At night, Yan Jiecheng was still thinking about what was going to happen next.
Suddenly, a voice came over. "Brother Xie Cheng, we agreed to come to my house for a drink. It's not like I can't wait for you, so I'll come and take a look."
Yan Jiecheng looked at Xu Damao who came in with the door curtain open.
I saw that Xu Damao was about twenty years old at this time, with a unique long face and a few acnes.
Later Yan Jiecheng knew: Silly Zhu was really stupid, and Xu Damao was sober in the world.
Xu Damao is a bit unreliable, but he has been living his own life and using his own hands to achieve his own life.
He never takes the initiative to cause trouble. Most of them are provoked by Silly Zhu.
On the other hand, everyone else in the courtyard just wanted to lie on others and suck blood.
Yan Jiecheng believes that in real life, people like Xu Damao will definitely make a fortune. On the contrary, for people like Silly Zhu, if he hadn't met Lou Xiao'e, a rich woman, who supported him in the end, he would probably have ended up being kicked out of the house by Qin Huairu's family when he was old and unable to make money, and froze to death under a bridge. .
Therefore, Yan Jiecheng actually has a good sense of Xu Damao. After all, Xu Damao will not kidnap himself morally.
The two of them walked towards the backyard while passing by. A woman was scrubbing at the laundry chute, her back to the two of them, invisible. From the back, you can see that there is a touch of white skin on the neck that is not covered by the floral jacket. She is a young woman.
Seeing this, Yan Jiecheng and Xu Damao looked at each other and smiled.
Xu Damao frowned at Yan Jiecheng and said with a smile: "Since Qin Huairu got married, he has been washing the sheets all day long. Isn't Jia Dongxu a short-lived ghost?!"
Yan Jiecheng: You are such a talent! Really good at reading people.
It has been six years since Qin Huairu married in the courtyard, from the age of eighteen to now twenty-four or five years old. It is simply the best years of a woman's life.
This woman, unlike her husband who died and was tortured by life, changed her appearance, she is still beautiful now. A group of young men in the courtyard were so fascinated that they howled like wolves every night.
Xu Damao is one of them.
Of course it wasn't Yan Jiecheng's predecessor, who didn't like plump young women like Qin Huairu who looked like snakes. He likes girls who are full of youthfulness.
He is still the same today, dedicated and persistent.
Yan Jiecheng looked puzzled and said, "Why?"
"You are still a youngster, you will understand later." Xu Damao looked incomprehensible.
He extended his right hand from behind and raised his butt towards Qin Huairu through the air.
Qin Huairu suddenly turned around, making Xu Damao tremble in fright.
Seeing Xu Damao's abnormal expression, Qin Huairu understood.
Yan Jiecheng saw Qin Huairu looking over, her eyes watery and captivating. I secretly sighed: These women are not good people.
"Yan Jiecheng, what are you and Xu Damao doing? Are you going to do something bad?" Qin Huairu asked maliciously.
Before Yan Jiecheng could answer, Xu Damao choked and said, "What we do is none of your business? You should keep an eye on Jia Dongxu."
After saying that, he muttered to Yan Jiecheng: "You look like a widow, what kind of saint are you pretending to be?"
Yan Jiecheng... your mouth is really poisonous.
"I asked Yan Jiecheng, what does it have to do with Xu Damao?" Qin Huairu flicked his braids, raised his head slightly, frowned slightly, and said to Xu Damao.
Yan Jiecheng looked at the arrogant and pretty widow and quietly bent over.
Bah, the pretty widow was all influenced by Xu Damao.
This is the arrogant sister-in-law of the Jia family.
What did Xu Damao ask him to do tonight?
Oh, it’s dinner, are there any dumplings?
There should be, there must be, there must be!
This damn young body, this young man’s restless heart.
Yan Jiecheng smiled at Qin Huairu and said nothing.
Looking at those watery eyes, they were shining brightly. Yan Jiecheng somewhat understood Silly Zhu. This bitch could indeed halve a man's IQ. Shazhu's aesthetics has been tested by time and is above the horizontal line.
In the evening, Yan Jiecheng was drinking at Xu Damao's house in the backyard. He and Xu Damao are called brothers and they are very affectionate. After a while, the two of them shouted like "good brother, good brother." If any outsiders heard this, they would definitely shout that the world is going downhill.
I have to admire that Xu Damao is really awesome.
In later generations, this kind of person is generally called: Social Awesomeness.
Xu Damao is first of all good at talking, secondly he is willing to give, and thirdly he is willing to go out. There is a spirit of sinking boats and breaking axes in doing things.
He asked Yan Jiecheng to have a drink, and took out two bottles of Zephyr, a stuffed and soft chicken, and some dog meat that he got from nowhere. You must know that the food market is now tight, and food supply has begun to be reduced in an orderly manner.
Even though Xu Damao is still an apprentice, his family background is really strong. Xu's father had been showing movies before liberation, and he has accumulated a lot of family fortune until now.
Even though Yan Jiecheng is now a fourth-level worker and earns fifty-one dollars a month, he is really poor in Sijiu City.
Not to mention the family’s unfathomable wealth, the old and the young. Speaking of wages, the average wage in Sijiucheng in 1958 was 52.6 yuan.
It’s funny to think about it. In my previous life, I was held back by the average salary, but now I have been held back by time travel.
In the end, he was holding back the traveler!
Yan Jiecheng took a chicken leg in his left hand and gnawed it hard. He held up a wine glass in his right hand and said to Xu Damao: "Brother Damao is laughing. I haven't seen meat in the past half year. Now I am blessed by you." After eating another piece of meat, he raised his hand and said He picked up his wine glass and said, "Come on, Brother Damao, let's go."
"Come on, brother, drink." Xu Damao drank simply, with a dull mouthful.
Then he said: "Brothers will mention my name Xu Damao in the steel rolling mill from now on. I often show movies to the factory leaders with my old man. I often eat with the leaders in Xiaozao."
As he spoke, he poured another glass of wine, raised his eyebrows at Yan Jiecheng, and said proudly: "You know, who will serve us when we eat at Xiaozao?" Without waiting for Yan Jiecheng to answer, he added: "It's Silly Zhu Na Simao. You Don’t look at Silly Zhu showing off his power in the yard day after day. But he is just a cook, a cook, and his job is to serve people. "
As he said that, Xu Damao pointed at himself and said: "My friend graduated from high school and is a projectionist and cultural person, one of the Eight Great Members. What does he have to be stupid? Isn't he just a cook?"
Although Yan Jiecheng's cheeks were bulging from eating, it did not affect his response to Xu Damao's topic. After all, eating people is soft-spoken.
The two of them drank a lot of wine, and the bottle of wine was already empty.
After drinking for a while, the two of them went to relieve themselves in the alley together. Before going out, they put the food and drinks on the briquette stove to keep them warm.
It was pitch dark outside, and after the catcalling, the two came back arm in arm. While passing by the middle courtyard, Xu Damao suddenly tiptoed toward the west side of Jia's house's window.
Yan Jiecheng also followed him mysteriously. As soon as he reached the window, he heard Qin Huairu say in the room: "Banggeng is asleep."
"Damn it, hurry up..."
