In 1957, the west wing of the backyard of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.
"Damn, those bastards really went all out, they almost made me childless. Luckily, the little guy can still lift his head, but I don't know how effective it is. I still need to go to the hospital for a check-up when I have time."
Xu Damao checked the large bump on his head and the condition of his penis, and was still a little worried.
Xu Damao, or more accurately, Xu Damao now, is a soul from a grassroots civil servant of later generations.
My colleagues keep calling me Xu Damao, so I decided to watch that amazing TV series, "Full House of Love".
As a result, he put himself in Xu Damao's shoes and was very dissatisfied with his actions and the treatment he received. In a fit of anger, he smashed his computer and transmigrated directly into the body of Xu Damao, who had just been dealt with by Jia Dongxu and Sha Zhu.
In 1957, Xu Damao was just 18 years old and had taken over his father's job as a projectionist. He lived alone in a courtyard house, free and unrestrained.
Sha Zhu was 20 years old that year, and Jia Dongxu was 22. Qin Huairu was 21 years old, the future Thief Saint Bang Geng was 2 years old, Xiao Dang was still in the womb, and Huaihua was nowhere to be found.
Last night, Xu Damao's habit of being sarcastic and sharp-tongued struck again.
When Xu Damao got off work, he saw Qin Huairu washing clothes by the pool in the courtyard, her big butt sticking out, while Sha Zhu was standing at his door, looking at him with a lewd expression.
It's summer now, and it's hot at night, so Qin Huairu is wearing relatively little. To make washing clothes easier, she needs to bend over and rub them, which makes her ample bosom appear almost exposed.
Sha Zhu had been obsessed with the plump woman ever since Qin Huairu married into the Jia family, and now that he had such a beautiful woman, he naturally couldn't miss out.
Sha Zhu subtly shifted his position, crouching slightly, his eyes gleaming, wide open like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey. Looking at the shimmering white skin before him, Sha Zhu felt he was about to lose control, ready to pounce at any moment.
Seeing this scene, Xu Damao naturally understood what was going on. That scoundrel, instead of admiring the scenery, secretly ran off to the Jia family's house while Sha Zhu was engrossed in peeking.
"Still lying there, your wife is practically eaten alive by Sha Zhu." Xu Damao said, exaggerating as he looked at Jia Dongxu lying on the bed.
Before Jia Dongxu could react, Jia Zhangshi, who was still rubbing the soles of her shoes inside the room, darted out first. Jia Dongxu, a beat slower, immediately sprang out of bed and followed closely behind.
As soon as the two stepped outside, they saw Sha Zhu squatting there in a lewd posture with a silly grin on his face, his eyes unmoving. And the direction of his gaze was Qin Huairu's snow-white skin, which was trying to break free.
"You silly Zhu, you little lecher, you'll die a horrible death! I'll scratch you to death!" Madam Jia Zhang watched over Qin Huairu at home every day, never expecting that someone would take advantage of her while she was just taking a nap.
Sha Zhu only realized what was happening after being scratched by Jia Zhangshi, and immediately spun around to avoid it.
"Aunt Jia, what are you doing? I'm standing here and I'm in your way. If you don't stop, I'm going to fight back!" Sha Zhu covered his face and yelled.
"If I let you see my wife, I'll gouge your eyes out." Jia Dongxu was always a step behind, but he still chased after Sha Zhu.
Caught between the two, Sha Zhu had nowhere to hide. Feeling guilty, he didn't dare to really fight back. He was kicked many times by Jia Dongxu and his face was scratched by Jia Zhangshi.
Meanwhile, the culprit, Xu Damao, stood at the door, chatting with the children from his second uncle's family who had come out to watch the commotion about Qin Huairu's snow-white breasts. They were all young people who often stole glances at Qin Huairu, and now they had found common ground, chatting animatedly.
Xu Damao, that guy, doesn't know the saying "extreme joy begets sorrow," completely forgetting that what he did would backfire on him.
They fought and scratched each other, and finally the two sides reached a settlement.
“Xu Damao also saw it just now, and he was even drooling.” Sha Zhu wasn’t stupid; he started to get revenge on Xu Damao.
"Shazhu, you're spreading rumors! I saw you looking around as soon as I came in, so I went to find Jia Dongxu. I didn't do anything." Xu Damao began to defend himself as he looked at the two oddballs from the Jia family who were acting aggressively.
"Grandson, if you didn't see it, how do you know what I was looking at?" Sha Zhu's mind was particularly sharp at this moment.
"I... I just followed your gaze and didn't see anything. I was just guessing. You're a repeat offender." Xu Damao was also defeated by Sha Zhu's absurd logic.
The result was self-evident: under the combined attack of the three, the original Xu Damao was transported to another world by Xu Damao.
Having considered all this, and having watched many TV shows and read numerous novels, Xu Damao adapted quickly. Furthermore, considering his own solitary life in his later years, the immense pressure of maintaining stability through petitions and appeals, flood control and drought relief, and poverty alleviation, he readily accepted being able to return to this era.
At least now, Xu Damao owns two rooms in Beijing, and they're even in a courtyard house. He works as a projectionist, one of the so-called "eight key officials," and as long as he doesn't do anything reckless, he'll never be fired.
However, Xu Damao also understood that in this era, especially during that decade, survival and even living well required wisdom and courage. Although he came from a later era, he was self-aware; so many outstanding individuals had failed in this time, and he, an ordinary person, didn't have much to rely on. Fortunately, his family background was decent.
Thinking about the systems in novels, Xu Damao quickly called for the system in his mind, but after calling for a long time, the system did not appear.
"Other transmigrators all have various systems and talismans, and then they dominate the world. Why do I have nothing? This isn't the treatment for transmigrators," Xu Damao complained inwardly.
Thinking of the possibility of a spatial ring or a blood test, Xu Damao quickly checked his hands and feet, but was still disappointed; there was nothing there.
Undeterred, he started touching his entire body again, looking for anything unusual. And sure enough, he found something in his underwear pocket.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a USB flash drive.
"Did this thing travel through time with me? But USB drives are completely useless in this era. Besides a few dozen gigabytes of adult films, there's nothing else on it. This epoch-making product might even bring me disaster."
Xu Damao stared at his USB drive, wondering how to safely dispose of it.
Suddenly, the USB drive vanished from his sight. Looking at the disappeared USB drive, Xu Damao couldn't help but laugh out loud; this was his cheat code. Through slow exploration, Xu Damao finally discovered the function of his cheat code.
The only function of this USB drive is the space inside, which is the size of two football fields. I can store and retrieve things using my mind, but only things within a 10-meter radius can be stored using my mind.
Moreover, this space seems to have the ability to freeze time. Xu Damao put a cup of hot water inside for half an hour, and the temperature didn't change at all. As for other functions, we'll have to explore them later.
Right now, I'm so hungry I can't stand it anymore.
It's the weekend, no work, but Xu Damao didn't want to cook, so he went out to find something to eat.
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