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

"Thank you, Uncle Han Xiaodong." Bang Geng said with a sob.

"Don't be afraid, Banggeng, just be careful next time." Han Xiaodong comforted gently.

Qin Huairu looked at Han Xiaodong gratefully: "Han Xiaodong, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I don't know what to do."

"Sister Huairu, don't be polite, it's just a small matter." Han Xiaodong said with a smile.

Thinking about what happened today, he felt extremely satisfied that he could help Qin Huairu and her children.

, Han Xiaodong and Qin Huairu's relationship became better and better. They often ate together, helped each other, and became the closest friends.

Han Xiaodong decided to take Qin Huairu and her children to a park on the outskirts of the city. They took a simple lunch and set off happily.

"Han Xiaodong, this is a great idea. The children are so happy." "Yes, we are all busy all day long and it's rare to have a chance to relax." Han Xiaodong said.

When they arrived at the park, the children ran around excitedly, while Han Xiaodong and Qin Huairu sat on the grass, enjoying their rare leisure time.

"Han Xiaodong, you are such a good person." Qin Huairu said with emotion, "I have a friend like you."

"Sister Huairu, you are also a good person." Han Xiaodong said with a smile, "If we work hard together, our lives will get better and better."

In the evening, they reluctantly left the park and returned to the courtyard at dusk. Han Xiaodong and Qin Huairu settled the children down before returning to their own room.

Lying on the bed, Han Xiaodong thought about everything that happened today. He felt that he had found a real home and real friends in the Siheyuan.

The story of Han Xiaodong and Qin Huairu continues, but their wonderful life has just begun.

One morning, Han Xiaodong woke up and found a pile of debris at the door of Qin Huairu's house. She was busy at the door. He walked over and asked, "Sister Huairu, there are so many things. Are you moving?"

Qin Huairu raised her head, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said, "We're not moving, we're just tidying up the house and getting rid of some unused things."

"Do you need help?" Han Xiaodong asked with concern.

"Of course I do. You are my right-hand man." Qin Huairu replied with a smile.

Han Xiaodong nodded, rolled up his sleeves and started moving things. The two chatted while they worked.

"Han Xiaodong, is your work in the factory going well?" Qin Huairu asked.

"It's going pretty well, and I've learned some new skills recently," Han Xiaodong replied, "but I'm busy with work and have less time."

"Being busy is a good thing. It means you are making progress," Qin Huairu encouraged.

"Well, I will keep working hard." Han Xiaodong said firmly.

After a busy morning, the two finally cleaned up the mess. Han Xiaodong wiped the sweat off his face and said with a smile, "Sister Huairu, we really did a thorough cleaning this time."

"Yeah, are you tired? I made something delicious for you." Qin Huairu said, pulling Han Xiaodong into the house.

The table was filled with sumptuous food. Han Xiaodong looked at the delicious food and said gratefully, "Sister Huairu, you are so kind."

"Eat, since you helped me so much, of course I have to treat you well."

The courtyards of the old city are always full of the atmosphere of fireworks. When Han Xiaodong returned to the courtyard after a busy day's work, he saw Yan Bugui and his wife quarreling again, and his heart tightened. The quarrels between Yan Bugui and his wife often broke the tranquility of the courtyard. As their neighbor, Han Xiaodong saw it with his eyes and felt anxious in his heart.

"Look at you. All you do is drink all day. Have you ever taken care of the family affairs?" Yan Bugui's wife said angrily.

"Why didn't I care? You're the one nagging me all day long!" Yan Bugui retorted, his face livid.

Han Xiaodong walked over and tried to mediate: "Uncle Bugui, Auntie, why can't we just talk it out? Arguing won't solve the problem."

Yan Bugui sighed, and the anger on his face eased a little: "Han Xiaodong, you came at the right time. Tell me, she just nags all day long. I am also busy outside for the sake of this family."

"Uncle Bugui, it's not easy for Auntie either. It's hard to handle household affairs alone." Han Xiaodong said gently, "Everyone should understand each other and communicate well."

Yan Bugui's wife calmed down a little after hearing Han Xiaodong's words: "Han Xiaodong, you are right. It's not that I don't understand him. I just hope he can pay more attention to the family."

Han Xiaodong nodded: "That's good, everyone calm down and have a good talk."

Yan Bugui looked at his wife, then at Han Xiaodong, and finally nodded: "Okay, Han Xiaodong, you are right, let's try to quarrel less in the future."

Han Xiaodong breathed a sigh of relief, secretly hoping that their relationship could improve.

In the evening, he felt very satisfied that he could help his neighbors.

The next morning, Han Xiaodong woke up and saw Yan Bugui repairing an old chair in the yard. He walked over and greeted him, "Good morning, Uncle Bugui."

By the way, Uncle Bugui, are you free today? The light in my house is broken, I would like to ask you to help me check it out. "

"Of course I'm free. I'll come to your place once I finish fixing this chair." Yan Bugui agreed readily.

Although Yan Bugui and his wife often quarreled, they were still very enthusiastic about their neighbors.

After repairing the chair, Yan Bugui followed Han Xiaodong to his home, carefully checked the broken lamp, and said, "The lamp cord is old. Let me replace it with a new one for you."

"It's okay, it's just a small matter." Yan Bugui replied with a smile.

After changing the light, Han Xiaodong invited Yan Bugui to sit down in the room, made a pot of tea, and the two started chatting while drinking tea.

"Uncle Bugui, how is your relationship with my aunt now?" Han Xiaodong asked with concern.

Yan Bugui sighed and said, "Ah, it's still the same as always, always quarreling over trivial matters. Actually, I know it's not easy for her, but sometimes she can't control her temper."

"You know it's not easy for Auntie either, so be more considerate of her." Han Xiaodong said gently, "When two people are together, the most important thing is to understand and tolerate each other."

Yan Bugui nodded: "Han Xiaodong. I will try my best to control my temper in the future."

In the evening, Han Xiaodong and Yan Bugui walked out of the house and saw Qin Huairu playing with the children in the yard. Qin Huairu saw them and greeted them with a smile: "Han Xiaodong, Uncle Bugui, what are you busy with?"

"I fixed the lights in Han Xiaodong's house, and now everything is fine.

"Han Xiaodong, thank you for what happened last night.

"Don't be polite, it's just a small matter." Han Xiaodong said with a smile.

One weekend afternoon, Han Xiaodong was helping Qin Huairu repair an old chair in the yard when Yan Bugui came over with a worried look on his face.

"Han Xiaodong, she and I had another fight." Yan Bugui said helplessly.

"Uncle Bugui, what's the reason this time?" he asked with concern.

"They are all trivial matters. She said I spend money lavishly and don't know how to be frugal." Yan Bugui sighed.

Han Xiaodong frowned and said, "Uncle Bugui, maybe what Auntie said makes some sense. We should also pay attention to family expenses. After all, we have to live for a long time."

At this time, Qin Huairu came over with a plate of fruit and said with a smile: "Everyone is here, come and have some fruit."

Han Xiaodong took the fruit and said with a smile: "Thank you, Sister Huairu. I'm thirsty."

Yan Bugui also took a piece of fruit and said gratefully: "Huai Ru, thank you. Han Xiaodong is such a good person and helped us a lot."

"Yes, Han Xiaodong is always willing to help others." Qin Huairu said with a smile, "With him here, life in our courtyard has become better."

Han Xiaodong scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Everyone helps each other."

After cleaning the yard with Qin Huairu, we sat on a bench and started chatting.

"Han Xiaodong, do you think the relationship between Yan Bugui and his wife can be improved?" Qin Huairu asked.

"I think as long as they can communicate more, their relationship will definitely get better." Han Xiaodong replied, "Sometimes, people need to be more patient and tolerant."

"You are right, Han Xiaodong." Qin hopes that they can live better and better. "

Han Xiaodong found that the relationship between Yan Bugui and his wife had improved significantly. They no longer quarreled frequently, but learned to understand and tolerate each other. Han Xiaodong felt very relieved and felt that his efforts were not in vain.

Han Xiaodong, Qin Huairu, and Yan Bugui's family sat in the yard chatting. Everyone was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was particularly warm.

"Han Xiaodong, thank you so much, if it weren't for you, our family might still be arguing.

Winter always comes early in the city of Beijing. The cold wind is mixed with a little chill, making the leaves in the courtyard rustle. Han Xiaodong had just come back from get off work at the textile factory when he heard a few coughs coming from Yi Zhonghai's house next door. Han Xiaodong's heart tightened, and he hurried over and knocked on the door.

"Uncle Yi, are you home?" Han Xiaodong asked with concern.

"Yes, yes, come in." Yi Zhonghai's voice was a little weak.

Han Xiaodong pushed open the door and saw Yi Zhonghai sitting on the kang, looking pale. He walked over and asked with concern: "Uncle Yi, what's wrong with you? You look so pale."

Yi Zhonghai waved his hand and forced a smile: "It's an old problem. It's easy to get it when winter comes. It's nothing serious."

Han Xiaodong frowned and said, "Uncle Yi, you should go to the hospital. You can't wait like this."

"It's okay, just take some medicine." Yi Zhonghai said, coughing a few more times.

Han Xiaodong was very worried and determined to help Uncle Yi. He walked into the kitchen and saw some vegetables and rice on the stove, so he cooked a pot of hot porridge for Yi Zhonghai.

"Uncle Yi, please drink some hot porridge first to warm your body." Han Xiaodong brought the porridge and handed it to Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai took the porridge and said gratefully: "Han Xiaodong, thank you so much.

Liu Haizhong was skeptical about Han Xiaodong's arrival.

In the winter of the city, the wind was biting cold, but life in the courtyard was still lively. Then he heard Liu Haizhong talking loudly in the courtyard. Han Xiaodong's heart tightened, worried that something might happen again, and he hurried over.