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

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.

Life in the courtyard is peaceful and fulfilling. He Yuzhu has found his own place on this land. With his own hands, he protects the land he loves deeply and this unique culture and memory.

Days passed, and life in the Siheyuan remained the same. He Yuzhu was still busy between the construction site and home, but he had a greater sense of responsibility and mission in his heart. He knew that the Siheyuan was not only his home, but also a cultural heritage that he had to protect.

One summer afternoon, He Yuzhu was sitting in the yard repairing an old chair. Suddenly, he heard several crisp footsteps in the yard. He looked up and saw a young girl. She was dressed simply and elegantly, with a sweet smile on her face, and holding a small basket filled with fresh fruits.

"Hello, is this Mr. He Yuzhu's home?" the girl asked with a smile.

He Yuzhu put down the tools in his hand and stood up. "Yes, I am He Yuzhu. May I ask who you are?"

"My name is Li Xiaoling, and I'm a neighbor who just moved into the courtyard. I heard that you are the backbone here, so I came here specially to visit you." Li Xiaoling said, with a hint of curiosity and admiration in her eyes.

"So you're our new neighbor. Welcome, welcome." He Yuzhu greeted him warmly, "Please come in. You're welcome."

Li Xiaoling walked into the yard and looked around, her eyes sparkling with admiration. "This place is so beautiful. I have liked old yards like this since I was a child. They have a special warmth and intimacy."

"Yes, although this place is old, it is our home and every brick and tile has its story," He Yuzhu said with emotion.

Li Xiaoling nodded. "I moved here from the city just to find a quiet place to live a good life. I hope we can become good neighbors in the future."