Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

He Yuzhu looked at his father's slightly tired figure, feeling a little distressed. "Dad, why don't I eat with you? I'm a little hungry too."

The father and son cooked noodles together in the kitchen. He Daqing felt a little comforted when he saw his son stirring the noodles in the pot skillfully. Although He Yuzhu was young, he had learned a lot of life skills and understood a lot of truths in the courtyard over the years.

After the noodles were cooked, they sat at the small table in the kitchen with the hot noodles in their hands. The simple dinner seemed particularly warm in the quiet night. He said slowly: "Yuzhu, you have worked hard during this period. There are more and more things to do in the teahouse. Sometimes I am really afraid that I can't handle it."

He Yuzhu swallowed a mouthful of noodles and looked at his father seriously: "Dad, don't say that, we support this family together. The teahouse is our hard work, and I won't let you bear so much pressure alone. He felt warm in his heart. He put down his chopsticks, thought for a moment and said: "Yuzhu, I was thinking, maybe we can try some new business methods to attract more customers. We can cooperate with some local craftsmen, display their works in the teahouse, and let more people understand traditional culture. "

He Yuzhu nodded and agreed: "This is a good idea. I know a few friends who do handicrafts. We can contact them to see if they are willing to cooperate. We can also hold some small exhibitions so that guests can have more experiences than just drinking tea."

He Daqing smiled and patted his son's shoulder: "Okay, that's settled. Starting tomorrow, we will start preparing for this."

In the following days, He Daqing and He Yuzhu were very busy. They contacted some local craftsmen, discussed the details of the cooperation, and set up a display area in the teahouse. Every weekend, they also invited these craftsmen to make products on site in the teahouse, so that guests could experience the charm of handicrafts up close.

This change quickly attracted many customers, and the teahouse's business prospered again. He Daqing looked at the full teahouse and felt extremely satisfied and relieved. He knew that this was not only a successful business, but also the result of the joint efforts of him and his son.

However, life is always full of surprises. One day, a middle-aged man in a hurry came to the teahouse. He walked into the teahouse and looked around, as if looking for something. He Daqing noticed him and asked, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

The man turned around and looked at He Daqing, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes. "I'm here to see a friend. She said she would be here soon."

He Daqing was a little confused, but he still asked politely: "May I know your friend's name? We have a lot of guests here, let me see if I can help you find it."

The man hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Her name is the White Widow. I didn't expect that the White Widow actually had such a friend. He forced himself to remain calm and asked, "She is your friend? What do you want from her?"

The man sighed and said with a complicated expression: "She has been my friend for many years. She has been in poor health recently and I have been looking for her. She said she would come here, so I came to see her."

He Daqing was confused, but he decided to help the man. He asked the man to wait in the teahouse, and he went back to the backyard and found the White Widow.

When the White Widow heard the man's intention, her face changed, and then she smiled bitterly and said, "It turned out to be him. I knew he would come to see me, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

He Daqing looked at her, feeling a little uneasy. "What are you going to do?"

The White Widow was silent for a while, then whispered, "I'll see him,"

He Daqing nodded and walked with Bai Guafu to the front hall. The man was excited when he saw Bai Guafu, but Bai Guafu said calmly: "Old friend, long time no see. I am living well here, you don't have to worry."

The man wanted to say something, but seeing the determined look in the White Widow's eyes, he finally just sighed. "Well, if you really decide to stay, I respect your choice. I just hope you can take good care of yourself." He smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, I will. "

After the man left, He Daqing and Bai Guafu returned to the backyard together. He Daqing looked at her and felt a little complicated in his heart. He knew that Bai Guafu's choice was not only for herself, but also for him and He Yuzhu. He held Bai Guafu's hand and whispered, "Thank you, Bai Guafu."

Widow Bai smiled and shook her head: "Daqing, thank you is beyond words, we are old friends. I hope your family can be happy, this is what I want to see most."

Recently, He Daqing seemed a little strange. Although the business of the teahouse was gradually getting better, he often fell into deep thought, as if he had something on his mind. This made He Yuzhu a little worried. He Yuzhu was arranging flowers and plants in the yard, but He Daqing was sitting aside in a daze. He Yuzhu couldn't help but walk over and asked with concern: "Dad, what's wrong with you recently? You are always absent-minded. Looking at his son, a complicated expression appeared on his face. He hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Yuzhu, I have been thinking about one thing recently. This courtyard carries the history of our family and also sustenances our emotions. However, as time goes by, we also have to consider some practical issues. "

He Yuzhu was a little confused: "You mean...?"

He Daqing sighed and said slowly, "I'm worried that if I'm gone one day, will you be able to support this family by yourself and continue to run this courtyard and teahouse?"

He Yuzhu was stunned, with a pang of sadness in his heart. He knew that his father's worries were justified, but he was unwilling to face this possibility. He suppressed his emotions and said firmly: "Dad, you will be fine. We will protect this family together, and I will face it with you. A trace of relief flashed in his eyes: "I know you will work hard, but there are some things we have to prepare in advance. Recently, I have been considering a plan to distribute part of the management rights of the courtyard and teahouse to those craftsmen and tea artists. In this way, even if we encounter any changes, they can help to continue the business. "

He Yuzhu objected immediately after hearing this: "Dad, this family is ours, how can we let others share the burden? I am not afraid of difficulties. No matter what happens, I will hold on!"

He Daqing was moved by his son's resolute expression, but he said calmly: "Yuzhu, I know you are not afraid of difficulties, but this is not only for ourselves, but also for the long-term inheritance of this courtyard. These craftsmen and tea artists are people who really like this place, and they are willing to protect this place with us.