Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

A few days later, the cucumbers in the cucumber field gradually grew bigger and greener. Li Xiangqian was very pleased to see this. Every time he watered and fertilized, he would put in more effort, as if it was not just for growing vegetables, but also for the hope and expectation. His efforts were not in vain, and the growth of the cucumbers brought more smiles to Aunt He and Uncle He's faces.

"This cucumber is growing so well!" Aunt He couldn't help but praise it every time she passed by the cucumber field, with a happy smile on her face. Li Xiangqian felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment when he saw her smiling face.

Soon after, the cucumbers finally matured, and Li Xiangqian excitedly harvested the first batch of cucumbers. While harvesting, he thought: "If I can sell these cucumbers, maybe I can do some small business and increase my income." He decided to divide the harvest into several portions, leaving them for the He family and giving them to his neighbors to share the joy of the harvest.

"Uncle He, come and see, these cucumbers are ripe!" Li Xiangqian shouted happily, full of anticipation. After hearing this, Uncle He hurried over and saw the baskets of fresh cucumbers, his eyes lit up instantly.

"Great, Xiao Li, thank you for your hard work. We can eat the cucumbers grown at home so soon!" Grandpa He's face was full of pride, while Li Xiangqian smiled shyly.

"This is the result of our joint efforts. Uncle He, please don't forget to let me taste it!" Li Xiangqian said mischievously. Uncle He laughed and patted Li Xiangqian on the shoulder: "Of course, of course! This is all your hard work, I have to reward you."

Later, Aunt He came over with a basket and was pleasantly surprised to see the full basket of cucumbers: "Xiao Li, this is a great harvest! These cucumbers are much fresher than those in the market. I will cook a delicious meal for you tonight."

Li Xiangqian was touched and smiled: "Great, I'm looking forward to it! But I wonder if I can sell these cucumbers at the market. If I can, I might be able to make some extra money."

After listening to this, Uncle He nodded and said, "What a good idea! We can sell cucumbers at the market while they are in season. We will definitely get a good price." Li Xiangqian was excited. Thinking that he had such an opportunity, he might be able to bring more financial support to the He family. His heart was instantly filled with hope.

So, Li Xiangqian began to prepare for tomorrow's market. He planned to divide the fresh cucumbers into several portions and sell them at the market himself. He imagined himself standing at the market, enthusiastically recommending his cucumbers to the customers, and gradually his expectations and hopes for the future ignited in his heart.

"I will definitely do a good job and bring more security to the He family!" Li Xiangqian muttered to himself, almost eager to try. In a blink of an eye, the next morning arrived. He got up early, sorted the cucumbers, and put them into the basket, feeling nervous and expectant.

The sun cast mottled shadows through the leaves. Li Xiang carried a basket full of fresh cucumbers, his heart full of excitement and anticipation. He knew he was about to face a new challenge. Although he was a little nervous, he was also very excited about the upcoming market. Along the way, he kept thinking about himself enthusiastically selling cucumbers at the market, as if he could already hear the praises from passers-by.

"This cucumber is fresh, really good!" He thought to himself, and couldn't help but smile. After walking to the market, the bustling crowd and noisy hawking made him a little stunned for a moment, and a little uneasy rose in his heart: "Can I really do it? What if no one buys it? Will I be embarrassed?"

But then he thought again, and remembered Aunt He's encouragement and Uncle He's expectations of him, and the firm belief in his heart emerged again. "No, I must try!" He encouraged himself secretly, took a deep breath, and began to look for a suitable place to set up his stall.

He found a relatively open space and thought about how to make his stall more attractive. He thought that the sundries in his yard could be used to make a simple shed, which could provide shade and attract the attention of passers-by. So he hurried back and started to prepare the materials.

In the backyard of the courtyard, Li Xiangqian dug out a few sticks and some old cloth, feeling a little nervous. Although he was usually capable, he had little experience in such construction, so he was still a little nervous. He gritted his teeth and thought, "For the cucumbers, I have to fight!" So he started to work hard.

"This stick must be stable, so that the shed will not fall down." He said to himself, carefully inserting the sticks into the ground one by one, trying to keep them upright. Whenever he felt something was wrong, he would stop and check carefully, brushing his fingers over the sticks from time to time, as if feeling their strength.

As the shed was being built, beads of sweat began to form on Li Xiangqian's forehead. As he worked hard, he thought about how the shed would attract more customers, and his nervousness was gradually replaced by anticipation. As the shed gradually took shape, his sense of accomplishment became more and more obvious.

"As long as I fix these fabrics well, I'm sure they'll attract people to come and have a look." He muttered, his hands moving faster and faster, and he even began to enjoy the process. Every time he tightened the fabric, he would imagine the customers praising the cucumbers, and a warm feeling would surge in his heart.

Finally, with the last stick inserted, the shed swayed slightly in the sun, and Li Xiangqian was delighted and smiled with satisfaction. "It looks good, I can put cucumbers in it later!" He thought to himself, and hurriedly took out the cucumbers from the basket and placed them neatly on the stall, admiring the result he had just built.

As time went by, the market gradually became crowded with people. Li Xiangqian stood behind his stall, feeling both excited and nervous. The hawking sounds around him continued, as if every vendor was trying their best to attract customers' attention. Li Xiangqian took a deep breath, mustered up his courage and shouted, "Fresh cucumbers, crisp and tender, welcome to taste!"

His voice seemed insignificant amid the hustle and bustle of the market. His inner nervousness made his palms sweat slightly. He was secretly annoyed: "Why am I so unconfident? Will no one come to buy?" But at this moment, a young girl came over, frowned slightly, and reached out to try the cucumbers on his stall.

"Yeah, they are really fresh." The girl said, looking up at Li Xiangqian and asked with a smile: "Did you grow these cucumbers yourself?" Li Xiangqian was stunned, then nodded, feeling happy: "Yes, I grew them all in the yard myself."