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

Qin Huairu is a widow in a courtyard. Her husband died early, leaving her alone to raise several children. Although she is in a difficult situation, she is strong and optimistic, and her neighbors all like her. He Yuzhu has always respected her and often helps her.

Qin Huairu sat down and said with a smile: "Zhu Zi, I heard that you are busy with the affairs of the Siheyuan. You are really tired."

He Yuzhu waved his hand, "It's all as it should be. Let's work together to keep this home."

Qin Huairu nodded, her eyes full of gratitude and determination, "Yes, the Siheyuan is the root of several generations of us, we must protect it well."

As everyone was chatting, there was a sound of hurried footsteps at the gate. He Yuzhu looked up and saw that it was his neighbor Xu Damao. He ran in breathlessly, his face full of anxiety.

"Zhu Zi, it's bad! I just heard that a developer is preparing to come to inspect the site. They are really going to take action!" Xu Damao's voice trembled and he seemed very nervous.

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.

The children had a lot of fun in the park, with laughter and joy coming from all directions. He Yuzhu and Li Xiaoling took them to visit various stalls and tasted many delicacies. The whole afternoon, everyone was immersed in joy and happiness.

Returning to the courtyard at night, He Yuzhu felt full of satisfaction. He sat under the big locust tree, thinking about everything that happened today, and his heart was filled with emotion. This cultural festival not only allowed him to see many excellent handicrafts, but also made him more determined to pursue his dream.

In the following days, He Yuzhu worked even harder. While participating in community renovation projects, he continued to renovate the courtyard. Under his leadership, life in the courtyard became more colorful and the relationship between neighbors became more harmonious.

On a sunny morning, He Yuzhu had just arrived at the construction site when he received a call. Zhang Jian's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Zhuzi, there is an important meeting this afternoon about the next steps of our project. You must attend."

He Yuzhu agreed, feeling a little excited and nervous. This project was of great significance to him, and he hoped to put forward some suggestions and ideas of his own at this meeting.

In the afternoon, He Yuzhu came to the conference room. The conference room was full of heads of various departments, and everyone was discussing the progress of the project and future plans. Zhang Jian stood in front and gave a detailed introduction to the latest progress and future goals of the project.

"Our project has entered a critical stage. We need more innovation and cooperation next," Zhang Jian said. "If you have any good suggestions, please put them forward."

He Yuzhu stood up after hearing this and said, "I have a suggestion, and I hope you can support it."

"Zhu Zi, you say it." Zhang Jian encouraged.

He Yuzhu cleared his throat and began to explain his ideas. "I think that when we carry out community transformation, we can consider adding some traditional cultural elements. For example, we can set up some traditional handicraft display areas in the community and invite local craftsmen to display their works. This will not only enhance the cultural atmosphere of the community, but also attract more people to visit and participate."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and Zhang Jian smiled with satisfaction, "Zhu's suggestion is very good. We can discuss the specific implementation plan in detail."

After the meeting, He Yuzhu was appreciated and recognized by everyone. His suggestions were adopted and soon implemented. The traditional handicraft display area in the community attracted many tourists and residents to visit and experience, and the atmosphere of the community became more colorful.

He Yuzhu's life has become more fulfilling because of this project. He has learned a lot of new knowledge and skills on the construction site and made many like-minded friends. At the same time, he still returns to the courtyard every day to live with his neighbors and enjoy the simple and warm time.

One winter evening, He Yuzhu was sitting in the yard chatting with Li Xiaoling. Li Xiaoling asked, "Zhuzi, what are your plans for the future?"

He Yuzhu pondered for a moment and replied with a smile: "I hope to continue working on this project while not giving up the restoration and protection of the courtyard. This is my home, and I hope to find my place on this land."

Li Xiaoling nodded, her eyes full of appreciation and admiration, "Zhu Zi, I believe you can realize your dream. We all support you."

He Yuzhu felt warm in his heart, and he knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, he would go on firmly, because he knew that with his family and friends in Siheyuan, and his love and persistence for home, he would be able to overcome all difficulties and realize his dream.

Since then, He Yuzhu has worked and lived harder. He is full of energy every day, and welcomes every new challenge with hope and vision for the future. The story of Siheyuan continues, and He Yuzhu's life is constantly writing new chapters.

It seems that the Third Uncle needs to be properly rectified.

The winter in the courtyard was as peaceful as ever. Snowflakes fell quietly, covering the courtyard with a layer of silver. He Yuzhu got up early, opened the wooden door, and the cold wind blew in his face, making him shiver. He stamped his feet, stretched his muscles, and then skillfully began to sweep the snow in the courtyard.

Li Xiaoling came over with a bowl of hot soy milk. Her face was red from the cold, but she still had a sweet smile. "Zhu Zi, drink something hot to warm yourself up."

He Yuzhu took the soy milk and smiled gratefully: "Thank you, Xiaoling. It's so cold, you should also wear more clothes."

Li Xiaoling blinked her eyes mischievously and said, "Don't worry, I was born and raised in the north, so this little bit of cold is nothing." She said and turned around.