Siheyuan: Mastery started in the 50s

Wang Qiang shook his head and said firmly: "I don't want to be the focus of everyone's conflict. We need to find a new way to solve the problem instead of just fighting. I hope you can understand my idea."

He Yuzhu looked at Wang Qiang, with a hint of appreciation and thought in his eyes. He knew that Wang Qiang was right, and his previous straightforward approach might not be the best solution in the current environment.

"Okay, since you said so, let's try your method." He Yuzhu nodded, with a hint of compromise and understanding in his tone.

Wang Qiang felt relieved, knowing that his relationship with He Yuzhu was still strong, but he had to be more careful in dealing with other people in the courtyard. He decided to take the initiative to contact the neighbors, understand their ideas and needs, try to avoid conflicts, and find a balanced way.

So, in the next few days, Wang Qiang began to take the initiative to greet his neighbors, participate in activities in the yard, and try to integrate into the community. Whenever someone raised opinions or dissatisfaction, he would listen patiently and try to find solutions instead of directly refuting or confronting.

One evening, Wang Qiang was playing with the children in the yard when he heard someone calling his name from behind. He turned around and saw that it was Qin Huairu. Her expression was still a little serious, but her tone was not as sharp as before.

"Wang Qiang, do you have time? I want to talk to you." Qin Huairu said, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone.

Wang Qiang nodded, motioned for the children to go play first, then walked to Qin Huairu and said, "Sister Qin, tell me what you want to say."

Qin Huairu hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "I thought about what happened before, and it was a bit too much. In fact, I am just a little worried about the child's study and rest. I hope you can understand."

Wang Qiang smiled, nodded and said, "I understand, Sister Qin, the child's matter is indeed important. I will try my best not to disturb your life."

Qin Huairu's expression softened after hearing this. "Thank you, Wang Qiang. Actually, you just came back, and everyone needs to adapt. I hope we can live in peace."

Wang Qiang felt warm in his heart and nodded, saying, "Of course, we are all neighbors. If there are any problems, we can solve them together."

Qin Huairu smiled and turned away. Wang Qiang looked at her from behind, and a sense of accomplishment welled up in his heart. He knew that he was slowly finding a way to balance himself and truly integrate into this courtyard and become a part of it.

Wang Qiang's life in the courtyard is gradually getting back on track, but he knows that he needs more efforts to truly integrate into the community. He heard that Xu Damao in the courtyard had recently lost his job and was living a somewhat tight life. Wang Qiang remembered that Xu Damao used to be a very capable person, and now that he was in trouble, he wanted to help.

One morning, Wang Qiang saw Xu Damao sitting in a corner in the yard with a sad face, holding a worn-out pipe and taking a puff from time to time. Wang Qiang walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Damo, what's wrong? What's bothering you?"

Xu Damao looked up at Wang Qiang and forced a smile. "Oh, nothing. I'm just a little short of money recently and can't find a suitable job."

Wang Qiang suddenly thought of a solution. He knew that a tofu shop owner nearby was hiring people to sell tofu. Although it was not an easy job, it was better than having nothing to do. He sat down and started chatting with Xu Damao.

"Da Mao, I heard that the nearby tofu shop is hiring. Are you interested in trying it out?" Wang Qiang asked straight to the point.

Xu Damao was stunned for a moment, and seemed a little hesitant. "Selling tofu? I've never done this before, I don't know if it's possible."

Wang Qiang smiled and patted his shoulder. "Don't underestimate selling tofu. Although it's hard work, as long as you are willing to work hard, the income is still good. Besides, I know the boss and can help you get in touch with him first."

Xu Damao lowered his head and pondered for a while, and finally nodded, "Okay, I don't have any better choice now, so let's give it a try."

Wang Qiang was relieved when Xu Damao agreed. He knew that this was just a beginning, but he felt satisfied to help Xu Damao out of the predicament. The next morning, he took Xu Damao to the tofu shop and met the owner, Lao Li.

"Lao Li, this is my friend Xu Damao. He is looking for a job recently and I would like to recommend him to sell tofu here." Wang Qiang introduced.

Old Li looked at Xu Damao and nodded, "Okay, as long as he is willing to work, I am short of manpower here."

Xu Damao was a little embarrassed, but he still said, "Lao Li, I have never done this job, but I will definitely work hard to learn it and will never cause you any trouble."

Old Li smiled and said, "Okay, young man, as long as you are motivated, the work in a tofu shop is not difficult. As long as you are willing to learn, you will be able to get started quickly."

So Xu Damao started his journey of selling tofu. In the first few days, he was not used to it and was in a hurry, often messing up the tofu. But he did not give up. He went to the tofu shop early every day and studied the techniques of making and selling the tofu seriously.

Wang Qiang would visit Xu Damao from time to time to cheer him up. Every time he saw him busy in the tofu shop, Wang Qiang felt very relieved. He knew that Xu Damao was getting out of trouble step by step, and his help was not in vain.

After a few months, Xu Damao gradually got the hang of it. Not only did he sell tofu well, but he also won the favor of many repeat customers. Old Li was also very satisfied with his performance and often praised him for his diligence and ability.

One evening, Xu Damao brought a piece of freshly made tofu back to the courtyard and gave it to Wang Qiang to taste. He walked to Wang Qiang's house and knocked on the door.

"Wang Qiang, this is the tofu I made myself, please try it." Xu Damao said with a smile, his eyes full of confidence and satisfaction.

Wang Qiang took the tofu and felt Xu Damao's sincerity. He smiled and said, "Da Mao, you are the mainstay of the tofu shop now. This tofu must be delicious."

Xu Damao scratched his head embarrassedly, "Thank you for your encouragement. If it weren't for you, I don't know what to do."

Wang Qiang patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "We are friends, and it is only natural for us to help each other. You are doing very well now, and I believe you will do even better in the future."

Xu Damao nodded, his heart full of gratitude and confidence. He knew that Wang Qiang was not only his friend, but also the pillar that helped him stand up again in difficult times.

Wang Qiang sat in the room, silently tasting the tofu brought by Xu Damao, but his heart was full of thoughts.