Siheyuan: Breaking the Hand of a Stick Stalker at the Beginning
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After drinking the potion, Xu Damao instantly felt a warm current spread throughout his body. He could feel the changes in his body very clearly.

He could feel that his muscles seemed to have become much stronger. His weight had increased, but he felt that his body was very light.

"Go out and buy a bottle of wine. Drink some and you'll be stronger at night.”

Xu Damao was already a little impatient. After coming out of the latrine, he went out of the courtyard to buy a bottle of wine to liven things up.

On the way back, Xu Damao saw someone playing chess. The old man who was playing chess looked familiar. Xu Damao went up to take a look.

This person…seemed to be Li Dahong!

Li Dahong was a famous veteran actor in the world before Xu Damao's transmigration. He had played many classic roles.

Now, in the world of " Love in the Courtyard " that Xu Damao was in, Li Dahong was playing the role.

According to Xu Damao's understanding, Li Dahong's role should be Shazhu's father.

Silly Zhu's father had been gone for almost 20 years. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be Silly Zhu's father.

Looking at Li Dahong's outfit, Xu Damao thought of another TV series called " Under Zhengyang Gate."

"Old Master…"

"When two people play chess, a big mouth is a donkey."

Hearing this, Xu Damao was sure that this man was the Commander-in-Chief of the Nine Gates in Zhengyang Gate, Master Guan!

"Alright, I won't disturb you. I just want to tell you that your horse jumped wrong.”

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he carried the wine and went home.

They didn't expect that Master Guan, the commander of the Nine Gates of Zhengyang Gate, lived in the courtyard next to theirs.

This was a good thing for Xu Damao.

During this period, there was no way to do private business, so it was not easy for Xu Damao to make money.

However, if he learned some skills from the Nine Gates Admiral, then it would be different.

No one cared about antiques.

After a few decades, Xu Damao would bring out a bunch of antiques. Whether it was selling them or doing something else, it would be pretty good.

Xu Damao didn't try to get close to Master Guan tonight because it wasn't a good time.

This old man liked to drink. If she brought wine to visit him in a few days, she would definitely be able to build a relationship with the old man.

Moreover, Xu Damao was in a hurry to go home to settle some serious business tonight, so he didn't stay for long.

"Xu Damao, where did you go?”

At this time, Lou Xiao'e was already lying on the bed, ready to sleep.

However, after the assembly ended, Xu Damao disappeared. He said that he went to the toilet, but he had obviously been in the toilet for a long time.

She had also gone to the toilet to take a look and realized that Xu Damao was not in the toilet, so she was suspicious.

"Nothing much, just buying a bottle of wine.”

Xu Damao replied.

"It's so late, and you still went out to buy wine? Do you have nothing better to do?"

Lou Xiao'e was very helpless about this. She didn't like Xu Damao's habit of drinking too much.

"Hehe, tonight is our wedding night. Shouldn't you buy a bottle of wine to liven things up?”

As Xu Damao spoke, he opened the bottle cap.

Then, he heard a rumbling sound.

Xu Damao finished half a bottle of white wine.

Seeing this scene, Lou Xiao'e could not help but frown slightly. She thought to herself that Xu Damao seemed a little strange today.

Xu Damao put down the bottle and walked over.

On the other side, in front of the hospital.

Qin Huairu squatted at the side, her eyes red from crying.

Silly Zhu stood at the side. Facing this situation, he didn't know what to say.

"Sister Qin, don't be sad. The doctor said that as long as the stick is treated properly, the hand can recover.”

Silly Zhu comforted.

"This time, he brought this upon himself, but Xu Damao really went too far. You only know how to bully us orphans and widows…"

As she spoke, Qin Huairu started sobbing, looking extremely aggrieved.

Faced with Qin Huairu's tearful attacks, Silly Zhu naturally could not stand it any longer, so he immediately said,""This time, Xu Damao is indeed too much. If anything happens to him, his life will be ruined!”

"Fortunately, I can still be cured this time. But I definitely won't let this Xu Damao off. I'll definitely avenge Sister Qin!”

Upon hearing Silly Zhu's words, Qin Huairu finally stopped whimpering. She looked at Silly Zhu with her large, watery eyes as if saying,""It's good to have you."

**

The next morning, Xu Damao woke up early.

It was seven o'clock in the morning. Xu Damao had only slept for three hours.

However, Xu Damao, who had woken up early, did not feel that he was in a bad mood. On the contrary, he was very energetic.

At this time, it was time to go to the factory.

Xu Damao got up from the bed and looked at Lou Xiao'e.

After putting on his clothes and washing up, Xu Damao hung his beard and stood in front of the mirror. He looked at himself in the mirror and muttered to himself,"Very good, very energetic."

After tidying up, Xu Damao went straight to work.

Xu Damao had just transmigrated last night, so he was very unfamiliar with everything about the Red Star Rolling Mill.

Although he had seen it on television and heard the old people mention it, he had come to this era personally and felt it very strongly.

As he walked into the Red Star Rolling Mill, he was greeted by the aura of the era.

The sun rose slowly. Xu Damao walked into the Red Star Rolling Mill.

Xu Damao's job was as a projectionist. In this era, projectionists were cultured people. Their monthly salary was 42.50 yuan, which was five yuan more than Silly Zhu!

In addition, the projectionist's job was also quite leisurely. Most of the time, he would sit in the office and only occasionally show movies at night.

There was also the occasional trip to the countryside to play a movie. Going to the countryside was a lucrative job. Not only would there be additional subsidies, but they could also receive gifts.

Sometimes, they could receive money, and sometimes, they could receive local products. Whether it was money or local products, they were all very good.

Therefore, in this era, the job of a projectionist was much better than that of a chef!

This afternoon, Xu Damao had a movie to play.

After idling for the whole morning, Xu Damao went to prepare early in the afternoon.

When it was time, the factory's broadcast sounded."Dear employees and family members, we will now show you the domestic film, Asma!”

As the announcement sounded, more and more employees gathered.

Xu Damao, who was fiddling with the projection equipment, saw a familiar figure.

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