Xu Damao's Thirty-Six Stratagems in Siheyuan

In one meal and one afternoon, Xu Damao won over Fang Xiaoru's heart and slept with her.

Even the most stubborn woman can't resist the combination of hard and soft tactics. Xu Damao's sweet words melted Fang Xiaoru's cold heart.

A few days ago, Fang Xiaoru wanted to go see her son, but she never thought that although her son was born from her family, he was educated by his ex-in-laws and hated her. In addition, Fang's father and mother were now classified as You-faction elements, which made Fang Xiaoru's son distance himself from her.

So I have been feeling quite uneasy and in a bad mood these days. Just now, Xu Damao hit a snag at the very beginning.

Fortunately, Xu Damao was cunning and had a lot of good words to say. Finally, the situation was reversed.

The combination of persuasion and sleeping pills made Fang Xiaoru feel refreshed both physically and mentally.

Before leaving, Xu Damao promised to come and accompany her every week when he had time. Fang Xiaoru, a chivalrous woman, suddenly became a little bird. Before leaving, she said, "You bastard, you jumped over the wall and left. I can't get up and close the door. Don't forget to come and see me. Otherwise, I will kill you at your place."

Xu Damao actually looked outside the yard and jumped over the wall.

Today can be said to be a great victory. Not only did he win Fang Xiaoru's heart, but he also won her body. The level of their emotions reached an unprecedented height.

After returning home, they had another drink. Gu Meifang looked at Xu Damao's upturned eyes and asked, "Why, are you suddenly so happy today?"

"The pistol incident has been basically resolved, and there is nothing to worry about. Tomorrow our Red Star Theater will perform in the city, how can we not be happy? A few days ago, I couldn't sleep well and couldn't eat well because of the matter of that second-generation idiot. Now that this big bomb has been cleared, I have to relax and feel good. Meifang, the New Year is coming soon, so take advantage of the free time now to slowly buy New Year's goods. Also, Xiaoyong has grown up, and you can also look for a daughter-in-law. Now that you are in the city, you can worry about it. If you can't make it, you can take the initiative to go to my mother and let her give you some advice."

"No wonder, seeing how happy you are, I thought you and Teacher Fang are getting back together. Okay, I see, don't worry about it. I've already bought some winter cabbage in advance, and we can just call a cart to bring it back when the time comes. Xiaoyong won't be going to the countryside to show movies in a few days, so we can just do it together."

The next day, the Red Star Troupe's performance was quite successful and won a round of applause. Li Huaide was also present and was very happy. He patted Xu Damao's shoulder excitedly and said, "Xiao Xu, I will report to the factory for your contribution. This time, our Red Star Factory can finally become famous. Hahaha, I am very happy today, very happy."

The actors and staff of the troupe were also very excited. They didn't expect that the Red Star Studio's amateur troupe could produce such a spectacular performance under the leadership of three professionals. They had to admire the high level of the two teachers, Yan Zhen and Xu Ziqing.

Xu Damao must be happy. He was happy that he finally did not disappoint Teacher Pu's expectations. He was able to protect his teacher's wife and her daughter from being excluded under complicated circumstances and to live a stable and good life in the steel mill. This was his greatest achievement.

With the promotion of Wu Lingjuan, the Red Star Troupe also went to the district party committee and government to perform a show, and received gifts from many units: meat, sugar, cloth, and cakes.

The troupe members can breathe a sigh of relief during the Chinese New Year this year. Li Huaide gave the troupe a lot of freedom with a stroke of his pen. In addition to the extra benefits provided by the factory, all the gifts from performances outside the troupe belonged to the troupe as a small collective.

What Xu Damao didn't expect was that due to the success of the small theater troupe, the factory inevitably added a small kitchen for entertaining guests before the New Year. He Yuzhu's cooking skills and humble attitude actually impressed Li Huaide in advance. He Yuzhu was promoted to a level 6 chef before the New Year and served as deputy director of the canteen. Although it was a figurehead and had no real power, at least his salary was raised.

Because of He Yuzhu's promotion, Liu Lan also rose in status and became the monitor of the third canteen.

Hey, it's convenient for both sides. Only by leaving space can we accommodate people.

At He Yuzhu's strong request, Xu Damao took Gu Meifang, whose belly was not too conspicuous, to Yard No. 95 to attend the promotion banquet that He Yuzhu had arranged for himself on his day off. The venue was of course in the main house in the middle courtyard.

He Yuzhu's action actually allowed Xu Damao to participate in the long-unseen full-court meeting of Courtyard 95.

When Xu Damao rode his bike with Gu Meifang to Yard 95, he met his third uncle Yan Fugui, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Yan Fugui actually looked very miserable.

"Uncle, what's wrong? You look so bad?" Xu Damao hadn't seen Yan Fugui for a long time, although he would occasionally come to his backyard to clean the room and check on his home to see if it was safe.

"Da Mao, long time no see." Yan Fugui took the cigarette from Xu Damao, lit it with Xu Damao's match and took a puff.

"I was not allowed to teach at school, so I was asked to sweep the floor instead. Now I am covered in dust and dirt every day. It is so hard to get by."

"Teacher Yan, it will pass, and everything will be fine."

"Fortunately, Jie Kuang has gone to the countryside to work at Saihanba Farm, otherwise Uncle San's family would have a hard time making ends meet. Damao, are you bringing your wife here today?"

"I won't hide it from you. Brother Zhuzi has just been promoted to a higher position, so he invited me over for a drink. I'm also going to clean up the backyard, as it's almost the New Year. Uncle San, I'm going to the backyard first."

Xu Damao said goodbye to Yan Fugui politely, pushed his bicycle, and took Gu Meifang to the middle courtyard. The bicycle stopped in the courtyard.

"Hey, Yushui, long time no see. Your brother-in-law isn't here? Where's the child?"

"My husband has a mission and doesn't have time. My brother got a promotion unexpectedly, so I have to come. My daughter is playing with Dun Dun and the others in the house. Brother Damao, is this my sister-in-law?"

"You haven't seen her, Meifang. This is Zhuzi's sister, and also my sister, Yushui."

"Yushui, this is my sister-in-law, her last name is Gu."

"Hello, sister-in-law." "Hello, Sister Yushui." The two greeted each other.

"Brother Damao, you saw the rain but didn't see me?"

"Oh, Sister Haitang is here too, let's have a drink at noon. I heard from the publicity department that you can drink quite well now."

Yu Haitang didn't respond, but looked directly at Gu Meifang next to her, "Is this my sister-in-law? She is so charming. No wonder I am not in Brother Damao's eyes." She said with a provocative attitude.

Xu Damao felt somewhat unhappy. After all, Gu Meifang was his wife now, and to insult her would be to insult himself.

"Haitang, you are the most beautiful girl in the factory. You are someone that I, Xu Damao, dare not pursue. Please stop making my wife feel inferior. Brother Zhuzi, have you cooked? I am hungry."

He directly walked into the house with Gu Meifang in one hand and the gift for He Yuzhu in the other hand, without even looking at Yu Haitang, and slandered in his heart: Yu Haitang, except for being younger than my Meifang, in terms of appearance, stature, and loyalty, which one can compare with Meifang. Besides, Xu Damao also knew that in addition to being with Yang Weimin, Yu Haitang also had affairs with several people in the factory, and mixed with men. I, Xu Damao, don't like to pick up other people's leftovers.