Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

"Mei Zi, everything went smoothly in the vegetable garden today, except that we haven't found our slippers yet." Li Xiangqian said as he ate, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Wang Mei sighed softly after hearing these words. "Xiang Qian, I also feel it's a bit strange. I will look carefully to see if it is in a corner of the house."

"Thank you, Meizi." Li Xiangqian looked at Wang Mei gratefully and felt a little comforted by her attentiveness and care.

After lunch, Li Xiangqian and Wang Mei searched for the slippers all over the house. They searched every corner and checked every possible place, but the slippers were still nowhere to be found. Li Xiangqian gradually became anxious. He knew that such a small matter should not affect his mood, but the disappearance of the slippers kept circling in his mind.

"Meizi, I want to go to Xiaojun's house and see if he knows something." Li Xiangqian suggested, with a determined look in his eyes.

Wang Mei nodded and said gently, "Okay, I think this might be a good idea too. Let's go check and see if Xiaojun has seen anything."

So, Li Xiangqian and Wang Mei came to Li Xiaojun's house together. The noise at the door attracted the attention of Li Xiaojun's mother, Aunt Zhang. She opened the door and saw Li Xiangqian and Wang Mei standing outside with a little surprise and curiosity on her face.

"Xiang Qian, Mei Zi, why are you here?" Aunt Zhang asked, with a trace of concern on her face.

"Aunt Zhang, good morning. We came here to see Xiaojun if he has seen my slippers." Li Xiangqian said politely with some anticipation in his heart.

Aunt Zhang was slightly stunned, then smiled, "Oh, Xiaojun did play in the yard this morning. I'll ask him to come over and take a look, maybe he can find some clues."

After a while, Li Xiaojun ran over and saw Li Xiangqian and Wang Mei, with a hint of shame and excitement on his face. "Uncle, aunt, do you have something to talk to me about?"

"Yes, Xiaojun. Have you seen my slippers? I couldn't find them this morning." Li Xiangqian's tone was gentle, but there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Li Xiaojun scratched his head and thought seriously. "I remember seeing a few slippers when I was playing in the yard this morning, but I don't know if they are yours. They seemed to be in the corner."

Li Xiangqian was excited and asked immediately, "Can you take us to see it?"

Li Xiaojun nodded and took Li Xiangqian and Wang Mei to a corner of the yard. There was indeed a pair of slippers there, hidden under a pile of grass. Li Xiangqian walked forward and checked carefully, and found that it was the slippers he had lost.

"It is indeed my slippers. Thank you, Xiaojun." Li Xiangqian smiled with satisfaction and felt a little relieved in his heart.

Aunt Zhang saw this and smiled gently. "It seems that the slippers have been found. Xiaojun, be careful when playing next time and don't touch other people's things."

Li Xiaojun nodded, a trace of apology on his face, "I understand, uncle, aunt, I'm sorry, I will pay attention next time."

When Li Xiangqian and Wang Mei returned home and saw the slippers were back with them, their anxiety gradually subsided. Although this episode made him feel a little troubled, the process of finally finding the slippers also made him feel a sense of warmth and support.

In the evening, Li Xiangqian came to the vegetable garden again and continued his work. Although the incident of losing his slippers caused him some twists and turns, he did not let these negative emotions affect his work. He knew that there would always be some small troubles in life, but these troubles would not change his love and dedication to his work.

He took a deep breath, lowered his head and began to water the plants, silently thanking those who had given him help and support. Every plant in the vegetable garden swayed gently in the evening breeze, as if sending him a warm greeting. Li Xiangqian smiled slightly, feeling a peace and satisfaction he had never felt before.

On a hot afternoon, Li Xiangqian was busy in the vegetable garden, sweating profusely. The hot weather for several days in a row made his work even more difficult. The sun shone blazingly on the earth, and the air was filled with heat waves. Li Xiangqian's forehead was already covered with sweat. He wiped it with the back of his hand, trying to relieve some of the discomfort. However, the hot weather made him feel more and more unbearable.

He bent over to turn the soil in the vegetable garden, feeling the sun above his head getting hotter and hotter, and the pain in his head gradually worsened. Every time he turned a shovel of soil, the pain in his head was like a hammer hitting him, forcing him to stop his work and take a few deep breaths. Although he tried to tell himself to persevere, the discomfort in his body made it difficult for him to concentrate.

Li Xiangqian staggered to his feet and leaned against the shade of a nearby tree. A fine layer of sweat had seeped out of his forehead, and the scene before his eyes began to become a little blurry. He gently rubbed his temples, trying to relieve the persistent pain. At the same time, he felt a surge of anxiety and uneasiness in his heart, knowing that this would not work and might put a greater burden on his body.

"What should I do? If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on." Li Xiangqian thought silently in his heart, feeling helpless and anxious. He knew that although work was important, physical health was more important.

Just when he felt helpless, Wang Mei came out of the house and saw Li Xiangqian's appearance. She immediately showed a trace of worry on her face. "Xiangqian, what's wrong with you? You don't look well."

Li Xiangqian tried to hide his headache by smiling. "Meizi, I'm fine. I just feel a little hot and have a headache."

Wang Mei walked over to him and gently stroked his forehead, feeling the heat coming from him. She immediately became anxious, "You have a heat stroke! Come into the house and take a rest. I'll get you some cool water."

Li Xiangqian felt Wang Mei's concern and was filled with gratitude, but at the same time he also felt a little guilty. He didn't want to make his family worry because of his physical discomfort. "Meizi, I'm really fine. I just need to rest for a while. Don't bother too much."

Wang Mei helped Li Xiangqian into the house without hesitation. She knew that Li Xiangqian was a very strong man, but seeing him insisting on working in such a high temperature, she felt an indescribable pain in her heart. She helped him to the bedside, asked him to sit down, and then quickly went to the kitchen and brought a pot of cold water and a wet towel.

"Xiang Qian, drink some water and wipe your face. Your health is the most important. You can put your work aside for a while." Wang Mei handed the water to Li Xiang Qian, her tone full of concern and tenderness.