Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines through the window lattice, gently sprinkled on the clean and tidy living room of Liu Ping'an's home like a fine thread, adding a bit of warmth and vitality to this quiet morning. Although the layout of the room is simple, it reveals the taste of home and the breath of life everywhere. A wooden sofa is quietly placed in the center of the living room, covered with a soft cotton and linen cushion, which makes people want to sit on it and feel the comfort at first sight. On the coffee table, several flipped books and several exquisite tea cups are placed in a staggered manner, as if telling the owner's love for knowledge and taste for life. On the wall, an elegant landscape painting is particularly eye-catching. The delicate brushstrokes and vivid artistic conception add a touch of cultural heritage and artistic atmosphere to the entire space.

Early in the morning, Qin Huairu brought her daughter Xiaodang to visit Liu Ping'an's home in the morning breeze and sunshine. She was wearing a light blue work suit, which was as fresh and elegant as her gentle personality, yet dignified. Her long hair was carefully combed into a low ponytail and fixed with a light blue headband that matched her clothes, which made her look capable and feminine. Xiaodang, on the other hand, was like a little elf, wearing a cute rag dress with delicate flower patterns embroidered on it, and two small braids on her head with bows tied on them. She looked like a little princess, making people want to get close to her.

"Hello, Ping An. Sorry to bother you so early." Qin Huairu greeted him warmly with her gentle and kind voice as soon as she entered the room, with a smile as warm as the spring breeze on her face. In her hands, she was holding fresh fruits that she had just carefully selected from the market. These fruits were not only bright in color, but also exuded an attractive aroma. They were obviously gifts specially prepared for this visit.

"Oh, cousin, what are you talking about? Do we need to be so polite to each other?" Qin Jingru (here it is assumed that Qin Jingru is Liu Ping'an's wife. There may be errors in the original text, because usually "Qin Jingru" and "Qin Huairu" are not sisters, but in order to maintain the continuity of the story, no changes are made here) hurriedly came out of the kitchen, took the fruit handed over by Qin Huairu with both hands, and her face was filled with a sincere smile. She touched Xiaodang's head, and the gentle gesture and the love in her eyes made Xiaodang immediately feel the warmth from his aunt.

Qin Huairu walked into the living room, her eyes wandering around every corner of the room, carefully examining the layout. Her eyes showed admiration, and she couldn't help but sigh: "Your home is so clean, every place is warm and comfortable, making people feel very relaxed."

Qin Jingru was delighted to hear the compliment, and a brighter smile bloomed on her face: "Thank you for the compliment, cousin. Actually, we just cleaned it up casually, and it's not as good as yours."

Qin Huairu smiled and shook her head, her tone was sincere: "No, your home is really warm! Every detail reveals your love and dedication to life." As she spoke, her eyes fell on the landscape painting on the wall again. The painting seemed to have some kind of magic, attracting her eyes for a long time and unwilling to leave. She couldn't help but sigh: "This painting is so beautiful, both the composition and the color are just right, adding a lot of color to the whole room."

"That's what my husband likes," Qin Jingru introduced proudly, "He thinks this painting can add a more artistic atmosphere to the home, so we hung it here." As she spoke, her face was filled with a happy smile, as if she was proud to have such a home full of artistic atmosphere.

At this time, Xiaodang had already broken free from Qin Huairu's hand and looked around the living room like a curious little deer. When she saw some snacks and toys on the table, her eyes lit up immediately, as if she had discovered a new world. She ran over excitedly, picked up a piece of candy and put it in her mouth, and her satisfied expression made people laugh.

"This child..." Qin Huairu smiled helplessly and said to Qin Jingru, "I'm sorry, Xiaodang is too naughty and has caused you trouble."

"It's okay, children are just so innocent." Qin Jingru smiled tolerantly, then walked over and picked up Xiaodang, and asked affectionately: "Xiaodang, do you want to eat an apple? Auntie will peel one for you, okay?" Xiaodang nodded happily, with a happy smile on his face.

Xiaodang nodded happily, with the sweet candy still in her mouth, and answered vaguely: "Okay, Auntie is the best, I like the apples peeled by Auntie the most." Her eyes were shining with excitement, as if every move of her aunt could bring her endless happiness.

Qin Jingru smiled and pinched Xiaodang's chubby face, saying lovingly: "Xiaodang is such a sweetheart. Auntie will peel the sweetest apple for you right away." After that, she turned and walked towards the kitchen and started to get busy. Then from the kitchen came the crisp sound of a fruit knife cutting an apple and the little tune Qin Jingru humming. The whole house was filled with warmth and harmony.

Qin Huairu sat on the sofa and chatted with Liu Pingan. Her eyes showed her concern and regards for Liu Pingan: "Are you busy at the factory recently? Have you encountered any difficult problems?" Her voice was gentle and delicate, like a spring breeze.

Liu Ping'an smiled and replied, "It's okay, not too busy. Although there are some challenges occasionally, they are all within controllable range." His tone was relaxed and confident, and it was obvious that he was fully prepared and capable of coping with his work.

Qin Huairu listened, nodded slightly, and continued to advise: "That's good, don't be too tired, health is the most important. No matter how important work is, it can't compare to health and family." Every word she said was full of care and reminders for Liu Pingan, making people feel the warmth of home.

The two chatted for a while, and the topic gradually shifted to family life. They shared each other's joys and sorrows, whether it was a small achievement at work or a small episode in life, all became the material for their communication. They listened to each other, supported and encouraged each other, as if in this small living room, they could find the most solid support for each other.

Qin Jingru's gentle voice came from the kitchen: "Cousin, the apples are peeled. You can try them first to see if they are sweet." Her voice was full of anticipation and joy, as if she was showing off her own achievements.

Qin Huairu stood up, smiled and walked to the kitchen to help bring out the fruit plate. The three of them sat around the coffee table, enjoying the delicious fruit, with laughter and conversation echoing in the air. This morning, because of the arrival of relatives and each other's company, became particularly warm and beautiful.