Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

Chapter 431 Nods repeatedly

Xiaodang played a piece of music proudly, and Qin Huairu nodded repeatedly.

Under the guidance of He Yudong, Xiaodang quickly mastered the basic skills of suona and showed his amazing talent.

He Yudong: "Xiaodang, you have to practice hard in the future. I believe you will become an excellent suona player."

He Yudong encouraged Xiaodang, but Xiaodang looked full of admiration.

This corner of the courtyard, filled with music, seems to have become a hotbed for cultivating art. And He Yudong also sowed seeds of hope one after another in this corner.

Life in the courtyard is just like He Yudong's music, full of warmth and hope. In this small community, everyone is working hard to live and pursue

He Yudong lazily climbed out of bed and yawned. His cabin was filled with the pungent smell of gas, but the window outside the window was pure white. He Yudong opened his eyes wide and was surprised to see the snowflakes falling outside the window.

"Hey, there's something good to watch now!" He Yudong murmured to himself, excitedly putting on his heavy wool coat. He opened the door of the hut, and a cold wind blew in his face, but He Yudong felt a sense of freshness, as if this cold winter day had a pure beauty.

Snowflakes were flying on the streets of Sijiu City, and the city was covered with a thin layer of white gauze. He Yudong stepped on the snowflakes, making a crunching sound. He felt happy watching his footprints leaving deep marks on the snow.

"Hey, Yudong! Look how beautiful the snow is!" A neighbor excitedly patted He Yudong on the shoulder.

"Yeah, that's a good sign. Winter is coming and everything will become better." He Yudong responded with a smile.

People on the street walked out of their homes one after another and plunged into the sudden snow scene. The children were playing in the snow, fighting each other with snowballs, and laughter was floating in the air.

He Yudong looked up at the sky, feeling the coolness of the snowflakes falling on his face. He suddenly remembered a little story from his childhood.

"Have you heard of the legendary snow elves?" He Yudong approached a group of children and said mysteriously.

The children all raised their heads and looked at He Yudong with curiosity.

"Snow elves are the patron saints of winter. They have a small home in every snowflake." He Yudong said, with innocence shining in his eyes.

"Really? There are little houses in the snowflakes?" asked a little girl.

He Yudong nodded and smiled mysteriously, "Yes, if you don't believe it, you can look at this snowflake carefully and maybe you can see the snow elf's nest."

The children ran away excitedly and began to observe the snowflakes carefully. He Yudong looked at them quietly, his heart full of love for life. This winter is destined to be an unusual season.

People on the street returned home one after another, nestled in warm quilts, and enjoyed the quiet time after the snow. He Yudong also returned to his cabin, sat in front of the window, and looked at the snowy scene outside the window. Snowflakes are falling one after another, as if telling an ancient story.

Just as He Yudong was deep in thought, there was a knock on the door. He Yudong opened the door and saw a young woman holding a bouquet of red roses.

"Yudong, look at this snow scene, how beautiful it is." The woman's eyes sparkled with joy.

He Yudong smiled and invited her into the house, "Yes, this winter is really pleasant. Look, the snowflakes outside the window are like little magical worlds."

The woman smiled and handed He Yudong the bouquet of roses, "This is for you. I hope you can also feel the warmth this winter."

He Yudong took the rose, feeling warm in his heart. He looked at the woman and suddenly felt that life was full of infinite possibilities.

"Thank you, it's really beautiful." He Yudong said softly

He Yudong took back the bacon hanging from the yard. This is a gift from the countryside, a traditional flavor, exuding simplicity and fragrance.

He Yudong put the bacon on the kitchen table and couldn't help but sigh: "This bacon looks so delicious. I remember that the bacon in my hometown was excellent when I was a child."

Snowflakes were still falling outside the window, and the house was warm and peaceful. He Yudong picked up a knife and prepared to cut a piece of bacon.

At this time, his neighbor Uncle Li walked in, saw the bacon on the table, and said with a smile: "Yudong, this bacon is a specialty from my hometown, you have to taste it."

He Yudong responded with a smile: "Uncle Li, you are too polite. I am looking forward to this taste. The bacon in my hometown always brings back many good memories."

Uncle Li sat at the table, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes: "Yes, when we were children, we always looked forward to the Chinese New Year, because then we could taste the bacon cured at home. The family sat together, steaming The kitchen is filled with the strong aroma of bacon.”

He Yudong listened and felt Uncle Li's deep emotions, and couldn't help but think of his hometown: "Yes, the taste of hometown is a special emotional connection. Every bite of bacon is a story, a warm picture. "

Both of them were lost in memories of the past. Suddenly, there was a slight knock on the door. He Yudong walked to the door, opened it, and saw the property management aunt of the community.

"Yudong, this is your package. It was delivered by express just now." The property management aunt handed He Yudong a small package.

"Oh, thank you, auntie." He Yudong took the package, secretly guessing what it was.

Uncle Li asked doubtfully: "Yudong, what kind of package is it?"

He Yudong smiled and opened the package, revealing a thick photo album, "These are some photos of my hometown that I have collected. I have always wanted to organize them into an album."

Uncle Li looked through the photo album curiously and saw the scenery, characters, and some interesting moments in He Yudong's hometown. "Yudong, you are such a caring person. This photo album is a precious memoir."

He Yudong smiled and said: "Yes, every photo carries my deep longing for my hometown. And this bacon is just a way to remind me of the taste of my hometown."

Uncle Li nodded with emotion: "Sometimes, a simple piece of food can evoke the deepest emotions. Your photo album is so meaningful."

He Yudong and Uncle Li sat together, and the photos in the album became the topic of conversation. The two couldn't help but start sharing stories about their hometowns, and laughter echoed in the room.

The snowflakes outside the window are still dancing, as if adding a layer of mysterious beauty to this warm moment. On this winter afternoon, He Yudong and Uncle Li used dialogue to connect

The early morning sunlight shines through the curtains warmly and softly on He Yudong's face. He stretched gently and felt the new beginning of the day. He Yudong turned around and looked at Ran Qiuye on the bed, feeling warm in his heart.

"Qiuye, wake up, a new day has begun." He Yudong called her softly.

Ran Qiuye turned over and blocked the sun with his hands: "Well... five minutes."

He Yudong smiled and sat on the edge of the bed: "But the snow scene outside is so beautiful, you don't want to miss it."

Ran Qiuye opened her eyes, looked at He Yudong's warm smiling face, and felt grateful in her heart: "Okay, five minutes."

He Yudong gently rubbed her hair, feeling her soft hair, then sat up straight and pointed out the window: "Look, the snow scene outside is like a fairy tale world."

Ran Qiuye slowly sat up from the bed and followed He Yudong's hand to look out the window. The sight in front of her made her wake up instantly, and a beautiful scenery covered in silver appeared before her eyes.

"Wow, it's so beautiful!" Ran Qiuye said excitedly. She hurriedly put on her thick pajamas and prepared to face this beautiful morning.

He Yudong looked at her excitement with a smile: "Look, I told you a long time ago that the snow scene outside is not to be missed."

Ran Qiuye scratched his hair, with a look of disgust on his face: "Didn't you say five minutes? Why did it turn into a snow scene?"

He Yudong pursed his lips and smiled: "Hey, the snow scene is also a kind of beauty, and it is much gentler than the alarm clock."

Ran Qiuye rolled her eyes at him: "Okay, you win. But don't forget to make breakfast for me. I have to appreciate this fairy tale world."

He Yudong pulled on an apron and said jokingly: "Of course, I am a considerate and good husband."

The two of them walked into the kitchen while laughing. He Yudong took out fresh ingredients, while Ran Qiuye held a snowflake-shaped coffee cup next to him and looked at He Yudong's busy figure with a smile.

"Why, are you surprised by how early in the morning I am?" He Yudong snickered, handling the ingredients skillfully.

Ran Qiuye responded with a smile: "A little bit, but mainly because with you by my side, this winter has become warmer."

He Yudong stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her, his eyes filled with deep tenderness: "Qiuye, you know, your smile is my most beautiful scenery."

Ran Qiuye felt the sincerity in his eyes, and a warmth surged in her heart. She hugged He Yudong gently: "Fool, what you said is really touching."

The morning between the two was full of laughter and warmth. While snowflakes were falling outside the window, He Yudong and Ran Qiuye spent a beautiful morning together, as if

He Yudong opened the kitchen door and felt the strong smell of coal smoke. He put a few pieces of briquettes on the stove and lit the fire. The flames rose brightly, gradually warming the entire room.

Ran Qiuye walked out of the bedroom and saw He Yudong operating the stove. He smiled and said, "Yudong, are you up so early?"

He Yudong turned around with a smile on his face: "Yes, I want to give you a warm morning. I have already burned the stove, and I will heat up the water for you later."

Ran Qiuye's face showed a hint of relief: "What a considerate and good husband."

He Yudong handed over a comb: "Come and comb your hair quickly, the water temperature is just right."

Ran Qiuye took the comb and felt the warmth from the newly lit stove. She sat at the table and began to comb her hair, smiling and saying, "It's really cold this winter. With such a warm stove, I feel much better."