Siheyuan: Tathagata's Palm suppresses the entire courtyard!

Here, his father taught him to play the piano and the flute, passing on the family's cultural heritage. Today, although time has left its mark here, every brick and every window is filled with the family's blood and memories.

"Uncle Wang, look here, the stone steps in the yard are a bit loose. We need to find someone to repair them." Mingjie frowned slightly, knowing in his heart that it would take more energy and investment to make this courtyard house shine again to its former glory.

With the changes of the times, the development of the Siheyuan has inevitably been affected. The once bustling courtyard is now a little deserted, with high-rise buildings rising from the ground around it, and the hustle and bustle of the city and the trivialities of the world gradually seeping into every corner. Xu Mingjie knows that it is not easy to maintain a piece of pure land in this rapidly developing era.

"Master, the construction noise outside the yard has been quite loud these days. Will it affect the environment here?" Xiao Wang, the family's housekeeper, walked into the study and respectfully reported the latest situation to Xu Mingjie.

"We need to communicate with the surrounding developers in a timely manner about this issue. We cannot let their construction affect our lives here." Xu Mingjie frowned slightly. Over the years, the changes in the surrounding environment have kept him alert.

However, unlike the outside world, the affairs inside the courtyard are quite different. The family's traditional culture is inherited and carried forward here. During the Spring Festival, relatives and friends gather here, sitting in the courtyard, reciting poems, drinking tea and talking about philosophy, as if time has stopped. This tradition is in sharp contrast to the impact of modern society, and makes Xu Mingjie cherish the family's roots even more.

"Grandpa, look here, I found some information about the design of the courtyard house. We can consider making some modernization changes to keep the tradition while making the courtyard more suitable for modern people's lives." Xu Mingjie's granddaughter Xiaofang, holding a thick stack of documents in her hands, her eyes sparkling with innate intelligence.

Xu Mingjie took the information and studied it carefully. Over the years, he has been thinking about how to find a balance between tradition and modernity to give the courtyard a new lease of life. Xiaofang's suggestion gave him new inspiration. Perhaps he could use technology to combine traditional culture with modern life, making this a more inclusive and vibrant cultural palace.

On a sunny spring afternoon, the courtyard seemed particularly quiet. Xu Mingjie sat in his study, holding a bronze study paper in his hand, thinking about the development direction of the family business. Suddenly, a light knock on the door broke his thoughts.

"Please come in, who is it?" Xu Mingjie looked up at the door and saw a neatly dressed young lady walking in.

"Grandpa, I'm Xiaofang, your youngest granddaughter. I have something to discuss with you." Xiaofang walked to Xu Mingjie's desk with a smile and gently put down the documents in her hand.

“Oh, is it about the design of the yard?” Xu Mingjie looked at Xiaofang curiously. He knew that this young designer was constantly looking for opportunities to combine tradition with modernity.

"Not exactly, Grandpa. I received some clues about our family history today, which may help us better understand the past of this courtyard house." Xiaofang said mysteriously, with a gleam of exploration in her eyes.

Xu Mingjie was slightly stunned, and then he showed an excited expression. The family history has always been a stone in his heart. Although he knows a lot about Siheyuan, there are always some unknown stories and secrets that make him more curious.

"Oh? Then tell me quickly, what did you find?" Xu Mingjie pushed his glasses and looked at Xiaofang affectionately. He knew that this smart granddaughter would never return empty-handed.

Xiaofang sat across from Xu Mingjie and opened her laptop. She turned the screen around to show a few yellowed old photos and some handwritten notes.

"Grandpa, I found these among the old items I bought at an antique market. According to the merchant, these are old Beijing items from the 1940s to 1960s." Xiaofang pointed to the photos on the screen and explained carefully.

Xu Mingjie carefully observed each photo, and could not help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart. In these yellow old photos, his ancestors looked like they were young. Some of the photos he had never seen before, but they clearly reflected the life and style of that era.

"This is your great-grandmother's wedding photo, and this is a family photo of your grandfather when he was in middle school. Looking at these photos, it is not difficult to imagine how simple and real life was in that era." Xiaofang pointed at the people in the photos and vividly described them to Xu Mingjie.

"It seems that these clues are indeed very interesting. They may help us reconstruct the historical picture of the courtyard house and find more stories about our family." Xu Mingjie took a deep breath and admired Xiaofang's discovery.

Xiaofang continued, "Not only that, Grandpa. I also found some handwritten letters and notes among these old objects. Although they are a bit incomplete, perhaps we can trace back some valuable information." She took out an old diary, on which were placed several old letters and some yellowed manuscripts.

Xu Mingjie gently flipped through these ancient papers, which recorded the trivial matters and feelings of some family members in those days. These handwritings seemed to jump in the long river of time, bringing him back to that era.

"These letters and manuscripts seem to be very valuable. I think we can ask professional historians and document scholars to help us interpret these materials, and perhaps discover more things we don't know." Xu Mingjie's eyes revealed a kind of anticipation and excitement. He hopes to uncover more mysteries in the family history through these clues.

Xiaofang nodded and said softly, "Yes, Grandpa. I have contacted some professional scholars and researchers who are willing to participate in our research. I think with their help, we can restore these stories one by one and make the history of the Siheyuan more rich and specific."

Just as the two were immersed in their exploration of the family history, they suddenly heard hurried footsteps and low voices outside. Xu Mingjie and Xiaofang exchanged glances and both felt something was wrong.

"Grandpa, listen... there seems to be some movement outside." Xiaofang looked at Xu Mingjie vigilantly. She knew that although this courtyard was peaceful, the turmoil in the outside world would often affect here.