Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Under Xu Damao's control, the bicycle was extremely fast, like a ferocious cheetah, shuttling between the roads at a high speed. The speed even reached more than 30 kilometers per hour. If the road conditions were better and the road surface was smoother, he believed that he could ride faster!

When passing a small town, Xu Damao hesitated for a moment. He suddenly remembered that he was going to visit Zhao Fangfang's home this time. He couldn't go empty-handed, right? So he turned the handlebars and turned directly into the town.

Zhao Fangfang has a great figure, with a curvy figure, a slim waist, and two long legs. She must look very beautiful in a cheongsam. However, given her personality, she probably wouldn't like such conspicuous clothes. But this did not affect Xu Damao's love and appreciation for her.

In the small town, Xu Damao looked around for a suitable gift. In the end, he spent a few dollars to buy a fragrant roast chicken, some delicious braised meat, and some snacks that were popular in this era, mostly fried foods.

Passing by a family that was slaughtering goats, he bought some fresh mutton. Although these gifts were simple, they were carefully selected by him, hoping to express his feelings.

After getting ready, Xu Damao got on his bike again and headed for his destination. Because he rode very fast, he arrived at Zhao Fangfang's village before noon.

In the cold winter, there is not much work to do in the fields.

The whole village was silent, with only a few children playing in the snow.

Xu Damao sneaked up to Zhao Fangfang's door like a thief, muttering to himself: "In this weather, everyone is hiding at home!" He pushed his bicycle carefully, but found that the gate was closed with a cold iron lock hanging on it.

Xu Damao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He muttered to himself, "What should I do? Sister Fang is not at home. Where would she go in such a cold day? Is she out shopping?"

While complaining, he looked around, hoping to find some clues. Suddenly, he noticed the pile of branches around the yard, and an idea came to his mind. He quickly pushed his bicycle to the pile of branches, looked around, and then put the bicycle into the portable space.

Xu Damao then looked around, and tiptoed to the outside of Zhao Fangfang's courtyard wall, then jumped, holding onto the top of the wall with both hands, and easily climbed over the wall. After landing steadily, he walked into the main room, and seeing that the door was not locked, he pushed it open without hesitation.

After entering the house, Xu Damao found a stool to sit down, then took out a few paper bags from his personal space and placed them on the table. He thought to himself: "The first time is new, the second time is familiar, the third time I will treat this place as my own home!"

Xu Damao opened a bag of melon seeds and ate them slowly, waiting for Zhao Fangfang to come back.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten minutes had passed. There was a sound of a door opening. Zhao Fangfang, carrying a basket on her shoulder, walked lightly into the yard and locked the door tightly. She noticed that the door of her main room was open, and out of curiosity, she slowly walked over.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, a deep cry came from the door. Xu Damao suddenly jumped out from behind the door, whispering frighteningly, trying to scare Zhao Fangfang.

However, this action frightened Zhao Fangfang so much that her face turned pale and her screams resounded throughout the room. She took a step back in fear and the basket in her hand fell to the ground.

"Haha, Sister Fang, it's me. What were you doing outside in such a cold weather?"

Xu Damao showed a smug smile on his face. He bent down, quickly picked up the basket, and helped Zhao Fangfang up.

"You...you scared me to death!"

Zhao Fangfang was still in shock, stroking her swollen chest with her hand, her face full of fear. Her beautiful eyes looked at Xu Damao with resentment, as if she was dissatisfied with his prank just now.

"Nothing. I went to the field to dig some radishes and came back to make some salted radishes. My door was locked. How did you get in?"

Zhao Fangfang calmed herself down, took the basket, and walked briskly towards the kitchen.

"Your wall can't stop me. I'll just jump in. It's so cold, won't the radishes in the field freeze?"

Xu Damao frowned and asked in confusion.

"These are all harvested radishes. We dug a hole in the ground and buried them. They won't freeze. Damao, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'll make it for you."

"I brought some food when I came here, and I also bought some sesame cakes. You can make some soup."

"Well, let's have sweet potato noodle soup."

"Okay! I'll lend a hand."

Xu Damao followed Zhao Fangfang into the kitchen. Seeing Zhao Fangfang skillfully taking radishes out of the basket and placing them neatly on the ground, he couldn't help but sigh, "You really know how to live."

Zhao Fangfang smiled and said, "There's nothing I can do. My family is poor, so I can only think of ways to save money." As she spoke, she began to wash the radishes and prepare to cook lunch.

Xu Damao was helping out, he was lighting the fire and taking out the sesame cakes he had bought and baking them outside the furnace. After all, it was so cold that the sesame cakes would have been cold long ago.

Zhao Fangfang first put some water into the pot, then washed a sweet potato, chopped it into small pieces with a knife and put it into the pot. After cooking for more than ten minutes, she took out some flour, stirred it with cold water and poured it directly into the pot.

"Da Mao, there's no need to add more firewood. The remaining fire is enough."

"Okay, I'll push the bike in first, the car is still outside!"

"Oh, why didn't you go and push it earlier? Don't lose it. Go quickly!" Zhao Fangfang said anxiously.

Xu Damao quickly put down the work in his hands, walked out of the kitchen quickly, went outside and pushed the bicycle into the yard.

When they returned to the kitchen, Zhao Fangfang had already prepared the meal. The two sat at the table and began to enjoy lunch.

"Da Mao, are you going to show a movie here today?"

"No, it's in another place. This place is on the way. I missed you, Sister Fang, so I came to see you right away. Sister Fang, did you miss me?"

"You're so funny! Who missed you?"

A hint of shyness flashed across Zhao Fangfang's face, but she quickly covered it up and pretended to be angry and said:

"Just come if you want to. You don't have to buy so many things."

"It's okay. You can keep these and eat them slowly. They won't go bad even in the cold weather."

Xu Damao said with a smile, then turned his gaze to Zhao Fangfang. It had been a while since they last met. Zhao Fangfang was wearing a blue cotton jacket, black trousers, and cloth shoes. She looked very simple, but it couldn't hide her beautiful face.