The wonderful life of Xu Damao, who is full of love in the courtyard

"You are not poor, you are lazy. If there is no big cafeteria in Zhe Village, you three lazy people will starve to death. It is this society that saved your life."

"That's why I am grateful to the old man Taishang Zhizun."

"You are embarrassing the Supreme Elder."

"Don't talk, don't talk, I'll ask the projectionist, is it true to show the movie in Dingjiazhuang? Or is it fake?" The lazy man looked at Xu Damao anxiously.

"Really, is this still fake?"

"Then I'll go back and wait!" The lazy man walked out of the village with his pants on.

"Three lazy bastards from Dingjiazhuang, he came to watch the movie when he heard that there was a movie in our village. Now after hearing what you said, he went back again!"

Xu Damao shook his head and smiled wryly, then turned his head and got busy with his two young apprentices, hanging the movie curtain, sorting the film, and setting up the projector.

Two movies are shown this time.

One outmaneuvering Huashan

a visitor from afar

Seven o'clock hasn't arrived yet.

The open space in the courtyard of the brigade was crowded with people, with children playing and joking in front, and adults sitting cross-legged on the ground behind, or carrying their own small stools and sitting on the stools.

There are even fellow villagers who rushed to the scene with their rice bowls in their hands, reckoning that they want to watch while eating.

Xu Damao also saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses in the corner of the brigade, who gave Xu Damao a human atmosphere.

This man has a story!

"Cunchang Liu, why is he standing so far away? Can you see it?"

"You mean that landlord bastard?"

When Xu Damao heard this, he felt infinite sympathy for the middle-aged man in his early forties!

Not sympathy for what happened to him.

But sympathy for his environment!

He who looks like an intellectual should be in the position he should go to, instead of being like now, anyone can call him a landlord bastard contemptuously!

"He has a bad background!"

"His father is a big landlord in our village. He is a talented student from Yanjing University. He was going to work in your steel rolling mill, but he didn't pass the test of his background, so he stayed in our village and gave him a few acres of dry land. "

Xu Damao looked at the sky.

Fate tricks people!

"Originally, this incident has passed. Who knows that some time ago, there was news that he had relatives in Xiangjiang. We found a letter from his home that he wrote to relatives in Xiangjiang. It contained the idea of ​​fleeing to Xiangjiang. Lock him up."

Xu Damao sighed silently in his heart.

How many people ran to Xiangjiang!

How many people died on the way to Xiangjiang.

How many of those who went to Xiangjiang will stand out?

Presumably, most of them are at the bottom of the society, fighting guerrillas with Xiangjiang's tolerance every day, and finally embarked on a black road of no return.

Do you really think it is heaven!

It's hell!

"Who, come here to see, but you can't see clearly there."

"Projectionist Xu, he is a landlord's bastard, and he wants to go to Xiangjiang. If you can't let him come, let him be educated in front of the hut."

"I'm fine here."

Xu Damao didn't insist either.

Some may be emotional!

After the movie.

When leaving, Xu Damao turned his face to look at the person who was being educated standing in front of the toilet.

If Lou Xiao'e hadn't left, would she have received the so-called education in front of the hut like this person! ! ! !

Chapter 74 The Figure in the Corner of the Compound

Xu Damao admits that he is not a person who can be moved casually.

But the scene in front of me.

It still wets Xu Damao's eyelids.

After coming out of Liujiawan.

Several villagers from Dingjiazhuang were waiting at the entrance of the village with lanterns in their hands.

When I saw Xu Damao and the others.

The few villagers who seemed to be a little stiff from the cold let out surprise sounds, and some of them rushed to greet them without even caring about moving their slightly stiff limbs.

Looking at Xu Damao and the others, while at a loss, his mouth also became clumsy.

"The road is difficult to walk. Our village chief asked us to illuminate it for you. I am worried that you are hungry, so let us bring you some food."

There were six hard-boiled eggs placed in the basket, and they wrapped them layer by layer, and a small pot of warm red bean porridge.

This may be the best thing they can come up with.

It was treating Xu Damao and the others as the most precious guests.

Xu Damao opened his mouth and wanted to say something to thank him, but he couldn't say a word at this moment. It seemed that there was a big stone in his mouth, blocking what Xu Damao was about to say.

Any words of thanks and embellishments.

It is an obscenity to the actions of the villagers.

All a thousand words.

All of them were put into practice by Xu Damao and the others.