Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

But this thought made him feel anxious. He was used to this kind of life, used to getting up early and going to bed late every day, used to giving everything for his family and this land. He didn't know where this desire for change came from, and he didn't know if he had the courage to face this change.

"Am I too greedy?" Li Xiangqian asked himself. He knew that many people would envy his current life. Although it was busy, the harvest was guaranteed and his family was happy. But he always felt that such a life seemed to be missing something, something that could not be expressed in words, something that made him feel uneasy deep in his heart.

"Maybe I think too much." He tried to comfort himself and relax himself. But the uneasiness still lingered, like a thin thorn piercing his heart, making him feel uncomfortable all the time.

He looked up at the night sky, and suddenly a strange feeling of loneliness came over him. Although he was accompanied by his family and fellow villagers, and although everyone supported him, he still felt that he was lonely in a sense. Whenever it was late at night, this feeling would be particularly strong.

Li Xiangqian's mind was filled with his father's image. His father had always been his pillar of support and the driving force behind his hard work. But recently, he found that his father's health was getting weaker and weaker, which made him worry about his father's future and made him start thinking about his own future.

"If one day, my father is gone, can I still persist like this?" This thought suddenly popped up, and scared Li Xiangqian. He didn't dare to think about it any further, but this thought was like a ghost, lingering.

Li Xiangqian silently warned himself not to let his mind wander. He knew that the most important thing right now was the work on the farm, the land and his family. But he also knew that this complex mood did not form overnight, and he could not get rid of it easily.

As the night deepened, Li Xiangqian still sat under the old locust tree, his thoughts surging like a tide. He knew that he needed an answer, needed to find the source of the stone in his heart, and needed to figure out what was bothering him.

At this time, his father came out of the house. Seeing Li Xiangqian sitting alone in the yard, his father walked over and sat down beside him. "Xiangqian, why aren't you asleep yet? What are you thinking about?"

Li Xiangqian hesitated for a moment, but finally told his father what he was thinking. "Dad, I've been feeling uneasy lately, as if something is weighing on me. Although the work in the fields is going well, I always feel that it's time for some changes in our lives."

After hearing this, his father was silent for a while. "Go forward, this feeling is normal. In a person's life, there will always be times when he feels confused and doesn't know what to do next. We have worked hard to cultivate this land over the years, and life is not easy, but isn't it for peace of mind? His father's words calmed him down a little, but the uneasiness still existed.

His father continued, "Xiang Qian, I know you have been working hard these years, but you have to remember that life is lived one day at a time, and you can't be impatient or panic. If you feel uneasy, then slowly sort it out and don't let it weigh you down. His heart seemed to suddenly become clearer. He knew that he couldn't find the answers to all the questions overnight, but he understood what his father meant: no matter how many uncertainties there were ahead, as long as he kept going step by step, he would always find a solution.

"Dad, I understand." Li Xiangqian said softly, feeling the weight in his heart lighten a little. He decided not to force himself to think too much, but to do the things in front of him well and live a stable life, and then he would think about other things later.

His father patted Li Xiangqian on the shoulder and stood up. "Go to bed early. You still have to work tomorrow. Don't tire yourself out. We still need you."

Li Xiangqian watched his father enter the house, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He knew that he still had a long way to go, but with his father around, he no longer felt so lonely. Although his mood was still complicated, he decided not to let this emotion control him and live every day down to earth.

Li Xiangqian got up from the bed. It was just dawn and the room was still filled with a hint of night chill. He sat quietly by the bed and felt that the heaviness in his heart seemed to have eased. The conversation with his father last night made him understand some things and made him realize that he had been busy running around for his family and this land, but rarely stopped to think about what he really wanted.

"Maybe it's time to do something I want to do." He said to himself silently. This idea came up suddenly, but he soon realized that it was not a momentary impulse, but a long-accumulated wish in his heart.

Li Xiangqian walked into the yard, took a breath of fresh air in the morning light, and felt a long-lost sense of relaxation. He didn't want to spend today being occupied by complicated farm work like before, so he decided to temporarily put aside the responsibilities that always weighed on his mind and do something he really wanted to do, even if it was just to give himself a chance to breathe.

"Today, just let yourself live the day as you please." He said to himself, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief welling up in his heart.

The first thing he thought of was to visit his old friend Li Dacheng in the town. Dacheng was his childhood playmate, and later he went to the town to open a small teahouse, which has been doing well in recent years. Li Xiangqian is usually very busy and rarely has the opportunity to visit his old friend. It has been several years since they last met. Thinking of this, he felt a little nostalgic and thought about going to Dacheng to chat, drink a cup of tea, and take a look at the changes in the town.

He packed up his things and left a note for his father, saying that he was going to be out for a day and asked his father not to worry. Then he rode his bicycle along a familiar country road towards the town. The morning air was fresh with dew, and the wind blew across his cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness. Li Xiangqian felt happy, as if the whole world was stretching with him.

As his bicycle sped along the country road, Li Xiangqian felt a long-lost sense of freedom and ease. He no longer thought about the work in the fields, nor was he worried about the harvest. At this moment, he just wanted to do whatever he wanted, even if it was just to chat with old friends, which made him feel extremely satisfied. Li Xiangqian found Li Dacheng's teahouse with ease. The teahouse was still the same as he remembered, with several red lanterns hanging at the door, exuding a warm atmosphere. When he opened the door, there were already several early risers drinking tea in the teahouse, and Li Dacheng was standing behind the counter, busy greeting the guests.