Siheyuan: Xu Damao, I want to go to the moon

"The last resort?"

Jia Dongxu muttered to himself, he really couldn't think of any other tricks.

And it seems that Xu Damao is now different from before in terms of physical strength, speed, and ability to withstand attacks.

In the past, he definitely couldn't beat Sha Zhu, and sometimes he could take advantage of the chaos to kick him once or twice. In general, they had never fought in a formal duel, and both of them were weaklings. If they really fought, it would probably be a matter of evenly matched strength, right?

But after what happened in the past few days, Jia Dongxu felt a little unsure.

According to his impression, the order of fighting power in the compound used to be probably Sha Zhu > the deaf old lady's walking stick > the second uncle > the first uncle > Jia Dongxu ≥ Xu Damao.

As for the younger generation of Liu Guangqi? He is the prince of the second uncle's family. He has never fought and no one knows how strong he is.

Liu Guangtian? He can take a beating, but every time he gets beaten up by Sha Zhu in just a few moves. There's no comparison.

Liu Guangfu? A little brat.

The three male members of the Yan family? They were all weaklings, not even as good as Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu.

So taking all factors into consideration, Xu Damao is basically invincible now except for the fact that he failed to fight against Sha Zhu and Second Master alone.

According to Jia Dongxu's idea, the best way is to find someone to put Xu Damao in a sack and break all his hands and feet, and the revenge will be taken.

I hit and then I run, who can catch me?

But the old man still has one last trick?

Then wait until the last trick is used, then put yourself in a sack as a double insurance!

Anyway, I have a lot of friends!

A problem that could be solved by spending some money has become more and more complicated for this old man. I really don't know what he is struggling with.

With such ability, he still acts like a boss? He even caused himself and his mother to get beaten.

Just do as I said, put on the sack, hit and run! How convenient is that?

Jia Dongxu felt unhappy in his heart but didn't dare to say it out loud.

Yi Zhonghai was calculating something with a gloomy brow, and time passed little by little.

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In the evening, after get off work, the men walked home slowly, and the women cooked at home, waiting for their men to return.

Xu Damao also returned to the courtyard and spent the whole afternoon trying to find any useful information, especially about Madagascar. Not to mention that the map he bought was not big enough, Madagascar was just a small piece on the map and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Moreover, Xu Damao had no idea when Madagascar was founded and whether China had established diplomatic relations with it.

If there is no diplomatic relationship, then no one will know about that place. It's really a headache. I can only ask next time I go there.

It seems necessary to let our compatriots over there learn Mandarin.

Roll up, fellow citizens!

Knowledge changes destiny! You can't even speak Mandarin, how can I help you?

When Xu Damao got home, he prepared to cook.

His cooking skills were average, just barely edible, and he could control the saltiness well, so he could make a few home-cooked dishes. But if there were any other requirements, it would be difficult for him.

Xu Damao, who came from the future, has basically no cooking skills, and eats either in the cafeteria or out of takeout.

Xu Damao, who was used to eating high-tech and hard work, was a little confused when faced with these ordinary home-cooked dishes.

It doesn’t taste good enough – what should I do if I can’t get used to it?

Get Shazhu out to be your cook?

Pull it down.

So he called He Yushui, who just came back from school today, and asked her to be the little cook. She made two simple dishes and steamed some white flour buns, and also gave her some oil and water to replenish her body, as the girl was too thin.

As usual, I cut half a pound of bacon and stir-fried it with peppers, but unfortunately there were no garlic leaves. But wouldn’t it be choking to eat just bacon?

Xu Damao thought about it and couldn't help but take out a few prawns from the space. Although prawns are big, they are common things after all. It would be a bit too much to take out sea fish, crabs, squids and the like at this time.

When putting them into the space, they were killed by stabbing their heads with a knife, otherwise they could not be put in.

The shrimps are also easy to handle. Just steam them. If there is no cooking wine, sprinkle some lotus root on them. Then let He Yushui make some garlic paste and make some dipping sauce with soy sauce and vinegar. Take out a lemon and let He Yushui handle it. You can eat it any way you want. The main feature is that it has a lot of meat!

Just as the two were enjoying their meal, there was a knock on the door.

Xu Damao frowned. Could it be that old deaf guy or Qin Huairu begging for food again?

The smell of bacon and steamed shrimp filled the air all over the backyard.

"Brother Damao, Brother Damao!"

From the voice, it seems to be Liu Guangtian?

After opening the door, Liu Guangtian stood at the door obediently: "Brother Damao, my dad went to the first uncle's house for a small meeting again. I saw Jia Dongxu and the third uncle also went there. I guess there will be another Quanyuan meeting in the evening. It seems that they are going to target you again."

Xu Damao was surprised that this kid betrayed his father so naturally. So he asked, "You told me the news, aren't you afraid that your father will beat you again?"

Liu Guangtian said disapprovingly: "Anyway, he gets beaten up regardless of whether there's something wrong or not. I'm used to it."

He said it easily, but Xu Damao could also see the helplessness and hidden hostility in his eyes.

Just at this moment, Liu Guangtian's stomach growled.

Xu Damao sighed and said, "Call your brother Guangfu to come and eat together."

The two children had no grudges against him and looked pitiful. It was not easy for him to interfere in the affairs of the second uncle's family, but since Liu Guangtian had tipped him off, it was not a problem for him to treat him to a meal.

Liu Guangtian's eyes were filled with joy: "Is this appropriate, Brother Damao?"

Xu Damao waved his hand in disdain: "Hurry up, if you don't come soon, Yu Shui and I will have finished eating."

"Oh! Okay! I'll be there in a minute!" So Liu Guangtian hurried back to call Guangfu. Their two families lived opposite each other and were only a few steps away.

So the four of them, one big and three small, had dinner at Xu Damao's house. Xu Damao specially asked He Yushui to cook a pound of noodles and add some mushrooms and bacon.

Several people exclaimed that the meal was delicious. There was fried bacon with peppers, stir-fried cabbage, garlic prawns, white flour buns, and mushroom bacon noodles. He Yushui, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu thought to themselves that they had probably not eaten such delicious dishes even during Chinese New Year, and there was so much meat!

Especially the big prawns! The tail alone is almost as big as a palm! It tastes not only refreshing but also sweet!

This is something you've never seen in a city's food market! Damao is really capable of getting this kind of rare ingredient!

Xu Damao got a few more bottles of Arctic Ocean soda and gave them to a few people. After eating, they took a walk. This is what life is all about.

It’s a pity that there is no Fat House Happy Water that Xu Damao has been longing for. How about teleporting to Da Piaoliang next time and buying some for 0 yuan?

Anyway, Karl Lagerfeld has already paid.

Just when I was daydreaming, someone pushed the door open without even knocking!

"Xu Damao! Go to the meeting at the Intermediate Court later!"

"Hey! Still eating, oh my, such big shrimps, fried pork with peppers, and soda! Xu Damao, are you going to live like this?"

Hearing this voice, Xu Damao and several people in the room felt a sense of disgust for no reason.

The person who came was not Jia Dongxu. He had just been beaten in the early morning and did not have the courage to come. Even if Xu Damao had scolded his mother to death today, he would only dare to go to the uncle's house to complain. Xu Damao had already left him with a psychological trauma. He knew how much force the bolt had used to hit him, so it was obvious that Xu Damao was much stronger than him. If he provoked him again, he might be kicked next time.

It wasn't Liu Guangqi, and the second uncle didn't bother to ask Guangqi to do such a thing. It was a bit impolite to meet someone who happened to be eating at home. Guangqi in his family was going to be a leader in the future, and he couldn't annoy his neighbors over such a small matter.

The person who came was Yan Jiecheng, the eldest son of the Yan family - a temporary worker who was neither high nor low. At this moment, he was leaning against the door frame of Xu Damao's house with his hands clasped together, slurping his saliva, and staring at the leftovers on the table.

Everyone says that Xu Damao is a bad guy, while Yan Jiecheng looks like a bad guy. He is 19 years old and has just graduated from high school half a year ago. Logically speaking, his academic qualifications are good. Although he did not get into a technical secondary school or university, he did not bring shame to his Yan family.

But he refused to go to the job assigned by the school because he thought it was too far and too tiring, and the street also had no good job to assign him for the time being.

He didn't have the connections, was lazy, and didn't want to spend money to find connections, so he just waited for the street office to assign him a job nearby. As a result, in the end, even the job at the suburban machine repair factory that the school had originally assigned to him fell through, so he got nothing in return.

The uncle was so angry about this that he starved him for three days, and finally forced him to work as a temporary worker, helping the grain station carry bags, for 17 yuan a month. Although it was tiring, he got familiar with the grain station and could get some benefits. For example, he could exchange the refined grain in the monthly ration for some coarse grains and corn flour, which was still profitable.

Instead of working hard and reflecting, he worked for two days and slacked off for three days, smoking cigarettes all day long and never buying them himself. Because he was stingy, lazy, and calculating, he only picked up small packages and did easy work as a temporary worker at the grain station. He would always find excuses to avoid heavy work, or even pretend to be sick.

After a while, even the management of the grain station knew what kind of person this guy was.

It's just a temporary worker anyway, you get paid according to how much you work.

As a result, he reduced his temporary salary of 17 yuan to 5 yuan per month.

Even so, he still complained of back pain every day when he came back home. The leaders of the grain station treated him like an animal, not a human being.

The third uncle, who had been scheming all his life, finally failed miserably with his eldest son. He thought he could get some benefits by working at the grain station, but in the end, every time he exchanged grain, people gave him the worst stuff.

The quantity seems quite a lot, but there are about four or five ounces of stones mixed in ten pounds of coarse grains, and they are mixed with two or three pounds of corn flour. When you bring them back, you have to slowly sift out the impurities and then dry them in the sun - the result is that you are exchanging refined grains for coarse grains, which is worse than not exchanging them.

This is all Yan Jiecheng's own fault. If he had been more diligent and had a good relationship with his colleagues, things wouldn't have turned out like this.

Therefore, Yan Jiecheng is now just muddling through, living one day at a time, and always thinking that his leaders have no vision and do not appreciate him enough.

How can I appreciate someone like you?

His ambition is as high as the sky, but his life is as cheap as an ant. He is lazy, stingy and self-righteous.

Seeing Yan Jiecheng like this, Xu Damao breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

Xu Damao felt clear conscience for helping Yu Li to fund her schooling.

"Xu Damao, you seem to be living a good life, why don't you treat me to a drink?"

Yan Jiecheng was still talking with a smile. In his opinion, you have already invited Guang Tian Guangfu and He Yushui, so adding me would only be a matter of a pair of chopsticks, right?

But Xu Damao's eyes widened——

"roll!"