Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

"How much is this hen?" Li Xiangqian asked.

The stall owner smiled and said, "This chicken is well-raised. 15 yuan is not expensive."

Li Xiangqian nodded. Although he was a little hesitant, he gritted his teeth and took out the money when he thought of his family and Xiaobao. After getting the chicken, he carefully wrapped it in a sack and prepared to take it home.

On the way home, Li Xiangqian's mood became complicated. On the one hand, he felt a little uneasy because the family had less money; on the other hand, he was full of expectations, hoping that the chicken could bring more food and hope to the family.

After returning home, Li Xiangqian placed the chicken in the yard and built a simple chicken coop with wooden boards. He felt relieved as he watched the hen peeking out in the new environment. This chicken was not only a new hope, but also a promise he made to his family.

Zhang Cuihua and Xiaobao were very happy to see the chickens. Xiaobao walked around the chicken coop and said excitedly, "Dad, we have chickens now! Will we have eggs to eat every day from now on?"

Li Xiangqian touched Xiaobao's head and said with a smile: "Yes, Xiaobao, we can eat fresh eggs in the future."

Zhang Cuihua also came over, her eyes full of expectation, "Xiang Qian, this chicken looks really good. I hope it can adapt to the new environment quickly and lay eggs for us."

As the days passed, Li Xiangqian would get up early every morning to feed the hens, and he felt extremely satisfied watching them gradually adapt to the new environment. Finally, one morning, Li Xiangqian found a warm egg in the chicken coop. He picked up the egg carefully and felt a long-lost joy.

"Cuihua, Xiaobao, come and see, the hen has laid eggs!" Li Xiangqian shouted excitedly.

Zhang Cuihua and Xiaobao ran over and looked at the egg with smiles on their faces. Zhang Cuihua took the egg and said with emotion: "Move forward, our efforts have finally paid off."

Li Xiangqian nodded, feeling extremely relieved. Although it was just an egg, it represented hope and the future. Li Xiangqian decided to continue working hard and raise more chickens to make life better for his family.

As time went by, the hen laid an egg every day. Li Xiangqian and Zhang Cuihua would pick up the eggs every morning and make breakfast together. Xiaobao's face gradually became rosy and his body looked healthier. Li Xiangqian looked at all this and his heart was filled with satisfaction and hope.

One night, Li Xiangqian sat in the yard, looking at the starry sky, and felt extremely peaceful and satisfied. He knew that although life was still difficult, they had hope and confidence and would surely usher in a bright future.

Zhang Cuihua came over and said softly, "Xiang Qian, our lives have been much better recently, thanks to you."

Li Xiangqian held her hand and said with a smile: "This is the result of our joint efforts. As long as we unite as one, we can overcome any difficulties."

Zhang Cuihua snuggled up to him and whispered, "Xiang Qian, with you here, I'm not afraid of anything."

After working at the chicken coop for a while, Li Xiangqian walked back to the kitchen and looked at the porridge cooking in the pot. He suddenly felt the urge to eat noodles. Although they had not eaten noodles for a long time, he still remembered the chewy and smooth feeling, especially with the rich soup. The delicious taste made him swallow his saliva.

He turned to look at Zhang Cuihua and said tentatively: "Cuihua, I was thinking, it would be great if we could have a bowl of noodles."

Zhang Cuihua was stunned when she heard this, then smiled and said, "Xiang Qian, I want to eat noodles too, but there is no flour at home now, so I have to wait."

Li Xiangqian nodded. Although he was disappointed, he knew that he couldn't expect too much in the current situation. He walked into the yard, looked at the vegetable field, and thought to himself: Maybe I can go to the market in town to see if I can buy some flour.

The next morning, Li Xiangqian got up early, put on his washed-out coat, prepared some money, and went to the town market. The market was bustling with people, and all kinds of hawking sounds could be heard one after another. Li Xiangqian shuttled through the crowd, asking around for stalls selling flour.

After searching for a while, he finally found a food stall in a corner. The stall owner was a middle-aged woman. When she saw Li Xiangqian approaching, she greeted him enthusiastically: "Brother, what can you buy? I have flour, rice, and grains here."

Li Xiangqian approached the stall and saw the bags of flour. A hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes. "Big sister, how much is the flour?"

The stall owner smiled and said, "Brother, my flour is all of the best quality, two yuan per pound."

Li Xiangqian hesitated for a moment, calculating the money at home. Although it was not much, he felt that it was worth it to have a bowl of noodles. So he took out the money and bought five kilograms of flour. The stall owner put the flour into a sack and handed it to him, saying, "Brother, this flour is good stuff. Take it home and cook it well. I guarantee you will enjoy it."

Li Xiangqian took the flour, and his heart was full of anticipation. On the way home, he was in a good mood and his steps were much lighter than usual. He knew that this bag of flour was not only a delicious opportunity, but also a token of his love for his family.

After returning home, Li Xiangqian handed the flour to Zhang Cuihua. When Zhang Cuihua saw the flour, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, "Xiangqian, you bought the flour!"

Li nodded forward and said with a smile: "Yes, we can eat noodles today."

Zhang Cuihua also smiled and said, "Then I will start preparing right away."

Li Xiangqian and Zhang Cuihua were busy together. Zhang Cuihua kneaded the dough in the kitchen, then cut it into thin noodles. Li Xiangqian helped by preparing some side dishes and soup. Although their conditions were simple, every step was full of care and expectation.

At lunch time, steaming noodles were finally served on the table. Li Xiangqian looked at the bowls of fragrant noodles and felt extremely satisfied. He picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. The familiar chewy texture made him close his eyes and enjoy this long-lost delicacy.

"Xiaobao, come and eat noodles!" Zhang Cuihua called her son.

Xiaobao ran over excitedly, and when he saw the bowl of noodles, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Dad, Mom, these noodles are so delicious!"

Li Xiangqian looked at his son and smiled, "Yes, Xiaobao, eat quickly."

The family sat together and enjoyed this special lunch. Li Xiangqian looked at the satisfied smiles on his wife and son's faces and felt extremely happy. He knew that this bowl of noodles was not just food, but also a hope, a good expectation for the future.