Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

I believe that even if I am gone one day, you will be able to support this family on your own. Gently said: "Dad, you will always be with us. Together, we can make this family better."

He Daqing has been feeling a sense of guilt lately, especially in the dead of night. He often sits alone on a stone bench in the yard, thinking back to the past few years, and feels a sense of indebtedness to He Yuzhu. He Daqing sat in the yard again, holding a cup of tea in his hand, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. Seeing his father like this, He Yuzhu walked over and asked, "Dad, what's wrong with you? I've seen you in a daze lately. Are you worried about something?"

He Daqing looked up at his son, sighed deeply, and was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Yuzhu, you have paid a lot for this family over the years, and I have always felt guilty."

He Yuzhu was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Dad, what are you talking about? It's my duty to sacrifice for the family, why do you feel guilty?"

He Daqing shook his head, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes: "Yuzhu, you are still young and should have your own dreams and life, but you have given up a lot for me and this family. I often wonder, if it weren't for me, would you have a better future? But he said firmly: "Dad, I have never regretted it. No matter what, this family is our roots and our belonging. I am willing to give everything for this family. This is my willing choice. "

He Daqing looked at his son with tears in his eyes, "Yuzhu, you have really grown up and understood a lot of things. But as a father, I always feel that I have not fulfilled my due responsibilities and let you bear too much. He said softly, "Dad, you have taught me a lot and made me understand what responsibility and commitment are. I am very grateful to you. Every moment we have experienced together over the years has made me grow a lot. "

He Daqing felt a warm feeling in his heart, but he still couldn't let it go completely: "Yuzhu, I hope you know that no matter what happens in the future, you have the right to choose your own life. I don't want you to lose the opportunity to pursue your dreams because of me."

He Yuzhu looked at his father seriously and said firmly: "Dad, my dream is to run this family well and make our family happy. This is what I pursue, and I will not regret it."

He Daqing was so moved that he was speechless. He knew his son was sincere, but the guilt in his heart was still hard to eliminate. He deeply felt that as a father, he owed his son too much.

Life went on peacefully, but He Daqing's guilt could not be completely dissipated. He decided to make up for his debt to his son with actions. So he worked harder to participate in the management of the teahouse and the courtyard house to try to reduce He Yuzhu's burden. He also actively learned new management and business methods, hoping to share more with his son.

At an annual celebration of the teahouse, He Daqing stood on the stage, facing many guests and partners, and decided to express his feelings publicly. He picked up the microphone, his voice trembling: "Dear friends, thank you for your continued support for our teahouse. Today, I would like to take this opportunity to express my gratitude to everyone, and at the same time, I would like to say a few words to my son He Yuzhu."

He Yuzhu was standing in the audience. When he saw his father's expression, he felt nervous and didn't know what his father was going to say.

He Daqing took a deep breath and continued, "Yuzhu, I have always felt sorry for you. You could have had a better life and future, but you chose to stay here and run this teahouse and courtyard with me. I am proud of you, but I also feel deeply guilty."

The guests in the audience listened quietly, and He Yuzhu's eyes were filled with tears. He walked up to the stage, took the microphone, and said in a firm and gentle voice: "Dad, you don't need to feel guilty. We should face all difficulties and challenges together. I have never regretted my choice, because this is our common home and our common dream."

He Daqing's eyes were filled with tears. He knew his son was speaking from the heart, but he still hoped to do more for his son. He decided not to rely solely on He Yuzhu anymore, but to work with him to make this home better. He Daqing became more involved in the operation of the teahouse. He and He Yuzhu planned many new activities and projects, attracting more and more guests. They also invited some talented young people to join the teahouse team, injecting new vitality into the teahouse.

He Daqing found that working with these young people not only allowed him to learn a lot of new knowledge and skills, but also to feel their enthusiasm and vitality. He gradually let go of the guilt in his heart and began to enjoy the process of working with his son and the team.

He Yuzhu also found that his father's change made him feel much more relaxed. He no longer had to bear all the pressure alone, but had more support and help. He felt that his father's mentality had also become more positive, which filled him with hope and confidence.

That evening, the sky in the courtyard was dyed orange-red, and the sunset reflected on the ancient bricks and tiles, adding a touch of warmth to the old courtyard. Standing in the courtyard, He Daqing felt a rare sense of peace. He decided to cook a sumptuous dinner for his family.

He Yuzhu was watering the flowers in the yard. Seeing his father walking towards the kitchen, he asked curiously, "Dad, what are you going to do?" He turned around and said, "I'll cook tonight. You've been very busy these days. Take a good rest today."

He Yuzhu was a little surprised, but also felt warm. He knew his father did this to relax him. "Okay, then I'll wait to enjoy your cooking. Just call me." He walked into the kitchen. The utensils in the kitchen were simple but complete. He opened the basket and saw fresh vegetables, meat and some seasonings. He began to think about tonight's menu. He decided to make a few of his signature home-cooked dishes, which were simple and delicious.

He first cleaned the vegetables, cut them into appropriate sizes, and then started to prepare the meat. Although he had not cooked for many years, He Daqing's cooking skills were still proficient. While cutting vegetables, he recalled the scene of him and his wife busy in the kitchen when they were young, and felt a little nostalgic and warm in his heart.

When he had prepared all the ingredients, he lit the stove, poured oil into the hot pan, and soon the pan began to sizzle and the aroma filled the air. He Daqing first fried a plate of green vegetables. He was skilled in his movements and controlled the heat properly. After a few stir-fries in the pan, the green vegetables became green and shiny, emitting an alluring aroma.