Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

Then, he started sowing seeds. This is a job that requires patience and skill, especially for those new varieties. Li Xiangqian followed the instructions of the old farmer and carefully pressed each seed into the predetermined position, ensuring that they had enough space and nutrients. His movements were slow and orderly, and he felt an inexplicable expectation when each seed fell to the ground.

After the sowing was finished, Li Xiangqian finally breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the field where hope had been planted, he felt a sense of satisfaction he had never felt before. This piece of land was no longer just the carrier of his life, but the last battlefield for him to fight against the future. Although the future was uncertain, he was still full of confidence.

A few days later, Li Xiangqian got up early and went to the field to check the situation. He found that several seeds planted had begun to sprout, and the tender green seedlings poked their heads out of the soil, as if welcoming the sunshine. Watching the birth of these new lives, Li Xiangqian felt extremely happy. He squatted down and gently stroked the seedlings, as if stroking his own hope. As the crops in the field gradually grew taller, Li Xiangqian's mood changed accordingly. He would go to the field every day and carefully observe the growth of each plant, for fear of missing any details. Sometimes he would squat on the ground, staring at the crops for a long time, thinking about how they would grow. Whenever he saw them growing vigorously, his heart would be filled with an indescribable comfort.

However, Li Xiangqian also understood that planting was never smooth sailing. He began to worry about weather changes, pest attacks, and whether the new varieties could really adapt to the land. He kept reminding himself to stay calm, but the anxiety in his heart never went away. He knew clearly that if there was a problem with these crops, he would face greater losses.

Li Xiangqian did not let these anxieties affect his daily work. On the contrary, he became more diligent and worked hard in the fields every day, watering, fertilizing, and weeding. He did not dare to slack off in any link. Whenever he felt tired, the fruitful fields would always appear in his mind, motivating him to keep going.

One day, Li Xiangqian was busy in the field when he heard a familiar sound of footsteps in the distance. It was Uncle Liu, an old neighbor in the town. Uncle Liu was an old farmer in his sixties who had worked on the land all his life and had a unique understanding of crops.

"Xiang Qian, I see you've been very busy these days. How's the work in the fields going?" Uncle Liu walked closer with a smile, his eyes full of concern.

"Uncle Liu, you're here." Li Xiangqian stopped what he was doing, wiped the sweat off his face, and replied, "I just planted some new varieties and am watching them grow."

Uncle Liu nodded, walked to the edge of the field, and carefully looked at the newly grown seedlings. He stroked his chin, as if thinking about something. After a moment, he turned to look at Li Xiangqian, "Young man, farming is a science. It not only requires experience, but also depends on the weather and location. The seeds you chose are good, but you have to be careful. If the weather changes, you have to be prepared in advance."

Li Xiangqian nodded seriously, he understood the deep meaning of Grandpa Liu's words. In the past few years, the climate has been unpredictable, and he dare not take it lightly. Every experienced farmer knows that a small change in the weather may affect the entire harvest. I have always remembered your teachings, and I dare not take my eyes off the fields, and I keep an eye on them every day. "Li Xiangqian said, with a hint of firmness in his tone.

Li Xiangqian was chatting with Uncle Liu about planting in the field when he suddenly heard a dog barking in the distance. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a familiar figure walking towards him. It was Xu Damao, a famous "idler" in the town. He had nothing to do on weekdays and always wandered around the village with his dog.

Xu Damao walked very fast, and the big dog beside him barked and rushed forward, obviously curious about the movement in the field. Li Xiangqian suddenly felt uneasy, because he knew that the dog had a bad temper and often got into trouble in the village.

"Li Xiangqian! What are you busy with?" Xu Damao shouted from afar, with a hint of amusement in his tone. He obviously disapproved of Li Xiangqian's hard work and felt that such busyness was meaningless.

Li Xiangqian frowned and replied, "I'm working on the farm, Brother Damao, what's up?"

Xu Damao had already approached, and the dog followed him. When the big dog saw Li Xiangqian, a fierce light flashed in its eyes, and it suddenly quickened its pace and rushed straight towards him. Li Xiangqian was caught off guard and was pounced on by the dog. He stumbled and fell backwards, landing heavily on the ground.

"Ouch!" Li Xiangqian fell to the ground, his elbow hitting the hard soil, and he grimaced in pain. Before he could get up, the dog came up to him, opening its mouth wide and baring its teeth, as if warning him not to act rashly.

"Xu Damao! Take care of your dog!" Uncle Liu hurried forward, stood in front of Li Xiangqian, and shouted angrily. Although he was old, his voice was still loud and full of majesty.

Seeing this, Xu Damao, instead of apologizing, smiled and said slowly: "Oh, Li Xiangqian, why are you so careless? My dog ​​just likes to play and has no bad intentions." He said the words in a light-hearted manner, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes, and it was obvious that he deliberately let the dog make trouble.

Li Xiangqian endured the pain and got up from the ground, his face pale. He stared at Xu Damao, feeling angry and helpless. He knew that Xu Damao always loved to stir up trouble, and he had been keeping a low profile for many years and didn't want to confront him head-on. But today's incident made him feel very uncomfortable, and he felt that he had been wronged for no reason.

"Xu Damao, dogs shouldn't run around freely. If you don't take good care of it, who will be responsible if something happens?" Li Xiangqian spoke calmly, but there was a hint of barely perceptible anger in his eyes.

Xu Damao shrugged and said with a smile: "Oh, it's not that serious. We are all from the same village. Why take it so seriously? It's just a fall. Just go back and apply some medicine." After that, he whistled, and the dog immediately put away its fierce look and retreated back to his side obediently.

Seeing this, Uncle Liu's face turned even uglier. He knew that Xu Damao relied on his family's background to bully others, and the villagers were reluctant to deal with him. But he acted like a rogue in front of Li Xiangqian today, which was really infuriating. Aren't you afraid that the villagers will be disappointed by doing this? Everyone is busy farming, but you are making a fuss here, how can you be disgraceful! "Uncle Liu continued to speak with anger.