I messed up the Siheyuan

Xu Damao felt happy!

Today at the factory, he had already gotten a pretty good idea of ​​An Ran's situation.

I'll go to my dad's place and learn more about his family background in the next few days.

Then he can get his stuff.

He felt that all these years he had lived were not wasted.

The techniques of picking up girls learned from those older girls and young wives were not something that an 18-year-old girl like An Ran could withstand.

As long as you use a little effort... hehe...

Taking her down is a piece of cake!

Judging from what I learned today, An Ran's family background is definitely not small.

Don’t say anything else!

Even the clothes he wore were not something that ordinary people could afford.

For a family like this, if they can get themselves a position in the factory, wouldn't that be a sure thing?

When I think about the fact that in the near future I can be a leader and say "humph-humph-ha" to my subordinates...

Xu Damao was so happy that he felt like he was about to fly.

This is not the case yet! He is already a little bit arrogant...

Humming an unknown tune and walking briskly, Xu Damao returned to the courtyard.

The moment he stepped through the door, he blinked and pursed his lips, as if something was missing.

Oh! ...By the way...

Where is the third uncle?

Uncle Sanda is an elementary school teacher and most of his classes are in the morning.

There are occasionally a few afternoon classes, which usually end before three in the afternoon.

After class, he would come back early, stand at the gate and water his dying wild flowers.

This is also the reason why everyone in the courtyard can see him as soon as they come back.

But today...where are the people?

I listened carefully...Wow! ...

Faintly... bursts of snoring could be heard coming from Yan Fugui's house.

Take a closer look... Wow! ...

Where is the door of the Third Uncle's house? ...Where is the door?

Xu Damao, who was curious, parked his bicycle and walked over quietly.

The closer we got to Uncle Three's house, the louder the snoring became.

Xu Damao could even hear that there were at least three people snoring.

This made him even more curious.

When he got closer, I looked through the window...

Good guy!

The three uncles and four other uncles were sleeping soundly with their legs spread out.

this...

What's happening here?

It seems that the third aunt from the third uncle's family is not at home either.

However, it is really impossible to stay in the room with such loud snoring.

She must have hidden away.

The entire front yard was also quiet.

There is no one to help Xu Damao solve his puzzles!

He turned around and looked around, and found that the door of Wang Ping's house seemed half open.

Moreover, there was an old door under the window of Wang Ping's house.

What's the situation?

Wang Ping didn’t go to the countryside today?

Full of doubts, Xu Damao quickly walked to the door of Wang Ping's house.

Looking inside through the crack in the door, I found Wang Ping busying himself inside.

He knocked on the door, "Pingzi, are you home?"

At this time, Wang Ping was kneading dough.

He wanted to steam a few more steamed buns so that he could take them with him to the countryside.

Seeing Xu Damao outside the door, he quickly responded politely: "Hey!... It's Brother Damao!... Come in quickly..."

Xu Damao nodded and walked in with a smile.

"Brother Damao, if you want some water, pour it yourself!" He raised his flour-covered hand and said, "My hand is occupied!"

"You're too polite, Beng." Xu Damao waved his hand and said, "I just want to say a few words..."

Before he finished speaking, he pointed at the basin in front of Wang Ping in surprise and said, "Wow!... Pingzi, the steamed bread you make is so white!

How much white flour is used?

People usually add some white flour to cornmeal as a token of their appreciation.

I see that you are trying to add some cornmeal to the white flour!

You are too extravagant.”

“Hehe!...” Wang Ping smiled and replied, “I live alone and don’t have any burden.

When it comes to food, it’s a little bit extravagant.”

"Pingzi...just keep pretending..." Xu Damao said with a slightly sour tone: "I live alone too!

How come I'm not as...'a little extravagant' as you?

No...I said...

If you're not careful, your brother will really be in trouble.

You dare to eat white flour like this?"

Wang Ping couldn't respond to this.

So he just smiled and said nothing.

In fact, he didn't need to answer, Xu Damao started talking on his own.

"Pingzi, what's going on with the third uncle's house across the street?"

"What did you four do? You're so tired that you're sleeping in the house."

"The snoring is so loud that it can lift the roof off the house!"

"Oh!...By the way...why is their door gone too?"

Speaking of doors, he unconsciously glanced at the door of Wang Ping's house again.

As a result, he was surprised again, "No, Pingzi, did you get a new door?"

"This...I haven't been back for just one day. What happened in the hospital?"

"Nothing." Wang Ping smiled and said, "It's just that the Third Uncle's family is thinking about someone they shouldn't be thinking about, and Brother Jie Cheng is a little too much..."

"Uh!..." Xu Damao was stunned for a moment, and moved closer to Wang Ping with a gossipy look on his face, "Tell me, brother, what's going on?"

Wang Ping smiled, and while kneading the dough, he recounted what happened yesterday and today.

After hearing Wang Ping's words, Xu Damao was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.

Then he burst into laughter.

He laughed and looked down on Yan Fugui.

“Ouch!…Oh my god!…”

"These three uncles are too stingy."

"Just to save a few cents on the cart fare, you've put yourself and your three sons through so much trouble?"

"Ha ha..."

"Good fellow!... Lift such a heavy door back, and lift it back again..."

"I'm so tired just thinking about it!... How could Uncle San do this?"

"Brother Damao!" Wang Ping said with a smile, "Uncle San is really frugal to a certain extent!"

"Hahaha..." Xu Damao burst into laughter again, "Pingzi, you are such a mean boy! You insult people without even using a single dirty word!

What's more, frugality has reached a certain level...haha..."

The two chatted and laughed for a while. Xu Damao finally couldn't hold back his pride and whispered to Wang Ping, "Pingzi, good things are coming to your brother soon."

"Good news?" Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, "Brother Damao, are you getting married?"

"Yeah!..." Xu Damao nodded proudly.

"Which girl is this?"

"Hmm!... Hehe..." Xu Damao pretended to be shy for a while before saying, "The person in the Housing Management Section of the Logistics Department of our factory is called 'An Ran'."

"Ugh!!!...I..."

Wang Ping almost choked on his own saliva!

After a long while, he swallowed hard and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Damao, you... you are talking about...? 'An Ran' from the Housing Management Section of the Logistics Department?"

"Yes!" Xu Damao nodded proudly, "It's that 'An Ran', the girl you brought back to the hospital yesterday."

"Hiss!..." Wang Ping took a breath.

He felt like his head was being run over by ten thousand alpacas, making a buzzing sound!

He even wondered: Is Xu Damao mentally ill? Should he be sent to a mental hospital?

"Brother Damao, when did you first meet him?"

"No!" Xu Damao shook his head, "I don't even know him!"

"Uh!..." Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, then immediately rubbed the noodles in his hands.

If Xu Damao went crazy sometime, he would tie him up and send him to a mental hospital.