Siheyuan: Tathagata's Palm suppresses the entire courtyard!

Xu Mingjie took the duck meat, looked at her gratefully, and nodded. The tacit understanding between the two of them did not require much words to feel each other's thoughts and care.

The dinner was quiet and warm. The dishes on the table were slowly tasted. The two exchanged some light-hearted topics about daily life and work from time to time. Xu Mingjie occasionally told some interesting stories in the studio, and Qin Jingru shared some small interesting stories in life. The laughter and warmth between them filled the whole room.

After dinner, Qin Jingru cleared the table and brought a pot of tea. They sat down in the living room and continued to chat about some daily topics. Qin Jingru asked about his recent progress in painting, and Xu Mingjie patiently explained some of his creative ideas and sources of inspiration. He found that through communication with Qin Jingru, his ideas became clearer and more specific.

Time passed quietly, and the moonlight shone through the window, illuminating their conversation and smiles. Xu Mingjie felt a long-lost sense of relaxation and tranquility, and this warm family atmosphere made him feel extremely cherished and warm.

"Mingjie, have you ever thought about going home recently?" Qin Jingru asked softly. She knew that he had a deep attachment to his hometown and family.

Xu Mingjie was silent for a moment, thinking about her question. He recalled the small city in his hometown, the quiet countryside and the blue sky and white clouds. His parents still lived there. Although they had not been back for a long time, they were always his concern and a solid support.

"Well, I do miss them a little bit." Xu Mingjie said frankly, "Maybe I can find some time to go back and see them recently, and relax myself at the same time."

Qin Jingru gently held his hand and said softly: "They will be very happy. You work so hard, you should have a good rest."

They exchanged their feelings and care for each other in the warmth of the family, and every silence and conversation made them understand and get closer to each other. Xu Mingjie felt an incomparable happiness and satisfaction. He knew that having someone who supported and understood him so much was the most precious wealth in his life.

The next morning, Xu Mingjie woke up from his dream. The sun shone through the curtains into the bedroom, warm and bright. He got up gently, opened the window, and the fresh morning breeze blew in his face, with a hint of flower and grass scent. The green plants in the yard swayed in the sun, and everything seemed particularly peaceful and beautiful.

He recalled the conversation and interaction with Qin Jingru last night, and an inexplicable peace and satisfaction surged in his heart. Home is where he relaxes and restores his energy, and Qin Jingru is an indispensable part of his life. He realized that no matter where he is, the warmth and care of home remain the same.

Walking out of the bedroom, he smelled the aroma of breakfast and knew that Qin Jingru had started to get busy. He opened the door and saw Qin Jingru preparing breakfast in the kitchen, frying eggs and toasting bread. Everything was in order and warm.

"Good morning, Mingjie." Qin Jingru turned around and showed a gentle smile, "How did you sleep?"

Xu Mingjie smiled and replied, "Very good, thank you. Last night's dinner was delicious."

Qin Jingru put the fried eggs and bread on a plate and brought them to the dining table. The two sat down and began to enjoy breakfast. There were fresh fruits, fragrant coffee and orange juice on the table. Everything seemed so harmonious and perfect.

"Do you have any plans for today?" Qin Jingru took a sip of coffee and asked with concern.

Xu Mingjie thought for a moment and said, "I plan to go to the studio today and prepare some new creations. I can also record my thoughts from last night."

Qin Jingru nodded and said in agreement: "Good idea, your recent works are all excellent, it would be better if you spend more time focusing on creation."

They ate breakfast and chatted about trivial matters such as family, work and life. This relaxed and comfortable atmosphere made Xu Mingjie feel really happy. He was grateful and knew how lucky he was to have such a warm and harmonious family.

After breakfast, Xu Mingjie prepared to go out to the studio. He put on his convenient work clothes, picked up his painting tools and notebook, and prepared to leave. Qin Jingru saw him to the door and gently said, "Remember to be safe. If you need any help, just let me know."

"Okay, I will. You should also make sure to rest and don't get too tired." Xu Mingjie turned around and said to her with a smile.

"Don't worry, I know my limits." Qin Jingru patted his shoulder gently and wished him a safe journey.

Xu Mingjie walked out of the courtyard and set foot on the road to the studio. The sky was clear blue, and the breeze blew across his face, and he felt an extremely fresh and uplifting feeling. The neighborhood where the studio was located was quiet and ancient, and the old shops and alleys on the street retained some of the flavor and historical traces of old Beijing.

Arriving at the studio, he opened the door and was greeted by the familiar smell of paint and canvas. This was his creative world, and every inch of the space was filled with the atmosphere of art and his thoughts. He began to organize his painting tools, ready to start a new day of work.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. It was Lou Xiao'e. She walked in with a smile on her face, full of energy and vigor.

"Mingjie, good morning!" Lou Xiao'e greeted excitedly, "I heard from Jingru last night that you had a good meal, so I came to see you this morning."

Xu Mingjie smiled and greeted her warmly: "Sister Lou, you are here, come in and sit down. I am just about to start some new creations, and I have some ideas I want to share with you."

Lou Xiao'e walked up to him and asked with concern: "How is your recent creative progress? Do you have any new inspiration?"

Xu Mingjie began to introduce her to his recent works, talking about the stories and creative concepts behind each painting. Lou Xiaoe listened carefully, expressing her own views and suggestions from time to time. Xu Mingjie deeply admired and appreciated her understanding and enthusiasm for art.

They sat in the studio, the sun was shining outside the window, but the studio was filled with silence and the atmosphere of creation. Xu Mingjie picked up the brush and began to sketch a new concept on the canvas, and every stroke was filled with his profound experience of life and art.

In the afternoon, they decided to put down their brushes for a while and go to a nearby teahouse. After walking out of the studio and through the bustling crowds on the street, they came to a traditional teahouse.

Inside the teahouse, the warm yellow light set off the elegance of the old-fashioned furniture, and there were some ancient paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls. They chose a seat by the window and sat down. The waiter brought them fragrant tea and snacks, and they began to chat.