Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

Back in the yard, Li Xiangqian walked straight to the abandoned potato field without stopping. He stood there, staring at the potato field that had rotted into mud, and a heavy feeling of depression surged in his heart. This piece of land was originally his greatest hope, but now, there was only wet mud and stench. But he didn't have time to think about it. Today he had to turn the land over and sow new seeds. He had no way out.

Li Xiangqian picked up the hoe and began to dig the soil. His hands were used to this kind of work, but this time, every time he dug, he felt like a stone was pressing down on his heart. Sweat soon soaked the back of his clothes, and his palms gradually became numb, but he did not stop. Perhaps, over the years, the only thing he could control was the digging in his hands - no matter what the future holds, he can at least leave his mark on this land.

As the sky gradually darkened, Li Xiangqian finally finished tilling the land. He sat on the edge of the field and looked up at the sky. The gray clouds still did not disperse. He sighed, took out the newly bought seeds, and carefully scattered them on the ground. With each seed that fell, he silently prayed in his heart, hoping that these seeds would sprout and bring life back to the land.

He knew that sowing seeds was not enough. The failure of the potato field made him realize that the land in this courtyard was no longer as good as it used to be. The water in the old well was turbid, and the soil in the courtyard seemed to have lost its former fertility. The courtyard seemed to be gradually aging, like an old man who was gradually losing his vitality, shaky and could fall down at any time.

Thinking of this, Li Xiangqian's heart tightened. He had been trying to maintain the vitality of this courtyard house over the years, but the ruthless reality forced him to face a fact: the courtyard house might not be able to hold on for much longer. But even so, he was unwilling to give up easily.

A few days later, the seeds finally sprouted. Li Xiangqian looked at the green seedlings, and a long-lost hope surged in his heart. He squatted down and gently touched the seedlings, feeling them swaying gently in the breeze, as if they were carrying some kind of life force. His heartbeat quickened a little. Although the seedlings were still very fragile, he could feel that life was returning to the land.

"Brother Xiang Qian, it's done!" Li Ergou ran over from a distance, his face full of joy, "I just looked at your land, the seeds have sprouted well, and in a few months, there will definitely be a good harvest!"

Li Xiangqian managed to force a smile, but he was not completely relaxed. Although the new seedlings were growing well, he knew that the real test was still to come. This quadrangle had already experienced too many hardships, and he did not know whether these new seedlings could grow smoothly in the coming season and withstand diseases and wind and rain. But he also knew that he had no more choices and could only move forward.

Seeing some hesitation on Li Xiangqian's face, Li Ergou advised: "Brother, don't think too much, we have to look at the bright side. This new seed is a good thing, there will be no problem. Look, our yard is not completely ruined, there is still a way out."

Li Xiangqian did not reply. His eyes fell on the new green, and his mind was full of thoughts. He did not know how long he could hold on, nor did he know whether this piece of land could produce a good harvest like in the past. But he knew in his heart that he had to hold on no matter what. He did not want his hard work over the years to go to waste, nor did he want the courtyard to lose its vitality completely.

As time went by, the seedlings grew up gradually, and Li Xiangqian's mood also eased a little bit. But he still did not completely relax his vigilance, and took good care of these seedlings every day, fearing that there would be any mistakes. He knew that this piece of land now carried not only the harvest of a few potatoes, but also all his hopes for the future.

After a few weeks, the hope brought by the new seeds began to fade. Although the growth of Li Xiangqian's field was good at one time, he always felt that something was wrong in recent days. The tender green seedlings should have been thriving, but some leaves began to turn yellow, and some plants looked malnourished and drooped dejectedly. Li Xiangqian felt a little uneasy, but he did not take action immediately. He just thought it might be caused by his own poor care and weather changes.

One evening, he was squatting on the ground, observing the leaves carefully, frowning. Li Ergou came over to take a look and asked casually: "Brother Xiangqian, what's wrong? Why are the seedlings not so energetic? Did you not water them enough?"

Li Xiangqian shook his head, his eyes showing a trace of confusion: "It shouldn't be about the water. We have watered enough during this period. It may be something else..." As he said this, he was not sure where the vague uneasiness in his heart came from. Looking at the yellowing seedlings in the field, his mood became heavier, as if some impending crisis was approaching quietly.

Just as he was thinking irritably, a familiar voice came from a distance. Li Xiangqian looked up and saw He Yuzhu striding over. He Yuzhu was a well-known "capable man" in this area. He was good at talking and often boasted. Whether it was the work in the fields or the things in the yard, he always liked to get involved. Although Li Xiangqian didn't like He Yuzhu's slippery personality, he had dealt with him several times in business and had some trust in him.

"Hey, Xiang Qian, I heard your potatoes are growing well!" He Yuzhu walked up to him with a smile and said hello, "The seeds I sold you last time sprouted pretty quickly, right?"

Li Xiangqian nodded, but he was not so relieved. He asked tentatively: "It is growing very fast, but recently... the seedlings seem to be a little bit wrong, and the leaves are starting to turn yellow." There was a little worry in his words, hoping that He Yuzhu could give some useful suggestions.

He Yuzhu burst into laughter and patted Li Xiangqian on the shoulder: "Haha, it's not a big deal, don't be nervous! It's new seeds, it's the first time to plant them, I'm always a little uncomfortable. Besides, the weather is strange, the temperature difference between morning and evening is big, which affects the growth. But it's okay, add some fertilizer, it will be fine in a few days."

Li Xiangqian frowned slightly. Although He Yuzhu said it lightly, he still felt a little confused. After all, he had been busy in the fields for so many years. Normally, the seedlings should not be so yellow. But He Yuzhu's tone was so confident that he did not dare to doubt it any more.

"So when do you think it's best to apply fertilizer?" Li Xiangqian asked hesitantly, already considering whether to follow He Yuzhu's advice.

He Yuzhu answered without hesitation: "You can add some fertilizer now. Don't be afraid of hurting the seedlings. These seeds are highly resistant and you will see the effect after a while."