Courtyard House: New Life, New Silly Zhu

A tall, voluptuous woman with a long braid walked up to Xu Damao without even glancing at him as she passed by.

But Xu Damao stared at the woman without blinking. This woman was Zhang Daya, He Yuzhu's blind date before.

After failing to meet He Yuzhu on a blind date, the union staff strongly encouraged her to attend the steel rolling mill's social gathering, saying that she could come and join in the fun. So, Zhang Daya also attended the social gathering.

Xu Damao was itching with desire. He'd only caught a glimpse of her from afar at the courtyard house, and thought she was somewhat pretty. He hadn't expected He Yuzhu's blind date to be so beautiful; he wished he'd gone up too. But it seemed he'd been caught.

However, he had to prevent him from meeting her, otherwise seeing He Yuzhu with this girl would be more painful than losing 10 yuan.

Xu Damao's eyes lit up, and he immediately had an idea. He stepped forward and walked to the girl's side, just about to say a few words to her.

"Hey comrade, don't stay here. Hurry up and leave. We still need to do other people's makeup here." It was Officer Yu who spoke, still holding the tube of Vaseline in his hand.

Xu Damao was startled when he saw the Vaseline and took two steps back. He then saw Officer Yu preparing to step forward and help the woman apply makeup.

"Wait, let me do it. I know how to do makeup, so you don't need to bother. Go do other people's makeup." When Zhang Daya saw the woman holding the makeup kit and preparing to do her makeup, she immediately took the makeup kit and let her go do other people's makeup, while she started applying her own makeup in front of the mirror.

As Officer Yu watched the woman's practiced movements, her expression became somewhat strange.

It wasn't that she found it strange that the woman was wearing makeup, but rather that the woman's practiced makeup application technique was odd.

Suddenly, Officer Yu remembered that many of the participants in this social event were female textile workers. At that moment, her expression turned strange, but she didn't say anything more.

However, Xu Damao, who was standing next to her, didn't think much of it. He just watched as the woman slowly put on her makeup, making her already beautiful face even more glamorous.

This was completely different from the female workers in the steel mill. Although some of the women wore makeup, they simply applied lipstick and didn't have any other tricks up their sleeves. They were even less impressive than the women they saw in the countryside.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to have her. Although he wasn't yet 20, he was only a few months shy, and he was confident he could keep this woman hooked.

"Hello, I'm Xu Damao, the projectionist from the steel rolling mill." Xu Damao immediately stepped forward after seeing the clerk leave.

Looking at her pretty face in the mirror, Zhang Daya felt very satisfied; she was even more beautiful than when she was young.

Her work over the past few years has not diminished her beauty in the slightest; on the contrary, she has become even more energetic and vibrant.

Suddenly, he heard someone speaking to him, and he turned to look at the person who had come to him.

He was dressed in a smart Zhongshan suit, wearing a watch, and looked very smart.

His hair, especially when combed back, makes him look very elegant.

"Hello," Zhang Daya greeted him, feigning modesty.

Upon hearing the girl's beautiful voice, Xu Damao's heart melted.

"How come I've never seen such a beautiful girl like you before?"

Zhang Daya chuckled inwardly when she heard this man's old-fashioned way of flirting. "A little chick dares to flirt with an old lady like me."

Judging from his attire, it's clear he comes from a well-off family, and he might actually be her ideal husband.

Thinking this to herself, she replied, "I'm a female worker at a textile factory in the suburbs, not at your steel rolling mill."

"No wonder. I know all the women in the factory, big and small, but I've never seen anyone as beautiful as you. I must say, girl, you're really pretty," Xu Damao said with a grin.

Although Zhang Daya didn't show it on her face, she inwardly judged this man as a brainless idiot.

Some people see a pretty girl and say they've seen many women, but...

On the other hand, someone as simple-minded as him might not be able to detect any clues when someone uses a little trick.

"Really? Comrade, you're really amazing." Zhang Daya said with a smile.

Seeing how beautiful the girl's smile was, Xu Damao immediately seized the opportunity and began his conquest.

Once inside the hall, He Yuzhu searched everywhere for Yang Lifang.

He hadn't expected so many people to be attending the social event in the hall, and for a moment, he couldn't find them.

He sighed and casually found a stool to sit down. He had just finished his work and was already exhausted. Not finding the woman he liked made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Perhaps this is just the way of life; eight or nine out of ten things don't go as planned.

Soon, a union representative stepped forward and began his opening remarks.

After briefly reiterating the significance of holding this event, the opening remarks were given, and then one of the members standing on the stage was invited to come up and perform a program.

This person simply played a tune, and it immediately drew applause from those around him.

Once someone takes the lead, things become much easier. Immediately, one of the workers sitting below went on stage to perform.

The man was performing martial arts, but He Yuzhu didn't know which style he was performing; he just felt that the fighting was very powerful.

He Yuzhu has given up now. He thinks it's a good time to rest and watch some shows.

However, out of He Yuzhu's sight, Yang Lifang was pushed into the hall by the staff member.

"Comrade, we're here to exchange ideas. Even if you don't want to go on stage or participate in the exchange, watching the performance is fine too," the officer said.

Yang Lifang nodded and said, "Comrade, what you said is true. We don't need to perform on stage."

"It's really true, there's no rule that you have to perform on stage to get in." The staff member enthusiastically pushed the girl inside.

She had noticed it from outside; when she heard the workers being welcomed up to perform, she hesitated, and she knew what the woman was thinking.

She was probably afraid of having to go up and perform, so she immediately went up to comfort her. Sure enough, as soon as she heard that she didn't have to go on stage to perform, she immediately stopped insisting.

As a union official, she understood that this was not just about getting them to communicate, but also about giving them an opportunity to get to know each other.

We want to allow these young men and women to freely fall in love and experience the taste of romance.

When Yang Lifang stepped into the hall, she found it full of people, both men and women. She looked around, wanting to sit next to a woman.