Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

This time, Xu Damao went alone to screen the movie, and he planned to take the opportunity to conduct an in-depth investigation and uncover the thin veil between Chen Fei and Qin Jingru.

In the evening of the day he arrived at the village, Xu Damao skillfully set up the screen and adjusted the old projector. Upon hearing the news, the villagers gathered around, including Qin Jingru.

She was dressed in a simple floral dress, with her hair hanging down lightly, and her eyes were full of anticipation for the movie night in her hometown.

As for Chen Fei, he had quietly appeared at the edge of the crowd without anyone noticing, and his eyes never left Qin Jingru's figure. His protective attitude undoubtedly increased the doubts in Xu Damao's heart.

Before the movie starts, Xu Damao deliberately finds the elders in the village and cleverly asks about Chen Fei and Qin Jingru's past in a casual chat.

The elder's stories about the two of them catching fireflies together and weathering the storms together when they were young, as well as Chen Fei's meticulous care for Qin Jingru when he grew up, unfolded before his eyes like vivid pictures.

Xu Damao listened in fascination and sighed in his heart: It turns out that their relationship has long been deeply rooted in this land, just like the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, which has gone through wind and rain and become more resilient.

During the screening, Xu Damao glanced at the audience from time to time through the projector's beam.

Chen Fei always sat near Qin Jingru. Whenever the plot was tense or touching, his eyes would naturally turn to her to make sure she was okay.

Qin Jingru occasionally turned her head and exchanged knowing smiles with Chen Fei. That tacit understanding seemed to be their unique language. They could understand each other without words, just by looking at each other.

After the movie ended, the villagers dispersed under the moonlight, and Chen Fei naturally accompanied Qin Jingru on the way home.

Xu Damao stood in the distance, watching their backs gradually walking away, feeling mixed emotions.

He realized that the relationship between Chen Fei and Qin Jingru was not the simple sentiment he had initially guessed, but a deep friendship deeply rooted in time, growth and shared memories.

It is an existence that cannot be replaced or given up.

Xu Damao put away the projection equipment, and the curiosity in his heart was gradually replaced by respect for this simple feeling.

He decided to keep the secret in this quiet village, under the starry sky shared by Chen Fei and Qin Jingru.

But after thinking it over, he still felt unwilling.

In the quiet afternoon, Xu Damao hurriedly arrived at Qin Jingru's house.

The sunlight shone obliquely on his sweaty forehead, highlighting his inner anxiety.

However, he had never expected that what was waiting for him was not Qin Jingru's warm embrace, but her anger and vigilance.

As soon as Xu Damao stepped into Qin Jingru's yard, he heard a sharp shout. Qin Jingru mistakenly thought he was an invading robber and immediately screamed in panic.

The voice echoed in the empty courtyard, carrying with it fear and helplessness.

Xu Damao was stunned by this sudden reaction and quickly waved his hands, trying to explain his purpose.

But Qin Jingru was already dominated by fear. She tightly grasped the kitchen knife in her hand, with a determined light flashing in her eyes.

Seeing this, Xu Damao knew that it was useless to explain at this time and he had to take action to prove that he had no ill intentions.

Looking around, my eyes were fixed on a low courtyard wall.

Xu Damao gritted his teeth, climbed over the wall, and landed steadily in Qin Jingru's yard.

Although the movements were quick, they were also somewhat clumsy.

Seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Qin Jingru's eyes, and the kitchen knife in her hand loosened slightly.

Xu Damao took the opportunity to step forward and explained his purpose to Qin Jingru in a sincere tone.

The words were full of apology and concern, which gradually calmed Qin Jingru's anger.

Finally, Qin Jingru put down the kitchen knife and let Xu Damao enter the house.

Although her face was still a little pale, the vigilance in her eyes had faded a lot.

He needs to use more sincerity and actions to make up for the previous misunderstandings.

Looking at Qin Jingru who was holding a butcher knife tightly, Xu Damao approached step by step, his eyes were deep, but with a bit of helplessness and pleading.

"Put down the knife and listen to my explanation." His voice was low and sincere, trying to calm this sudden storm.

Qin Jingru clenched her teeth, a look of determination flashed in her eyes.

Brandishing the butcher knife, trying to protect himself with this last weapon.

However, Xu Damao was faster. He quickly snatched the knife from her hand and hugged her trembling body tightly.

"I know I was wrong and shouldn't have treated you like that." There was a hint of regret in Xu Damao's voice. He hugged Qin Jingru tightly with his arms, trying to use his strength to make her feel a little warmth and comfort.

However, Qin Jingru struggled violently in his arms, trying to break free, but Xu Damao held her tightly and she could not move.

"How can I believe you?" Qin Jingru's voice was tearful, with tears welling up in her eyes.

Why did Xu Damao treat her like this? She once trusted him so much, but in return she got betrayed and hurt like this.

After a moment of silence, he realized that his mistake could not be made up for with words.

But I still hope to get Qin Jingru's forgiveness and have a chance to start over.

"I know I hurt your heart, but I really hope you can forgive me." Xu Damao's voice was full of pleading and determination. "I will use my actions to prove my sincerity and let you see that I am truly repentant."

Qin Jingru's struggle gradually became weaker and tears quietly rolled down her cheeks.

These words were like a warm breeze blowing through her cold heart, and she began to hesitate whether she should give him a chance.

However, the scars in the heart are not easily healed.

It takes time to heal your wounds and to re-examine whether this relationship is worth continuing.

Xu Damao hugged her tightly, unwilling to let go.

This is a long and difficult wait, but he is willing to use all his patience and sincerity to wait for Qin Jingru's decision.

The moon was above the branches, and the stars dotted the quiet rural night sky. Under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, Xu Damao held Qin Jingru tightly in his arms. He looked as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world, afraid that it would be blown away by the wind if he let go.

His honest face was filled with a silly smile and his eyes revealed his unspeakable love for Qin Jingru.

"Brother Damao, what are you doing? The neighbors are peeping from behind the windows!" Qin Jingru's face turned red with shame, like a ripe hawthorn fruit.

While struggling to break free from Xu Damao's iron arms, he whispered angrily.

Although the voice is small, it is like an oriole singing in the green willows, crisp and pleasant, with a hint of sweetness.

When Xu Damao heard the voice, his bright eyes instantly widened into a circle, like two dazzling black gems embedded in his face.

He turned his head and looked around with a vigilant look, as if he could really see through the darkness and see the neighbors hiding in the dark.

After a moment, he turned back, grinned, and his voice was full of pride:

"Don't worry, I, Xu Damao, have very good eyesight! I can see clearly any rat moving within a ten-mile radius. Those neighbors, don't even think about doing anything tricky under my nose."

Qin Jingru couldn't help but burst out laughing after hearing this, and said coquettishly: "You are just a bandit leader, and you still talk about rats? I think you think you are a cat!"

Although there was a hint of reproach in his words, his bright eyes sparkled with unconcealable joy, and it was obvious that he enjoyed Xu Damao's humor very much.