Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

As the sky gradually darkened, Li Xiangqian did not go home, but found a place to sit by the melon field, intending to wait until dawn. He could not let himself lose anything, and he had to keep an eye on the watermelons tonight. His eyes became particularly firm under the setting sun. This battle was not only for the watermelons, but also for his dignity and livelihood.

As night fell, the surroundings gradually became quiet. The wind blew gently through the melon field, bringing a little coolness. Li Xiangqian leaned against a tree, looking at the starry sky, but his heart was not at peace at all. He knew that the next night would not be peaceful, and he had to be fully prepared to face any possible emergencies.

"The gangsters might come," he thought to himself, "but as long as I guard tightly enough, they won't dare to act rashly."

It was late at night, and the moonlight was shining on the melon field, as if it had covered the land with a thin layer of silver yarn. Li Xiangqian was in a very heavy mood, and he suddenly felt a dull pain in his teeth. The long-standing tooth decay problem started to trouble him again, making him feel irritated. Every time he bit something, he felt uncomfortable, like a thorn, constantly pricking his nerves.

He clenched his fists, feeling the pain of his nails piercing his palms, and tried to divert his attention. But no matter what, the pain was always there, lingering. Perhaps because he was under too much pressure recently, this small problem became particularly obvious. The safety of the watermelon, the insidiousness of the neighbors, and those restless hooligans almost made him breathless.

"What a difficult guy." He muttered to himself, his eyes accidentally swept over a few plump watermelons, and he was secretly anxious again. Gritting his teeth, he thought: Can't I even solve such a small problem? I can't give up protecting the watermelons because of the problem of tooth decay, or let myself compromise because of these external pressures.

He thought, it seems that it is time to find a dentist. Although the living conditions in the courtyard are limited and dentists are not common, he still remembers that there is a vendor selling some folk remedies in the market, which may have some simple treatment methods. Thinking of trying it tomorrow, he felt a little comforted.

But tonight, he must not let his guard down. He glanced at his watch. It was already midnight, and the surroundings were still quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the silence. He adjusted his posture again, leaning against the tree, and continued to observe his surroundings. His eyes adapted to the darkness, and it seemed that every possible enemy was lurking in his sight. Even though he was in this familiar land, Li Xiangqian's heart was like a turbulent wave, and he could never calm down.

After an unknown amount of time, a subtle sound suddenly came from a distance. Li Xiangqian's heart skipped a beat and he immediately became alert. He held his breath, pricked up his ears, and carefully identified the source of the sound. It was a silent but aggressive sound, as if something was approaching quietly. He secretly warned himself to stay calm and restrained, and not to panic.

"Who is it?" He asked in a low voice, as if he was afraid of alerting the enemy lurking in the dark. But the only response he got was the silence of the night. He had to admit that the tension in his heart began to increase, and the pain of the tooth decay seemed to become more obvious as he became more nervous. If he could punch it, all these troubles would be swept away.

At this moment, a dark figure suddenly jumped out from the bushes in the distance. Li Xiangqian's heart beat violently again. He stood up immediately and shouted in a low voice, "Who is it? Come out!" Although the voice was small, it revealed an invisible deterrent. Li Xiangqian clenched the tool in his hand, which was a wooden stick he had prepared to prevent thieves.

The shadow flashed in the bushes, and Li Xiangqian suddenly had a sense of uneasiness in his heart. This was the first time he had felt uneasy since he started the night watch. He slowed his breathing, tried to keep himself calm, and quietly waited for the shadow to appear again. But the shadow did not appear again, only the sound of insects chirping sounded again.

"What the hell!" Li Xiangqian was anxious, thinking that maybe he was just being overly nervous. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the shadow still lingered. After a tense wait, he decided to relax a little and sit down to rest for a while.

Just as he sat down, he heard a low whisper. Li Xiangqian's heart suddenly tightened, and his whole body was alert again. He pricked up his ears and carefully distinguished the source of the sound. The sound came from a distance, with some unfamiliar accents and hesitant atmosphere, and faintly mixed with some sneaky laughter.

"It's them!" He was shocked and realized that it was those gangsters who were secretly planning something sinister. Li Xiangqian quickly stood up and quietly approached the source of the sound. He knew that if he didn't stop them in time, his painstaking work would fall into their hands. He was filled with anxiety, and the pain in his teeth seemed to return to his consciousness at this moment, making him feel irritated.

"Hurry up, don't let that guy find you." The gangsters' voices were full of contempt, and it was vaguely heard that they were discussing how to deal with him. Li Xiangqian hid in the darkness, thinking to himself, how could these people be so confident that they thought he was unarmed and would let them bully him? He gritted his teeth and decided that he must not let them succeed this time.

"Li Xiangqian is not an easy character to deal with." He kept encouraging himself in his heart, trying to suppress the fear in his heart. His eyes searched quickly in the darkness, and his mind planned how to catch them all in one fell swoop.

At this moment, a gangster laughed coldly: "Why don't we find a chance to get rid of him? It will be easier for us." This proposal seemed particularly easy in their circle, as if killing Li Xiangqian was just a joke.

Li Xiangqian's heart suddenly tightened, realizing the seriousness of the situation. He held his breath in the dark, trying to keep his heartbeat to a minimum, fearing that they would notice. But this anxiety and powerlessness only made his teeth ache more severe. His teeth were almost twisted in this tense atmosphere, but he knew that he could not be weak and must not let them succeed.

"I want to tell you, Li Xiangqian is not a simple person." He muttered to himself and secretly vowed to protect his melon field and his dignity.

"Let's go, it's our turn tonight." The gangsters' voices gradually faded away. Li Xiangqian knew that this was their first plan, but it would not be the last. His mood was like the tide, and his thoughts were churning.

When everything calmed down, he sat in the dark, but his heart was restless. The threats from the gangsters made him realize that the struggle was far from over. He felt a sense of urgency rising in his heart.