Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

You have done a good job, don't be too hard on yourself. I believe you can solve these problems. She knew that her brother would always be her strongest support. She wiped her tears, nodded firmly, and said, "Thank you, brother. I will work hard and not let you down."

That night, He Daqing cooked a bowl of hot soup for his sister and watched her drink it with a satisfied smile on her face. He Yushui felt her brother's care and was filled with gratitude and motivation. She knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, with her brother's support, she would be able to overcome all difficulties.

He Daqing woke up early in the morning and decided to cook some porridge for He Yushui today. He knew that He Yushui had been busy with work recently, had irregular diet, and was a little tired. Cooking porridge can not only warm her stomach, but also let her have a good rest. Thinking about this, He Daqing felt a warm feeling in his heart. He walked into the kitchen and began to prepare the ingredients.

In the kitchen, He Daqing washed the rice, put it in the pot, added the right amount of water, and started to cook the porridge. He also specially prepared some condiments, including pickled vegetables, chopped pepper sauce, and light side dishes. Looking at these familiar ingredients, he couldn't help but think of the scene of having breakfast with his sister when he was a child. At that time, He Yushui was always innocent and full of laughter.

He Yushui slowly woke up and smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen, and her heart warmed. She knew that this was specially prepared for her by her brother. After she got up, she walked into the kitchen and saw He Daqing busy. She couldn't help but smile and said, "Brother, you got up so early today and cooked porridge. You really worked hard."

He Daqing turned around and saw his sister. "Yushui, you've been working so hard lately. I'll cook some porridge for you to nourish your body. Come, sit down, it'll be ready soon." She was touched. She knew that her brother was always like this, taking care of her in every possible way.

The porridge was ready. He Daqing filled a bowl and handed it to He Yushui, saying, "Drink it while it's hot. This porridge is soft and tender, just right for you." He Yushui took the bowl, blew it gently, scooped a spoonful, and tasted warm and fragrant. "Brother, this porridge is really delicious. Your cooking skills are getting better and better." A hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes: "As long as you like it. Drink more, it's good for your health." He looked at his sister drinking the porridge, and his heart was filled with comfort and happiness. He knew that everything he did was to make his sister's life better.

After breakfast, He Daqing and He Yushui cleaned up the kitchen together. During this time, the two chatted about many things about work and life. He Yushui talked about the new project in the company, and He Daqing listened carefully, nodding his head from time to time to show his approval and encouragement. He Daqing knew that it was not easy for his sister to work hard outside, and all he could do was to give her the greatest support and understanding.

He Yushui suddenly stopped what she was doing, looked up at He Daqing, and asked softly, "Brother, do you feel lonely when you are alone at home?" He Daqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, "No, I am already very satisfied to have you come back to accompany me every weekend. Besides, there are so many neighbors in the courtyard, and everyone is very enthusiastic. She felt a little sad in her heart, because she knew that her brother always made everything sound easy in order not to make her worry. She walked over, held her brother's hand, and said seriously, "Brother, I will try to come back to accompany you more often. You should also take good care of yourself, and tell me if there is anything, don't carry it alone. "

He Daqing felt his sister's care and concern, and his heart was warmed. He nodded: "Yu Shui, I get it. You too, no matter how busy you are at work, you must take care of your health and don't overwork yourself." He Yu Shui nodded heavily, his heart filled with gratitude and love for his brother.

As time went by, the lives of He Daqing and He Yushui gradually changed. He Yushui's work became busier and busier, but she always insisted on going home every weekend to accompany her brother. He Daqing also learned more about cooking and housework in the process, and he always thought about how to make his sister feel warm and comfortable when she came home.

One day, He Daqing saw a newly opened cooking training class on the street. He was inspired to learn more cooking skills so that he could take better care of He Yushui. He decided to sign up and go to learn after get off work every day. Although it was hard work, he felt that it was all worth it when he thought about making more delicious food for his sister.

The teacher of the cooking class is an older chef with rich experience and superb skills. He Daqing followed him carefully, carefully wrote down every step, and did not miss any details. After returning home, he would practice repeatedly, striving to do his best. Sometimes when He Yushui came back and saw his brother busy in the kitchen, he felt touched and distressed: "Brother, you are too hard, you don't have to work so hard."

He Daqing smiled and replied: "Yu Shui, I don't feel tired doing this for you. As long as you are happy," He Yu Shui looked at her brother's determined eyes and was deeply moved. She knew that her brother's love was the greatest wealth in her life.

Gradually, He Daqing's cooking skills got better and better. Every time He Yushui came back, there would be new surprises waiting for her. She tasted all the delicious food her brother made, and her heart was filled with happiness and gratitude. She knew that she would also work hard to make her brother's life better.

Once, He Yushui brought some colleagues from the company home for a dinner party. Everyone tasted the dishes made by He Daqing and praised them highly. He Yushui's colleague Xiao Wang smiled and said to her: "Yushui, you are so lucky to have such a good brother who cooks such delicious dishes for you." He Yushui smiled, her eyes full of pride and gratitude: "Yes, my brother is the best brother in the world."

He Daqing watched his sister and her colleagues happily eating the food he cooked, and his heart was filled with satisfaction and pride. He knew that all this was for his sister's better life, and her happiness was his greatest joy.

He Daqing began to think about creating some new dishes. This idea had been brewing in his mind for a while. Every time he saw He Yushui coming home tired, he always wondered if he could make his sister feel new surprises and taste enjoyment every time she came home through his own efforts. He felt that cooking was not only a skill, but also a way to express love.

One evening, He Daqing sat at the small table in the kitchen, holding a pen and a notebook, and began to think about new dishes. He recalled the delicious food his mother cooked when he lived with his parents, and thought about recreating the taste of those memories, while also adding some of his own creativity. When He Yushui came back, he saw his brother busy in the kitchen and couldn't help asking, "Brother, what are you doing? Why do you look so thoughtful?"