Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

He Daqing's heart sank, but he still kept a polite smile on his face: "Yes, Sister Bai. What are you doing?"

The White Widow smiled and handed over the apple: "I just brought this from my hometown. It's very fresh. I thought you and Yu Shui would like to eat it, so I brought it to you."

He Daqing took the apple, but felt a little helpless and pressured. He knew that the White Widow was interested in him, but he really didn't want to get too entangled with her. He took a deep breath and tried to stay calm: "Thank you, Sister Bai, you are thoughtful. But I'm a little busy here, I have to cook quickly, you go back first."

Widow Bai obviously didn't notice He Daqing's change of mood. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't worry. I'm free. Let me help you cook."

He Daqing's heart tightened, and he quickly refused: "Sister Bai, no need, you should go back and rest. We can handle it ourselves."

The White Widow seemed a little embarrassed, but still said with a smile, "Okay, then you go ahead and be busy. I'll come see you another day." After that, she turned and left, with a trace of disappointment on her face.

He Daqing looked at her from behind, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew that he had to find a suitable opportunity to make things clear with Widow Bai, and that he couldn't let this situation continue.

In the evening, He Yushui returned home and saw dinner on the table. She smiled and said, "Brother, you made so many delicious foods today! You are getting better and better." She picked up a piece of fish fillet, put it in her mouth, her eyes full of admiration.

He Daqing smiled, but he was still thinking about how to solve the problem of the White Widow. He decided to find a suitable time to discuss it with his sister. He Daqing and He Yushui sat in the yard. The moonlight sprinkled in every corner of the courtyard, which seemed particularly peaceful. He Daqing looked at his sister and finally said, "Yushui, there is something I want to tell you."

He Yushui looked up at his brother with a puzzled look on his face: "Brother, what's the matter?"

He Daqing sighed and said slowly, "The White Widow has been coming to our house a lot recently. I think she has some misunderstandings about me. I don't want this situation to continue, but I don't know how to say it without hurting her. Her heart tightened. She understood her brother's distress and said softly, "Brother, I understand what you mean. But if you don't have that intention, you should have made it clear earlier. How about I help you talk to her?"

He Daqing nodded and looked at his sister gratefully: "Yushui, thank you. Let's go and explain it to her. I hope she can understand."

A few days later, He Daqing and He Yushui made an appointment to meet Bai Guafu at home. When Bai Guafu saw the two siblings, she showed a hint of nervousness and confusion on her face: "Daqing, Yushui, what do you want to talk to me about?"

He Daqing took a deep breath and said calmly, "Sister Bai, there is something we want to make clear to you. You have always been very kind to me and Yu Shui, and we are very grateful, but in my heart I have always regarded you as a neighbor and friend, and I have no other thoughts."

When the White Widow heard this, her face changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. She forced a smile and said, "Daqing, I am sorry for being so presumptuous."

He Yushui also stepped forward and comforted her softly, "Sister Bai, we are really grateful to you and hope you can understand. You are still our good neighbor and good friend."

The White Widow nodded, tears flashing in her eyes: "I understand. Thank you for your honesty, I will adjust my mentality and not cause you any more trouble."

She turned and left. He Daqing and He Yushui watched her go, feeling a little relieved and a little guilty. They knew that although the matter was made clear, emotional damage was inevitable. He Daqing continued to be busy with his work and cooking innovation, and his life gradually returned to normal. He still looked for fresh ingredients in the market, worked hard to create more delicious dishes, and prepared rich dinners for He Yushui every day. He Yushui also became more considerate of his brother, often chatting with him and sharing the bits and pieces of work and life.

He Daqing knew that solving the problem of the White Widow was not a one-time solution. Although he had explained it clearly to her, she still appeared in the courtyard from time to time, and seemed to be unable to let go. This troubled He Daqing, and he decided to find a trustworthy friend for help, and that person was He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu is an old friend of He Daqing. The two grew up together and have a deep relationship. He Yuzhu is upright, decisive, and has a certain prestige in the courtyard. He Daqing believes that He Yuzhu can help him solve this difficult problem. After get off work at the steel plant, He Daqing went straight to He Yuzhu's home. He Yuzhu was repairing a bicycle in the yard. When he saw He Daqing coming, he smiled and greeted him: "Daqing, why are you free to come to me today? Is there something?" A trace of worry appeared on his face: "Yuzhu, there is indeed something I want to ask you for help. I have been very troubled by the White Widow's affairs recently, and I don't know what to do. "

He Yuzhu frowned and put down the tools in his hand: "White Widow? Is she bothering you again? This is not a trivial matter. Tell me about it and I'll see if I can help. He told He Yuzhu everything about the recent situation. The more he talked, the more troubled he became. After listening, He Yuzhu patted him on the shoulder: "Daqing, don't worry, I will help you solve this problem. Let's find a solution together."

The next day, He Yuzhu found an opportunity to meet the White Widow in the courtyard. He pretended to chat with her unintentionally, revealing He Daqing's distress and helplessness in his words. The White Widow's face changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and seemed to understand something.

"Yuzhu, I understand. I don't want to cause any more trouble for the Qing Dynasty, nor do I want to damage our neighborly relationship. I will adjust my mentality and stop bothering him." The White Widow said calmly, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

He Yuzhu nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister Bai, it's best if you can understand. We are all neighbors, and living in harmony is the most important thing. I hope you can find your own happiness."

In the following period of time, the White Widow really reduced her disturbance to He Daqing, and life in the courtyard returned to peace. He Daqing was grateful for this, and he knew that He Yuzhu's help was the key. In order to express his gratitude, He Daqing decided to invite He Yuzhu to his home for a meal.

One morning, He Daqing accidentally got his arm scratched by a machine while working at the steel mill. Although he gritted his teeth and insisted on finishing the work, the wound was still aching. He didn't want to worry He Yushui, so he decided to treat the wound himself. However, after a few days, the wound did not get better, but showed some signs of infection. She found that her brother's arm was wrapped in gauze and his face was a little pale, and she immediately became nervous. She walked closer and saw that the wound was red and swollen, and immediately asked worriedly: "Brother, what's wrong with your arm? Why is it so serious?"