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

Han Xiaodong thought for a moment and said, "I want to work hard in the factory, accumulate some experience, and then see if there are better development opportunities."

Yi Zhonghai nodded and said, "It's good to have ambitions, but don't forget to be down-to-earth and take it step by step."

Han Xiaodong nodded seriously: "I will, Uncle Zhonghai, thank you for your teaching."

As time went by, Han Xiaodong's life in the courtyard gradually got back on track. He was busy with work and life every day, but his heart was always full of hope for the future.

One morning, Han Xiaodong received a letter from afar. He opened the letter and found it was from an old friend. The letter said: "Han Xiaodong, long time no see. I heard that you are living well in the courtyard now. I am very happy. Recently I have something to discuss with you. I wonder if you have time?"

After reading the letter, Han Xiaodong felt nostalgic. He decided to go talk to this old friend, so he wrote back and arranged a time to meet.

On the weekend, Han Xiaodong left the courtyard and went to his old friend's home. After meeting, the two talked about many past events. Han Xiaodong learned that his old friend was working on a new project and needed some reliable manpower.

The old friend said, "Han Xiaodong, I always think you are a capable person. This project needs your help. I wonder if you are interested?"

Han Xiaodong thought for a while and asked, "What exactly is this project about?"

"We are developing a new type of agricultural machinery that can greatly increase crop yields," the old friend explained. "This project has great potential, but it also requires some technical support."

Han Xiaodong nodded: "It sounds promising, but I'm still working in the factory, so I have to think about it."

The old friend smiled and said, "It's okay, take your time to think about it, you are always welcome to join this project."

Han Xiaodong returned to the courtyard, thinking about his old friend's words. He felt that the project was indeed promising, but he was unwilling to give up his current job easily. So he decided to accumulate more experience in the factory before making a decision.

Life goes on. Han Xiaodong works hard in the factory and strives to learn new skills. He believes that as long as he keeps his feet on the ground, there will be more opportunities in the future. The neighbors in the courtyard also always support him. Everyone helps each other and overcomes every difficulty together.

One evening, Han Xiaodong was repairing a water pipe in the yard when he heard a rapid knock on the door. He opened the door and saw Liu Guangtian standing at the door, panting.

"Brother Han Xiaodong, something bad has happened! Uncle Yi Zhonghai fell down at home!" Liu Guangtian said anxiously.

Han Xiaodong's heart tightened, and he quickly put down the tools in his hands and ran to Yi Zhonghai's house with Liu Guangtian. Yi Zhonghai was lying on the ground, his face pale, and it was obvious that he had fallen hard. Han Xiaodong hurriedly helped him up and asked, "Uncle Zhonghai, how do you feel?"

Yi Zhonghai forced a smile and said, "It's okay, I just fell down, maybe there is something wrong with my bones."

Han Xiaodong frowned: "I'd better send you to the hospital for a check-up. Don't be careless."

He called a few neighbors and they took Yi Zhonghai to a nearby hospital. After the doctor examined him, he confirmed that there was something wrong with Yi Zhonghai's leg bones and he needed to be hospitalized. Han Xiaodong finally felt relieved, but he still decided to come and take care of Yi Zhonghai every day.

During his time in the hospital, Han Xiaodong would take time out every day to visit Yi Zhonghai and chat with him.

Life in a courtyard house is always full of small episodes. One day, Han Xiaodong found that the lock of his door was broken. It was noon, the sun was scorching, and he stood at the door, frowning and studying the lock core, thinking about what to do.

At this time, Yan Bugui passed by pushing his bicycle. Seeing Han Xiaodong standing at the door, he stopped and asked, "Han Xiaodong, what's wrong? Is the lock broken?"

Han Xiaodong nodded and said helplessly: "Yes, this lock core is old. I found it can't be opened this morning."

Yan Bugui looked at the worn-out door lock, thought for a moment, and said, "How about you use my bicycle chain to lock it first, and then replace it with a new lock when you buy one?"

Han Xiaodong nodded gratefully: "That's great, Brother Bugui, lend it to me."

Yan Bugui took off the chain from the bicycle and handed it to Han Xiaodong: "This chain is quite strong, it should last for a few days."

Han Xiaodong took the chain with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Bugui, I will go buy a new door lock in the next few days."

Han Xiaodong locked the chain on the door, feeling relieved. That night, he returned to the courtyard and was about to rest when he suddenly found that some valuable things in the house were missing. He hurriedly checked and found that several pieces of clothing and a pair of silver bracelets that were passed down from his ancestors were missing.

Han Xiaodong frowned, feeling panicky, and thought: "Could it be that the chain is not strong enough and someone took the opportunity to come in and steal things?" He walked out the door and happened to run into Liu Haizhong and Qin Huairu.

"Uncle Haizhong, Aunt Huairu, a thief broke into our house today and some things were stolen." Han Xiaodong said anxiously.

Liu Haizhong frowned and asked, "Han Xiaodong, your door lock hasn't been repaired yet?"

Han Xiaodong sighed: "Yeah, I temporarily used Brother Bugui's chain, but I didn't expect someone to get in anyway."

Qin Huairu said worriedly: "What should we do? Let's call the police first and let them investigate."

Han Xiaodong nodded and hurried to call the police. The police soon arrived at the scene and began to investigate the situation. Yan Bugui also rushed over after hearing the news, and said with a guilty look on his face: "Han Xiaodong, I'm so sorry, I didn't expect that the chain was not safe enough."

Han Xiaodong patted Yan Bugui on the shoulder and consoled him: "Brother Bugui, this is not your fault. It was my negligence."

The police asked Han Xiaodong some questions, recorded the lost items, and said, "We will do our best to investigate. You should be more careful recently to prevent similar incidents from happening again."

A few days later, the neighbors in the courtyard all knew about Han Xiaodong's family, and they all came to comfort him. Jia Zhang came over and said, "Han Xiaodong, don't be too sad. If you lose something, you can buy another one. As long as you are okay, it's good."

Bang Geng also ran over, held Han Xiaodong's hand, and said, "Brother Han Xiaodong, don't worry, I will help you keep an eye on strangers."

"Thank you, Bangteng."

After installing it, he felt relieved. But he still felt uneasy because his lost items had not been found. In order to prevent this incident from affecting the lives of his neighbors, he decided to take responsibility and not mention it again.

One evening, Han Xiaodong was watering the flowers in the yard when he heard a noise. He looked up and saw several children surrounding a stranger, who was obviously visiting the courtyard. The stranger looked suspicious, and Han Xiaodong walked over and asked, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

The stranger was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Oh, I'm here to look for Lao Zhang. I heard he lives here."

Han Xiaodong was alert and shook his head, saying, "There is no one named Lao Zhang in our courtyard. Did you find the wrong place?"

Seeing this, the man showed a trace of embarrassment and turned away. Han Xiaodong frowned, thinking that the man was a little suspicious, and followed him out of the yard. After walking for a while, the man seemed to find that Han Xiaodong was following him, so he quickened his pace and finally disappeared around the corner.

Han Xiaodong returned to the courtyard and told Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui about this. Liu Haizhong frowned and said, "It seems that there are thieves who are eyeing our courtyard. Everyone must be vigilant."

Yan Bugui also nodded: "Yes, we have to discuss a countermeasure and we can't let this happen again."

Han Xiaodong suggested: "We can take turns on night shifts and look after each other to prevent any more thieves from coming in."

Everyone agreed to this proposal, and from that day on, the courtyard began to have a rotating night shift arrangement. Han Xiaodong and his neighbors took turns to keep watch to ensure the safety of the courtyard.

Late one night, it was Han Xiaodong's turn to be on duty. He sat in the yard, surrounded by silence, and could only hear the barking of dogs in the distance. Han Xiaodong recalled what had happened recently and felt exhausted, but he knew that only by unity could the safety of the courtyard be guaranteed.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a slight noise coming from outside the courtyard gate. Han Xiaodong stood up alertly, quietly walked to the door, and looked out through the crack. He saw a dark shadow wandering outside the door, seemingly looking for an opportunity to come in.

Han Xiaodong's heart moved, and he immediately went back to the house to get a wooden stick, then gently opened the gate and walked out quickly. The shadow obviously didn't expect someone to suddenly appear, and was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran away.

Han Xiaodong shouted, "Stop!" and chased after him.

The black shadow was running very fast, but Han Xiaodong was not slow either. After chasing for a while, he finally caught up with the man, grabbed his shoulder and pushed him to the ground.

"Stop running!" Han Xiaodong said loudly.

The man struggled and tried to escape, but Han Xiaodong was very strong and held him tightly. At this time, the neighbors who heard the noise also rushed over, and Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui quickly surrounded the man with wooden sticks.

"You can't escape this time!" Liu Haizhong said coldly.

The man obviously knew that he couldn't escape, so he could only be escorted back to the courtyard. Han Xiaodong turned on the light and saw the man's face clearly. It was the stranger who appeared in the courtyard a few days ago.

"Tell me, how do you know this place?" Han Xiaodong asked, with a hint of severity in his eyes.

The man lowered his head, looking a little scared: "I...I heard from others that there are a lot of valuable things here, so I came to take a look."

Yan Bugui said angrily: "You bastard, how dare you come to our yard to steal things!"

Liu Haizhong said calmly: "Han Xiaodong, send him to the police station first and let the police handle it."

Han Xiaodong nodded: "Okay, let's go and send him to the police station."