Rebirth He Yuzhu stays away from troubles

In the morning outside the window, the sunlight shines through the gauze-like mist, like a fairy's gauze ribbon.

The air is filled with a fresh scent, the green leaves appear more vibrant under the sunshine, and occasionally you can hear the sound of birds jumping around on the branches; in the distance you can hear the voices of children playing, adding a bit of joy and excitement to this fresh morning.

When Xu Damao woke up, he looked around the room and found himself alone. It turned out that last night's "thousands of trees and flowers bloomed for you, and the spring breeze passed through Yumen Pass several times..." was just a dream.

He turned over and smelled the lingering scent of a young girl on the bed. Then he saw dots on the sheets, like scattered cherry blossom petals, which made him realize what really happened last night.

Xu Damao spent the day in a restless mood and a little nostalgic, but the movie had to continue in the next village.

When we arrived at the destination, we unloaded the projection equipment from the bicycle and slowly started to get ready.

While Xu Damao was making preparations for the movie, he kept observing the crowd, expecting but not really hoping for the appearance of that figure.

With mixed feelings, Xu Damao still rigorously carried out the preparations before the movie. Before the movie officially started, the long-awaited figure indeed arrived.

It turned out that she seemed to have some difficulty walking today. Although she was slow, she still insisted on coming here. She couldn't hide her smile at Xu Damao from time to time.

When the people who were looking forward to and longing for the movie left one by one with satisfaction, only the two of them were left at the screening.

Li Wan'er naturally held Xu Damao's hand on the side, and after they had packed up the movie projection equipment, the two of them walked towards the guest residence, one pushing the cart and the other holding the cart.

After parking the bicycles, the two men walked into the house one after the other, carrying the projection equipment.

In the light of the bean-sized kerosene lamp, Li Wan'er had a blush on her face and lowered her head to play with the corner of her clothes.

Xu Damao thought to himself anxiously: "I have a beautiful wife with fair skin, a job that everyone envied, and a family in Beijing..."

"Brother Damao, why don't you say anything!" Li Wan'er plucked up her courage and broke the silence in the room with a blushing face.

Xu Damao coughed a few times with a guilty conscience, looked at Li Wan'er with a faint look, and said softly: "Wan'er, I have a home in Sijiu City and a wife..."

In the dim room, the flame of the bean-sized kerosene lamp was flickering, and there was a soft sobbing sound...

When Xu Damao told Li Wan'er about the matter, he was at a loss as to what to do. He was worried that Li Wan'er would yell. Fortunately, people of this era valued reputation, and this era saved him.

Looking at the sobbing Li Wan'er, Xu Damao, who had a little conscience, comforted her: "It's all my fault. I couldn't control myself. Who made me like you?"

"Wan'er, if I had known you earlier, I would definitely marry you without hesitation and take you to the Forty-Nine City."

"If you make a scene, I will definitely lose my job and I might even end up getting hated by everyone."

"But I don't regret it, because I like you."

...

After a touching confession performance, Xu Damao looked at Li Waner affectionately.

Li Wan'er raised her head, and looked at Xu Damao tenderly with her slightly red eyes, her eyes full of reluctance.

"Brother Damao, I volunteered. I won't make trouble. Don't worry."

"You are so outstanding. As a film projectionist, you will definitely have many admirers."

"I should have thought of you being married, Damao. I won't let you be responsible."

After Li Waner finished speaking, she shrugged her shoulders and began to cry softly again.

Xu Damao walked over, hugged Li Wan'er into his arms, stroked her back, and said softly: "Wan'er, it's great to meet you. I can't help but like you."

Xu Damao murmured, lowered his head, and gently kissed Li Wan'er's slightly swollen eyes.

Li Wan'er leaned weakly on Xu Damao.

The wind was roaring like a wolf and a tiger, tearing the air as if it wanted to swallow up the world; the raindrops were like dense bullets, banging on the windows as if they wanted to shatter them.

After the storm, Li Wan'er snuggled in Xu Damao's arms and slowly talked about her family.

"Brother Damao, my family has been poor peasants for three generations, so our family background is quite good."

"The amount of work points our family earns in a year is among the highest in the village."

"I have three older brothers, and no one in the village dares to bully me."

"I'm only 18 years old this year, don't I look that young?"

...

Xu Damao looked at Li Wan'er, who was as innocent as a little magpie and kept talking to him, but he was still not as firm as a rock and responded at the right time.

"Brother Damao, can you tell me about your family situation? I really want to know?" Li Wan'er blinked her big curious eyes and asked Xu Damao.

"Well, well..." Xu Damao pondered, thinking, "Is this little girl trying to trick me? If she goes to the Red Star Courtyard or the steel mill and starts crying, making a scene, or even threatening to hang herself, what should I do? What should I do?"

Li Wan'er looked at Xu Damao's hesitation and knew that he was overthinking.

"Brother Damao, I'm really just curious about what kind of family can raise someone as outstanding as you."

"I won't do anything to harm you. I do everything willingly." Li Wan'er said this and was about to cry again.

Xu Damao quickly tried to comfort her, "Wan'er, you misunderstood. I'm not worried that you would do anything to harm me. I just wanted to start from there."

Li Wan'er said gently, "Brother Damao, just say whatever you want, and I'll just listen."

"My father was a projectionist during the Japanese occupation and the Republic of China. I took over his job when the public-private partnership began."

"My mother used to be a maid in a wealthy family, so my family has been hired farmers for three generations, and our family background is also very good." Xu Damao said, pinching Li Wan'er's chin.

"Do you have a brother, sister, or younger brother?" Li Wan'er asked curiously.

"I have a younger sister, who is about 15 years old." Xu Damao replied with a smile.

Seeing that Xu Damao didn't continue talking, Li Wan'er stroked Xu Damao's arm and said softly, "Can you tell me about your wife? Let me see if she is worthy of you?"

Xu Damao looked at Li Wan'er with an expression that he finally understood, and thought to himself, "This girl has been waiting for me here, and she has been doing this for a long time just to compare herself with my wife!"

"My wife is the daughter of my mother's former maid. She belongs to the national bourgeoisie, is very pretty and has a good personality..." Xu Damao said stutteringly.

After listening to what Xu Damao said, Li Wan'er's eyes brightened a little, as if she saw hope.

"Brother Damao, your wife is not worthy of them. They are the reformed class."

"I'm only 18 years old this year. I'll wait for you for three years, okay?"

"If you don't come to find me in three years, I will marry someone else..." Li Wan'er said proudly.

Xu Damao was so embarrassed. He couldn't just say, "Don't wait for me. I don't want you to wait."

"Wan'er, I have you in my heart, let's talk about it later."

"I definitely can't get a divorce now, otherwise I'll become a rat crossing the street." Xu Damao looked to be in a dilemma.

In the early morning in the countryside, everything is immersed in the moisture of the morning dew, the crisp sounds of birds chirping one after another, accompanied by the rustling sound of the gentle breeze blowing through the wheat fields, Xu Damao set out on the road back to Sijiu City.

When they said goodbye at the entrance of the village, Li Wan'er's gentle voice still echoed in my ears, "Brother Damao, I will wait for you for three years..."