Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

While processing the ingredients, He Daqing gradually calmed down. He focused on washing the chicken and vegetables, thinking about the next direction of investigation. The fragrance from the soup pot filled his nose, making him feel at ease and comfortable.

"Brother Daqing, do you need my help?" Liu Haizhong walked into the kitchen, saw He Daqing busy at work, and offered to help.

He Daqing smiled and nodded, "Brother Haizhong, can you help me cut some ginger slices? I think the chicken soup will be more appetizing if some ginger is added."

Liu Haizhong took the knife with a smile and started to work. The two of them cooperated tacitly in the kitchen, as if they were investigating a case, tacitly and attentively.

When the hen soup was ready, the whole kitchen was filled with a rich aroma. He Daqing poured the soup into a bowl, handed it to Liu Haizhong, and said with a smile: "Come, brother Haizhong, have a taste. This is the hen soup I stewed myself. It is guaranteed to be nutritious."

Liu Haizhong took the bowl, took a sip, and nodded with satisfaction, "It's delicious, Brother Daqing, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

The originally quiet alleys began to be replaced by high-rise buildings. The houses in the courtyards fell into disrepair, the walls gradually became mottled, the wooden beams decayed, and the blue brick paths in the courtyards were covered with weeds.

Yi Zhonghai is a real estate developer, and he also set his sights on this old courtyard house. He only cares about commercial interests and does not care about history and culture. He just wants to develop this land into a high-end residential area to make more profits.

When Yi Zhonghai's company began to send people to the Siheyuan to prepare for demolition, He Daqing decided to stand up to defend his home. He understood that this was not just an old house, but also a sacred place that carried the memories and emotions of several generations of his family. He organized the residents of the Siheyuan, hoping to preserve this long-standing cultural heritage.

However, facing the strong pressure from the real estate developers, He Daqing and his family seemed powerless. They ran around seeking support, hoping to stop the demolition plan. However, their efforts seemed to be unable to change the impending fate.

In this process, He Daqing met many like-minded friends who worked together to protect the Siheyuan. They held various activities and appealed to the society, hoping to attract more attention and support.

At the same time, Yi Zhonghai's methods became more and more vicious. He did not hesitate to use various means to suppress the He family and other people who opposed the demolition. However, these pressures did not make He Daqing and his partners back down. On the contrary, they became more determined and determined to defend their homes.

In this long and fierce struggle, He Daqing gradually grew up. He learned how to communicate with others, how to unite everyone, and how to deal with various complex problems. He is not only the inheritor of the family, but also a responsible community leader.

The story reaches a critical turning point, when the local government begins to intervene. Realizing the historical and cultural value of the courtyard houses, they begin to listen to the residents’ demands and seek a solution that would both protect the cultural heritage and meet the needs of urban development.

He Daqing and He Yuzhu were busy in the small kitchen of the courtyard, preparing dinner. The smoke from the cooking stove was filled with the aroma of rice, warming the whole courtyard.

He Yuzhu is He Daqing's cousin. He is a few years younger than He Daqing, but the relationship between the two is like that of brothers. He Yuzhu is a warm and cheerful person, always smiling, which is in sharp contrast with He Daqing. He skillfully prepares dishes and praises He Daqing from time to time: "Brother, you are such a good cook. You can always make such delicious dishes."

He Daqing smiled and shook his head: "Xiaoyu, you are not bad either. Look at how skillfully you cut vegetables. You are simply an excellent cook."

The two chatted while busying themselves, talking about family matters and the future of the courtyard. In this familiar kitchen, they shared each other's thoughts and felt the warmth of home.

He Daqing knew that the predicament they were facing was not simple, but he did not give up hope. He believed that as long as everyone worked together, they would be able to find a solution to the problem. He Daqing always believed that the Siheyuan was not just a house, but also a history, a feeling, and the root of their family. He did not want to see all this being destroyed easily.

In the kitchen, He Daqing couldn't help but think of his childhood. He remembered his grandparents telling him stories here, and their family sitting together, tasting the local delicacies, and sharing each other's joys and sorrows. Those beautiful memories made He Daqing feel warm in his heart, and also made him more determined to protect the quadrangle.

"Brother, dinner is ready!" He Yuzhu came out with plates of delicious dishes and said to He Daqing with a smile.

He Daqing and He Yuzhu were enjoying their dinner when they heard a knock on the door. He Daqing put down his chopsticks, stood up and went to open the door. Standing outside the door was a white-haired old man with a kind smile on his face and a large bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"Hello, uncle." He Daqing greeted the old man politely.

The old man smiled and nodded: "Young man, I'm here to give you flowers."

He Daqing was a little surprised, not knowing who this old man was. He took the flowers handed over by the old man and said sincerely: "Thank you, sir. I wonder who you are..."

The old man smiled and interrupted He Daqing: "I am an old resident of this courtyard. I heard that you are working hard to protect this courtyard. I am very touched. I planted these flowers myself. I hope they can cheer you up."

He Daqing felt warm at heart after hearing the old man's words. He did not expect that his actions would be supported by the neighbors around him, which made him feel extremely relieved. He put the flowers aside and said to the old man: "Thank you, uncle. We will continue to work hard to protect this courtyard."

The old man nodded, looked at He Daqing with satisfaction, and then turned and left. He Daqing was filled with emotion. He realized that he was not alone in what he did, and the people around him were silently supporting them. This made him more determined to defend his homeland, and he was determined not to disappoint the expectations of those who supported them.

Back in the kitchen, He Daqing told He Yuzhu what happened. He Yuzhu was also moved after hearing it: "Brother, it seems that our efforts are not fought alone, there are so many people supporting us. We must not let them down."

He Daqing decided to immediately find the old man who had just sent the flowers and warn him not to get involved in the dispute with the real estate developer. He was worried that the old man would suffer unnecessary trouble because no one could guarantee their own safety in such a struggle.