Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

Lou Xiao'e held He Daqing's hand and said gently, "Daqing, no matter what happens, I will be by your side to support you. We will face these difficulties together and we will definitely find a solution."

He Daqing felt Lou Xiao'e's support and felt warm in his heart. He knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, with Lou Xiao'e by his side, everything would be easy. They smiled at each other, their hearts filled with hope and determination for the future.

Life continues to move forward with their efforts and mutual support. Although they sometimes encounter twists and turns and challenges, He Daqing and Lou Xiao'e always believe that as long as they work together, they will surely usher in a better tomorrow.

On a summer afternoon, the courtyard was exceptionally quiet, with only a few cicadas chirping in the air. He Daqing had just returned from work and walked into the house with a tired face. He is now a backbone of the department, and the work pressure is increasing day by day. He always feels exhausted physically and mentally when he returns home every day.

When He Yuzhu saw his son coming back, he asked with concern: "Daqing, why did you come back so late today? Are you too tired from work?"

He Daqing took off his coat and nodded tiredly, "Dad, there are a lot of things going on at work recently, and the pressure is high."

He Yuzhu was silent for a while, then said earnestly: "Daqing, work is important, but health cannot be neglected. You work so hard, what if your health collapses?"

He Daqing felt annoyed when he heard his father's words. He knew his father was doing this for his own good, but with the heavy workload and recent troubles, he became particularly sensitive and impatient.

"Dad, I know you care about me, but there are some things I have to do, otherwise how could I have achieved my current results?" He Daqing said excitedly.

He Yuzhu frowned, "Daqing, I'm not saying you shouldn't work hard, but you should also take care of your rest. You've looked a lot more haggard in recent times. If you continue like this, your health will have problems sooner or later."

He Daqing's irritability gradually increased, and he couldn't help but raise his voice, "Dad, I have tried my best to balance work and life! Do you think I don't want to rest? But there are things I must do, and my responsibilities are there, and I can't escape!"

He Yuzhu was also a little angry when he heard his son's tone, "Daqing, I'm saying this for your own good! Can't you see? We just hope that you can be healthy and safe. No matter how important work is, it's not as important as health!"

He Daqing felt his father's anger. He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in his heart, but he still couldn't calm down completely. "Dad, I understand what you mean, but you also have to understand me. I am in this position now, and the pressure is very great. I must take these responsibilities!"

He Yuzhu sighed, "Daqing, of course I understand you, but you have to understand that health is the capital of revolution. Without a good body, nothing can be achieved."

He Daqing felt that the pressure in his heart and his father's expectations were intertwined and became heavier. He didn't want to argue with his father, but the accumulated pressure during this period made it difficult for him to control his emotions.

"Dad, I'm tired, really tired. I know you are all doing this for my own good, but please understand my situation." After saying this, He Daqing turned and walked into his room, closing the door heavily.

He Yuzhu looked at his son's departing back, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew that Daqing had his own pressures, but as a father, he was more worried about his son's health. Communication between the two generations is sometimes like an invisible wall that is difficult to cross.

In the dead of night, He Daqing lay in bed, thinking about the quarrel with his father during the day. He knew he shouldn't get angry with his father, but facing so much pressure, he was really powerless. He felt a pang of pain in his heart, and tears quietly fell.

In the next room, He Yuzhu also did not fall asleep. He sat by the bed, looking at the starry sky outside the window, his heart full of worry and self-blame for his son. He understood Daqing's hardship, but he also hoped that he could put down the burden in his heart and take good care of himself.

The next morning, when He Daqing got up, he found his father busy in the kitchen. The air was filled with the aroma of breakfast. He Daqing felt a warm and guilty feeling in his heart. He walked into the kitchen and saw his father concentrating on cooking porridge.

"Dad, I'm sorry for yesterday. I shouldn't have gotten angry with you." He Daqing apologized in a low voice.

He Yuzhu turned around and saw his son's apology, feeling relieved. He patted He Daqing on the shoulder and said, "Daqing, it's okay. I know you are under a lot of pressure, I just hope you can take good care of yourself. We are a family, and we will face any difficulties together."

He Daqing nodded, his heart full of gratitude and determination. He knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, with the support of his family, he would be able to overcome all difficulties. Their lives continued, and he would cherish this family affection and responsibility even more.

The summer heat gradually faded, and the autumn breeze brought a hint of coolness. He Daqing had been busy with work recently, and his body was a little overwhelmed. His immunity was reduced, and he soon caught a cold. He had a sore throat, severe nasal congestion, and dizziness, but he still insisted on going to work, unwilling to delay his work.

One night, He Daqing returned home exhausted, looking pale and walking with heavy steps. Seeing this, Lou Xiao'e immediately went to meet him and asked with concern: "Daqing, what's wrong with you? You look so bad."

He Daqing forced a smile and said, "Xiao'e, I'm fine. I may have been too tired recently and caught a cold."

Lou Xiao'e frowned, "Daqing, you can't do this. If you have a cold, you should rest well. Come, sit down first. I'll make you some ginger soup."

He Daqing nodded and sat on the chair, feeling weak all over. He knew in his heart that he needed to rest, but he couldn't let go of his work. He felt helpless and helpless.

He Yuzhu came out of the house and saw his son's appearance. He said distressedly: "Daqing, your health is not good, so don't force yourself to do it. You can put your work aside for a while. Your health is the most important thing."

He Daqing nodded weakly. He knew his father was right, but the sense of responsibility in his heart made it difficult for him to really relax. He whispered, "Dad, I know you're worried, but there are some things at work that I have to deal with. I'll take a good rest after I've dealt with these things."

He Yuzhu sighed, "Daqing, there is always work to do, and if your body is broken, you can't do anything. Listen to Dad and have a good rest for a few days."

Lou Xiao'e came over with a bowl of steaming ginger soup and handed it to He Daqing, "Daqing, drink some ginger soup to warm your body first, and go to bed early tonight. Uncle He and I will take good care of you."