Back in the yard, Han Xiaodong put the fish in front of his grandmother, "Grandma, we caught a big fish today!"

Grandma smiled from ear to ear, "Good boy, you are really capable."

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu also came over and looked at the big fish. "Han Xiaodong, this fish must be worth a lot of money, right?" "Yes, we will sell it later."

At this time, Yan Jiecheng also came over and said, "Han Xiaodong, my family is making braised fish today. Can you sell me this fish?"

Han Xiaodong thought for a moment and said, "Okay, Uncle Yan, please give me a reasonable price."

Yan Jiecheng took out a few dollars and handed them to Han Xiaodong, "Here's five dollars, how about it?"

Han Xiaodong took the money and nodded, "Thank you, Uncle Yan."

After selling the fish, Han Xiaodong gave the money to his grandmother. His grandmother looked at the money in her hand with satisfaction in her eyes, "Han Xiaodong, you are really a good grandson of grandma." Although Han Xiaodong's life in the slum was hard, it was full of hope and warmth. He knew that as long as he worked hard, he would live a better life one day.

One evening, Han Xiaodong was sitting in the yard doing his homework when he heard a commotion outside. He looked up and saw that it was Jia Zhang and Liu Haizhong arguing.

"Liu Haizhong, your child broke my things, you have to compensate!" Jia Zhang said angrily.

Liu Haizhong was not to be outdone, "Why do you say it was my child who did it? Do you have any evidence?"

The two quarreled more and more fiercely, and the people around them came forward to persuade them to stop fighting.

Han Xiaodong stood up and walked over. "Everyone, stop arguing. Let's talk it over."

Qin Huairu also rushed over, "Yes, we are neighbors, what problems can't be solved?"

Finally, after everyone's persuasion, Jia Zhang and Liu Haizhong finally calmed down. Han Xiaodong watched this scene and secretly made up his mind to leave this noisy place and live a peaceful life in the future.

Time flies, Han Xiaodong grows up, and his academic performance gets better and better. The teachers say that he is smart and will have a bright future. Han Xiaodong knows that only by studying hard can he change his destiny.

One day, Han Xiaodong came home from school and saw a few strangers talking to neighbors in the yard. He walked over curiously and heard them talking about the demolition.

"I heard that this place is going to be demolished and everyone has to find another place to live," said one of the strangers.

Qin Huairu frowned, "We have lived here for so many years. If it is demolished, where will we go?"

The stranger explained, “The government will arrange new accommodation, so don’t worry.”

Han Xiaodong was a little excited when he heard the news. He knew that moving to a new place might make life more convenient, but he was reluctant to leave the place where he had lived for many years.

When grandma heard about the demolition, she was a little reluctant, "Han Xiaodong, are we really going to move away?"

Han Xiaodong comforted her, "Grandma, it's okay. We will have a better life if we move to a new place." The demolition was gradually settled. Han Xiaodong and his grandmother packed up their things and prepared to move to the new home. Before leaving, Han Xiaodong stood in the yard, looking at everything familiar, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Han Xiaodong, are you ready?" Banggeng walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

Han Xiaodong nodded, "I'm ready, but I'm a little reluctant."

Bang Geng smiled and said, "The new place will be better, and we will all live a better life."

Han Xiaodong took a deep breath, turned around and followed his grandmother out of the courtyard. Although life in the compound was over, he knew that a new life had just begun.

In his new residence, Han Xiaodong continues to study hard and make continuous progress. He believes that as long as he persists, one day he will realize his dream and live a better life.

Many years later, Han Xiaodong finally got into college and left the old city to pursue his dream. In college, he met more people, learned more knowledge, and experienced more challenges and hardships. But no matter where he went, the courtyard of the old city was always the warmest place in his heart.

Han Xiaodong is admired and loved by the residents of the Siheyuan for his superb cooking skills.

Han Xiaodong has had a strong interest in cooking since he was a child, thanks to the fact that he often helped his grandmother in the kitchen. Although his grandmother's cooking skills were simple, she always made delicious home-cooked dishes. Han Xiaodong learned quickly and soon became independent, and even added his own creativity to the original ones. The neighbors in the courtyard gradually discovered that Han Xiaodong's cooking skills were getting better and better, and they all asked him for advice.

On this day, Han Xiaodong was chopping meat in the yard, preparing to make a braised pork dish. Qin Huairu came over with a basket of vegetables, and seeing Han Xiaodong's actions, she couldn't help but admire: "Han Xiaodong, your knife skills are really good, what surprises are you going to bring us today?"

Han Xiaodong raised his head and smiled: "Aunt Qin, I'm going to make a braised pork dish today." "Of course! The dishes you cook are our favorite in the whole hospital."

At this time, Yan Bugui also came over and said, "Han Xiaodong, what delicious food are you going to make? I can smell the fragrance."

Han Xiaodong smiled and said, "Uncle Yan, I'm going to make braised pork today. You must come and try it when it's ready."

Jia Dongxu heard the noise and came over. "Han Xiaodong, your skills are getting better and better. When can you teach me?" "Uncle Jia, if you are interested, I will teach you anytime."

Everyone was talking and the courtyard was bustling. Han Xiaodong's cooking skills were not only about cooking, but also a bond that connected everyone. Whenever Han Xiaodong cooked in the courtyard, the courtyard was always filled with laughter.

Soon, the aroma of braised pork filled the whole yard. Liu Haizhong smelled the aroma and couldn't help but stick his head out of the house, "Han Xiaodong, what good things are you having today?"

Han Xiaodong smiled and responded: "Uncle Liu, today we're making braised pork, would you like a bowl?"

Liu Haizhong patted his belly and said, "Of course, the braised pork you make is my favorite."

Han Xiaodong brought the braised pork to the big table in the yard, and everyone gathered around. Banggeng came forward, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks impatiently, took a bite, and said with satisfaction, "Han Xiaodong, this meat is so delicious, it melts in your mouth!"

The deaf old lady also came over and said with a smile: "Han Xiaodong, my old teeth can still chew."

Han Xiaodong smiled modestly and said, "As long as everyone likes to eat it, that's fine."

Yan Jiecheng sat aside and said while eating: "Han Xiaodong, your cooking skills are really enviable to us. When you open a restaurant, your business will surely be booming." "Uncle Yan, opening a restaurant is not an easy thing. I still have to study hard now."

Bang Geng chewed the braised pork and said incoherently: "Han Xiaodong, when you open a restaurant in the future, I will definitely come to help you!"

Everyone laughed and the yard was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Han Xiaodong's cooking skills not only won praise from his neighbors, but also made him more popular in the yard. Everyone always liked to chat with Han Xiaodong and ask for some cooking secrets.

One day, Han Xiaodong was doing his homework at home when he heard a knock on the door. He got up and opened the door, and saw the two brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu.

"Han Xiaodong, we heard that the fish-flavored eggplant you make is particularly delicious. Can you teach us?" Liu Guangtian asked with a smile.

Han Xiaodong nodded, "Of course, I'm planning to make this dish today, you two can learn together."

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu happily followed Han Xiaodong into the kitchen. Han Xiaodong began to carefully explain every step, from the selection of ingredients to the matching of seasonings. Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu listened carefully, and asked some questions from time to time, and Han Xiaodong patiently answered them one by one.

"Han Xiaodong, the proportion of seasonings for your fish-flavored eggplant is just amazing. No wonder it tastes so good." Liu Guangfu exclaimed.

Han Xiaodong smiled and said, "It's not that complicated actually. You can do it well if you practice it a few more times."

As he was saying, "I just smelled the aroma and knew you were making fish-flavored eggplant. What a treat."

Han Xiaodong brought the fish-flavored eggplant to the table and said, "Uncle Yan, please try it and see how it tastes."

Yan Bugui picked up a piece of eggplant and put it in his mouth, nodding repeatedly, "Han Xiaodong, this tastes really amazing, it's even better than the one in the restaurant."

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu also tasted it and smiled with satisfaction, "Han Xiaodong, you are really the chef in our hospital. It is really worth it to learn your skills."

Everyone in the yard knows that Han Xiaodong is a good cook. Every time Han Xiaodong cooks, everyone comes to join in the fun and taste his food. At this time, the yard is always full of laughter, as if all the troubles are dispelled by food and joy.

One day, he saw his grandmother sitting in the yard chatting with a deaf old lady. Han Xiaodong walked over and asked with a smile: "Grandma, what are you talking about today?"

Grandma smiled and said, "We were talking about your craftsmanship. The deaf old lady said that you will have great success in the future."

The deaf old lady also smiled and nodded, "Yes, Han Xiaodong is a smart and capable child. He will definitely accomplish great things in the future."

Han Xiaodong scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Thank you grandma, thank you deaf old lady,"

At this time, holding a bag of rice in his hand, "Han Xiaodong, I bought some good rice today. Can you help me make a dish of Yangzhou fried rice? Uncle Yi, please wait a moment, I will make it for you right away."

Han Xiaodong walked into the kitchen and began to prepare the ingredients for Yangzhou fried rice. Soon, the aroma of fried rice filled the entire yard. Yi Zhonghai sat in the yard, smelling the aroma and smiled with satisfaction.

"Han Xiaodong is a really good cook. If he opens a restaurant in the future, his business will definitely be prosperous." Yi Zhonghai said to himself. Han Xiaodong came out with a plate of hot Yangzhou fried rice, "Uncle Yi, your Yangzhou fried rice is ready. Try it."

Yi Zhonghai took the plate, took a bite of fried rice, and nodded repeatedly, "Han Xiaodong, this fried rice is so delicious, better than what I eat outside." "Thank you Uncle Yi for the compliment."

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