Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

Days like this passed by, and Li Xiangqian's body gradually became exhausted from running between the grain store and the factory. But he still persisted because he knew that his efforts were worth it. Although life was difficult, the smiles of his family were his greatest motivation.

One day, Li Xiangqian felt dizzy after finishing work at the factory. He held on to the wall, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. He knew that his body had reached its limit, but he couldn't fall down. He leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and waited quietly for the dizziness to pass.

When Wang Chunfang returned home, she noticed her husband's fatigue and said distressedly, "Xiang Qian, you can't work so hard. If you continue like this, your body will collapse."

Li Xiangqian forced a smile: "I'm fine, Chunfang, we have to find a way to get through this difficult time."

Wang Chunfang's eyes flashed with tears. She knew her husband's painstaking efforts, but she also knew the consequences of this. She gently held Li Xiangqian's hand and said firmly: "Xiangqian, no matter how difficult it is, we will face it together."

Li Xiangqian nodded, feeling warm in his heart. The couple depended on each other, and this tenacious relationship filled him with strength. He knew that no matter how difficult the days were, as long as they worked together, they would be able to usher in light.

Several months passed, and Li Xiangqian and his family still persisted in their difficult life. Although food was still scarce, they could finally make ends meet. Although Li Xiangqian was physically exhausted, his heart was still full of hope.

One day, after finishing work at the grain store, Li Xiangqian suddenly received an unexpected message. It turned out that the city decided to reward some outstanding employees, and Li Xiangqian got this rare opportunity because of his outstanding performance at the grain store. This reward was not only material, but also a recognition of his hard work.

Li Xiangqian felt delighted, knowing that this was the greatest recognition of his perseverance. He returned home and told Wang Chunfang and the children the good news. The house was filled with laughter that he had not heard for a long time, and Li Xiangqian felt a long-lost sense of satisfaction.

However, the hardships of life did not end there. With the arrival of winter, the weather became colder and colder, and the supply of food became more and more scarce. Li Xiangqian and his family still persisted in the difficulties, running around for a living every day.

On a cold night, Li Xiangqian and Wang Chunfang lay in bed, listening to the howling wind outside. Li Xiangqian gently hugged his wife and felt her shivering body. This winter seemed particularly cold.

"Chunfang, we must hold on." Li Xiangqian whispered, his voice full of determination.

Wang Chunfang snuggled in his arms and nodded: "Move forward, no matter how difficult it is, we will go on together."

Li Xiangqian felt warm, and he knew that he was not alone. No matter how difficult the days were, as long as his family was by his side, he had the courage to face everything. He gently kissed Wang Chunfang's forehead and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the days ahead would be better.

The next morning, Li Xiangqian got up as usual and prepared to start a new day. He knew that the road ahead was still full of challenges, but he was not afraid. No matter how difficult life was, he would stick to it because he knew that his family was his greatest motivation.

Li Xiangqian woke up in the morning haze. The gray sky outside the window seemed to reflect the heaviness in his heart. He rubbed his eyes vigorously to dispel the fatigue in his heart, and slowly sat up from the bed. The cold air made him shiver. This winter seemed to be colder than in previous years, as if it wanted to freeze his will as well.

Li Xiangqian got dressed and walked into the kitchen, where he saw Wang Chunfang busy preparing breakfast. The steam from the pot filled the small kitchen, bringing a touch of warmth. On the table were a few pickles and a bowl of porridge, simple and plain.

"Chunfang, I may come back late today. There are some works at the factory that require overtime." Li Xiangqian tried to speak in a calm tone, but he felt a heavy feeling in his heart.

Wang Chunfang looked back at him, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, but she quickly restrained her emotions, smiled and nodded: "Okay, Xiang Qian, you should also take care of your body and don't be too tired."

Li Xiangqian nodded silently, knowing his wife's worries. He hurriedly finished his breakfast, put on a thick cotton jacket, rode his old bicycle, and rushed to the grain store in the cold wind.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and the cold wind whistled past his ears. Li Xiangqian felt as if he was wrapped in a cold world, and the feeling of depression in his heart became stronger and stronger. There was already a long line in front of the grain store, and people's faces were full of anxiety and helplessness. Li Xiangqian took a deep breath, pushed the door and walked into the store, and started a busy day.

Today's food supply is still tight, and everyone can only get a limited amount of food. Li Xiangqian weighed and calculated in his mind, trying to make sure everyone can get a little, even if it is a little, it is better than nothing. Some people in the team began to get impatient, and quarrels broke out one after another. Li Xiangqian could only try to appease them, but he felt a kind of powerless fatigue in his heart.

"Master Li, please give us a little more. We can hardly make ends meet." A middle-aged woman said anxiously, tears in her eyes.

Li Xiangqian smiled bitterly and tried to speak in a gentle tone: "Sister, it's really not possible. Everyone's quota is fixed and everyone is equally nervous. Please be patient. When the supply is larger next time, I will definitely give you more."

The middle-aged woman sighed helplessly, took the little bit of food, and left silently. Li Xiangqian looked at her back and felt a pang of pain in his heart. This feeling of powerlessness was like a huge rock, pressing him so hard that he couldn't breathe.

After a busy day, Li Xiangqian dragged his tired body to the factory. The work in the factory was even more arduous than he had imagined. In the cold workshop, the roar of the machines was deafening. Li Xiangqian gritted his teeth and forced himself to persevere. Every move and every operation seemed to consume his last bit of strength.

It was late at night, and Li Xiangqian finally finished his work in the factory and walked out of the workshop with heavy steps. The cold wind outside was even more fierce, and fine snowflakes were floating in the sky. Li Xiangqian rode his bicycle and slowly moved forward in the wind and snow. The lights on the street were dim, casting long shadows on the snow.

When he got home, Wang Chunfang was already waiting for him. Seeing her husband's tired look, she walked up to him with concern and said softly, "Go forward, wash up quickly and warm yourself up."