Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

Widow Bai shook her head and said with a firm look, "I used to live in a big city, but it's not suitable for me. I like the tranquility and warmth here, and this is the life I want. The contradiction in his heart gradually dissipated. He understood that everyone has their own pursuit of a lifestyle, and he, He Yuzhu and Widow Bai have all found their own happiness in this courtyard. Widow Bai used her craftsmanship to add a lot of color to the courtyard. She taught He Yuzhu embroidery and handicrafts, and the two gradually became good friends. He Daqing continued to be busy repairing and managing the courtyard to make it better. When He Daqing woke up, he felt a strong sense of hunger coming from his stomach. He rubbed his stomach subconsciously and found that he had been busy all day yesterday and forgot to eat well. After a simple wash, he went to the kitchen to make some breakfast for himself and He Yuzhu.

In the kitchen, He Yuzhu was already busy. He was cooking porridge, and the pot was bubbling with steam and filled with an alluring aroma. He Yuzhu looked up and saw He Daqing, and said with a smile: "Brother, good morning! I made your favorite salty porridge today, come and have some."

He Daqing felt warm at heart when he heard this. He sat down at the table, picked up the bowl and started eating. His movements were a little hurried, and it was obvious that he was really hungry. He Yuzhu looked at him wolfing down his food and couldn't help laughing, "Brother, eat slowly, don't choke. Why do you feel like you haven't eaten for a few days?"

He Daqing looked up, his mouth still full of porridge, and answered vaguely: "I was busy all day yesterday and didn't have time to eat properly. I woke up this morning and felt very hungry."

Widow Bai also came in at this time. Seeing He Daqing's appearance, she asked with concern: "Brother Daqing, you can't do this. Health is the capital of revolution. Don't go hungry again in the future. He knew how precious this kind of care and concern was. After breakfast, he and He Yuzhu started their day's work. Today, they planned to repair a wall in the backyard, which had been in disrepair for many years and was already a little dangerous.

While repairing the wall, He Daqing couldn't help but recall many past events. He thought of his dreams and setbacks when he was young, and also thought of his simple but fulfilling life now. He knew that all this was hard-won and the result of their joint efforts.

"Yuzhui, have you ever thought about the future?" He Daqing asked while wiping his sweat.

He Yuzhu stopped his work, thought seriously for a while, and said, "Brother, I think it's good now. We have managed the courtyard better and better, and we have met many new friends. I hope that more people can come here in the future to enjoy this tranquility and happiness. A sense of pride surged in his heart. He Yuzhu's answer made him feel at ease and full of expectations for the future.

At this time, the White Widow came over with a pot of herbal tea, handed it to them, and said, "Take a break and drink some herbal tea. I just heard on the street that there will be a handicraft exhibition nearby. Should we go and take a look? Maybe we can learn a lot of new things."

He Daqing and He Yuzhu looked at each other and both thought it was a good idea. The handicraft exhibition would not only broaden their horizons, but also bring some inspiration to the operation of the Siheyuan. So the three decided to take a day off and go and have a look together.

On the day of the exhibition, the three of them set out early and headed to the exhibition venue excitedly. The exhibition venue was crowded with people, and there were a variety of handicrafts on display, which was dazzling. He Daqing was very interested in these handicrafts, and he stopped from time to time to take a closer look, and also talked with some stall owners about the production methods.

He Yuzhu was attracted by a stall of traditional embroidery. He carefully studied the exquisite embroidery and discussed the details of the technique with the stall owner. White Widow also shuttled between the stalls, looking for inspiration and creativity.

The one-day exhibition visit was very fruitful for them. They not only learned many new handicraft techniques, but also made many like-minded friends. After returning to the courtyard, they enthusiastically discussed how to apply these newly learned skills to their work.

He Daqing felt that although life sometimes made him feel hungry and tired, his inner satisfaction and happiness were incomparable. Together with He Yuzhu and Bai Guafu, he managed this courtyard carefully and made it more and more beautiful. The three of them sat in the yard, and He Daqing looked at the starry sky, his heart full of hope and gratitude. He knew that no matter what challenges they would encounter in the future, as long as the three of them worked together, life in the courtyard would definitely get better and better.

"Yuzhu, White Widow, we must manage the courtyard house well and let more people feel the beauty of this place." He Daqing said firmly.

Recently, He Daqing's behavior has become a little strange. He is always absent-minded and often loses focus at work. He Yuzhu and Bai Guafu have noticed this, but they don't know what caused He Daqing to be so abnormal. He Yuzhu couldn't help asking, "Brother, what's wrong with you recently? You always look restless. Have you encountered any troubles?" Then he slowly said, "Yuzhu, I don't know what's going on. I always feel a little uneasy these days, as if something is going to happen. "

Widow Bai came over, patted He Daqing's shoulder gently, and said softly: "Brother Daqing, if you have any worries, you can tell us and we will find a way to solve it together. He looked at them gratefully, but still did not express his doubts. He himself could not explain clearly what the reason was, but he felt a little uneasy.

In the past few days, He Daqing often paced in the yard alone, seemingly thinking about something. The courtyard was still peaceful and beautiful, but there seemed to be a dark cloud in his heart that could not be shaken off.

One day, He Daqing was cleaning the yard when he heard a familiar voice outside the door. When he opened the door, he saw a long-lost figure, his old friend Zhang Qiang. Zhang Qiang had been working in another place for many years, and his sudden return surprised and delighted He Daqing.

"Zhang Qiang, why did you come back suddenly? I haven't seen you for so many years. Are you okay?" He Daqing asked excitedly.

Zhang Qiang smiled, patted He Daqing on the shoulder, and said, "Daqing, I heard that you are doing well here, so I came back to see you. By the way, I also have something to talk to you about."

After the two sat down, Zhang Qiang got straight to the point and said, "Daqing, I came back this time because I want to ask you for help. Our company is looking for a partner to take charge of a new project. I think you are a good fit, so I came here to invite you."