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

During the lunch break, Xiao Liu saw Han Xiaodong and said with a smile: "Brother Han Xiaodong, you seem to be very motivated today."

Han Xiaodong smiled and said, "Yes, yesterday's experience made me feel a lot. I think I should work harder."

Xiao Liu nodded: "Brother Han Xiaodong, you are really our role model. We also want to learn from you."

The afternoon work was still busy, but Han Xiaodong remained calm and determined.

As the days passed, Han Xiaodong's life gradually returned to normal. Although the experience in the cemetery still left a deep impression on him, he learned to find inner peace and strength in his busy life. He knew that every little effort he made was the best commemoration of those heroes.

One weekend morning, Han Xiaodong decided to visit the cemetery again. This time he brought more flowers to pay tribute to those brave soldiers. When he arrived at the cemetery, he found it was still so peaceful.

Han Xiaodong walked past each tombstone one by one, placed flowers on them, and prayed silently in his heart. He felt an invisible force that made him more determined in his belief.

"Your sacrifice will not be forgotten, and I will contribute to this society with my own efforts." Han Xiaodong said softly.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw an old man standing in front of a tombstone. Han Xiaodong walked over and asked softly, "Old man, are you here to see the soldiers too?"

The old man looked up at Han Xiaodong and nodded: "Yes, my son is buried here."

Han Xiaodong was shocked and felt a pang of sadness. He knew that these soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country were not only heroes of the country, but also sons of their parents and relatives of their relatives. He stood with the old man for a while and felt a kind of speechless sadness and respect.

"Old man, your son is a hero and his sacrifice is priceless." Han Xiaodong said softly.

The old man nodded, tears in his eyes: "Yes, he is a good boy, I am proud of him."

Han Xiaodong held the old man's hand and felt an invisible force.

Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and the courtyard is filled with a strong festive atmosphere. Children are wearing bright clothes, holding colorful windmills in their hands, and running around excitedly. Qin Huairu put a long table in the middle of the courtyard, filled with rice dumplings, salted duck eggs and mugwort, and greeted the neighbors with a smile on her face to come and taste them.

Han Xiaodong came out of the house and saw this scene. He smiled and walked up to Qin Huairu, "Sister Qin, the table is really well laid out today."

Qin Huairu looked up and saw Han Xiaodong, her eyes lit up, "Han Xiaodong, come over and try the rice dumplings I made. I specially selected the glutinous rice this year, I guarantee it will taste good!"

Han Xiaodong took a zongzi, took a bite, and nodded, "It's really good. Sister's cooking skills are getting better and better."

As he was talking, Yan Bugui came over, holding a bamboo basket tied with a red string, filled with flowers and sachets. He glanced at Han Xiaodong and said with a smile, "Han Xiaodong, where are you going today? Don't forget that we are going to watch the dragon boat race this afternoon."

Han Xiaodong nodded and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Yan, I'll be there in a moment." As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong came out of their respective rooms, and everyone gathered around the table and started chatting.

"Han Xiaodong, I heard that you found a job outside recently?" Liu Haizhong asked while peeling a salted duck egg.

Han Xiaodong nodded. "Yes, it's interesting to be an apprentice in a factory and learn to repair machinery."

"That's good," Yi Zhonghai patted Han Xiaodong's shoulder with satisfaction, "Young people should learn more skills to have a bright future."

Just when everyone was chatting animatedly, Jia Dongxu poked his head out of the door and called out, "Han Xiaodong, your mother asked you to go home quickly. She has something to discuss with you."

Han Xiaodong was stunned and quickly said goodbye and went home. When he entered the house, he saw his mother sitting at the table with a serious look on her face. Han Xiaodong walked over and asked softly, "Mom, what's the hurry?"

Mother sighed, "Your uncle sent a letter from home, saying that our land has been occupied again, and he can't handle it alone, so he wants you to go back and help."

Han Xiaodong frowned. "Uncle, it's really hard for you to work alone, but my job is just starting to get better, so it's really hard to ask for leave."

The mother patted Han Xiaodong's hand and said, "I know your difficulties, but the few acres of land in our family were passed down from our ancestors. We can't just let others bully us. Go back and see if there is any way you can help your uncle."

Han Xiaodong nodded, and secretly made up his mind. He said to his mother, "Okay, Mom, I will leave for my hometown early tomorrow morning. Don't worry, I will definitely solve the problem."

The mother smiled with relief, "Han Xiaodong, you have grown up and know how to take responsibility. Mom is so happy."

The next morning, Han Xiaodong simply packed his luggage, said goodbye to his mother and neighbors, and set off on the road back to his hometown. Along the way, he kept thinking about how to help his uncle solve the problem. The land in his hometown meant a lot to his family, and he would never let it be occupied by others.

Han Xiaodong got on a long-distance bus back home, and the scenery outside the window flew by quickly. Along the way, he chatted with the passengers on the bus. Everyone was from the same village and knew each other. An elderly man sat next to Han Xiaodong and chatted with him about family matters, "Young man, you look so young, do you work in the city?"

Han Xiaodong nodded, "Yes, sir, I am an apprentice in the city."

The old man smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad. Young people should be ambitious, but they should also take care of the family affairs."

Han Xiaodong smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, I came back this time because my land was occupied by someone, so I had to come back to take a look."

The old man sighed, "There are many such things nowadays. Young man, you have to be mentally prepared. It is not easy to deal with these people."

Han Xiaodong nodded, "Thank you, sir. I will be careful."

When Han Xiaodong got off the car at his hometown, he saw his uncle waiting for him at the entrance of the village. His uncle looked much older, with wrinkles all over his face, but his eyes were still firm. When he saw Han Xiaodong, a smile appeared on his face, "Han Xiaodong, you are finally back."

Han Xiaodong walked over quickly and said, "Uncle, you've been working hard alone lately."

The uncle patted Han Xiaodong on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, let's go home and talk."

After returning home, Han Xiaodong sat down with his uncle and learned the details of what happened. It turned out that there was a man named Liu Guangtian in the village who, relying on his influence, occupied their land and claimed that the land originally belonged to him. The uncle argued with him several times and was finally beaten by Liu Guangtian.

Han Xiaodong was furious after hearing this. He clenched his fists and said, "Uncle, we can't just let this go. We have to go to the village leaders to seek justice."

Uncle nodded, "I thought so too, let's go together."

The next morning, Han Xiaodong and his uncle came to the village committee and found the village chief. The village chief was a middle-aged man in his fifties who looked kind. When he saw Han Xiaodong and his uncle, he smiled and asked, "What can I do for you?"

The uncle stood up and said, "Village head, our land has been occupied by Liu Guangtian. You have to help us judge the case."

The village chief frowned. "Liu Guangtian? He has indeed been a bit arrogant recently, but I have heard about this matter. We are all fellow villagers, so we should have a good talk."

Han Xiaodong couldn't help but say, "Village Chief, we have had a good talk with him several times, but Liu Guangtian is totally unreasonable."

The village chief nodded and said, "I understand. You go back first. I will talk to Liu Guangtian."

Back home, Han Xiaodong and his uncle waited anxiously. A few days later, the village chief finally brought good news. Liu Guangtian agreed to meet with them for negotiations.

On the day of the negotiation, Han Xiaodong and his uncle came to the village committee early. Liu Guangtian also came. He was tall and had a disdainful smile on his face. The village chief sat in the middle to mediate the conflict between the two sides.

Liu Guangtian was blunt as soon as he opened his mouth, "This piece of land originally belongs to my family. What evidence do you have to prove that it is yours?"

Han Xiaodong looked at him coldly, "This piece of land was passed down from our ancestors, and there is a land deed to prove it. What makes you say it's yours?"

The village chief interrupted them, "Don't worry, everyone. Take your time. Han Xiaodong, you said you have a land deed. Show it to me."

Han Xiaodong took out the deed from his bag and handed it to the village chief. The village chief looked at it carefully and nodded, "Indeed, your family's name is written on this deed."

Liu Guangtian's eyes widened. "Impossible! This deed must be fake!"

Han Xiaodong sneered, "Liu Guangtian, don't make trouble. Our family's land deed is real. If you continue to be unreasonable, we will go to the higher authorities."

The village chief also nodded. "Liu Guangtian, you can't be unreasonable. Han Xiaodong and his uncle have the land deed as proof. This land should belong to them."

Liu Guangtian looked gloomy, but under the majesty of the village chief, he finally agreed to return the land. Han Xiaodong and his uncle finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the dispute finally had a satisfactory result.

After returning to the city, Han Xiaodong continued his apprenticeship. He went out early and came back late every day, earnestly learning the technology of repairing machinery. The masters in the factory were more and more satisfied with him and praised him for his diligence and eagerness to learn.

One day, Han Xiaodong was busy in the workshop when he suddenly received a call from his mother. His mother's voice was urgent, "Han Xiaodong, please come back soon, your brother is in trouble!"

Han Xiaodong was shocked and immediately asked for leave and rushed home.

The day Han Xiaodong returned to the courtyard was the Dragon Boat Festival, and the neighbors were busy preparing for the festival celebrations. The courtyard was filled with the aroma of zong leaves and glutinous rice, and the children were wearing new clothes, holding all kinds of toys, and laughing constantly.