Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

He Yuzhu's eyes flashed with a touch of emotion. He knew that his father's words were out of concern for the family, not an accusation against him. He nodded, with a hint of seriousness in his tone: "I will remember it, Dad. I will pay more attention to my behavior and try not to make people at home feel uneasy."

"Thank you, Yuzhu." He Daqing said with a hint of gratitude, "We all hope that everyone in the family can feel comfortable and happy. We must understand each other and work together so that everyone in the family can live in this harmonious atmosphere."

After the conversation, He Yuzhu returned to the garden, his heart filled with gratitude to his father and a sense of responsibility for family harmony. He knew that although his concern for his friend was well-intentioned, his behavior in the family also needed to be adjusted. His heart was filled with expectations for the future, hoping to find a balance between family and personal feelings.

A few days later, He Daqing noticed that He Yuzhu had become more careful and thoughtful in handling family affairs. Although his concern for Qin Huairu remained unabated, his behavior in the family became more cautious and he tried to avoid overly frequent visits.

The atmosphere in the family gradually returned to calm, but He Daqing's worries still did not completely disappear. He knew that everyone in the family had their own feelings and needs, and finding a balance was the key to maintaining harmony. He hoped that in the days to come, everyone could face the challenges of life together based on understanding and respect.

This morning, the courtyard was bustling with the familiar noise. Some people in the neighborhood were carrying water, some were coming back from the vegetable market, and some were carrying bicycles on their heads and entering the gate. Although life in the courtyard was not rich, as usual, everyone helped each other and lived a warm life. He Daqing was drinking tea leisurely in the courtyard when he suddenly heard footsteps outside the courtyard gate. The footsteps were heavy and a little hurried, and then a tall figure walked in from outside.

"Zhu Zi is back!" Da Qing raised his eyes slightly, saw the person coming, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The tall figure is He Yuzhu, a young man in his early thirties, with a strong and sturdy figure, and an unconcealable anxiety and confusion on his face. He Yuzhu was raised by He Daqing since he was a child. Although he is not his biological son, the relationship between them is deeper than that between father and son. He Yuzhu lost both his parents when he was young, and He Daqing raised him single-handedly, teaching and caring for him like a father.

"Master, I've been... feeling very confused lately." He Yuzhu said as he randomly scratched his short hair with his hands, looking extremely uneasy.

He Daqing put down his teacup, looked up at He Yuzhu's face carefully, and observed the changes in his expression. He Yuzhu has always been a very independent person. From childhood to adulthood, he never complained about being tired or suffering when encountering difficulties. He is now suddenly so anxious, obviously he has encountered a lot of trouble.

"Sit down and talk slowly. Being impatient won't solve the problem." He Daqing said softly, his tone carrying a steady strength, as if he could make people feel at ease as long as he spoke.

He Yuzhu sat on the bluestone bench, his eyes somewhat wandering, looking down at the ground, as if he didn't know where to start.

"Master, what do you think I should do in my life?" He Yuzhu finally looked up and asked. This question seemed particularly heavy, as if he had been holding it in his heart for a long time.

He Daqing didn't answer immediately. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. Then he said, "Haven't you always been doing well in the factory? Why did you suddenly think of this question?"

He Yuzhu's eyes were complicated. He stood up, walked to the center of the yard, put his hands on his waist, looked at the old locust tree in the middle of the yard, as if recalling something. He paused, and then continued: "I have no problem doing the work in the factory, but I always feel that... this is not what I want. I work step by step every day. Although the income is okay, I always feel like something is missing in my heart. Recently, I encountered an opportunity, which may be a turning point, but I don't know whether I should seize it."

"Turning point?" He Daqing frowned slightly when he heard the word, "Tell me, what opportunity is it?"

He Yuzhu walked back to the stool and sat down, leaning back against the back of the chair, taking a deep breath: "An old leader in the factory recently retired. He has a project in hand, a small private restaurant, not large in scale, but he wants to find a reliable person to take over. He talked to me a few days ago and said that I have a stable job in the factory and good skills, and asked me if I am interested in taking over this restaurant. I didn't take it seriously at first, but the more I thought about it, the more I felt... maybe this is the opportunity I have been looking for."

"Restaurant?" There was a hint of surprise in He Daqing's eyes. Although he knew that He Yuzhu's cooking skills were good, asking him to open a restaurant was no small matter.

"Do you have experience in running a restaurant?" He Daqing asked directly, his voice still calm.

He Yuzhu shook his head. "No, but I have been a kitchen helper in the factory's canteen for several years. My bosses and colleagues are very satisfied with my cooking skills. Besides, I always think cooking is an art. I like the feeling of letting people eat good food. But I am worried, worried about failure, worried that I won't do well. If I ruin the store, it will be no small matter."

He Daqing nodded, weighing the options in his mind. He Yuzhu's words reminded him of his own experience when he was young. He was also like this at that time, with dreams in his heart, but was held back by reality and concerns. He looked at the young man in front of him, and his thoughts could not help but go back to decades ago.

"Zhu Zi," He Daqing said slowly, "I had the same confusion as you when I was young. At that time, I also worked in the factory for many years, and I felt that I had not achieved anything. Later, I encountered an opportunity to transfer to the technical department. Although it was a good opportunity, I hesitated for a long time at that time. Do you know why I didn't go in the end?"

He Yuzhu shook his head, his eyes full of doubt. He had only known He Daqing as an old worker with superb skills since he was a child, and had never heard of him having such an experience.

"Because I was afraid of failure." He Daqing said slowly, with a hint of self-mockery in his tone, "When you are young, who doesn't want to try? But I had a family at that time, and I always thought, what if I fail? I couldn't let my family take risks with me. So, I chose to be safe and continued to work in my old job for decades."