Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

Xu Damao followed Yi Zhonghai all the way to the front yard.

As soon as Yi Zhonghai left the yard, he waited at the gate of the courtyard.

After a while, the sound of Yi Zhonghai talking to a woman was heard.

Although I didn't see the person, the voice sounded very moving.

Xu Damao has already begun to imagine a young, beautiful girl with a curvy figure in his mind.

He felt his heart beating faster.

He was as excited as the first time he went into the cornfield with the young widow in the village.

Xu Damao quickly pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

It's near, it's near!

It's now!

Xu Damao accelerated and rushed towards the gate of the courtyard.

But the next moment, Xu Damao felt as if he had hit a mountain of flesh.

Before he could react, he was knocked back several steps by the mountain of flesh and fell to the ground.

"Ouch, my butt!"

This time the collision was quite hard, and Xu Damao's butt made close contact with the ground.

He just felt that his tail vertebrae were about to be broken.

Xu Damao fell to the ground and struggled for a while but was unable to stand up.

"Comrade, are you okay? Let me help you up."

Seeing that she had knocked someone down, Liu Yuhua, who was standing next to Yi Zhonghai, became a little anxious.

He quickly reached out to help Xu Damao.

A familiar and pleasant female voice came to his ears, and Xu Damao subconsciously reached out and held it, then touched it skillfully.

But the next moment, the touch on his hand made him a little dazed.

What a rough and powerful hand it is.

Xu Damao calmed himself down and looked up at the person in front of him.

The beautiful girl in imagination turned into a huge monster.

That face, which had nothing to do with being pretty, was filled with concern.

Xu Damao was petrified instantly.

What a fucking woman this is.

If he ignored the other person's hairstyle, Xu Damao would even suspect that he was a Mongolian man wrestling on the grassland.

The kind that could kill him with just one hand.

Is this He Yuzhu’s blind date?

I actually want to intercept this kind of stuff.

Xu Damao only felt a chill running from his coccyx straight up to the top of his head.

The next moment, he seemed to not feel the pain under his body. He quickly stood up and kept a certain distance from the female warrior opposite him and said:

"No...no...it's okay. Well, I'm in a hurry. I...I'll leave first."

Having said that, without waiting for Yi Zhonghai to say anything, he crawled out of the yard.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Xu Damao in confusion, not understanding what this kid was doing.

He smiled and said to Liu Yuhua:

"Yuhua, that guy is also from our steel mill, but you have to be careful with him. It's best to stay away from him. He is full of bad intentions, unlike Shazhu who knows how to live his life."

Liu Yuhua just smiled, but couldn't help but glance in the direction where Xu Damao left.

That person seemed to be Projectionist Xu. I didn’t expect that he lived in the same courtyard with my blind date.

Yi Zhonghai bringing a stranger into the courtyard naturally attracted the attention of the people in the courtyard.

Especially since this person is so big and strong.

Even Jia and Zhang can't compare to her.

Thinking that this girl was introduced to Sha Zhu for a blind date, everyone thought, "What the hell!"

Liu Yuhua seemed to have long been accustomed to such looks.

He followed Yi Zhonghai towards Sha Zhu's house with confidence.

Before Yi Zhonghai even reached the door of Sha Zhu's house, he shouted inside:

"Zhu, come out quickly. I've brought the person here."

Sha Zhu, who had been waiting in the house impatiently, heard Yi Zhonghai calling him outside the house.

He jumped up from his chair excitedly and walked out of the yard.

But when he opened the door and saw the person coming, his expression changed no less than Xu Damao's.

Sha Zhu now felt that his brain was not enough.

The huge gap almost made his brain crash.

It was difficult for him to connect the female warrior in front of him with the girl of his fantasies.

"Uncle, who is this?"

Shazhu really hoped that he was wrong.

Unfortunately, Yi Zhonghai’s words the next moment shattered Sha Zhu’s fantasy.

"Zhu Zi, this is Liu Yuhua. She is the daughter of Master Liu Cheng from my workshop. She is 19 years old this year. What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and take the girl inside."

Sha Zhu felt as if there was a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, as if it was about to burst out at any time.

But he couldn't get angry with so many people watching him, so he could only mechanically invite the strong man in front of him into the house.

When Liu Yuhua saw Sha Zhu for the first time, she couldn't help but compare him with Xu Damao, whom she had just met.

The same little leather shoes, Zhongshan suit and big greasy hair.

Unfortunately, compared with Xu Damao, Sha Zhu is far inferior.

If I hadn't known this beforehand, I would have thought that this man was already in his thirties.

Not to mention that she looks old, she is not good-looking either.

Oh, it would be great if I could have a blind date with Xu Damao.

Although I can eat my fill following the chef, it’s also nice to be able to watch movies often.

After several people entered the room, the old deaf man was a little surprised when he saw Liu Yuhua's appearance.

This is completely different from what Shazhu described.

Just like this, how can Sha Zhuzi be satisfied?

I glanced at Sha Zhu and realized that he really looked down on me.

The old deaf man was somewhat dissatisfied with Yi Zhonghai.

This old Yi is too perfunctory.

On the other side, at the Jia family, when Liu Yuhua came in, Jia Zhang had been peeking at the situation outside through the window.

When she saw Liu Yuhua, Jia Zhang knew that this marriage would not be possible.

How could a guy like Shazhu, who is so picky, be interested in something like this?

At this moment, Jia Zhang's attention was focused on the casserole on the coal stove at Sha Zhu's door.

Oh my god, this smell is so tempting.

Jia Zhang looked around the room and saw that Jia Dongxu had gone somewhere after dinner, while Qin Huairu took the pasted matchboxes to the street office to deliver the goods.

Jia Zhang rolled her eyes and called over Bang Geng, who was playing with stones nearby, and said:

"Bang Geng, do you want to eat chicken?"

Bang Geng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said impatiently:

"Grandma, I want to eat chicken. I haven't eaten chicken for a long time."

Jia Zhang touched the stick's head and comforted him:

"Bang Geng, let me tell you something. Take a bowl and scoop out a few pieces of chicken from the casserole outside Sha Zhu's house. Let's do it secretly, and if we move quickly, no one will notice."

The old pious woman Jia Zhang was so shameless that she directly instigated Bang Geng to steal a chicken just to get some food.

In her opinion, if a child takes something out of greed, it doesn't count as stealing, and even if he gets caught, the worst that can happen is a few scoldings.

When it comes to arguing with people and scolding Jia Zhang, she has never been afraid of anyone.

Banggeng was only five years old at the time, but he was already showing signs of going astray. After hearing what Jia Zhang said, he was not afraid, but instead was eager to try.

The two hit it off immediately. Jia Zhang immediately stood up and took a bowl from the cupboard. However, she thought it was too small, so she replaced it with a large soup bowl and gave it to Bang Geng.

Banggeng understood what he meant and ran out of the door immediately.

To say this is a great joke shows that he has the talent of a thief.

He walked all the way to the coal stove in Sha Zhu's house but didn't make any sound.

After looking around to make sure there was no one around, he quickly opened the casserole, took the ladle beside him and spooned the chicken from the casserole into the bowl one spoonful at a time.

Jia Zhang originally wanted to steal some without being discovered, but Bang Geng didn't think so and only took the ones with more meat.

Remove the wing tips, neck, claws and chicken head.

The local chicken was not big to begin with and was scooped up by the sticks so that there was almost no meat left.

After fishing it out, Bang Geng was still a little unsatisfied. He was so naughty that he spat into the casserole and then ran home triumphantly.