Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

"People who waste food should be made to feel the pain of not having enough to eat." Li Xiangqian couldn't help but think of He Yuzhu's words. That day, in the corner of the yard, Li Xiangqian overheard He Yuzhu talking to a few friends. He Yuzhu said to the group of people with a relaxed look: "Who cares about the food? Anyway, everyone has food to eat. Just have some food to play with so that you won't starve to death."

When he heard these words, Li Xiangqian suddenly felt a strong anger in his heart. How could he say that? These words seemed like a knife, piercing Li Xiangqian's heart directly, making him unbearable. This kind of indifference and lack of appreciation for food is simply a trampling on all hard work! Li Xiangqian has always felt that although his life is ordinary, he has never lost his respect for life. Every grain of food is the result of countless people's hard work, and is the accumulation of sweat and time. However, He Yuzhu said such chilling words lightly without caring.

"He's just a guy who eats too much." Li Xiangqian thought to himself. He was angry not only because of He Yuzhu's casualness, but also because he always believed that his cherishment of food was not the only choice - but in He Yuzhu, he could not see any respect for life, only a kind of indifference to simple things and contempt for material things. This made Li Xiangqian feel frustrated.

That day, Li Xiangqian walked into the yard, wanting to talk to He Yuzhu and find an opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction. However, when he walked to the center of the yard, he saw He Yuzhu and a group of people gathered together, laughing and playing with a few grains of rice scattered on the ground. He Yuzhu picked up a grain of rice and deliberately threw it high up, as if throwing away a worthless little object, and then laughed as he watched the rice grain fall to the ground.

At that moment, Li Xiangqian felt as if he was in another world. He stood there, his eyes dull, feeling that he was drowned by an inexplicable anger. He had never hated He Yuzhu so much, this partner who had spent countless times with him. Today's actions seemed to have made all the distance and strangeness even greater. There was no rational voice in his heart, only anger and dissatisfaction, as if this emotion rose from the bottom of his heart, pressing him to the point that he could hardly breathe.

He didn't know when he had approached He Yuzhu and the others and stood behind them. He Yuzhu didn't seem to notice his approach and was still teasing the grains of rice, as if he was playing with something unimportant. Li Xiangqian took a deep breath and finally couldn't help but speak.

"He Yuzhu, do you like wasting food so much?" Li Xiangqian's voice was trembling, but the anger in it was clearly visible. All the emotions finally burst out, like a flood bursting through a dam, rushing towards him.

He Yuzhu turned his head and glanced at him, with a relaxed smile on his face, as if he was not aware of Li Xiangqian's anger. "Hey, what's wrong, Xiangqian? Why are you so nervous about these little things? Everyone can eat enough, and the food is not bad, so why do you care so much?"

Li Xiangqian's heartbeat quickened. He took a deep breath and felt that he was about to lose control. "You don't care about this? Do you know how many people have gone through so much hardship for these grains of rice?" He almost squeezed out his words through his teeth, and every word was heavy.

He Yuzhu still had that nonchalant smile on his face, seemingly unaware of Li Xiangqian's anger. He shrugged and replied casually, "Okay, okay, don't be so nervous. Everyone is full. There's no need to be too serious."

Li Xiangqian felt that his anger was getting worse and he could not suppress it. He had never thought of being so angry at someone, but at this moment, he found that he could not forgive He Yuzhu's frivolity and indifference.

"You don't understand at all!" Li Xiangqian almost yelled, "You don't understand at all, this is not just a matter of a few grains of rice! Don't you think that by doing this, you are not even taking seriously what others have worked hard to earn?"

Several friends around him began to whisper, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. He Yuzhu's smile gradually faded, and he looked at Li Xiangqian, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, but more of it was contempt.

"Okay, okay, if you don't like it, then don't like it. I didn't say you have to do it this way." He Yuzhu curled his lips, obviously not wanting to continue the argument. "Why are you so excited? It's just a few grains of rice. Why do you have to be so serious about it?"

Li Xiangqian felt a nameless anger surging in his chest. He knew that no matter what he said, He Yuzhu's attitude would not change. His disregard for resources and his indifference to the details of life were like an invisible knife, cutting a deep rift between him and He Yuzhu.

"Don't talk to me anymore." Li Xiangqian said coldly, turned and walked to the other side of the yard, with only heavy anger left in his heart.

He Yuzhu was stunned for a moment, then just shrugged, as if he didn't care about Li Xiangqian's anger. The friends around him didn't say anything more, just laughed softly and watched Li Xiangqian leave.

Li Xiangqian walked out of the courtyard, feeling heavy-hearted, his mind filled with anger towards He Yuzhu. He could not help but think over and over again about what had just happened, wondering if he was too excited, if he had unconsciously magnified those trivial things. However, every time he recalled He Yuzhu's dismissive attitude, his mood became even heavier.

At this moment, Li Xiangqian's mood was like a pool of turbid water, unable to clear up. The anger and powerlessness were entangled together and could not be dispersed for a long time. He knew that he was not good at arguing with others, especially with friends like He Yuzhu. The friendship in the past made him hesitant, but now, the disappointment in his heart became heavier, as if he could hardly breathe.

He walked into the house and pushed open the door to the yard. The light from the house shone on him, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked something. He walked into the kitchen with heavy steps. His wife Lin Xue was standing by the window sill, lowering her head to sort out some things. When she saw him come in, she showed a gentle smile on her face, "You're back? Why are you so late?"

Li Xiangqian pulled the corners of his mouth and tried to force a smile, but found that he had no way to calm his inner turmoil. "Well, something delayed me." He answered briefly, and stopped at the kitchen door. His eyes unconsciously swept across the table beside her and found some food bags piled on it. They looked like some grains. Looking closely, he could see several opened grain bags, and the grains inside were neatly packed.