Siheyuan: He Yuzhu starts with god-level cooking skills

"It's okay, you are safe now, let's call for help." He Yuzhu stood beside the girl, encouraging her.

He Yuzhu found that there seemed to be no chaotic sounds in the other house, so he had to move to that place.

"Wake up! Your house is about to catch fire!" He Yuzhu shouted loudly.

At the same time, he knocked rhythmically on the neighbor's door. The neighbor was finally aroused by He Yuzhu's call.

The door opened a crack, and a middle-aged woman asked anxiously, "What's going on? Is it really on fire?"

"That's right, go call the police quickly." He Yuzhu said nervously.

The fire inside the room continued to spread, and the black smoke billowed, almost suffocating people. "Do you have a telephone at home?"

He Yuzhu looked at the other person and was stunned for a moment. "Escape from the scene quickly, hurry up!"

He Yuzhu could only shout loudly and walked into the fire area with the lady. In the thick smoke, they could hardly see "603" in front of them.

Fortunately, by this time, firefighters had arrived at the scene.

They were wearing special uniforms and holding hoses, and quickly poured water on the fire. The fierce flames were finally extinguished, and the room was filled with hot air.

He Yuzhu and the lady stood in front of the door of a neighbor's home, holding each other's hands tightly.

Watching the firefighters bravely running towards the danger zone one by one.

Endless noble emotions surged in He Yuzhu's heart.

"Thanks to your participation, otherwise my family would have suffered a disaster." The lady looked at He Yuzhu with gratitude and said.

"Neighbors should help each other," He Yuzhu said with a smile.

Soon, the police and fire departments completely put out the fire in the high-rise building.

He Yuzhu handed the girl over to medical staff and he himself received immediate medical assistance.

"You are truly brave and fearless. Thank you very much for saving me!" The girl's eyes were full of gratitude and high respect.

"You're too kind. I'm just doing my duty." He Yuzhu said firmly.

At the same time, his colleagues also learned about the fire.

After the small fire, He Yuzhu kept receiving calls from his colleagues, who asked about his condition with concern, which comforted He Yuzhu. He returned to his room and lay on the bed, but his heart could not calm down. The scene of the fire kept replaying in his mind, and he began to feel panic and uneasy.

He tried to relax himself by taking a deep breath, but it didn't work. He Yuzhu couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning in bed, and his mood was difficult to calm down for a long time. He silently thought about the revelation that the fire brought him: the fragility and preciousness of life.

At this time, the phone at home rang, it was a caring call from a colleague. He Yuzhu felt warm, they chatted on the phone, and the sincerity and concern of the colleague gradually calmed He Yuzhu's mood.

A colleague asked if he could come over to accompany him, but He Yuzhu declined, saying he was fine. The colleague said he could contact him at any time if he needed help. After hanging up the phone, He Yuzhu's mood improved, but he still had difficulty falling asleep.

He began to have nightmares, in which flames raged and He Yuzhu screamed helplessly. When he woke up, he was sweating and realized that his psychology had been affected. He took a deep breath, encouraged himself, and told himself that tomorrow would be better, but sleep could no longer come.

He Yuzhu walked to the window and looked at the night outside. The moonlight sprinkled on the windowsill, bringing a sense of tranquility. He stood quietly in front of the window, recalling his childhood dreams and struggles, with a lot of emotion in his heart. Despite the shock of a small fire, He Yuzhu still maintained his love for life and expectations for the future.

In that era of change, He Yuzhu chose to embark on the path of studying. Fate made him lose the protection of his relatives, but also gave him the responsibility of shouldering the heavy responsibility for the family. At the same time, He Yuzhu had a strong desire for knowledge and ideals. On the road full of difficulties and tests, he never lost his courage, but showed a more determined and unyielding fighting spirit.

"He Yuzhu, remember, only by continuous learning can you have the opportunity to control your own destiny." This was the advice his strong teacher gave him. These words were like a clarion call, echoing in his heart for a long time, inspiring him to keep moving forward.

He Yuzhu also did not forget the challenges of studying in a busy city. When he encountered difficulties and obstacles, his sincere friends always stood by him and gave him silent but powerful support. "Don't be pessimistic, man. As long as we move forward together, we will see the light at the end of the road," his friend Xiao Liu once encouraged him. These words nourished his heart and strengthened his belief.

On his journey of striving forward, he has never been absent from the care and support of his family. "Yuzhu, our whole family is counting on you. Remember, your efforts are the key to our bright future," one of his elders once advised him, his eyes full of affection and solemn expectations. This priceless support and trust has injected infinite warmth and strength into He Yuzhu's heart.

Faced with a small and dangerous accident, He Yuzhu felt a brief moment of anxiety and panic, but he soon got rid of the panic because a force of perseverance and tenacity gradually accumulated in his heart. He knew that even an accident like a fire could become a lesson that prompted him to grow. He Yuzhu learned to more deeply understand and appreciate the preciousness and fragility of life.

Under the quiet night sky, He Yuzhu stood alone, immersed in deep thoughts about life. He realized that every breath and heartbeat, whether sunny or stormy, was an indispensable chapter in his life journey. In his heart, He Yuzhu made up his mind to hold on to every moment of his life, not to let the precious moments slip away in vain, and not to let trivial worries disturb his soul.

In this deep night, He Yuzhu experienced the desolation and warmth of the world, the bitterness and sweetness of life. A new ambition and pursuit emerged in his heart - that is to cherish every "present moment". He Yuzhu tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. The restlessness in his heart made him choose to go out and seek the quietness in the night.

He made some preparations and walked aimlessly on the street. The moonlight shone through the clouds and sprinkled on his body, bringing a touch of coolness and freshness to the hot summer. At this moment, He Yuzhu had no specific destination. Accompanied by the starlight and moonlight, he thought under the silent night sky, allowing his mind to be peaceful and clear.

Inadvertently, He Yuzhu found himself at a small river flowing quietly. The water there was as clear as a mirror, and the wind gently swept across the water, bringing a fresh breeze. He Yuzhu leaned against the railing, staring at the sparkling water, and whispered to himself, "This night is so peaceful."

Looking up at the night sky, the stars were shining, and endless space and time seemed to be unfolding before He Yuzhu's eyes. He felt a sense of tranquility and vastness in his heart, as if he was deeply embraced by nature.

Immersed in this beautiful scenery, He Yuzhu noticed the faint light flickering on the water in the distance and ripples in the moonlight, giving people a sense of tranquility and relaxation like music.

He walked slowly along the riverbank, feeling the cool breeze of the night brushing against his shirt on his face, bringing him a sense of peace and comfort he had never felt before.

A subtle cat cry suddenly broke the silence: "Meow~Meow~". A wild cat appeared from behind a tree, and its pair of sparkling eyes looked at He Yuzhu curiously.

He Yuzhu wanted to turn around and leave, but he saw the cat following him silently, as if expecting something. He Yuzhu lowered his head and patted the cat's head, saying jokingly, "Where are you taking me? Are you unable to sleep?" The cat seemed to understand what He Yuzhu meant, walked to his feet, and rubbed his trouser legs, as if looking for a friendly companion.

He Yuzhu gladly accepted this wandering companion, and they talked softly along the way, as if sharing each other's secrets. In this quiet night, this stray cat became He Yuzhu's loyal friend, accompanying him as he walked slowly on the path beside the river.

In their company, He Yuzhu's heart gradually became clear, and he felt a kind of tranquility and relief that was difficult to express in words. Perhaps this was the spiritual comfort he had longed for for many years. In such a quiet night, He Yuzhu experienced the power of nature and the beauty of life.

After a while, He Yuzhu and the cat returned to the river and found that the clouds in the sky had begun to dissipate, revealing a bright moon that illuminated the entire riverbank. He sat by the riverbank, watching the rippling waves, and felt that all the doubts and troubles in his mind had disappeared, and his heart was filled with nothing but peace.

As he merged into the nature, He Yuzhu keenly sensed a subtle atmosphere. Turning his head, he saw an old man sitting by the river fishing. He was dressed simply, had flowing white hair and a serene look, and he seemed to be one with the surrounding lake and mountains.

He Yuzhu was attracted by the old man's aura. He walked up to him quietly and said, "Grandpa, it's very late at night. Why are you still fishing here?" The old man raised his head, smiled slightly, and replied, "Young man, are you out for a walk at night too?" He Yuzhu nodded and continued their conversation.

"I haven't been sleeping well lately, so I want to go out for a walk to relax." The old man agreed: "Walking can really relieve a lot of stress."

"Would you be interested in sitting down and chatting with me?"

He Yuzhu sat down next to the old man without hesitation. "Of course, I was looking for someone to share my thoughts with."

The old man smiled slightly, and the fishing rod in his hand was swaying gently. 113 "Listening to the gurgling stream is really a unique experience."

He Yuzhu followed the old man's gaze and looked at the gurgling river, which was filled with a hint of fragrance. "Indeed, the environment here is beautiful and refreshing."

"Young man, what should I call you?" the old man asked curiously.

"My name is He Yuzhu, and what about you, old man?" He Yuzhu replied.

"Just call me Uncle Wang. It's nice to meet you."

The old man smiled and held out his hand.

He Yuzhu held the old man's hand tightly.

"I'm glad to meet you, too, Master Wang."

They leaned against the river and chatted leisurely.