Siheyuan: Killing the gods against the will of heaven, causing great suffering to all living beings

"Han Xiaodong, can we catch such a big fish again today?" Jia Dongxu asked excitedly.

"It depends on luck, but we have to be prepared." Han Xiaodong replied with a smile.

"With you here, there will be no problem!" Liu Guangtian said confidently.

They found a suitable spot, cast their fishing rods, and waited quietly. The sun shone on the river, making the waves sparkle. The surroundings were quiet and beautiful. Han Xiaodong closed his eyes and enjoyed the tranquility of the moment.

Suddenly, the fishing rod shook violently again. Han Xiaodong quickly grabbed the fishing rod and felt a powerful force.

"Everyone get ready, this is another big fish!" Han Xiaodong shouted excitedly.

Several people immediately gathered around and worked together to pull the fishing rod. After some effort, they finally pulled the huge fish ashore.

"Wow, another big fish!" Liu Guangtian exclaimed.

"Han Xiaodong, you are really the fishing king among us!" Jia Dongxu said excitedly.

"We're lucky this time. It's the result of everyone's joint efforts." Han Xiaodong said with a smile.

On this day, they returned to the courtyard with a full harvest. When the neighbors in the courtyard saw the fish they caught, they all expressed their admiration.

"Han Xiaodong, you are so amazing. How come you can catch such big fish every time?" Qin Huairu asked curiously.

“It takes experience and patience, as well as everyone’s help.”

Han Xiaodong walked out of the house, dusted himself off, looked up at the sky, and thought about what to do today. At this moment, the deaf old lady walked in with her granddaughter. The granddaughter was wearing plain clothes, had two pigtails, and a shy smile on her face.

"Hey, Han Xiaodong, good morning." Although the deaf old lady had poor hearing, her voice was not small at all, and everyone in the yard could hear her greeting.

"Good morning, old lady." Han Xiaodong smiled slightly, but his eyes fell on the granddaughter involuntarily. Her name was Xiaoling, the granddaughter of the deaf old lady. She had just moved from the countryside to the old city and lived in the deaf old lady's home.

Xiaoling noticed Han Xiaodong's gaze, and the blush on her face deepened. She lowered her head and whispered, "Good morning, Brother Han Xiaodong."

"Good morning, good morning." Han Xiaodong replied a little awkwardly. He had never seen such a pure girl before, and his heart couldn't help but beat fast.

Qin Huairu looked at this scene and said with a smile: "Han Xiaodong, are you attracted to Xiaoling?"

Han Xiaodong blushed immediately and stammered, "No way, no way, Sister Qin, stop joking."

"Haha, you look so nervous." Yan Bugui also laughed, "Young people, just chase after someone you like. Don't be shy."

Han Xiaodong smiled awkwardly, said nothing more, and lowered his head to do his own things. Xiaoling took the deaf old lady's hand and hurried into the house.

At noon, the sun was high in the sky, and people in the yard were busy preparing lunch. Han Xiaodong sat under the eaves, holding a book in his hand, but his eyes kept glancing in the direction of the deaf old lady's house. He wondered if he should find a chance to talk to Xiaoling, but he was afraid of being laughed at.

Just as he was hesitating, Yi Zhonghai came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Little Han Xiaodong, don't be afraid. If you like her, go after her. This is the rule of Sijiu City. Be brave."

Han Xiaodong looked up at Yi Zhonghai and nodded, as if he had made up his mind. He stood up, walked to the deaf old lady's room, and knocked on the door gently.

"Who is it?" Xiaoling's voice came from the door.

"It's me, Han Xiaodong." Han Xiaodong took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound steady.

The door opened, and Xiaoling stood at the door, slightly surprised: "Brother Han Xiaodong, is there something wrong?"

"Well, I...I want to ask you, are you interested in going to visit the old city together?" Han Xiaodong tried his best to make his tone more natural, but his heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his chest.

Xiaoling smiled slightly, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, but she was still a little hesitant: "This... this is not good, right? Grandma..."

"It's okay. I'll go talk to the deaf old lady." Han Xiaodong added hastily, "Just think of it as me taking you to get familiar with the environment here."

Xiaoling finally nodded, and Han Xiaodong was delighted and turned to look for the deaf old lady. After hearing this, the old lady laughed and waved her hand, saying, "Go ahead, young people, it's better to have more contact."

In this way, Han Xiaodong and Xiaoling walked out of the courtyard together and strolled through the streets and alleys of the city. People came and went on the street, and the hawking sounds came one after another. Han Xiaodong took Xiaoling through the alleys and introduced everything here to her.

"Xiaoling, this is Nanluoguxiang. There are many delicious foods and fun places." Han Xiaodong said, pointing to an alley not far away.

"That sounds interesting." Xiaoling's eyes sparkled.

The two chatted as they walked. Han Xiaodong slowly relaxed and talked with Xiaoling about everything from the history of the old city to their respective hobbies. Time passed by unknowingly.

In the evening, the two walked back to the courtyard. When the people in the courtyard saw them coming back together, they all looked at them curiously.

"Hey, where are Han Xiaodong and Xiaoling going?" Liu Haizhong asked with a smile.

"Nothing, just taking Xiaoling to get familiar with the city." Han Xiaodong scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It seems that there will be a happy event in our yard." Jia Zhang said sarcastically, with a hint of jealousy in her tone.

Xiaoling blushed slightly and whispered, "Brother Han Xiaodong, thank you for taking me out today."

"It's okay, it's okay." Han Xiaodong waved his hands repeatedly, "If you need any help in the future, just let me know."

As they were talking, the deaf old lady came out of the house and looked at them with a smile: "You're back? Did you have fun?"

"Yes, grandma, very happy." Xiaoling nodded.

"As long as you are happy, come in and have dinner." The deaf old lady greeted.

Han Xiaodong watched Xiaoling enter the house, feeling happy, and felt that today's efforts were not in vain. He stood in the yard, looking at the courtyard under the setting sun, and silently made up his mind to make himself stronger so that he could give Xiaoling a better future.

In the following days, Han Xiaodong and Xiaoling became closer and closer. They often went out for walks and talked together, and gradually understood each other's past and dreams. The neighbors in the yard also gradually accepted their relationship. Although there would be some gossip occasionally, there were more blessings and encouragement.

One weekend morning, Han Xiaodong was exercising in the yard when he suddenly heard a noise outside. He went outside and saw a group of children chasing and fighting. One of the children fell down and was crying loudly. Han Xiaodong walked over quickly, helped the child up, and comforted him softly, "It's okay, don't cry. It's no big deal to fall down."

At this time, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu came over and saw Han Xiaodong helping the child. They smiled and said, "Little Han Xiaodong, you are so patient."

"It's nothing. It's inevitable for children to have bumps and bruises." Han Xiaodong smiled and handed the child to them.

Han Xiaodong thought to himself, how wonderful it would be if he also had a child like this. He couldn't help but think of Xiaoling, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

At night, Han Xiaodong returned home and tossed and turned in bed, with Xiaoling in his mind. He decided to find an opportunity to express his feelings to Xiaoling.

A few days later, Han Xiaodong finally plucked up the courage and took Xiaoling to the tallest tower in Sijiu City on a sunny afternoon. The two stood on the top of the tower, overlooking the beautiful scenery of the entire city. Han Xiaodong's heartbeat quickened, he took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at Xiaoling with a firm look in his eyes.

"Xiaoling, I have something to say to you." Han Xiaodong's voice was trembling a little, but his eyes were full of determination.

Xiaoling looked up at him, her eyes full of confusion and expectation: "What are you talking about, Brother Han Xiaodong?"

Han Xiaodong took a deep breath and finally mustered up the courage to say, "Xiaoling, I like you. I've had a crush on you since the first time I saw you. Are you willing to be with me?"

After hearing this, Xiaoling's face turned redder. She lowered her head and said softly, "Brother Han Xiaodong, I...I like you too."

Han Xiaodong was very excited when he heard this. He reached out and held Xiaoling's hand, and said solemnly: "Xiaoling, I will take good care of you and won't let you suffer any grievances."

Xiaoling smiled slightly, tears in her eyes

The deaf old lady sewed soles for Han Xiaodong and her granddaughter, and called Qin Huairu for help.

The sky of Sijiucheng gradually darkened, and the sunset dyed half of the sky red. In the courtyard, the air was filled with the aroma of food. Han Xiaodong finished a day's work and walked into the yard with a little fatigue. He saw the deaf old lady and Qin Huairu sitting together, each holding a pair of cloth shoes in their hands, and bowing their heads to sew the soles. On the small stool next to them, there were several pieces of colorful cloth and balls of thread.

"Oh, Han Xiaodong is back." Qin Huairu looked up and saw Han Xiaodong, and greeted him with a smile.

"Yes, Sister Qin, old lady." Han Xiaodong smiled and nodded, his eyes fell on the shoes in their hands, and asked in confusion, "Who are these shoes made for?"

"I made it for you and Xiaoling." The deaf old lady raised her head and looked at Han Xiaodong with a smile, "You young people run around everywhere, so you need a pair of comfortable shoes."

"This... Thank you, old lady, and thank you, Sister Qin." Han Xiaodong was deeply moved and expressed his gratitude hurriedly.

"Why are you being so polite?" Qin Huairu waved her hand. "We all see that you are good to Xiaoling. This is nothing."

Han Xiaodong sat aside, watching them sew the soles stitch by stitch, and felt warm in his heart. He couldn't help but think of his mother sewing shoes for him in this way when he was a child. Later, his mother passed away, and he never wore cloth shoes made by herself again.

"Han Xiaodong, are you free tomorrow?" the deaf old lady suddenly asked.