Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 1923 There’s a real problem
Yu Zecheng picked up two documents.

One of them is about Tian Jing’s resume, and you can know her basic information at a glance.

The remaining one is information about Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu's recent partnership in "selling medicinal wine".

Yu Zecheng took a quick look at the two documents and then put his hands on his chin.

He tapped his fingers on the materials used to sell medicinal wine.

"In other words, the reason why she, Qin Jingru, approached Tian Jing was to promote herbal wine."

"Why is Tian Jing?"

"Is there really something unspeakable?"

"If not, then getting close to Qin Jingru is like getting close to the Siheyuan, that is."

Yu Zecheng muttered to himself, quickly connecting the two things in his mind.

Then he picked up Tian Jing's information and asked, "Is there any specific information before liberation?"

Xiao Liu shook his head, "No, our information is still obtained from the school archives."

"In other words, she filled in a lot of the content herself?"

"Yes, that's right."

Xiao Liu nodded seriously, and then suggested, "Director, I think the Internal Affairs Department may have information about this person."

"Housekeeping?"

Yu Zecheng nodded on the table and then picked up the phone.

Just three minutes later, Yu Zecheng hung up the phone again.

"This guy is actually on a business trip."

"Forget it. It doesn't matter whether there is any information or not. What's important is that we need to confirm whether she is a human or a ghost."

After hearing this, Xiao Liu immediately showed an eager expression and waited for Yu Zecheng's arrangements.

"What's the latest news from Xiaobo?"

"He said that things in the south have been completed, hybrid rice has been successful and has been reported, but it has not been announced yet."

Xiao Liu told Yu Zecheng the news Xiao Bo had sent back, and Yu Zecheng asked again, "Is there any special situation?"

"No, there's nothing unusual around here."

"This is strange. Could it be that the other party knows that we are fishing?"

"It may be because it was exposed at the beginning."

"Ok!"

Yu Zecheng thought of the original arrangement and fell silent again.

"Well, have someone continue to keep an eye on Tian Jing, but don't get too close. Let Xiaolong come back to help if necessary."

"Everything else remains the same."

"Yes!"

Xiao Liu turned and left.

Yu Zecheng was looking at the documents on the table, and as his eyes opened and closed, a thought arose in his mind.

Night falls.

Cuiping came to the yard to visit after dinner as usual.

After staying in the middle courtyard for a while, he led the child back.

Just after passing the Moon Gate, I saw an old Taoist sitting at the door observing the stars, so I went up to him and started chatting with him.

"By the way, I heard that Yang Xiaotao is coming back?"

"It's already September, and he has to go out for more than half a month, leaving the house to his wife and children. This guy is really willing to do that."

Cui Ping complained, and then muttered, "These men just walk away without any conscience."

The old Taoist priest listened quietly at the side and just laughed.

After Cuiping finished speaking, he spoke up, "Yes, I will be back soon. I have finished dealing with the matter in the south."

"It seems that the rice yield per mu has exceeded 1,000 kilograms. I brought back the data this time and will report it to the Academy of Agricultural Sciences."

The old Taoist said this very carefully. Cui Ping curled her lips and said, "What's wrong with making a report? It's not like I haven't done it before."

"Haha. Yeah."

"It's just a report, but I heard that the higher-ups are going to reward him with a thousand dollars."

"What? One thousand~"

Cuiping almost broke her voice, full of disbelief.

And below this voice, a faint cry came from the house next door.

Cuiping subconsciously looked at the old Taoist, and they both smiled at the same time.

"That's a lot. Compared to the rice technology, this thousand is too little."

The two talked for a while, and then Cuiping took Xiao Shitou back to the house to sleep.

The old Taoist looked up at the stars in the sky, subconsciously stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers, "This constellation is a bit messy. Weird, weird!"

In the Xu family's house.

Qin Jingru stretched out ten fingers, and all she could think of was one thousand yuan.

A thousand dollars.

When Xu Damao was here, the monthly salary was less than 40 yuan.

Apart from food and drink expenses, saving five dollars a month is considered a lot.

One thousand dollars would cost two hundred dollars a month.

This will take more than ten years.

Thinking about how Yang Xiaotao earned just one thousand yuan on a business trip, which was what his family had earned for more than ten years, I felt sour and envious.

It was like, seeing Yang Xiaotao making money was more painful than not making any money myself.

'Why didn't I have this fate in the first place?'

The next day, Qin Jingru got up as usual and came to the central courtyard with dark circles under her eyes.

Entered the Qin family and found Qin Huairu.

The two sisters closed the door and talked, telling each other the news they heard last night. Although Qin Huairu didn't say much, her hand holding the basket was already turning white.

"Help look after Huaihua Xiaodang at home and don't run around all day."

"I'm going to the countryside."

Qin Jingru nodded, "Sister, I paid for the wine this time, you have to give me half."

"I know. You are the only one who can settle accounts."

After Qin Huairu finished speaking, she carried the basket and was about to leave.

Qin Jingru took out a bottle of wine from the bedside table, which was prepared for Tian Jing.

Qin Huairu went out and happened to meet Ran Qiuye taking the child out.

The two of them didn't say anything when they met. This was usually the case.

As they walked out of the front gate one after another, Qin Huairu saw a jeep parked at the entrance of the alley. When she saw Ran Qiuye going out, the driver hurried over and escorted the child into the car.

After Ran Qiuye got in the car, it started to leave. Qin Huairu looked at the jeep going away, and squeezed her fingers harder to stop it.

But in the next second, the power disappeared from his arms, replaced by a feeling of powerlessness.

Now, there is not even a man in their family, why should they compete with Ran Qiuye?

Today's courtyard house is no longer the stage where she performed.

Now, she can only watch the people on the stage and perform to her heart's content from the audience.

Carrying the basket, he lowered his head and walked away quickly.

"Sister Qin!"

Before she even left the alley, she heard a voice calling her.

When she looked up, she saw Tian Jing smiling at her.

During this period, Tian Jing began to enter the Siheyuan with the help of Qin Jingru's relationship. She met with her and even discussed the efficacy of medicinal wine.

However, she always felt that the other person's smile was a little fake.

Just like Yang Xiaotao, there is a knife hidden behind the smile.

Whenever I see this smile, I always think of the story behind it.

"This is a long journey."

"Yes, Mr. Tian."

Qin Huairu was not very enthusiastic, perhaps because of her first impression.

After answering, Qin Huairu was about to leave. Seeing this, Tian Jing kept smiling. After Qin Huairu left, she continued to walk towards the courtyard.

But when she lowered her head, there was a hint of surprise on her face. Could it be that I did something wrong that made her wary?

Tian Jing was in deep thought.

She has investigated everyone in the courtyard.

They are basically workers from various factories.

Most of them are workers in machinery factories.

Moreover, these people are all Yang Xiaotao's die-hard fans. If I contact them myself, I might be exposed.

As for Ran Qiuye, even though they were all teachers, they did not dare to take the initiative to contact her.

But the Qin sisters are different. They are marginal figures in the courtyard, and Qin Huairu has fallen out with Yang Xiaotao.

Yang Xiaotao even said, "We'll never see each other again", which shows that the relationship has reached a freezing point.

That's why she contacted the two of them and got information from them.

But she didn't expect Qin Huairu to be like this, which disappointed her greatly.

Fortunately, there is Qin Jingru.

When we arrived at the courtyard, the three aunties in the front yard smiled at us.

After all, he is a university teacher, much higher than my old man who is a primary school teacher, and he speaks very politely.

After a brief chat, Tian Jing went to the backyard and went straight to Qin Jingru's house.

He left the courtyard at noon, with a bottle of wine in his hand. His indifferent expression disappeared only when he reached the entrance of the alley, and was replaced by hurried steps.

"Director, the other party went to school."

In the distance, Xiao Liu looked at Tian Jing who walked into the school gate, and said to Yu Zecheng who was resting with his eyes closed.

"Does she have classes today?"

"There are no classes anymore. Students nowadays don't attend classes anymore."

"Oh, let our students go in and take a look."

"it is good!"

Xiao Liu got off the car and Yu Zecheng sat up straight.

"Sure enough, all those who approach abnormally have ulterior motives."

"Now, I'll be busy."

Minfu, the Seventh Ministry of Machine Building Research Base.

On the wide field, Ran's father was squatting on the ground, looking at the broken pieces of steel. From time to time, he picked up a piece to measure and observe carefully.

There were a lot of debris left at the scene, but most of them were from the rocket, and there were very few outer shells of the two liquid oxygen tanks.

Shen Tao stood aside, moving from time to time, his eyes sweeping through the debris around him, but his face was confused.

He really couldn't see what was wrong with it.

"Director Ran, what's the problem here?"

Song Tao finally asked, it’s not a problem to just stand there.

"Not sure, we're looking into it."

Father Ran said without turning his head.

The people around him ignored him and continued with their work.

Song Tao hit a snag and stopped asking.

At this time, the investigator outside came in and whispered in Song Tao's ear, "Director, the comrades who went to the Sannong Fertilizer Factory to investigate have sent back news."

"How to say?"

The two men walked aside and Song Tao began to ask.

"It wasn't clear on the phone, except that the liquid oxygen produced this time was produced as a temporary overtime job."

"The workshop director in charge of production is called Xu Hongsen. It is said that he immediately arranged for production after receiving the notice from the factory director."

"The person in charge of this matter is the factory director's secretary, Ye Qiongqiong. It is said that the jars used were sent by her and others."

"Then we came here by water. The person who conducted the inspection was Miao Xinran who died here. If there were any problems with the inspection, it would not be..."

The visitor didn't finish his words, but Song Tao understood what he meant.

No one would joke about his own life.

"So, there's nothing wrong with the liquid oxygen?"

Song Tao asked, stroking his chin. The man glanced at the researchers who were still busy not far away, then nodded, "According to our judgment, there should be no problem."

Song Tao thought to himself, it’s just as he thought.

"Forget it. Let our people write a report, especially for the two parties involved. Make the report clear and have them sign and seal it. This will be the end of it."

Song Tao was about to tell Director Ran, but the man hesitated and finally said, "Director, those two people are not in the factory."

Song Tao paused, then turned around and asked, "Not here?"

"Yes, when our people went there, they had just gone to the township to investigate the supply of fertilizer raw materials."

"Neither?"

"Ok!"

Song Tao touched his chin again, "A little bit, what a coincidence."

The visitor nodded silently.

In the eyes of people in their industry, coincidences are often inevitable arrangements.

The nature of their work makes them naturally suspicious of "coincidences".