Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

His father patted him on the shoulder, his eyes full of pride and satisfaction.

He Daqing's heart was filled with warmth and gratitude. He knew that he had not only won everyone's recognition, but also made his parents see his own value again. However, the question in his heart still remained: Why did he travel to this era? How can he return to the modern era?

He decided to continue exploring, using his wisdom and courage to find a glimmer of hope. In his life in the courtyard, he gradually found some clues and made more friends. They experienced many ups and downs together and faced various challenges in life together.

After He Daqing saved Xiao Ming, his status in the courtyard rose steadily, and the neighbors all looked at him with admiration. However, life is always full of twists and turns.

One day, an uninvited guest came to the courtyard. It was Zhang Dahu, a vagrant who did not work properly. Zhang Dahu had a feud with He Daqing's father in his early years and had always held a grudge against He Daqing's family. On this day, Zhang Dahu drank some wine and staggered to the courtyard, cursing.

"He Laoer, come out here!" Zhang Dahu roared, his eyes full of malice.

He Daqing's father, He Laoer, came out of the house with a gloomy face, "Zhang Dahu, what are you doing here again?"

"What? I came to see your good son!" Zhang Dahu grinned and pointed at He Daqing, "I heard that he saved someone. Humph, I want to see how powerful this 'idiot' is!"

He Daqing knew that Zhang Dahu was a difficult character, but he couldn't let his father and family be bullied, so he stepped forward and said, "Zhang Dahu, you've drunk too much, go back."

Zhang Dahu sneered, "Oh, 'Idiot' is quite courageous! I won't go back, what can you do to me?"

He Daqing said nothing more, but stared at Zhang Dahu, with a firm look in his eyes. Seeing this, Zhang Dahu got angry and suddenly punched He Daqing.

He Daqing was unable to dodge and was hit in the face, feeling a sharp pain. Seeing this, the neighbors in the yard stepped forward to stop him.

"Stop! What are you doing!" the old lady shouted angrily.

Zhang Dahu pushed everyone away and punched He Daqing in the abdomen. He Daqing felt suffocated, endured the pain, and tried to stand firm.

"I'm fine." He Daqing managed to squeeze out a sentence, trying his best to make his voice sound calm.

Zhang Dahu looked at He Daqing and said disdainfully: "You fool, today I'll let you know, don't think you can be so arrogant here just because you saved someone!"

He Daqing did not fight back, because he knew that if he did it himself, things would only get worse. He supported himself against the wall, slowly stood up, and looked at Zhang Dahu with a firm gaze.

"I don't care what you think, but I won't let you bully my family." He Daqing said in a deep voice.

At this time, other people in the yard also stood up and accused Zhang Dahu.

"If you dare to do that again, we will call the police!" someone shouted.

Seeing that everyone was very angry, Zhang Dahu knew that he would suffer if he continued making trouble, so he said viciously, "Just wait for me!" and left in embarrassment.

The neighbors gathered around and looked at He Daqing with concern.

"Are you okay, Daqing?" the old lady asked anxiously.

He Daqing shook his head and forced a smile, "It's okay, just a superficial wound."

The mother quickly fetched the medicine box and treated He Daqing's wound with a distressed look, "Daqing, you've worked so hard."

He Daqing felt a warm feeling. He knew that everything he did was for this family and for those who cared about him. He endured the pain and comforted his mother, "Mom, don't worry, I'm fine."

That night, He Daqing lay in bed, unable to sleep due to the pain in his body. He recalled what had just happened, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions. He knew that he had to be stronger to protect his family and friends from getting hurt again.

The next morning, when He Daqing got up, he found that people in the yard were busy, some were cleaning, some were making breakfast, and the atmosphere was as warm as usual. He walked out of the room and ran into the old lady.

"Daqing, you suffered last night." The old lady said with concern.

"Grandma, it's okay, I can get through it." He Daqing smiled, but secretly made up his mind not to let such a thing happen again.

As time went by, He Daqing worked and studied harder, learned more skills, helped his neighbors solve various difficulties, and gradually, his position in the courtyard became more and more important.

One day, He Daqing was repairing the door of his neighbor's house when he heard a noise in the distance. He looked up and saw that it was Zhang Dahu and a few thugs.

"Daqing, come in quickly!" the mother shouted nervously.

He Daqing knew that escaping was not the solution to the problem. He took a deep breath and walked towards Zhang Dahu.

"Zhang Dahu, what are you doing here again?" He Daqing asked calmly.

Zhang Dahu grinned, "Let me tell you, don't think you can hide here forever. I won't let you go so easily this time!"

He Daqing knew that this time it would be difficult to end peacefully, but he was determined not to back down. "I'm not afraid of you, Zhang Dahu. If you dare to attack me again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhang Dahu roared and punched He Daqing. He Daqing was prepared this time and dodged quickly, grabbing Zhang Dahu's wrist and twisting it hard. Zhang Dahu screamed in pain, and the other thugs rushed up one after another.

He Daqing tried his best to resist with some self-defense skills he had learned in his daily life, but he was outnumbered and was soon surrounded by several people. At this time, the neighbors in the yard also came and worked together to drive Zhang Dahu and others away.

The news of He Daqing being beaten spread in the courtyard, and everyone became more concerned about him. After a few days of rest and adjustment, He Daqing decided to be self-reliant and no longer let his family and neighbors worry about him. He thought of many working models in modern society and decided to set up a stall outside the courtyard to sell books and newspapers.

This idea excited He Daqing, who believed that he could find more meaning in life through his own efforts. He discussed with his mother and decided to sell some old books and newspapers bought from the scrap collection station.

"Mom, I want to try setting up a stall and selling some things." He Daqing said, his eyes full of determination.

Although the mother was a little worried, she nodded when she saw her son's determination, "Okay, Daqing, Mom supports you. But you have to be careful and don't work too hard."