Siheyuan: The rise and fall of the He family is our responsibility

He Yuzhu's heart sank suddenly, "Really? When?"

"In the past two days, they have contacted the street office." Xu Damao said anxiously.

He Yuzhu frowned, pondered for a moment, and then stood up decisively, "We must prepare in advance and can't let them demolish the courtyard so easily."

The third uncle nodded, his eyes firm, "Zhu Zi is right, we must unite and face this difficulty together."

So He Yuzhu decided to take immediate action. He called all the residents of the courtyard together, and everyone gathered in the courtyard, the atmosphere was solemn and tense.

"Dear neighbors, the situation is urgent now. The developer will come to inspect the site soon. We must stand united and express our wishes. We cannot let them succeed easily." He Yuzhu's voice was sonorous and powerful, which aroused everyone's fighting spirit.

"Yes! We can't let them demolish our house at will!" Grandma Li said excitedly, her eyes full of determination.

"We can write banners and post slogans to let them know our attitude," suggested Uncle Zhang.

"Good idea!" He Yuzhu nodded in agreement. "We can also contact the media to report our situation and let more people know about our demands."

Everyone offered suggestions and actively participated in the action of protecting the Siheyuan. He Yuzhu took the lead in making banners and slogans, and the old and young people in the Siheyuan joined in, and the whole courtyard was filled with intense and orderly busyness.

The next morning, the developer's survey team arrived as expected. A black business car stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and several staff members in suits got out of the car, holding documents and cameras in their hands. As soon as they walked into the courtyard, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

The walls of the courtyard are covered with slogans: "Protect the courtyard, refuse demolition!" "Our home must not be violated!" Several red banners hung high on the big locust tree are particularly eye-catching.

He Yuzhu and his neighbors stood in the middle of the yard, their eyes determined and unflinching. The developer's staff looked at each other, somewhat at a loss.

"Everyone, we are here to conduct an investigation. Please cooperate with us." A leading staff member stepped forward and tried to ease the atmosphere.

"I'm sorry, we don't agree to demolition." He Yuzhu stepped forward and said firmly, "The Siheyuan is our home, we will not let it be demolished."

"We will resolve this matter through legal means and hope everyone can calm down." The staff tried to persuade everyone, but it obviously didn't work.

"We have contacted the media and they will report our situation. If you want to demolish the house, you must listen to our voice first." He Yuzhu's voice was calm and firm, and he was obviously well prepared.

At this moment, a group of reporters rushed into the yard, pointing their cameras and microphones at the survey team members and the residents of the courtyard.

"Excuse me, is this place going to be demolished? Why do the residents oppose it?" Reporters rushed to ask questions.

The staff of the survey team were embarrassed and had to stop the survey. He Yuzhu seized the opportunity to tell the media in detail about the history of the courtyard house and the demands of the residents. His words were full of love for home and expectations for the future.

The media reports attracted widespread attention from the society. Many people learned about the situation of the courtyard houses through television and newspapers, and expressed their support and understanding for the residents. Faced with such strong public pressure, the developers had to reconsider their plans.

In the following days, the residents of the courtyard house continued to lead ordinary and busy lives. He Yuzhu continued to work while keeping an eye on the demolition. He knew that this defense battle was not over yet and they needed more efforts and patience.

On a sunny morning, He Yuzhu received a call from the street office, informing them that they would hold a residents' forum to discuss the future development of the courtyard house. He Yuzhu was full of hope, and he believed that as long as everyone worked together, they would be able to find a solution to the problem.

On the day of the symposium, the residents of the courtyard arrived at the meeting room early, their faces full of anticipation and nervousness. He Yuzhu sat in the front row, his eyes firm and full of confidence.

After the meeting started, the person in charge of the subdistrict office spoke first, "Dear residents, we have gathered you here today to listen to your opinions and discuss the future development of the courtyard houses. We hope to find a solution that satisfies everyone."

"We don't agree to demolition!" a resident immediately spoke up, his tone excited, "The Siheyuan is our home, we can't lose it!"

"Please calm down and listen to everyone's opinions," the person in charge soothed, "We also hope to carry out necessary transformation and development without disrupting everyone's lives."

Then, He Yuzhu stood up, his voice calm but powerful, "Dear leaders, the Siheyuan is not only a place for us to live, but also a heritage and memory. We hope to preserve the original appearance of the Siheyuan and make necessary repairs and improvements to make it more suitable for living, while also preserving our history and culture."

Everyone nodded in agreement. After listening, the person in charge of the subdistrict office carefully recorded the opinions and said that he would feed back everyone's opinions to the higher authorities to strive for a reasonable solution.

A month later, the district government finally brought good news. As the Siheyuan has important historical and cultural value, the government decided to preserve it and list it as a key protected object. At the same time, the government also stated that it would repair and improve the Siheyuan to provide residents with a better living environment.

This news was like a shot of adrenaline injected into the hearts of the residents of the courtyard. Everyone was excited and thanked He Yuzhu for his efforts and dedication.

That night, the courtyard was brightly lit, and everyone gathered together to celebrate this hard-won victory. He Yuzhu sat under the big locust tree, his heart filled with joy and pride. He knew that this was not only his victory, but also the victory of the entire courtyard.

Since then, He Yuzhu has worked harder to contribute to the renovation of the courtyard. He goes out early and comes back late every day. The tools in his hands seem to have new life, and every piece of wood becomes vivid in his hands.

The renovation of the courtyard is in full swing, and every corner of the courtyard is full of new vitality. Under the big locust tree, the laughter of children can be heard again, and the elderly sit in the shade of the tree, enjoying the peace and tranquility.

He Yuzhu stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking at everything in front of him, his heart full of hope for the future. He knew that the story of the Siheyuan was far from over, and there were countless challenges and opportunities waiting for him in the future.