Siheyuan: The eldest brother of the He family, abuses Shazhu at the beginning

He suddenly stopped, looked up at Lou Xiao'e, and said seriously: "Xiao'e, you are right, I need to think about it carefully."

Lou Xiao'e was stunned. She didn't expect Yan Jiecheng to say that. She frowned and wondered if her suggestion was really useful.

He Yuliang looked at the expressions of the two people, and a trace of curiosity arose in his heart. He couldn't help but ask: "Brother Jie Cheng, what do you think?"

Yan Jiecheng pursed his lips, pondered his thoughts, and then said in a deep voice: "I think we can find some special handicrafts or unique snacks and open a small shop in the courtyard."

Lou Xiao'e's eyes lit up when she heard this. She thought this was a good idea. "Yes, there is no such store in our courtyard. If we can introduce some special products, it may attract a lot of people."

He Yuliang also nodded, "Besides, each resident in our courtyard has his or her own specialties and skills. Perhaps we can use these resources to create unique products."

After hearing the two people's agreement, Yan Jiecheng became more determined in his thoughts. He took a deep breath and decided to plan the business plan of this small shop.

So, the three of them started to discuss together. From morning till night, they discussed in detail the store's decoration style, product procurement channels, price positioning, etc. Everyone used their wisdom and creativity to gradually turn this idea into reality.

In the following days, they were busy and fulfilled. He Yuliang was responsible for contacting the surrounding craftsmen to create exquisite handicrafts; Lou Xiaoe was responsible for selecting the raw materials and recipes of snacks and researching several unique delicacies; and Yan Jiecheng was busy arranging the store to ensure that everything was ready.

Finally, on a sunny morning, their shop opened. Residents of the courtyard came to visit and were attracted by the dazzling array of goods and tempting food in the shop. They bought a variety of handicrafts and snacks, and praised the uniqueness of the shop.

Yan Jiecheng looked at the lively scene in the store, his heart filled with satisfaction and joy. He knew that this small store was not only his dream, but also the result of the joint efforts and convergence of the entire Siheyuan.

After the small shop in the courtyard opened, the business became more and more prosperous, and it became an indispensable part of the daily life of the residents. However, at the same time, cracks appeared in the relationship between He Yuliang and Ran Qiuye.

He Yuliang's work pressure is getting higher and higher. He often needs to work overtime and has little time to spend with his family. Ran Qiuye feels neglected and feels lost and lonely. They communicate less and less, and quarrels often occur.

One night, when He Yuliang hurried home, he found Ran Qiuye sitting alone in the living room with a faint sadness on his face. His heart tightened, and he realized that his neglect of his family had reached its limit.

"Qiuye, what's wrong with you?" He Yuliang walked forward and asked with concern.

Ran Qiuye raised his head and looked at He Yuliang, his eyes full of helplessness, "Yuliang, we seem to be becoming more and more strangers."

He Yuliang's heart sank. He realized that the problem between him and Ran Qiuye had become so serious that it could no longer be ignored. "I'm sorry, I know I ignored you, but I'm really busy." He Yuliang said, "We should talk it over."

After hearing this, Ran Qiuye felt even more disappointed. "You are busy with work every day, but you put your family and me behind."

He Yuliang felt a pang of heartache. He never thought that he and Ran Qiuye would come to this point. "I will change, I promise you." He Yuliang held Ran Qiuye's hand tightly, "Let's solve this problem together."

However, despite He Yuliang's efforts to change, the problems between them persisted. Ran Qiuye felt that she was becoming more and more marginalized in He Yuliang's life, and her dissatisfaction and disappointment were growing deeper and deeper.

On a sunny weekend, He Yuliang and Ran Qiuye decided to go out and relax and have a good talk. They came to a park outside the courtyard and took a leisurely walk on the green grass path.

"Yuliang, the problems between us are becoming more and more serious." Ran Qiuye couldn't help but speak.

He Yuliang stopped and looked at Ran Qiuye seriously, "I know, I'm sad too. But I really don't know what to do."

Ran Qiuye sighed, feeling helpless, "Maybe we need some time to calm down and think about our relationship."

He Yuliang was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Maybe you are right, we all need some time to think about it."

The two walked silently in the park, their hearts full of mixed emotions. They used to rely on and support each other, but now they are facing alienation and indifference from each other.

Back at the courtyard, He Yuliang and Ran Qiuye were both in a heavy mood. They knew that this relationship had reached a crossroads and needed to carefully consider the future direction.

In the courtyard, He Yuliang and Ran Qiuye's life gradually returned to peace, but the problems between them became more serious. One day, when they were having dinner, they suddenly heard a hurried phone ring.

"Who's calling?" He Yuliang frowned, walked to the phone and picked up the receiver.

An anxious voice from a street office staff member came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. He, this is Captain Li from the street office. I have something to discuss with you."

He Yuliang's heart tightened, and he felt that something might not be right. He asked anxiously, "What happened?"

"It's like this. Your neighborhood needs a person in charge of garbage sorting. Due to some special circumstances, we need to re-select a person in charge." Captain Li explained, "The previous person in charge of your neighborhood left because of a job transfer, so we need you to nominate someone to replace him."

He Yuliang's heart sank after hearing this. He knew that his son and daughter-in-law used to be in charge of garbage sorting, but now they are gone. He felt a deep sadness welling up in his heart. He remembered his son's smile and his daughter-in-law's tenderness.

"Captain Li, I understand. I will nominate a person in charge as soon as possible." He Yuliang said in a firm tone, suppressing his sadness.

After hanging up the phone, He Yuliang sat down in a chair with a heavy heart. He felt a huge loss. His son and daughter-in-law left him, and he lost his job in the street. He felt helpless and didn't know how to face the future.

Ran Qiuye looked at He Yuliang's expression, and her heart was also filled with uneasiness. She knew the pain in her husband's heart, but she was powerless and could only accompany him silently.