Siheyuan: A journey of mountains and rivers

One evening, Yi Zhonghai found He Yuzhu again and said with a smile: "Xiao He, let's go fishing again tomorrow? We didn't get much last time, but maybe there will be a big surprise this time."

He Yuzhu smiled and nodded: "Okay, let's go together tomorrow. I have to be serious this time and can't let you laugh at me all the time."

Yi Zhonghai laughed loudly: "Then it's settled. See you tomorrow!"

The next morning, He Yuzhu and Yi Zhonghai set out again and walked towards the river. They talked and laughed along the way, as if they had returned to their carefree youth. When they reached the river, they set up their fishing rods again and waited quietly for the fish to bite.

This time, He Yuzhu was in a particularly calm mood, he knew that he had Ran Qiuye and the neighbors in the courtyard to accompany him, and such a life was good enough. And he would continue to work hard and fight for this happiness.

Life in the courtyard was peaceful and orderly, but occasionally there would be some small disturbances. One morning, He Yuzhu was busy in the kitchen, preparing ingredients for lunch. Suddenly, there was a noise in the yard, and Jia Zhang's screams could be heard faintly.

"He Yuzhu! Come out here!" Jia Zhang rushed into the kitchen angrily, put her hands on her hips, and stood in front of He Yuzhu with a menacing look.

He Yuzhu was stunned, put down the kitchen knife in his hand, frowned and asked: "Aunt Jia, what's wrong? You are so angry."

Jia Zhang glared at him and pointed at the yard outside: "Look at you! Your trash can is dumped in front of our door, making it dirty. What do you mean by this?"

He Yuzhu's heart tightened. He didn't remember emptying the trash can, but he knew that Jia Zhang always liked to make trouble. So he lowered his voice and explained, "Aunt Jia, I don't remember emptying the trash can. Is it a misunderstanding?"

Jia Zhang was not willing to listen and continued to shout loudly: "What a misunderstanding! I saw it with my own eyes! Did you do it on purpose? Do you think our family is in the way?"

He Yuzhu was a little annoyed, but he tried to stay calm: "Aunt Jia, don't get excited, I'll go check it out right away."

He walked out of the kitchen and saw that there was indeed an overturned trash can in the yard, with trash scattered all over the floor. He sighed inwardly, thinking that he had taken out the trash on time every day, so how could this happen?

At this time, Qin Huairu also came over and rolled her eyes when she saw this scene. She crossed her arms and looked at He Yuzhu and Jia Zhang coldly: "Aunt Jia, is it necessary to make such a fuss over such a small matter? Isn't it just a trash can?"

Hearing this, Jia Zhang became even more angry: "A trivial matter? Is this a trivial matter? Qin Huairu, if your house was blocked by garbage every day, could you bear it?"

Qin Huairu waved her hands impatiently: "Okay, okay, I'll go clean it up now, don't make a fuss here." She turned to look at He Yuzhu, "Yuzhu, don't just stand there, help clean it up. He felt a little aggrieved. He knew that he definitely didn't do it, but in order to calm the dispute, he still quietly started to clean up the garbage. Qin Huairu also picked up the broom and cleaned up with him. The two of them moved quickly and cleaned up the garbage.

When Jia Zhang saw this, she snorted, "Next time something like this happens, I won't let it go so easily!"

He Yuzhu suppressed his displeasure and responded calmly, "I know, Aunt Jia, we will pay attention to it."

Seeing that she had not gained any advantage, Jia Zhang left angrily. Qin Huairu looked at her back and shook her head helplessly: "It's really difficult."

He Yuzhu forced a smile: "You'll get used to it. By the way, Sister Qin, thank you for your help."

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes: "What are you thanking me for? This is our courtyard. If there is a problem, we have to solve it together. Don't take it too seriously. Aunt Jia is just like that." But he was still a little depressed. He knew he was not wrong, but he had to bear the anger of others, which made him feel helpless and wronged. Back in the kitchen, he continued to be busy, using work to calm his unhappiness.

At noon, when Ran Qiuye came back, he saw He Yuzhu looked a little tired, "Yuzhu, what's wrong?" "Nothing, I just had a quarrel with Aunt Jia and I felt a little unhappy. Frowning, "It's her again? She's always looking for trouble, don't take it to heart."

He Yuzhu sighed: "I know, but sometimes I really feel tired."

Ran Qiuye gently held He Yuzhu's hand, "Yuzhu, no matter what happens, I will be with you. Let's face it together, and don't let these little things affect our mood. Nodding: "Thank you, Qiuye. With you here, I think everything can pass."

The two smiled at each other, and the troubles in their hearts seemed to dissipate a lot. In the afternoon, He Yuzhu continued to be busy in the kitchen, while Ran Qiuye took care of the flowers and plants in the yard, and their lives returned to peace.

On a hot afternoon, the courtyard was silent except for the sound of cicadas. He Yuzhu was busy preparing ingredients for dinner when he suddenly heard Jia Zhang's crying in the yard. The sound was mixed with scolding and cursing, which was particularly harsh. He Yuzhu frowned and felt uneasy.

"Why is it her again?" He Yuzhu thought. He hesitated for a moment, but decided to go out and see what happened.

He walked out of the kitchen and saw Jia Zhang sitting in the middle of the yard, crying and mumbling something. The residents of the courtyard gathered around her, some trying to persuade her, and some watching the fun.

"Aunt Jia, what's wrong with you?" He Yuzhu walked forward and tried to figure out the situation.

When Jia Zhang saw He Yuzhu, she became even more agitated: "He Yuzhu, how dare you ask? It's all your fault! Your gas stove was leaking and almost blew up our house! You are trying to kill us! She was shocked and quickly explained: "Aunt Jia, I just checked my gas stove and there should be no problem. Is there something wrong?"

Jia Zhang didn't listen to his explanation at all and continued to cry: "You are still quibbling! I saw it with my own eyes. Your gas stove is leaking. My old bones can't stand this!"

The residents who were watching also talked about it. Some expressed sympathy, while others thought that Jia Zhang was making a big fuss. He Yuzhu sighed inwardly, knowing that continuing to argue would not solve the problem. He tried to speak calmly, "Aunt Jia, how about this, let's go and see what's going on, okay?"

Jia Zhang continued to cry, but after being persuaded by everyone, she finally agreed to go with He Yuzhu to check the situation. He Yuzhu took Jia Zhang into his kitchen and carefully checked every corner of the gas stove. Soon, he found that one of the interfaces of the gas stove was indeed a little loose, which might be caused by frequent use recently.