Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

Li Xiangqian looked down at Li Mei, her eyes also flashed with gentleness, and it was obvious that she liked such a peaceful scene. Li Xiangqian's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly realized that he had not shared a simple moment with her so attentively for a long time. In the past, there were always too many chaotic emotions and worries, which made him unable to care about the feelings of the people around him.

"It looks like a big one." Li Xiangqian smiled gently, with a long-lost sense of ease in his words, "It's a bit like the dreams we had when we were children."

Li Mei looked at him, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. She didn't know when Li Xiangqian became so gentle. The man who was always worried and had a hot temper became so quiet and gentle at this moment.

"What's wrong with you today?" Li Mei's voice was soft and a little naughty. "Why did you suddenly become so poetic?"

Li Xiangqian smiled slightly, but he had an indescribable feeling in his heart. He felt that he had indeed changed, becoming less anxious and impatient. The pressure and troubles that once came upon him seemed to be dissolved by this field and this quiet atmosphere. He looked at Li Mei, and there was a warm light in his eyes, a feeling he had not had for a long time.

"Maybe the air here is too fresh, my mind is no longer confused." Li Xiangqian said in a low voice, with some self-mockery in his tone, "I'm always busy, and I always feel like a spinning top, I can't stop."

Li Mei listened quietly, and couldn't help but feel a little pity in her heart. She knew that Li Xiangqian had been under no less pressure than she had been. The various difficulties in life always made him feel breathless, but she had never heard him say these words directly. The deep fatigue and helplessness finally exposed at this moment.

"Have you figured it out now?" Li Mei asked, with a hint of gentle concern in her tone.

Li Xiangqian was silent for a while, as if thinking about this question. He lowered his head, held Li Mei's hand tightly, and felt the warmth of her palm. He nodded gently: "Well, maybe it's time to relax and not always live under pressure."

Li Mei's eyes gleamed with brilliance, and her expression softened. She knew that Li Xiangqian was not someone who didn't know how to feel his own heart, but he was too obsessed with the judgment of the outside world and paid too much attention to those trivial matters that were ignored, so he ignored his true feelings. Now, he finally understood that relaxing his mentality is sometimes the most effective way.

"That's good, let's move forward." Li Mei said softly, "Let's take it slow and solve it step by step. Don't rush."

Li Xiangqian raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes showing a calm determination. He knew in his heart that this family and this wife were the most important things in his life. No matter how chaotic and noisy the outside world was, he would eventually return to this warmest place to find true peace.

He slowly relaxed his shoulders and took a deep breath, as if the burdens that had troubled him for a long time were finally starting to lift off. Li Mei still stood beside him, accompanying him silently. She knew that Li Xiangqian had begun to change, and this change, although slow, was the most solid.

Just as they were enjoying a moment of peace in the yard, Li Mei's mother came out of the house with a plate of freshly cooked food in her hands. "Go forward, Mei Zi, don't stand there, the food is getting cold." Her voice was always so kind, with a warmth that made people rely on her.

Li Xiangqian turned around and smiled at Li Mei's mother, with an inexplicable feeling of gratitude welling up in his heart. He couldn't help but sigh that the existence of family was so indispensable. Even though the outside world was full of uncertainties and complexities, home, this small space, would always be his truest home.

He followed Li Mei into the house and sat down at the table, where a sumptuous meal was before him. The aroma of the food and the warm atmosphere made Li Xiangqian suddenly feel that there are many seemingly insignificant things in life that can bring him unexpected satisfaction and happiness.

While eating the food his mother cooked, Li Xiangqian suddenly understood a lot of things. He used to be always anxious and worried, paying too much attention to those unimportant things outside, and ignoring the tranquility and peace that he most desired in his heart.

He took a deep breath, looked up at Li Mei and her mother, and smiled: "Thank you, I really feel relaxed today."

Li Mei and her mother both smiled at him, and Li Mei whispered, "Our greatest joy is that you can relax."

This sentence warmed Li Xiangqian's heart. He felt a long-lost sense of security, as if he had returned to his original intention, to the self who was not moved by the disturbances of the outside world.

Li Xiangqian's recent mood can be described as anxious and restless. His brows are often furrowed, and his eyes are no longer as gentle as before, always revealing a bit of deep thought. He knows in his heart that although life seems to be better than before, in fact, problems are piling up layer by layer, especially the financial pressure, which makes him breathless.

The morning sun shone into the yard, illuminating the moss-covered stone road, but Li Xiangqian did not feel the warmth at all. He sat on a small stool, holding an old account book in his hand, staring at the scribbled figures with complicated eyes. He turned the pages one by one, and the more he turned, the more irritated he felt.

"How come I spend so much on rice, oil, and vegetables in a month?" he muttered in a low voice, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

Li Mei came out of the kitchen carrying a basin of washed clothes. Seeing his appearance, she couldn't help but ask, "Xiang Qian, are you settling accounts again? Is there something wrong?"

Li Xiangqian raised his head, frowning even more tightly. "Something's wrong? Nothing is wrong! I calculated carefully, and our food expenses alone have exceeded the budget this month. It's only been half a month, what are we going to do for the rest of the month? Do we have to cut money from somewhere else?"

Li Mei put down the basin in her hand, walked over to sit next to him and said, "Don't worry, we can still move. Besides, there aren't any big expenses at home, they are just daily expenses."

"It's just these daily expenses!" Li Xiangqian's tone unconsciously rose a few notes, "You know, these things added up, it's twice as much as I expected! In the past, we could save a little and have some surplus, but now in this situation, how can we save money at the end of the month?"

Li Mei was stunned by his sudden anger, and then she felt uncomfortable: "Saving? Aren't we saving enough? Look at how many times I have mended my clothes, and how many times I have changed my children's shoes until their toes are exposed. How else do you want to save?"

Li Xiangqian realized that his tone was a bit harsh, and quickly raised his hand to rub his forehead, sighing: "I'm not blaming you, I know you're working hard. But it's just these trivial little amounts of money, which add up to a lot, why is it so hard to control it?"