Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

"Thank you, boss." Li Xiangqian thanked him, took the bag full of fruits, and felt a long-lost sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Li Xiangqian returned to the courtyard with a full load of fruits. The breeze blew on his face and the sunset dyed every corner of the courtyard red. He put the fruits on the table one by one, feeling full of anticipation and ease. He likes to make fruit salad, which is not only delicious, but also can relax people and relieve a day's fatigue.

Li Xiangqian washed the fruit, cut it into appropriate pieces, and put them into a large bowl. As he cut the fruit, he thought about the next task, and his inner irritability was gradually replaced by a sense of peace. At this time, the kitchen was filled with the fragrance of fruit, as if even the air had become sweet.

"I must do better this time than last time," Li Xiangqian said to himself, with a gleam of anticipation in his eyes. He was not completely confident in his fruit-scooping skills, but every time he tried, he felt more fun and a sense of accomplishment.

After the fruit was cut, Li Xiangqian decided to add some honey and lemon juice to enhance the flavor. The sweetness of honey and the sourness of lemon intertwined to form a unique taste. He carefully poured honey evenly on the fruit, then squeezed in a few drops of lemon juice and stirred it evenly. The whole process made him feel deeply relaxed, as if all these tedious tasks were no longer important, and were replaced by a simple and pure happiness.

At this time, Xu Damao walked into the courtyard and saw Li Xiangqian busy in the kitchen. He smiled and said hello: "Xiangqian, you are busy. Are you making fruit salad today? It smells so good."

Li Xiangqian turned around and saw Xu Damao, with a smile on his face: "Yes, Damao. I just happened to have some free time today, so I wanted to make something delicious for myself. You can try it too."

Xu Damao nodded, walked into the kitchen, stood beside Li Xiangqian, and watched him stir the fruit skillfully: "That's great. I just want to relax. The recent work is really tiring."

Li Xiangqian scooped the prepared fruit into a bowl and handed it to Xu Damao: "Here, try it. See how I did this time."

Xu Damao took the bowl, took a sip, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "Wow, it's really delicious. The fruit is fresh and the taste is just right. The combination of honey and lemon is really wonderful."

Li Xiangqian was filled with joy. Seeing Xu Damao's comments, he felt that his efforts had paid off. They sat together in the yard, enjoying the sweet fruit salad, and gradually relaxed.

"What do you think we should do with the current situation?" Xu Damao asked while eating fruit salad, with some concern in his eyes.

Li Xiangqian pondered for a moment and replied, "We need to find a solution to the problem as soon as possible. I have already made a plan. We will go to the market again tomorrow and try to find a suitable supplier."

Xu Damao nodded, with a hint of encouragement in his eyes: "Yes, we can definitely solve these problems. Although the current situation is not ideal, we can still find a way out through hard work."

Li Xiangqian took a deep breath and felt a sense of peace and confidence. He knew that although the challenges ahead still existed, as long as he remained calm and persevered, he and Xu Damao would be able to overcome them. Their friendship and cooperation made him feel less alone and filled him with more hope and expectations for the days ahead.

As night fell, the courtyard became quiet. Li Xiangqian and Xu Damao sat in the courtyard, enjoying the cool evening breeze and sweet fruit salad. Their conversation was relaxed and pleasant, as if the worries and troubles of the day were left behind. Li Xiangqian's heart was full of gratitude and satisfaction. He knew that despite the constant challenges in life, with the company and support of his friends, he could always find the strength to cope.

As the night deepened, the lights in the courtyard looked warm and soft under the moonlight. Li Xiangqian and Xu Damao enjoyed a quiet time in the courtyard, the sweet taste of the fruit salad still lingering in their mouths. They talked a lot about future planting plans and shared their insights and suggestions. The relaxation and pleasure during this period made Li Xiangqian feel a long-lost tranquility, but he did not realize that this tranquility was about to be broken by a small accident.

The next morning, Li Xiangqian decided to check the remaining fruits, especially the bags of apples that he had not used up. His purpose was to make sure that there were no problems with the fruits during storage, so as not to affect future use. However, when he opened the door of the refrigerator where the fruits were stored, he found something disappointing.

He took out a few apples from the refrigerator and prepared to check them. As soon as he took them in his hand, Li Xiangqian smelled a strange smell. He frowned and examined the apples carefully. He found that brown spots had begun to appear on the surface of these apples, and they felt a little soft. He couldn't help but feel anxious, and he knew that these apples had begun to deteriorate.

Li Xiangqian felt a deep sense of helplessness in his heart. He gently put the apples on the table and looked down at the bad apples. Every spoiled apple seemed to remind him that he would still encounter such setbacks in his continuous efforts.

"Why is this happening again?" he muttered to himself, with a hint of frustration and confusion in his voice.

At this moment, Xu Damao walked into the kitchen and saw Li Xiangqian's serious face. He hurriedly asked, "Xiangqian, what's wrong? You look a little unhappy."

Li Xiangqian sighed and pointed at the spoiled apples: "These apples are bad. I was thinking of using these fruits to make more fruit salad, but now it seems that I have to go to the market to buy fresh apples again."

Xu Damao walked closer and carefully examined the rotten apples, frowning: "These apples are indeed rotten. It seems that we didn't do our best when storing them. It may be that the temperature in the refrigerator is unstable, or they have been stored for too long."

Li Xiangqian nodded, feeling a little helpless: "Yes, I can't think of any other reason. These apples were all good when I picked them before, but now this has happened."

Xu Damao looked at Li Xiangqian with some encouragement in his eyes: "Although the current situation is not ideal, we can still adjust the storage method to prevent this from happening again. Most importantly, we can go to the market again to pick some fresh fruits."