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

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 coming from the yard. He looked up and saw a young girl. She was dressed simply and elegantly, with a

I even deceived myself

The evening when He Yuzhu returned to the courtyard, the air was filled with a slightly cool autumn atmosphere. The leaves on the trees trembled in the wind. The courtyard was so quiet that only the sound of cats walking on the wall could be heard. Walking into the courtyard, he saw the third uncle sitting under a tree, holding an old book, seemingly reading attentively. The third uncle was always gentle and refined, and everyone in the courtyard respected him. This old man, who was over 70 years old, came from a family of scholars, and had been teaching and educating people all his life, and was quite knowledgeable.

He Yuzhu and Aunt Liu carried Xiaolong into the car and rushed to the hospital. On the way, He Yuzhu kept comforting Aunt Liu and told her that everything would be fine. When they arrived at the hospital, Xiaolong was immediately sent to the emergency room and the doctor began to treat him urgently.

After a lot of busy work, the doctor finally came out. "The child is out of danger for now, but he needs to stay in the hospital for a few days for observation. Don't worry too much, we will do our best to take good care of him."

Aunt Liu's nervous expression finally eased when she heard the news. She looked at He Yuzhu gratefully and said, "Zhuzi, it's all thanks to you. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do."

"Aunt Liu, we are all neighbors and family, and we should help each other. Don't worry, Xiaolong will get better." He Yuzhu said gently.

A few days later, Xiaolong's condition gradually improved and he was finally able to be discharged from the hospital and go home. When the residents of the courtyard heard the news, they all came to visit him, bringing all kinds of food and gifts. Seeing everyone's concern, Xiaolong showed a long-lost smile on his face.

"Thank you, everyone. Thank you." Aunt Liu said with emotion, "With you here, I feel much more at ease."

He Yuzhu stood aside, feeling extremely satisfied. He knew that the courtyard house was not only a place to live, but also a big family full of love and care.

Days passed, and life in the Siheyuan remained the same. He Yuzhu was busy between the construction site and home every day, 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 spring afternoon, He Yuzhu was 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."

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He quietly hid his bicycle.

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."

He Yuzhu smiled and said: "Yes, although this place is very old, every brick and every tree has its own story."

Li Xiaoling followed He Yuzhu into the yard, and a strong woody fragrance hit her face. The scenery in the yard was simple and beautiful, with several old locust trees swaying in the breeze, and a few wooden benches placed next to an old well in the middle of the yard, quietly welcoming the sunshine.

"This courtyard is so charming," Li Xiaoling exclaimed. "I am so lucky to be able to move here."

He Yuzhu smiled and said: "In fact, everything here is the result of our joint efforts. Everyone attaches great importance to this courtyard, so it is maintained so well."

The two found a stool and sat down, and began to chat about each other's life and experiences. Li Xiaoling is a teacher who just moved to this small town from the city. She is quite curious about the traditional lifestyle of Siheyuan.

"My family had a similar yard when I was a child, but with the urbanization process, we moved into an apartment, and the feeling of being close to nature became less and less," Li Xiaoling said with emotion.

He Yuzhu nodded. "Yes, modernization has brought convenience, but it has also taken away many things. However, I think we can regain that simple and happy life here."

Li Xiaoling looked at He Yuzhu with a smile, "You are right, Mr. He. I am very fortunate to be a member of this big family."

Just then, He Yuzhu heard a noise coming from outside the yard. He stood up vigilantly and looked outside.

"What's wrong?" Li Xiaoling asked curiously.

He Yuzhu frowned, "Something is wrong, I heard some noises, it seems like someone is outside our yard."

Li Xiaoling showed a trace of worry on her face, "Could it be a thief? Let's go and check it out."

The two walked out of the yard and saw a strange man looking around. His behavior was a little suspicious, and He Yuzhu immediately walked up to him.

"Who are you? What's the matter?" He Yuzhu asked in a firm and vigilant tone.

When the man saw He Yuzhu coming, he looked a little nervous, but he still tried to remain calm, "Ah, I was just passing by and got lost."

He Yuzhu didn't believe his explanation. He noticed that the wheel of a bicycle could be vaguely seen in the bag in the man's hand. "Passing by? Judging from the bag in your hand, you don't seem to be lost."

The man looked a little hesitant, obviously not expecting to encounter such a vigilant resident. "Well... I..."