Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

Li Xiangqian stood in the yard, looking at the green leaves all over the ground, but his mood did not relax as these plants thrived. Although growing vegetables brought some comfort, the food shortage was still like a huge rock pressing on his heart. He would suffer from insomnia every night, tossing and turning, thinking about how to really solve this problem.

One night, Li Xiangqian stared at the dark ceiling, and various thoughts kept flashing through his mind. He thought about the outside world, where there might be more resources. But when he thought of his wife and children at home, he hesitated again. He didn't dare to take the risk of leaving, because he knew that at this time, his family was more important than anything else.

The next morning, Li Xiangqian went to work in the vegetable garden as usual. Although he was exhausted, he still tried to keep his spirits up because he knew that these vegetables were the hope of his family. Just as he was weeding, he heard Zhang Cuihua's footsteps. She came over and gently patted his shoulder, "Xiangqian, you look very tired recently, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Li Xiangqian shook his head and forced a smile. "It's nothing. I just didn't sleep well last night. Maybe I've been worrying about too many things recently."

Zhang Cuihua sighed and held his hand. "Xiang Qian, don't be too tired. We will share the housework together. No matter how difficult the days are, we will get through them together."

Li nodded, feeling a little warm in his heart, but the oppressive feeling still lingered. He knew that a long-term solution must be found, otherwise they would always be on the brink of starvation.

That night, Li Xiangqian lay in bed, listening to the wind outside the window. His thoughts returned to how to solve the food problem. He suddenly remembered that an old worker in the factory, Master Wang, had mentioned a high-yield hybrid rice variety that might bring new hope.

The next morning, Li Xiangqian decided to go to Master Wang to find out what happened. In the factory, Master Wang was repairing a machine. When he saw Li Xiangqian coming over, he smiled and said hello, "Xiangqian, why do you have time to come to see me today?"

Li Xiangqian said nervously, "Master Wang, I want to ask you about the high-yield hybrid rice you mentioned earlier. Can you tell me more about it?"

Master Wang put down the tools in his hands and nodded. "That kind of rice is really good. It has a high yield and strong disease resistance. However, this kind of rice requires specific conditions to grow. You have to be fully prepared."

After hearing this, Li Xiangqian felt a glimmer of hope in his heart. "Master Wang, I am willing to try, no matter how difficult it is. Can you tell me what I need to prepare?"

Master Wang pondered for a while and told Li Xiangqian in detail the conditions and methods required to grow this kind of rice. Li Xiangqian took careful notes and secretly made up his mind to overcome all difficulties and grow these high-yield rice.

After returning home, Li Xiangqian discussed the plan with Zhang Cuihua. Zhang Cuihua's eyes flashed with worry, "Xiangqian, this sounds difficult, but I believe in you. If we work together, we will succeed."

Li Xiangqian nodded, feeling a warm current in his heart. He knew that this was not only for their lives, but also for the hope of the future.

In the following days, Li Xiangqian began to get busy. He looked for suitable land everywhere and prepared the materials needed to grow high-yield rice. Every day, he went out early and came back late, with a tired but hopeful look on his face. Seeing how busy he was, the neighbors in the courtyard expressed their support, some helped him turn the soil, and some provided some planting suggestions.

One day, Li Xiangqian was working in the fields when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw that it was his neighbor, Uncle Li. Uncle Li walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder, "Xiangqian, you are such a hard-working kid. Why are you working so hard?"

Li Xiangqian wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "Uncle, I want to try to grow some high-yield rice to see if I can harvest more food. This way, our family can have more food and no longer worry about food."

Uncle Li nodded with an approving look, "Xiang Qian, it's a good idea of ​​yours. I'll help you. Let's work together to plant this land well."

Li Xiangqian nodded gratefully, "Thank you, uncle. With your help, I am more confident."

As the days passed, Li Xiangqian worked hard with his neighbors to finally prepare the land. He carefully planted the high-yield rice seeds, his heart full of anticipation and nervousness. He knew that this was not just a rice field, but also their hope for the future.

As the rice seeds sprouted, Li Xiangqian carefully took care of the seedlings every day. Every new green leaf that grew made him feel extremely happy. He knew that these seedlings were not just plants, but also the hope of his whole family for the future.

A month later, the rice fields were already green. Li Xiangqian felt extremely satisfied as he looked at the thriving rice seedlings. He knew that this was only the first step and there was still a long way to go, but he had the confidence and determination to overcome all difficulties.

One night, Li Xiangqian was sitting in the yard, looking at the starry sky, feeling extremely peaceful. Zhang Cuihua came over and said softly, "Xiangqian, these rice seedlings are growing really well. We will have a harvest in a few months."

Li nodded, held her hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, all this is the result of our joint efforts. No matter how difficult the days are, we will get through them together."

Zhang Cuihua snuggled up to him and whispered, "Xiang Qian, with you here, I'm not afraid of anything."

Li Xiangqian worked in the fields for a whole morning. The sun was blazing brightly and his clothes were soaked with sweat. Although it was summer, the weather was still hot. After a whole morning of hard work, Li Xiangqian felt hungry. He looked up at the sky and saw that the sun had risen to the middle of the sky. It was time for lunch. He sighed and felt a little disappointed thinking that he would have to eat the same monotonous dry food again today.

When he got home, Zhang Cuihua was already preparing lunch. She cooked some porridge in a pot with a few vegetable leaves. It looked very simple. Li Xiangqian walked into the kitchen, picked up the chopsticks, tasted a mouthful of porridge, and felt a little bitter.

Zhang Cuihua noticed his mood and asked softly, "Xiang Qian, is the food not to your liking?"

Li Xiangqian shook his head and forced a smile. "It's okay. I'm just a little hungry. Porridge and vegetable leaves are not enough to satisfy my hunger."

Zhang Cuihua was also a little helpless. "All the food at home is almost gone. These porridge and vegetable leaves are the best we can get. It would be better if we could harvest more food."