Siheyuan: Selling antiques? Only making 28,000 RMB from 30,000 RMB

Xiao Banggeng, who was eating with his mouth full of soup, said excitedly: "Aunt Huairu, this noodle is better than the one my mom makes!"

Zhou Dong was delighted when he heard this. "Great! If you like it, come often. Aunt Huairu will make it for you every day."

After a busy day, the ramen restaurant was doing a booming business. Zhou Dong and Qin Huairu were so tired that their backs ached, but they were extremely satisfied. After closing the shop, the two sat behind the counter and began to count today's income.

"Zhou Dong, we made a lot of money today!" Qin Huairu counted the money and smiled from ear to ear.

Zhou Dong also smiled and nodded, "Yes, Huairu, our efforts have not been in vain. As long as we continue like this, our lives will get better and better."

Qin Huairu nodded, "Zhou Dong, I think being able to work with you is my greatest happiness."

Zhou Dong held her hand and said affectionately: "Huai Ru, me too. As long as you are here, I am not afraid of anything."

The next morning, Zhou Dong and Qin Huairu started a new day of busyness. Qin Huairu prepared various ingredients in the kitchen, while Zhou Dong cleaned the hall to prepare for the new day's guests.

"Huai Ru, add more meat to today's noodles. Everyone said there was not enough meat yesterday." Zhou Dong reminded.

Qin Huairu nodded, "Okay, I'll prepare more."

The business of the ramen restaurant was getting better and better, and more and more people came to visit. Zhou Dong and Qin Huairu gradually figured out their own way of doing business, and the reputation of the ramen restaurant gradually spread among the neighbors.

One night, just after the ramen restaurant closed, Liu Haizhong and Qin Huairu's mother-in-law walked in together with mysterious smiles on their faces.

"Zhou Dong, Huairu, congratulations to you!" Liu Haizhong said with a smile.

Qin Huairu asked curiously: "Brother Haizhong, what are you talking about?"

Liu Haizhong pretended to be mysterious, "Your ramen restaurant was voted the most popular snack bar in the area today!"

Qin Huairu was pleasantly surprised when she heard this: "Really? That's great!"

Zhou Dong also said excitedly: "This is really good news, Brother Haizhong, thank you for telling us."

The mother-in-law smiled and said, "You young people are really capable. I'm happy for you!"

Zhou Dong and Qin Huairu said gratefully: "Thank you for your support, we will continue to work hard."

That night, Zhou Dong and Qin Huairu lay on the bed, their hearts filled with happiness and satisfaction.

"Zhou Dong, today's news is really good." Qin Huairu snuggled in Zhou Dong's arms and said softly.

Zhou Dong nodded, "Yes, Huairu, our efforts have finally paid off."

Qin Huairu said with emotion: "Zhou Dong, I am so happy. With you here, I am not afraid of anything."

Zhou Dong kissed her forehead and said gently: "Huai Ru, I will always be by your side, let's go on together."

As time went by, Zhou Dong and Qin Huairu's ramen restaurant business became more and more prosperous. Every morning, they got up early and started a busy day. Qin Huairu prepared all kinds of fresh ingredients in the kitchen, while Zhou Dong greeted customers in the store, busy and happy.

"Zhou Dong, are there any new dishes today?" asked a regular customer.

Zhou Dong smiled and replied, "Yes, Huairu specially made a new type of beef ramen today, you must try it."

The customer nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, then I'll have a bowl of the new beef ramen."

Qin Huairu was filled with a sense of accomplishment when she heard Zhou Dong's words in the kitchen. She worked hard to improve the recipe of ramen, hoping to bring more delicious experience to the guests.

One night, after the ramen restaurant closed, Zhou Dong and Qin Huairu sat behind the counter as usual and began to count today's revenue.

"Zhou Dong, we made a lot of money today!" Qin Huairu counted the money and smiled from ear to ear.

A beggar appeared at the door of Zhou Dong's shop. The beggar looked very much like Xu Damao, but was kicked by Xu Damao. The beggar shouted to Xu Damao, "Son, don't abandon him."

On a summer afternoon, the sun shines through the shade of the trees at the entrance of Zhou Dong's ramen restaurant. There are few pedestrians on the street, and a breeze blows from time to time, rustling the leaves. Zhou Dong is busy welcoming guests, when suddenly his sight falls on a shabby figure at the door. He seems to see a familiar face.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Dong stopped what he was doing, walked to the door, looked at the beggar, and frowned slightly.

The beggar raised his head, his old eyes full of helplessness and pleading, "Good young man, can you give me some food? I haven't eaten for several days."

Zhou Dong stared at him and felt that the beggar looked familiar, but his appearance had been worn away by time and wind, "You...what's your name?"

The beggar was silent for a moment, then said with difficulty, "My name...my name is Xu Damao."

Zhou Dong was shocked when he heard this. He couldn't believe his ears. "Xu Damao? Could you be..."

Before he could finish his words, a tall figure suddenly appeared at the door and kicked the beggar away, "Get lost! Don't hang around in front of my store!"

Zhou Dong looked at this man in astonishment. He looked almost exactly like Xu Damao, but he had a strong bad aura and was completely unlike the gentle and kind neighbor.

"You... who are you?!" Zhou Dong lowered his voice, with an indescribable uneasiness in his heart.

The man sneered, "I am Xu Damao's son. Do you think you can get rid of us if he dies? If you dare to help him today, I will ruin your business tomorrow!" After that, he looked at Zhou Dong coldly and turned away.

Zhou Dong's heart was beating fast. He remembered what Xu Damao had said to him. He had never thought that there would be such a person in Xu Damao's family. "Xu Damao, your son...what happened to him?"

The beggar's voice trembled, with a trace of sadness and helplessness in his eyes, "He...he lost himself, blinded by money and desire."

Zhou Dong remained silent, with an indescribable feeling of pity welling up in his heart. He knew that all this was inextricably linked to Xu Damao's death.

"I understand." Zhou Dong took a deep breath and made up his mind, "I will help you."

After hearing this, the beggar's eyes flashed with gratitude, "Thank you, kind young man."

Zhou Dong decided not to run away anymore, he knew that he had to face it all, for Xu Damao and for his own heart. He decided to go find Xu Damao's family and have a good talk with them.

The next day, Zhou Dong came to the door of Xu Damao's house. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. The door slowly opened and a strange woman appeared at the door. She looked at Zhou Dong with doubt and vigilance in her eyes.

"Who are you? What's the matter?" the woman asked coldly.

Zhou Dong said slowly: "I am Zhou Dong, I am Xu Damao's neighbor. I want to meet his family. There are things I need to talk to them about."

The woman frowned slightly after hearing this, "Xu Damao? He is no longer with us. If you have anything to say, you can just tell me directly."

Zhou Dong nodded, "I know. I saw a beggar at the door of the ramen restaurant yesterday. He looked a lot like Xu Damao. I want to know about him."

The woman heard this and a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, "Are you talking about my husband?"

Zhou Dong nodded, "Yes. I want to know about his situation and help him."

The woman was silent for a moment, and finally nodded, "Okay, come in."

Zhou Dong followed the woman into the house. He was a little nervous, but his heart was full of determination. He knew that this conversation might be a difficult challenge, but he had to try.

The atmosphere in the room was dull and depressing. Zhou Dong looked at the woman, trying to find an opportunity to start a conversation. "Can I know your name?" he asked gently.

The woman replied calmly: "My name is Wang Lihua."

Zhou Dong nodded and continued, "Sister Wang, I know your family is already very sad. But I hope to understand Xu Damao's situation, maybe I can

Zhou Dong asked the beggar to help clean the door in exchange for some food, but Xu Damao did not allow it and started cleaning the store.

At Wang Lihua's home, Zhou Dong sat in the living room, feeling anxious and expectant. He knew the conversation ahead might be tricky, but he had to persevere.

"Sister Wang, I know this is difficult for your family, but I really want to know about Xu Damao's situation." Zhou Dong's voice was gentle, but with a hint of firmness.

Wang Lihua listened quietly, her eyes full of contradictions and doubts. "Zhou Dong, you know, Xu Damao left us a long time ago. He chose his own path, and there is no way for us to stop him."

Zhou Dong nodded and said in understanding: "I know, but I saw a beggar at the door of the ramen restaurant. He claimed to be Xu Damao and he looked very haggard. I hope to understand his situation and try my best to help him."

Wang Lihua was silent for a moment, and finally nodded, "Okay, I'll tell you something about Xu Damao. He was a good man, but he was always obsessed with his ideals and didn't want to be trapped at home. After he left, we have been very sad."

Zhou Dong felt a surge of sympathy when he heard this. "Sister Wang, I will do my best to help him. I want him to know that he is not alone and we are all willing to lend a helping hand."

Wang Lihua remained silent. She knew that perhaps this kind young man could bring some hope and warmth to Xu Damao.

At the entrance of the ramen restaurant, Zhou Dong stood beside the beggar. He said gently, "Brother, I know who you are. If you want, I can give you some food. I also hope you can help me clean the door."

The beggar was touched when he heard this, but he shook his head. “No, little brother. I haven’t done anything for others for a long time. I think this time, I have to fight for it myself.”

Zhou Dong looked at his back and felt a surge of respect in his heart.