Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

On the dining table, carefully prepared, steaming delicacies were neatly arranged. Not only were they brightly colored and harmoniously matched, they also emitted bursts of alluring luster, as if they were the perfect crystallization of nature and human wisdom, making everyone present swallow their saliva involuntarily, yearning for them, and their salivating emotions were beyond words.

The two sisters Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru sat around the spacious and bright dining table, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious. At this time, even the usually lively and active Xiaodang was gently carried to the dining table by the adults. She sat obediently on Qin Huairu's warm thighs, looking particularly quiet and well-behaved. The little girl held a small and exquisite spoon in her hand, concentrating and trying to enjoy the fun of eating by herself. Although she occasionally spilled some food accidentally because of her lack of dexterity, her serious and focused appearance was so cute that people couldn't help but feel pity for her when they saw her, and a knowing smile appeared at the corner of their mouths, as if the whole world had become soft because of her innocence.

At this moment, Qin Huairu said in her enthusiastic tone: "Come on, Jingru, try this braised pork. I specially selected the best ingredients for you and cooked it carefully. I guarantee you will have an endless aftertaste for it." Before she finished speaking, she had skillfully picked up a piece of braised pork with chopsticks. The pork was bright red, fat and lean, and fragrant. She gently placed it in the bowl in front of Qin Jingru as if it were a treasure. That action was full of love and care for her sister.

Seeing this, Qin Jingru's face instantly bloomed with a smile as bright as a flower, and she hurriedly thanked him, her voice full of gratitude and joy. Then, she couldn't wait to pick up the piece of braised pork with an alluring aroma and gently took a bite. In an instant, the rich aroma spread rapidly in her mouth like a volcanic eruption, as if bringing her into a wonderful world of taste; at the same time, the mellow taste made her intoxicated and unable to extricate herself, as if the whole world became beautiful because of this delicious bite.

As she savored this rare delicacy, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my, sister, your cooking skills are simply amazing! It's much better than what those so-called big restaurants make outside! The taste of this braised pork is simply the best taste in the world!"

Hearing such high praise from her sister, Qin Huairu immediately smiled with satisfaction and relief, and that smile was as gentle and warm as the warm sunshine in spring. She responded gently: "As long as you like it, it's fine. You must come over often in the future. I, your sister, am willing to make delicious food for you every day so that you can taste the taste of home every day."

Xiaodang was still sitting at the table, holding the spoon tightly in her hand, staring at the food in the bowl, looking impatient and eager to taste it. Her cheeks were bulging and her mouth was full. Although she ate a little bit in a hurry and looked a little embarrassed, her hands never stopped moving, and she was still trying to use the spoon to shovel the food into her mouth. While eating, she mumbled incoherently: "It's delicious, everything my mother cooks is delicious! The food my mother cooks is the most delicious food in the world!" Hearing Xiaodang's childish and sincere praise, Qin Huairu couldn't help but show a more gratified and satisfied smile on her face, which was full of love for her family and expectations for the future.

At this time, Qin Jingru quietly gazed at the warm and picturesque scene in front of her, and a gentle and profound warmth surged in her heart. She knew that in this courtyard that seemed to be bustling but actually had undercurrents, Qin Huairu was like a loving guardian, using her strong arms and gentle heart to build a warm haven for her family. No matter how the outside world changes, no matter how complicated the world is, as long as you step into this home, you can immediately feel the pure family affection and tranquility, as if all the troubles are isolated outside the door.

After the meal, Qin Huairu's face was filled with a gentle smile. She whispered, "Let's go out and take a walk in the yard. It can help digestion." Qin Jingru's eyes sparkled with joy and she nodded in agreement, "Good idea. I just want to stretch my muscles!" So, the two of them carefully held Xiaodang in their arms, their movements were gentle and skillful, as if they were holding the most precious baby in the world. They walked out of the house with light steps and stepped onto the bluestone path in the courtyard that was smoothed by time. Every step seemed to tell an ancient and warm story.

The afternoon sun shines through the sparse clouds and sprinkles on the ground, covering the entire courtyard with a warm and charming golden gauze. The breeze blows gently, with a hint of coolness, brushing their hair and their smiling faces, making people feel particularly comfortable and cozy. Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru talk softly about their daily life while walking, and occasionally their silver bell-like laughter can be heard, crisp and pleasant, like the sound of nature. Xiaodang lies quietly in their warm embrace, occasionally making a few childish and crisp laughs, adding a bit of vitality and joy to this quiet afternoon.

They were walking and chatting leisurely, enjoying this rare quiet time. Suddenly, a sudden noise broke the silence, attracting their attention. They saw that a large group of people had gathered in the central courtyard of the quadrangle. Some of them were standing or sitting, shouting something, and the voices were one after another, which was very lively.

Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru looked at each other, with curiosity and doubt in each other's eyes. As if being pulled by an invisible force, they involuntarily quickened their pace and walked towards the crowd. Along the way, they passed through narrow passages, bypassed the crowded crowd, and finally squeezed into the crowd after a lot of effort. When they finally got a glimpse, the scene in front of them surprised them - they saw Xu Damao and He Daqing entangled like two angry beasts, He Daqing pressed Xu Damao under him, and the two were tightly entangled like a twist, twisting and fighting non-stop. For a while, dust flew, shouts, scolding, and calls for persuasion were intertwined, and the whole scene was in chaos, like a sudden storm sweeping the entire courtyard.

"Xu Damao, you are such a conscienceless bastard! You have caused my son Yuzhu to be alone and unable to marry a wife. It's all because of you!" He Daqing was furious. His hair stood on end, his eyes were wide open as if they were about to spit fire, the blush on his face was like a burning flame, and the veins on his forehead were bulging like a winding snake. His already loud voice was raised a few notches at this moment, like thunder in a summer afternoon, echoing in every corner of the courtyard. Every roar seemed to contain infinite power, shaking the surrounding air slightly. He clenched his fists like hammers, and every swing was accompanied by an overwhelming momentum, as if he wanted to pour all his anger on Xu Damao.

Facing such a fierce attack from He Daqing, although Xu Damao was at a disadvantage and was beaten back repeatedly, with scars on his body clearly visible, bruises all over his body, he still refused to give in. With a stubborn smile on his lips, he retorted with bared teeth: "He Daqing, stop making trouble here and slandering me! What does it have to do with me that Yuzhu can't get married? It's because he is incompetent and can't get a wife. He can't blame others!" However, as soon as his specious words came out of his mouth, he once again attracted He Daqing's even more fierce fists, which fell on him like raindrops.

At this time, the first, second and third aunts who were watching from the sidelines saw the situation getting out of control and were extremely anxious. They hurried forward to dissuade them. Although the three of them were old, their desire for harmony among neighbors had never diminished. They used all their strength to separate He Daqing and Xu Damao, but their strength was insignificant compared to the two men who were in their prime. Although the three of them tried their best, they still seemed a little powerless and could only watch the two men fight more and more fiercely.

Especially the auntie, she was so tired that she was panting and pale, and she was trying to persuade him breathlessly: "Hey, He Daqing, please stop it! We are all from the same village. We have seen each other every day. Why can't we sit down and discuss it properly? You have to fight like this, how can you be so shameless! Look at you, if you keep fighting like this, you will beat Xu Damao to death! If someone dies, how will you end it!" As she spoke, the auntie squeezed to He Daqing with difficulty, trying to block his fist with her thin body, and took the opportunity to reach out and grab He Daqing's arm, hoping to take this opportunity to let Xu Damao escape. However, He Daqing's anger had completely burned at this moment, and he could not listen to the auntie's dissuasion. He still waved his fist desperately and hit Xu Damao.

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly tense, the second aunt's anxiety was like oil boiling over a raging fire. She walked forward quickly and stood firmly on the edge of the fight, like an experienced mediator. Her hands, which were covered with traces of time and slightly rough due to labor, kept waving in the air, sometimes pointing to the sky, and sometimes patting her chest, as if she was using body language to emphasize her inner anxiety and expectation. She kept muttering in her mouth, with a hint of blame in her voice, but more of a deep desire for both sides to put aside their prejudices and shake hands and make peace: "Oh, you are all adults, why can't you be more rational? If there is any deep hatred, let's sit down, make a pot of good tea, and talk slowly. Look at you now, where is the demeanor of an elder? If those younger generations see you, they will laugh their heads off! We have to set a good example for them, don't we?"

Although her words were somewhat accusatory, they were more of a call for peace and understanding, and a commitment to the simple feelings between neighbors. Her words were like a warm current, trying to calm the anger in the hearts of the two and guide them towards reconciliation.

At the same time, the third aunt also showed her decisiveness and action that should not be underestimated. She was agile and rushed to He Daqing's side in one step, holding his strong and powerful arms tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to devote all her strength to this moment, vowing to rescue him from this fight. While dragging hard, she shouted loudly, with unquestionable firmness in her voice: "He Daqing, stop it! Look at you now, how can you still look like a man? If you continue like this, both of you will have to go to the hospital. Who will take care of the family then? We are old neighbors, what can't we talk about? Let's go, let's go find a few uncles in the hospital and let them judge it. It's better than you messing around here!"

With the concerted efforts and earnest persuasion of the three aunts, He Daqing and Xu Damao were finally able to distance themselves. At this time, they were all exhausted and panting, with sweat running down their cheeks and soaking their clothes. Their chests were heaving violently, as if they had just experienced a thrilling battle. They glared at each other, with raging anger burning in their eyes. The hostility was like substance, almost igniting the air around them. However, after the fierce conflict just now, they had obviously exhausted most of their physical strength. At this moment, even if they were furious and unwilling in their hearts, they were already at the end of their strength and had no strength to continue fighting.

Seeing that the two were finally persuaded to leave, Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru looked at each other, their eyes intertwined with a bit of helplessness and deep emotion, as if to say: "Hey, when will the grievances between neighbors end?" They all knew that these disputes in the courtyard were like old accounts, each of which recorded the grievances between neighbors. It would take a long time to completely resolve them. But at this moment, being able to witness the temporary calming of this storm was a blessing in disguise, at least it bought everyone a precious period of peace.

Qin Huairu gently patted Qin Jingru's shoulder, that action was full of understanding and comfort, as if telling her: "Don't be too sad, Jingru, we have seen this kind of thing many times, relax." Qin Jingru nodded slightly, although there were still tears in her eyes, but she tried to calm herself down. Then, the two of them took Xiaodang and quietly withdrew from the noisy crowd, as if to escape from the chaos and return to their own quiet little world.

Along the way, Xiaodang snuggled tightly in Qin Huairu's arms, her little hands tightly grasping Qin Huairu's clothes, obviously frightened by the scene just now. Her little face was full of fear and anxiety, and her eyes had lost their former agility and brilliance. Qin Huairu caressed Xiaodang's head with heartache, and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, Xiaodang, your mother is here, we are home, everything is over." Her words were gentle and firm, as if an invisible force was slowly dispelling the fear in Xiaodang's heart.

After returning home, Qin Huairu carefully prepared a cup of warm milk for Xiaodang. She gently picked up the cup, handed it to Xiaodang's mouth, and gently coaxed her to drink it. Xiaodang may have felt Qin Huairu's love and warmth, or perhaps the sweetness of the milk soothed her emotions, she finally slowly relaxed, and her little face gradually regained its former rosy and radiant color. Seeing this, Qin Huairu couldn't help but feel a warm current in her heart. She gently kissed Xiaodang's forehead, and then gently let her lie on the bed to rest.

At this moment, Qin Huairu sat by the bed, quietly watching over Xiaodang. She looked at Xiaodang's peaceful face, her heart filled with infinite tenderness and emotion. She knew that no matter how noisy and chaotic the outside world was, as long as their family could be together, they could jointly withstand the storms and protect this rare peace and happiness.