Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

He Daqing pondered for a while and said, "Xiaohong, I hope I can find my way home and see my parents one day. They must be very worried about me."

Xiaohong nodded gently, "I believe you can do it. You are so smart and so strong."

He Daqing's life gradually settled down, and his mentality also changed a lot. People in the courtyard no longer regarded him as a "fool", but respectfully called him "Master Daqing". However, the peaceful life is always short-lived, and an unexpected letter broke his peace.

One day, Li Mei hurried to He Daqing's room with a letter in her hand, "Daqing, this is a letter from your parents!"

He Daqing's heartbeat quickened when he heard this. He hurriedly took the letter and opened it. It said, "Daqing, we know you are very busy, but your father has been ill recently and the doctor said the situation is not optimistic. I hope you can come back soon to see him."

He Daqing's heart sank suddenly. His father was ill, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to him. He sat by the bed, holding the letter tightly in both hands, and his father's kind smile and the good times he spent with his parents emerged in his mind. His parents had always cared for him, and his father's illness made him anxious.

Seeing that he looked pale, Xiao Hong asked with concern, "Brother Da Qing, what's wrong with you? What did the letter say?"

He Daqing raised his head, tears flashing in his eyes, "Xiaohong, my father is ill, and the condition is very serious."

Xiaohong was stunned for a moment, then she held his hand and comforted him: "Brother Daqing, don't worry, there must be a way. We can help you find a solution."

He Daqing knew that Xiaohong was comforting him, but he knew in his heart that the road home was a long way off. He had to find a solution as soon as possible and could not delay any longer. He decided to seek help from everyone in the courtyard, hoping to find some clues or methods.

He told Uncle Li, Old Wang and Aunt Zhang about the situation, and everyone was worried about him. Uncle Li thought for a while and said, "Daqing, why don't you go ask the old Chinese doctor again? He has some insights into many difficult and complicated diseases, and maybe he can help you."

He Daqing nodded, "Okay, I'll go find him tomorrow morning."

The next morning, He Daqing went to see an old Chinese doctor near the courtyard with a glimmer of hope. After listening to his situation and thinking carefully, the old doctor said, "Daqing, a person's health does not only depend on medicine, sometimes mood and environment are also important. I have some herbs here, you can take them back and try them, maybe they can help your father a little."

He Daqing gratefully took the herbs and felt a little relieved. He knew that this might not be the best way, but at least it was an attempt. He returned to the courtyard, soaked the herbs, and quietly thought about what to do next.

Seeing that he was frowning, Xiao Hong quietly walked up to him and said softly, "Brother Da Qing, don't be discouraged. We will all help you. You are our best friend, and we will not let you face these difficulties alone."

He Daqing looked at Xiaohong gratefully, feeling warm in his heart, "Thank you, Xiaohong, I feel really lucky to have you here."

In the following days, He Daqing continued to work hard to find more solutions, and at the same time did not give up helping the people in the yard. He knew that he could not be trapped in the predicament, and he had to maintain a positive attitude to find a way out. He insisted on soaking his feet with the herbal medicine of the old Chinese medicine doctor every day, hoping to alleviate his father's condition, and at the same time did not forget to use his modern knowledge to study more possible methods.

One evening, He Daqing was repairing a fan in the yard. Xiaohong came over and said softly, "Brother Daqing, I heard there is a doctor with excellent medical skills in the city. Maybe you can go and ask him."

He Daqing's eyes lit up, "Really? Then we'll go there early tomorrow morning."

The next morning, He Daqing and Xiaohong went to the city and found the doctor. After listening to He Daqing's situation, the doctor gave him some new suggestions and prescribed some medicine. He Daqing was very grateful and returned to the courtyard with the prescription and new hope.

He Daqing insisted on taking medicine every day and wrote to his parents to tell them the doctor's advice, hoping that it would help. His heart was full of hope and anxiety, and he looked forward to the news that his father's condition would improve every day.

Life goes on. Although the days in the courtyard are ordinary, they are full of warmth and care. He Daqing has found new goals and motivation here. He knows that no matter how difficult it is, he must persevere, for himself and for those who care about him.

He believed that as long as he didn't give up, one day he would find his way home, see his parents again, and return to the home full of love and hope.

Daqing traveled through time and space and came to a bustling city. He opened his eyes and found himself lying in a courtyard of a quadrangle. The courtyard was shaded by green trees, and several birds were singing happily on the branches. The quadrangle was surrounded by high walls, which looked simple and mysterious.

"Where is this?" Da Qing wondered to himself. He remembered that he had accidentally traveled to this strange era during an experiment.

There was a sound of footsteps in the yard, and a young woman came over with a bowl of steaming food. She saw Daqing and showed a surprised expression. "Be careful, don't fall." She said gently.

Daqing leaned forward and grinned. He glanced at the courtyard and found it full of antiquity and simplicity. In one corner of the courtyard there was an old-fashioned well, with a few bundles of dried straw piled next to it.

At this time, there was another noise in the yard. A group of children were chasing and playing. When they saw Daqing, they stopped and surrounded him curiously. Daqing was amused by their actions and laughed even more foolishly. He tried to talk to the children, but only made some unclear sounds.

"Is he mute?" a little boy asked curiously.

"No, he's probably just a fool," another little girl replied.

Daqing was amused by the children's teasing and jumped around in the yard with them, although he didn't quite understand what was going on. They led him to participate in their games, and Daqing joined them without hesitation.

The days passed peacefully and warmly in the courtyard. Daqing gradually adapted to the life of this era, although his language and behavior were still a little dull. He liked to bask in the sun in the courtyard and like to look at the innocent smiles of children.

Gradually, Daqing began to pay attention to the lives of the people around him. He found that the old lady in the yard always smiled and brought him some homemade snacks, and the neighbors also