription of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty... This is the inscription of Emperor Qianlong. These things are very old...

Xu Damao explained to Lou Xiaoe as he walked.

"Da Mao, how old are you this year?"

"Eighteen? What's wrong?"

"Auntie said you are not yet eighteen."

"Eighteen years old. How about you?"

"Me? I'm seventeen, one year younger than you, but how do you know so many things? Some of them I've never even heard of. I thought I had studied for a long time, so I should know more than you."

"Well, maybe it's because I like reading in my spare time. I read all kinds of books and ask questions when I don't understand something. I also have a good memory, so most of the things are recorded here."

Xu Damao pointed at his head and teased Lou Xiaoe.

"Oh, that's how it is. You also like reading books, but Auntie never told me about that."

Lou Xiao'e opened her clear eyes wide with a look of surprise, but immediately realized that she had said something wrong. She stretched out her little hand to cover her mouth, and two blushes appeared on her face.