Siheyuan: A journey of mountains and rivers

Although his legs and feet were not very convenient, He Yuzhu still tried hard to move his body and continued to prepare dinner. He felt physically tired, but his heart was full of expectations and desire for the success of the dinner. He wanted to bring everyone a delicious dinner through his own efforts so that everyone could spend a pleasant night.

"He Yuzhu, are you okay? You seem to have some difficulty walking." Feng asked with concern.

He Yuzhu smiled and shook his head gently, indicating that he was fine. He didn't want to worry everyone, and he didn't want his health to be an obstacle to preparing dinner. He knew that as long as he had a firm belief in his heart, he would be able to overcome all difficulties.

"I'm fine, just a little tired. But I will do my best for tonight's dinner." He Yuzhu said firmly.

While He Yuzhu felt the inconvenience in his legs and feet, he also discovered another problem: his shoes didn't seem to fit his feet well. Long hours of walking and standing made his feet tired and uncomfortable, and he thought the size of his shoes might not be suitable, which led to this problem.

He secretly thanked himself that today's dinner preparation did not require too much walking, otherwise such discomfort might affect the preparation of dinner. Nevertheless, he still felt a little worried because the discomfort in his feet would make him feel uncomfortable and inconvenient.

"He Yuzhu, what's wrong with you? You look a little uncomfortable." Feng asked with concern.

He Yuzhu shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, maybe the shoes don't fit well and I'm a little uncomfortable. I will try my best to be patient."

Feng looked at He Yuzhu's expression and was also filled with worry. He knew that He Yuzhu was a man with a strong heart, but he didn't want to see him suffer any discomfort or distress. He hoped that He Yuzhu could take good care of himself and not force himself too much.

He Yuzhu felt that the discomfort in his feet affected his efficiency in preparing dinner, so he decided to seek help. He thought of a neighbor in the courtyard, Lou Xiao'e, who was kind-hearted and helpful. He Yuzhu thought that maybe she could help him solve this problem.

So He Yuzhu knocked gently on Lou Xiao'e's door. After a moment, the door opened and Lou Xiao'e showed a friendly smile.

"He Yuzhu, what's wrong with you? Do you need any help?" Lou Xiao'e asked with concern.

"Sister Lou, my shoes are a little small, which makes my feet uncomfortable. Can I borrow a pair of your shoes, or can you help me change to a suitable pair of shoes?" He Yuzhu asked politely.

After hearing He Yuzhu's request, Lou Xiao'e immediately expressed her willingness to help. She walked into the room, quickly took out a pair of shoes of the right size, and handed them to He Yuzhu.

"This pair of shoes should be suitable for you, try it on." said Lou Xiao'e.

He Yuzhu took the shoes, tried them on, and found that they really fit him well. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at Lou Xiao'e gratefully and thanked her, "Thank you, Sister Lou, you are so kind."

Lou Xiao'e smiled and said, "You're welcome. Neighbors should help each other. If you need any help, feel free to come to me."

He Yuzhu was preparing dinner when he suddenly felt a headache. He rubbed his temples, but found that the headache was getting stronger and stronger, as if a small needle was piercing his brain.

This headache bothered him a little, and he felt that his work efficiency was affected to a certain extent. But he also knew that he couldn't stop because of the headache, and he still needed to continue preparing dinner.

He tried hard to endure the torment of the headache and continued to cut vegetables and cook. But as time went by, the headache became more and more obvious, as if a heavy mountain was pressing on his head, making him feel breathless.

"He Yuzhu, are you okay? You look a little uncomfortable." Feng noticed He Yuzhu's abnormality and asked with concern.

He Yuzhu forced a smile and shook his head, trying to hide his discomfort, and said, "It's okay, maybe I'm too tired, just a little headache. I'll try my best to bear it."

Feng looked at He Yuzhu's expression and felt a little uneasy. He knew that He Yuzhu was a man with a strong will, but he didn't want to see him suffer any trouble. He hoped that He Yuzhu could take good care of himself and not force himself.

Although the headache really made He Yuzhu feel uncomfortable, he did not want to cause trouble to others, nor did he want to affect the preparation of dinner. He decided to leave the kitchen temporarily and go to a nearby store to buy some food, hoping to relieve the symptoms of the headache.

Walking on the familiar street, He Yuzhu felt that his headache seemed to be relieved, perhaps because the fresh air and relaxed mood made him feel a little better. He thought that maybe buying some cool drinks or some sweets would help.

Arriving at the door of the shop, He Yuzhu rubbed his temples while choosing some snacks and drinks he liked. He thought that perhaps eating some sweets could cheer him up and temporarily relieve the discomfort of his headache.

Just as he was about to check out, he suddenly overheard a conversation between the clerk and an old man.

"Boss, this price is too expensive! The last time I came here to buy this thing, it wasn't this expensive!" the old man complained.

The clerk explained: "I'm sorry, uncle, prices have risen recently, and we can only set prices according to market prices. As you know, we are also under cost pressure."

He Yuzhu listened to their conversation and felt a little helpless. He felt that complaining at this time would not solve the problem. It was not easy for merchants either, and everyone was working hard to make a living. He quietly paid the bill, picked up the shopping bag, and prepared to go home.

He Yuzhu took out a piece of osmanthus cake from his shopping bag. He bought it specially because he knew that this cake has a certain effect on relieving headaches. He picked up a small piece and put it into his mouth, enjoying the unique fragrance of osmanthus and its soft texture. The sweetness of osmanthus spread in his mouth, making him feel comfortable and happy.

As he ate each bite of the osmanthus cake, he felt his headache gradually eased, as if his discomfort was slowly dissipating with each bite of the cake. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to relax himself and enjoy this rare moment of tranquility.

Feng walked into the kitchen and saw He Yuzhu tasting osmanthus cake. He asked with concern: "He Yuzhu, is your headache better?"

He Yuzhu nodded and said with a smile: "Well, I ate some osmanthus cake and I feel better. Thank you for your concern, Feng."