Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

"This is so delicious," the White Widow praised. "I have never eaten such delicious dishes. You really put a lot of effort into it."

He Daqing felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He lowered his head and said softly, "It is our greatest satisfaction to make you like it. In fact, I am also very happy in the process of preparing this meal."

Widow Bai smiled and looked at He Daqing, her gratitude towards him growing stronger. She felt not only the enjoyment of her taste buds, but also the comfort of her soul. In this warm atmosphere, her heart gradually relaxed, and the loneliness and sorrow she once had seemed to be temporarily forgotten with this wonderful breakfast.

During the meal, everyone talked happily, and the topics ranged from trivial matters to interesting things in life. The conversation was full of ease and joy. He Daqing interrupted from time to time, sharing some of his past experiences and observations, trying to keep the atmosphere relaxed. The White Widow responded with her soft voice, talking about her insights and feelings about life. The whole conversation was full of sincerity and kindness.

As the food on the table was gradually cleared, He Daqing couldn't help but feel relieved. He knew that this breakfast was not just a simple gathering, but also an emotional exchange between him and the White Widow. Through such a simple morning, he felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and happiness.

After the meal, He Daqing took the initiative to suggest taking a walk in the courtyard and breathing in the fresh air. Widow Bai gladly accepted, and the two walked slowly along the path of the courtyard. The flowers and trees beside them swayed gently in the breeze, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and soil. He Daqing looked at Widow Bai's quiet back, and his heart was filled with infinite tenderness.

"White Widow, what do you think of today's breakfast?" He Daqing asked softly, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Very good, really very good." The White Widow turned around with a warm light in her eyes, "Thank you, Mr. He Daqing. I never thought that I would have such a day."

He Daqing felt an indescribable happiness in his heart. He nodded slightly, his inner emotions surging. He knew that this morning had a special meaning for both of them. This simple happiness and satisfaction came not only from the food, but also from the touch and resonance of each other's hearts.

In the following days, He Daqing and the White Widow interacted more frequently. Every time they met, whether it was chatting and laughing at the table or having a relaxed conversation in their spare time, their relationship became closer. He Daqing gradually realized in these interactions that the White Widow was not just a lonely widow, but also a woman with her own rich inner world. Her gentleness and her strength made him deeply attracted.

Widow Bai gradually opened her heart to He Daqing and shared her past experiences and feelings. Her loneliness and distress were released in these conversations, and she regained hope and confidence in life. She gradually discovered that He Daqing was not only a kind neighbor, but also a friend who could give her warmth and support.

As the days go by, the relationship between He Daqing and Bai Guafu gradually becomes closer. Every time they meet, they get to know each other better and their feelings become deeper. However, this warm daily life inadvertently encounters some new challenges. In particular, He Yuzhu's attitude towards this relationship gradually becomes complicated and he expresses strong opposition.

That morning, He Daqing was about to go to the market to buy fresh ingredients for the upcoming party. He Yuzhu suddenly stopped him, his face full of anxiety and uneasiness. "Uncle, can you please not go out today?" He said with obvious pleading and eagerness in his tone.

He Daqing looked at Yuzhu's confused expression, feeling a little uneasy. He knew that Yuzhu had always been a very obedient child and would not make requests without reason. He was a little surprised by this sudden outburst of emotion. "Yuzhu, what's wrong? I just went to the market to buy some things. We have a small party this afternoon and everyone is looking forward to it."

Yu Zhu's expression became more solemn. He held He Daqing's arm tightly and said in a low but firm voice, "Uncle, I know you have a good relationship with the White Widow, but I am really worried about her current condition. You must listen to me. I think this matter... is not that simple."

He Daqing was confused. He put down the shopping list and looked at Yu Zhu's nervous eyes. He knew that in this situation, a simple explanation might not make Yu Zhu feel relieved. "Yu Zhu, please explain clearly. What are you worried about? Do you have any misunderstandings about the White Widow?"

Yu Zhu took a deep breath, as if trying to organize his words. "Actually, I heard something. Everyone said that the White Widow's recent situation is very complicated. She is too dependent on others, which may cause trouble for you. Also, I feel that there are some problems with the way she interacts with other people."

He Daqing felt a little uneasy when he heard this. He knew that Yuzhu's worries were not groundless, but he was more aware of his feelings for Bai Guafu. He gently patted Yuzhu's shoulder, and his tone became soft but firm: "Yuzhu, I understand your worries. But I know Bai Guafu better than you do. I believe in her character, and she is not what you said. We can't misunderstand her because of some rumors."

Yu Zhu's eyes revealed a kind of confusion and helplessness, his palms trembled slightly: "Uncle, you really have to believe me, I don't want to cause trouble. I'm just worried that you will hurt yourself if you are too involved. I know you are kind, but sometimes being too kind can get you hurt."

He Daqing couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he heard this. He was very grateful for Yuzhu's concern and consideration for his future. However, he also understood that what he needed was real feelings, not decisions that were swayed by other people's opinions. He took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. "Yuzhu, I appreciate your concern and understand your concerns. But when it comes to feelings, you often need to experience and judge them yourself. We can't easily change our minds because of what others say."

Yuzhu's expression became more and more frustrated. He lowered his head and said in a voice that was almost crying: "But, uncle, I'm really worried. If something bad happens, I will feel very guilty."