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

One weekend afternoon, cheerful music was heard in the yard. It turned out that Xiao Li organized a concert and invited several friends to perform. He Yuzhu sat aside, enjoying this special concert, feeling extremely happy.

After the performance, everyone gathered together to chat. Xiao Li said excitedly: "This concert was a great success. We can often hold such activities in the future to enrich everyone's life."

He Yuzhu nodded in agreement: "Good idea, we need more activities like this in our yard, so that life will be interesting."

At this time, a strange girl came over and said to He Yuzhu with a smile: "Hello, my name is Li Yue, I am Xiao Li's friend, today's performance is great."

He Yuzhu smiled and nodded: "Hello, I am He Yuzhu, nice to meet you. Your performance was also wonderful."

Li Yue smiled and said, "Thank you, I also like this warm atmosphere."

From that day on, He Yuzhu and Li Yue gradually became familiar with each other. Li Yue often came to the courtyard to find Xiao Li, and would chat with He Yuzhu. The two found that they had many common interests, such as music, calligraphy and traditional handicrafts. Every time they chatted, He Yuzhu always felt a special warmth and pleasure.

He Yuzhu took the snack and said gratefully: "Li Yue, the snacks you make are really delicious. Please teach me when you have time."

Qin Huairu's appearance

While He Yuzhu was busy dealing with factory affairs, Qin Huairu also appeared in his life. In order to deal with Jia Dongxu's funeral, Qin Huairu was forced to return to her hometown, where she had countless good memories with He Yuzhu.

Qin Huairu took Jia Dongxu's belongings and returned to the old residence of the Jia family. Her eyes were full of sadness, and she seemed particularly vulnerable in the face of the sudden loss.

One afternoon, when He Yuzhu was sorting out factory affairs, he received a call from Qin Huairu. Qin Huairu's voice sounded low and helpless on the phone: "Mr. He, I need to talk to you."

He Yuzhu's heart was moved, and he decided to go to the old residence of the Jia family to meet. He secretly sorted out his emotions in his heart and prepared to face the memories of the past.

When He Yuzhu walked into the old residence of the Jia family, Qin Huairu was sitting in the living room with a solemn expression. There was a dull atmosphere in the room, as if the pain of this period of time was condensed in the air.

"Huai Ru, I'm surprised to see you." He Yuzhu walked up to Qin Huai Ru with a hint of concern in his eyes.

Qin Huairu raised her head and looked at He Yuzhu, her eyes filled with tears: "Yuzhu, I really don't know how to face all this. Dongxu's death is a huge blow to me."

He Yuzhu sat opposite her. Losing a loved one is a very painful thing. "

The conversation between the two was full of silence and thinking, and the emotions of the past became complicated and subtle at this moment. Although He Yuzhu no longer had any hope, he still felt an unspeakable emotion in the face of Qin Huairu's predicament.

Facing the Mixed Emotions of the Past

As time went by, the communication between He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu became more frequent. They began to recall the past and talk about each other's lives and experiences. Although it was a bit awkward at first, the relationship between the two gradually eased as they talked and understood each other.

One autumn afternoon, He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu took a walk in the Jia family's garden. The fallen leaves in the garden fluttered in the breeze, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

"I really miss the past." Qin Huairu whispered, with a hint of melancholy in her eyes. "Yes, the memories of the past are always beautiful. Although those times have passed, they are still in our hearts. A hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes: "I used to think that life would always develop in the direction we imagined. But now, everything has become uncertain. "

He Yuzhu looked at Qin Huairu and felt her inner pain and confusion. He said softly: "Life is always full of variables. We can only learn to accept and adapt."

A new life begins

Faced with Jia Dongxu's death, Qin Huairu had to re-examine her life. She decided to leave the Jia family and look for a new beginning. In her conversation with He Yuzhu, she gradually found her direction.

After dealing with Jia Dongxu's affairs, He Yuzhu and Lin Xiaoyue began to focus on their family and future. They gradually adapted to life with a baby and began to plan their future life and career.

Lin Xiaoyue takes good care of the family, while He Yuzhu devotes more time to running the restaurant. Although their lives are still busy, they are full of happiness and satisfaction.

"Yuzhui, how is our life lately? Do you think there is anything that needs improvement?" Lin Xiaoyue asked seriously when discussing family matters with He Yuzhui in the evening.

He Yuzhu looked at Lin Xiaoyue and said, "Our life is already very good now. I think as long as we keep working hard, we will be able to live a better life." His eyes were full of expectations for the future: "I think so too. We will face all challenges together and make our family happier." The lives of He Yuzhu and Lin Xiaoyue became more stable, and they gradually adapted to the chores and responsibilities of the family. Their married life is full of warmth and happiness, and is also full of expectations and hopes for the future.

Although life is full of challenges and changes, He Yuzhu and Lin Xiaoyue always walk together firmly, facing everything in life hand in hand. Their family has gradually become warm and happy, and they have become an indispensable part of each other's lives.

He Yuzhu stood alone in front of the old house, his eyes fell on the dilapidated house, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. It was a small courtyard with peeling walls and the wooden fence at the door had become mottled, as if witnessing the passage of time. The summer sun shone through the treetops and sprinkled on the ground, leaving mottled light and shadows, reflecting a desolate beauty. Yuzhu took a deep breath, as if he wanted to clear the dust and past memories in the air.

When he was a child, this was a paradise for him and his family. At that time, He Yuzhu was innocent and always stayed by his mother's side, listening to her telling those ancient legends and stories. His mother's voice was as gentle as water, gently brushing against Yuzhu's ears, as refreshing as the summer breeze. His father often swung a hoe in the yard, with a smile on his face and full of energy. Yuzhu's memory of that era is as beautiful as a dream, but dreams often turn into cruel reality at a certain moment of waking up.

Time flies, and the vicissitudes of life have changed everything. Parents passed away, brothers and sisters were separated, and the old house was broken into pieces by the years.