Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

That morning, He Daqing decided to make a big breakfast. He usually handles everything alone in the kitchen, but this time, he plans to get his nephew He Yuzhu involved. He Yuzhu is a young and energetic kid. Although he is not yet proficient in cooking, he is full of passion for food. He Daqing hopes that in this way, he can not only teach him some basic cooking skills, but also enhance the intimacy between the two.

"Yuzhui, what do you think about us cooking together today?" He Daqing's voice was calm and gentle. While taking out fresh ingredients from the kitchen cupboard, he looked at his nephew who was standing at the door looking a little embarrassed.

He Yuzhu's eyes sparkled with excitement, and he immediately responded, "Okay, uncle, I'm looking forward to it! What can I do?"

He Daqing smiled and motioned Yuzhu to come in, picked up a basket of fresh vegetables and put it on the table. He briefly introduced the ingredients and steps needed, and then assigned some basic tasks to Yuzhu. Yuzhu began to wash and cut vegetables. Although his movements were a little rusty, he took every task very seriously.

The kitchen was filled with the fragrance of vegetables. He Daqing was concentrating on preparing the seasonings, occasionally giving Yuzhu some pointers with a faint smile. He knew that cultivating children's interest was not only about the results, but also about the interaction and experience in the process. While busy, He Yuzhu looked up from time to time to communicate with his uncle, with an excited and slightly childish smile on his face.

When everything was ready, He Daqing placed the hot pot on the table. The stewed soup base exuded an alluring aroma, and the air was filled with a mouth-watering taste. He Yuzhu put the various ingredients prepared in advance into the pot one by one. The plump ingredients were cooked in the pot, and as time went by, the soup base became richer.

During the cooking process, He Daqing carefully taught Yuzhu how to adjust the heat and how to judge the doneness of the ingredients. Although Yuzhu was a little nervous, he quickly adapted to the rhythm and his eyes became focused and determined. Whenever the pot made a gurgling sound, he would laugh out loud, as if he had found his own fun in the process.

Breakfast time always goes by very quickly. Although it is just a simple home cooking, this experience is extremely precious to the two. During the meal, He Daqing observed Yu Zhu's reaction. Seeing that he was satisfied with the dishes he made and a happy smile appeared on his face, he also felt sincerely satisfied in his heart.

After the meal, the kitchen was left in a mess, but He Daqing and Yu Zhu had no regrets. They cleaned up the mess together, and their cooperation became more tacit. He Daqing knew that this was not just a meal, but also an experience of life and a transmission of emotions.

In He Daqing's courtyard, the morning sun always casts mottled light and shadows through the window lattices, sprinkled on the wooden floor, adding a sense of warmth and tranquility to the entire courtyard. The days in this family flow in a simple daily routine, and his deep and experienced eyes seem to have become accustomed to this comfortable life. However, this morning, his mood is particularly different, because he has planned something special - to spend a beautiful morning with the White Widow.

The White Widow, once a woman in blue, now lives in loneliness because of her husband's death. He Daqing has known her for a long time, and their relationship has evolved from strangers to familiarity, from courtesy to care. This gradually warming relationship has quietly raised a hope in He Daqing's heart.

In the kitchen, He Daqing was busy preparing breakfast while thinking about how to spend this time with the White Widow. He knew that what he needed was not only a good meal, but also a chance to share peace and joy with her. This thought made him feel particularly complicated - there was both excitement of anticipation and a faint worry about the future.

"Yuzhui, in addition to preparing breakfast this morning, we also need to prepare some snacks. The White Widow may come over, so we have to treat her well." He Daqing reminded Yuzhui while peeling shrimps.

He Yuzhu's eyes lit up instantly: "Really? That's great! I've heard her story before, she must be very lonely. Uncle, what kind of food do you think she would like?"

"She likes light food, simple but thoughtful." He Daqing's tone revealed a hint of tenderness, and he couldn't help but recall the gentle smile and calm demeanor of the White Widow. "We can prepare some fresh seasonal vegetables and some snacks. After all, cooking is not just to fill the stomach, but also to make people feel warm."

He Yuzhu listened and nodded, his excitement and sense of responsibility intertwined. He assigned the tasks in an orderly manner and carried out each step seriously, as if this was not just an ordinary cooking, but a grand ceremony of serving people.

Time passed by little by little, and a rich aroma wafted through the kitchen, as if foreshadowing the good times to come. While busy, He Daqing glanced out the window from time to time, his heart full of anticipation and nervousness. He was worried whether the White Widow would come as promised and whether she would like the food they prepared. Perhaps this anticipation and nervousness was more due to his inner concern and affection for her.

Finally, the doorbell rang, and He Daqing's heartbeat accelerated. He put on a smiling expression and walked slowly to the door. The moment he opened the door, the familiar figure of the White Widow appeared in front of him. She was still wearing the same plain and elegant clothes, with a faint smile on her face. Although she was not very ostentatious, she exuded a natural elegance.

"Good morning, White Widow." He Daqing's voice was filled with a warm greeting, and he extended his hand to greet her, "Please come in, I have prepared breakfast for you."

Widow Bai smiled slightly and walked into the house. Looking at the carefully decorated corners in the courtyard, her eyes revealed a hint of surprise and emotion: "This is really great, Mr. He Daqing, you have prepared so many delicious foods for me, I feel very flattered."

He Daqing smiled shyly: "These are just some small gifts, I hope you like them. Yuzhu, this is the White Widow, she will dine with us today."

He Yuzhu stood up hurriedly with a warm smile on his face: "White Widow, welcome to our home, you must enjoy yourself."

Widow Bai nodded, her eyes full of gentle gratitude. She sat down at the table and carefully appreciated the carefully prepared breakfast, while He Daqing stood aside, silently observing her reaction.