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At this time, Bang Geng ran over from the other side with a paper airplane in his hand. "Brother Zhou Dong, can you make this kind of airplane? I want one that can fly farther."

Zhou Dong looked at the paper airplane in Bang Geng's hand and said with a smile, "Of course I can. I used to make this when I was a kid. Come, I'll teach you."

He found some paper and sat on a small stool with Bang Geng, explaining as they folded the paper. "Look, the fold here should be sharper, and the wings should be bigger so that it can fly more steadily."

Bang Geng watched without blinking, nodding from time to time: "Brother Zhou Dong, you are awesome!"

Qin Huairu stood aside, watching this scene, and couldn't help laughing. "Zhou Dong, you are quite good at these little gadgets."

"I loved tinkering with these when I was a kid." Zhou Dong shrugged, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.

After working for a while, Zhou Dong and Bang Geng finally folded a perfect paper airplane. Bang Geng couldn't wait to run to the center of the yard and threw the airplane out. It drew a beautiful arc in the air and flew high and far.

"Wow, Brother Zhou Dong, you are so awesome!" Bang Geng cheered with satisfaction on his face.

Zhou Dong also laughed, feeling warm in his heart. Although there were many trivial things happening in this courtyard, it was these little things that brought the neighbors closer together.

However, Zhou Dong didn't know that a small storm was brewing quietly. Zhou Dong got up and prepared for work as usual. He washed up quickly, put on his bag and went out. When he was about to go out, he ran into Qin Huairu who was drying clothes in the yard.

"Zhou Dong, do you have to go to the factory early again today?

"Yes, the leader said yesterday that he wanted to hold a morning meeting, so I have to go quickly." Zhou Dong said as he quickened his pace.

"Be careful on the road." Qin Huairu warned. He was grateful for Qin Huairu's concern. He quickened his pace and rushed to the factory. When he arrived at the factory, he found that the morning meeting had not started yet, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Workers gradually arrived, and the leader began to speak on the stage. Zhou Dong listened carefully. Although he had just started working, he was full of enthusiasm for this job and hoped to make good achievements in the factory.

After the meeting, Zhou Dong returned to his post and started working with his colleagues. Today's work seemed particularly heavy. Time passed quickly and it was already afternoon. Zhou Dong looked out the window and thought about his dinner plan after returning home.

In the evening, Zhou Dong dragged his tired body back to the courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Qin Huairu standing at the door, and her expression seemed a little strange.

"Zhou Dong, you're back just in time. I was just looking for you." Qin Huairu's tone was a little anxious.

"What's wrong, Sister Huairu?" Zhou Dong put down his bag, feeling a little uneasy.

"It's like this. Today, Banggeng came back from school and said that when you left in the morning, you knocked down the clothes I hung outside, and several pieces of clothes were covered in mud." Qin Huairu frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with this matter.

Zhou Dong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "This... I really didn't pay attention. I'm really sorry. I'll help you wash it now."

Seeing Zhou Dong's sincere expression, Qin Huairu softened her tone a little: "I have already washed those clothes again. I just want to remind you to be more careful next time."

"I'm so sorry, I will be more careful next time." Zhou Dong said apologetically, secretly blaming himself for his carelessness.

Just then, Yan Bugui came out of the house and said, "Young people are bound to be a little careless. But you should be more careful next time."

Zhou Dong nodded, feeling a little guilty and uneasy. He knew he needed to be more careful and not always cause trouble to his neighbors because of trivial matters.

This small incident made Zhou Dong realize that misunderstandings and frictions are inevitable in life, but as long as you solve them sincerely, you can resolve the conflicts. Zhou Dong secretly decided to be more careful in the future and work hard to be a better neighbor.

At night, Zhou Dong was thinking about what happened during the day, feeling a little emotional. He was about to go to bed when he heard a knock on the door. He opened the door and saw Qin Huairu.

"Zhou Dong, sorry to bother you. I just came to tell you not to take that matter to heart. I don't mean to blame you." Qin Huairu said with a smile.

"Thank you Sister Huairu, I will remember it." Zhou Dong nodded and smiled, feeling warm in his heart.

"Okay, then you should go to bed early. You have to get up early tomorrow." He turned and left.

Zhou Dong watched Qin Huairu leave, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart. Although the people in this courtyard often have some minor frictions, they care and help each other more. Zhou Dong feels that it is something worth cherishing that he has integrated into such a group.

In the following days, Zhou Dong worked hard and became closer to his neighbors. He often discussed trivial matters of life with Qin Huairu and helped take care of Banggeng. Banggeng gradually regarded Zhou Dong as his big brother and often ran to his house to play.

One day, Zhou Dong returned to the courtyard after get off work and saw Banggeng sitting at the door, holding an old book in his hand with a sad look on his face.

"Banggeng, what's wrong?" Zhou Dong walked over and asked with concern.

Bang Geng raised his head, tears welling up in his eyes: "Brother Zhou Dong, I failed the exam again this time. Mom is very disappointed."

Zhou Dong sat down and patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, the exam is just a way to test yourself, don't be too depressed."

"But I really want to make my mother happy." Banggeng said in a low voice.

"I understand. How about this, we can find the problems together and see where improvements are needed." Zhou Dong suggested.

Banggen nodded, a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "Is it really possible?"

"Of course. If you have any questions in the future, you can come and ask me." Zhou Dong said with a smile.

In the following nights, Zhou Dong would help Banggeng review his homework after dinner and patiently explain difficult problems to him. Banggeng gradually regained his confidence and his grades began to improve. Qin Huairu saw this and was filled with gratitude.

"Zhou Dong, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, Banggeng's studies wouldn't have improved so quickly."

Zhou Dong is good at cooking. At a neighborhood gathering, his specialty dishes were praised by everyone in the courtyard, which aroused the envy of his cooking skills. Life in the courtyard is always full of various episodes and interactions between neighbors. Although Zhou Dong is a new employee of the steel rolling mill, he gradually became well-known among the neighbors for his good cooking skills. People with different personalities and backgrounds live in this courtyard. Although everyone has their own troubles, they can always rely on each other in the courtyard.

It was a rare day off, and the neighbors of the courtyard decided to have a small gathering in the courtyard, cooking and eating together, spending the day in a lively atmosphere. Zhou Dong was of course invited, as the neighbors all knew that he was good at cooking, especially the braised pork he made, and everyone wanted to try it.

Zhou Dong got up early and started preparing for the party. He thought about what dishes to make and finally decided to prepare some of his specialties: braised pork, Kung Pao chicken and mapo tofu.

Qin Huairu watched Zhou Dong busy in the kitchen and couldn't help asking, "Zhou Dong, what delicious food are you going to make today?"

Zhou Dong replied while cutting meat: "I'm going to make braised pork and two Sichuan dishes. I guarantee that everyone will be satisfied."

Qin Huairu smiled and said, "That sounds great. Let me help you."

Zhou Dong nodded: "Okay, I can save a lot of trouble with your help."

The two began to work in the kitchen. Zhou Dong carefully selected the seasonings and focused on doing every step to the best of his ability. Qin Huairu was responsible for washing and cutting vegetables, and occasionally made a few jokes to make the atmosphere more relaxed.

Soon after, bursts of fragrance began to waft from the yard, attracting many neighbors to come and watch.

"Oh, Zhou Dong, this smell is amazing!" Yi Zhonghai came over, took a deep breath, and looked very happy. "You can eat it in a while, I guarantee you will all be satisfied."

Liu Haizhong also came over and patted Zhou Dong on the shoulder: "Zhou Dong, your cooking skills are really amazing, comparable to those of the chefs in the restaurant."

"Thank you for the compliment. I just like to think about these things normally." Zhou Dong said modestly.

Soon, Zhou Dong's dishes were ready, and the neighbors sat together. The table was filled with all kinds of delicious food. Zhou Dong picked up his chopsticks, pointed at the dishes on the table and said, "Everyone, please feel free to eat."

Qin Huairu picked up a piece of braised pork, put it in her mouth, and her eyes lit up: "This tastes so good, Zhou Dong, your cooking skills are really amazing."

Yan Bugui also nodded in agreement: "This braised pork melts in your mouth, and the saltiness is just right. It's been a long time since I've had such an authentic home-cooked meal."

"Brother Zhou Dong, your Kung Pao Chicken is so delicious, sweet and sour, I can't stop eating it." Bang Geng said as he ate, his mouth full of oil.

Zhou Dong was very happy to see everyone enjoying the meal. He felt that satisfying his neighbors was the greatest affirmation of his cooking skills.

"I'm glad you like it. I usually like to think about these home-cooked dishes." Zhou Dong said with a shy smile on his face.

The party was lively, with people eating and chatting, and bursts of laughter from time to time. Zhou Dong and his neighbors also became more familiar with each other in the process, and the distance between them was shortened a lot.

After eating and drinking, everyone sat in the yard and continued to chat about family matters. Qin Huairu smiled and said to Zhou Dong: "Zhou Dong, if you open a small restaurant with your cooking skills, the business will definitely be booming."

Zhou Dong waved his hand and said with a smile: "I haven't thought about opening a restaurant, but if everyone likes it, I can do more in the future."

Yi Zhonghai nodded: "Zhou Dong, it's great that you have this heart. The people in our courtyard are really blessed to have someone as enthusiastic as you."

"Yes, if we all help each other when something happens, life will not be so difficult." Yan Bugui took over the conversation and said with emotion.

The party lasted until the evening before everyone dispersed. Zhou Dong helped tidy up the yard and felt extremely satisfied when he saw the smiles on his neighbors' faces.