Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 463
Rolling mill, workshop one.

Yang Xiaotao put the finished air cylinder aside. In the past half a day, Yang Xiaotao has already made two air cylinders.

Sun Guo watched from the side, admiring him all the time.

Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter in their workshop, spent a whole day wasting time before he made a semi-finished product, and the quality was even worse.

Look at people again...

It can be seen that there is still a gap between the same eighth-level fitters.

And this is Yang Xiaotao's ability.

"Mr. Yang, take a break. We'll be eating right away."

Sun Guo was talking on the sidelines, and there were several people watching.

Yang Xiaotao moved his fingers, nodded and said, "Okay! How are the other parts finished?"

"There is still a slide valve that has not been made, and a lot of others have been done."

Sun Guo said on the side, as for the slide valve, he could see that it was no less difficult than the cylinder.

Yang Xiaotao nodded. The things he designed naturally knew the difficulty. If the eighth-level fitter of the cylinder is still competent, the slide valve needs the best of the eighth-level masters.

As for Yi Zhonghai, he couldn't even make a cylinder, but there was moisture in it.

If there was no problem with the grading at the beginning, Yang Xiaotao estimated that Yi Zhonghai's thoughts were all on pension calculations, and his skills at hand would naturally regress.

"I'll make a few slide valves this afternoon, and we'll try to finish them all today. We'll assemble them tomorrow and the day after tomorrow and test them out."

As Yang Xiaotao said, Sun Guo smiled, and if they could produce samples, most of their tasks in the workshop were completed.

He is not a person with poor eyesight. As for the steam engine made by Yang Xiaotao, if they really want to let them make it in a workshop, even if they make it, they can't make much in a day.

He felt that in order to produce on a large scale, it is necessary to gather the power of the whole factory and gather the eighth-level fitters together.

But this is simply not realistic.

The eighth-level workers, not to mention the treasures of each workshop, even in this rolling mill, are also concerned.

Give him a workshop, and the other workshop directors can come and fight him hard.

Sun Guo has this self-knowledge, so he can see it openly. If he can make one, it is a victory.

Several people walked towards the restaurant together behind Sun Guo and Yang Xiaotao.

When I came to the entrance of the second canteen, before I went in, I saw Lou Xiaoe standing with Sha Zhu.

Yang Xiaotao ignored it and approached the cafeteria with a few others.

I was just wondering, Shazhu and Lou Xiaoe got together again?

But the current situation is not like in the film and television drama. Although the Lou family has no money, they are out of trouble. I can also take care of one or two.

There's no need to get entangled with Sha Zhu.

What's more, the silly Zhu at this time is not from the background of three generations of farm laborers, he is a middle peasant, and he is not much better.

"Lou Xiao'e, think about what I said just now. After all, with our background, we have no choice."

Silly Zhu had a dream last night, this time the heroine was not Qin Huairu, but Lou Xiaoe.

When I woke up in the morning, I thought that if I was with Lou Xiaoe, meeting Xu Damao would kill him.

If there was another son, Xu Damao would probably be furious.

What's more, with Lou Xiao'e's appearance, this background, a married man, it's not a loss to follow him.

Lou Xiaoe's face was full of frost. She came to eat today, but she was blocked by silly pillars before she went in.

After talking nonsense without thinking, and finally realizing that she wanted to be with her, Lou Xiaoe was immediately annoyed.

No matter how blind she was, Lou Xiao'e would not look for a bastard like Sha Zhu.

What's more, she has long put a terminator on her marriage.

Now I just want to live a good life and stay with my parents.

This silly Zhu is still thinking of pulling her back to the courtyard, back to that sad place?

dream!

Thinking of this, Lou Xiao'e stared at Shazhu and said word by word.

"Silly Zhu, you are a big man and you are not ashamed to say this? You are still with you, and you don't look in the mirror to see what you are."

"How capable do you really think you are? If you have the ability to compare with Yang Xiaotao, and surround the three-foot stove all day long, you have a bad ability."

"I told you clearly, the two of us, don't even think about it."

Then, he took the lunch box and ran to the cafeteria.

Yang Xiaotao's lunch box is still in her hand.

Silly Zhu was stunned, looking at Lou Xiao'e who ran in, his face was ugly.

After a long time, he yelled.

"Dog man and woman, it is your blessing that I can take a fancy to you."

"What's wrong with me just walking around the stove? At least I don't have to worry about food."

"Stupid bitches..."

Silly Zhu walked to a cafeteria disdainfully, completely throwing Lou Xiao'e aside in his heart. After all, the deaf old lady was dizzy, so let Lou Xiao'e forget it.

On the other side, after Lou Xiaoe gave Yang Xiaotao a lunch box, she lined up at the back.

Sun Guo knew that there were only two people in the R&D team, but he didn't want to make fun of Yang Xiaotao, and he couldn't make jokes, he just talked about work on the sidelines.

Yang Xiaotao didn't ask about Lou Xiao'e either. Apart from the overlap in work, the two of them have their own families in life, which is not suitable or worthwhile.

After dinner, Yang Xiaotao and Sun Guo returned to the workshop and continued to work.

Time is running out, the weather is getting warmer, and farm affairs are brought into daily life.

Last winter was cold and early, but this year the weather was abnormal and hot early.

When I went back to Yangjiazhuang, I heard the grandfather and a few old people say that the current temperature is probably suitable for planting in the field without the rain.

In this regard, Director Gao of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences believed it and made a practical investigation.

Finally, in order to seize the time and strive for the early maturity of spring corn, it was decided to start work one or two weeks before the "grain rain" after the "rain".

And it's only a week away from the rain.

During this period, if the gods don't reward the face, then people will have to splash the ground, and the time will be advanced.

Thinking of this, the matter of digging the well can only be advanced and not postponed.

Moreover, he also had to go to the farm early to preside over the production of Yangcun No. [-].

For the first time, Yang Xiaotao was worried if he didn't look at it.

Back in the workshop, Yang Xiaotao started to make the slide valve, which is an important part of the steam engine, and Yang Xiaotao made it very slowly.

When it was time to get off work, two slide valves were made.

Arranging the finished parts neatly, Yang Xiaotao made another check on the side.

What I made today is enough to assemble two sets of steam engines.

The reason why there are two sets is that Yang Xiaotao is afraid that if something goes wrong, it will delay the matter.

"Director Sun, that's it for today, let's assemble it tomorrow."

"Okay. Mr. Yang, go back and rest first. Don't worry about this thing. What it is now will be what it will be tomorrow."

"Okay, you also go to bed early."

After speaking, Yang Xiaotao went to the office.

Opening the door, there was no one in the room, so Yang Xiaotao walked to the table and drank some water before walking towards the courtyard with his backpack.

When Yang Xiaotao returned to the courtyard, he heard a burst of mourning as soon as he reached the entrance of the alley.

Yang Xiaotao took two quick steps, and then he saw Yan Fugui greeting everyone at the gate of the courtyard, holding a cigarette case in his hand, and two middle-aged men holding suona and trumpets at the gate were blowing.

The sound keeps on, letting people around know that there is something white here.

Yang Xiaotao knew in his heart that Jia Dongxu was probably gone.

Walking to the gate of the front yard, Yan Fugui glanced at Yang Xiaotao, didn't say much, just shook his head and sighed.

When Jia Dongxu left, the three mothers told Yan Fugui verbatim.

Thinking about it now, if Qin Huairu hadn't chosen Jia Dongxu, if Yang Xiaotao had been with Qin Huairu back then, there wouldn't be so many things going on in this courtyard.

"At the end of the day, it's because the Jia family has no fate, and Qin Huairu has no luck."

Yan Fugui thought silently in his heart, and when he got home, he had a good class with his children, "Don't be so thoughtful about what you shouldn't be. Otherwise, you will only find trouble and bring disaster."

When Yang Xiaotao walked into the front yard, he saw that the yard had been cleaned up, all the things that had been scattered everywhere had been put away, and there was even a white cloth hanging on the hanging flower door.

Yang Xiaotao walked in, and what caught his eyes was the white cloth at the door of Jia's house. Sitting at the door, Jia Zhang burst into tears, and Qin Huairu was also crying beside him. They didn't have white cloth on their bodies, but Bang Geng and Xiao Dang were wrapped in white cloth , kneeling at the door, moving his legs and feet from time to time.

Yi Zhonghai's face was haggard, he was strutting on one side, and he was holding a pack of cigarettes in his bangs on the other side, arranging people everywhere.

Yang Xiaotao passed by the door, looking at the coffins placed in the room.

There is no strict requirement for cremation yet, and many people in Sijiu City still follow burial.

However, the value of this coffin is not low. If the Jia family can afford a coffin, it must be bought by Yi Zhonghai.

No worries, Yang Xiaotao went straight home.

For Jia Dongxu, Yang Xiaotao has no sympathy.

Life or death, it's the same, just like the weeds on the side of the road, it grows silently and withers silently, without any influence on the pedestrians passing by.

Go home and clean up and start cooking.

In the courtyard, Qin Huairu's eyes were red, and after a whole day, without a drop of water, she fainted from crying several times.

Jia Zhang's expression was dull, looking at the parked coffin for a while, looking at Qin Huairu for a while, and looking at the stick for a while, for fear that these people would suddenly leave him and abandon her.

After Yi Zhonghai made arrangements, Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui also returned, and the three walked to the door to look at Qin Huairu.

Right now, the three of them regard Qin Huairu as the master of the Jia family, and as for the Jia Zhang family, as long as this old lady is not bad.

"Huairu, it's up to you to make up your mind about Dongxu's funeral."

"To the Jia family, people have been sent today, and people will come tomorrow. It's just that Dongxu's tomb still needs people to look at it."

After hearing this, Qin Huairu knew that someone had to be appointed to take a look at this matter. Although it is a new era, under the millennium of Chinese inheritance, in people's consciousness, the cemetery of ancestors is related to future generations.

"Grandpa, our family is still young, and I'm a woman. I don't understand these things, so I need your help."

Yi Zhonghai nodded, "Tomorrow, when Dongxu's relatives come, let Bang Geng go back with him and recognize the place."

Qin Huairu nodded, and Jia Zhang who was on the side bowed her head silently when she heard the relatives of the Jia family.

Can those poor relatives come tomorrow?
Ever since Lao Jia came to Forty-Nine City, he has less contact with people from his hometown. After Lao Jia left, Jia Dongxu thought it was troublesome, and he also dealt with it during the holidays in Pengnian. connect.

Now, she really didn't dare to say that someone would come.

Yi Zhonghai talked for a while, and Qin Huairu nodded in agreement.

Then Liu Haizhong was in charge of entertaining the guests tomorrow, and Yan Fugui was in charge of recording.

When the three left, Qin Huairu stood up and went to look for Sha Zhu.

Jia Zhang took a look, remained silent, and continued to cry.

When Sha Zhu returned to the courtyard, he heard that Jia Dongxu was gone, and there was a moment of surprise on his gloomy face, and then he continued to walk to the middle courtyard with a cold face.

As soon as he came in, he saw Qin Huairu leaning against the door with his stomach outstretched, feeling indescribably bleak.

For a moment, Shazhu wanted to go up and hug the poor woman, give her a chest, and make her feel warm.

But then, a voice sounded from the bottom of my heart, "Qin Huairu is a widow, do you want to find a widow to be your wife?"

After hesitating, another voice appeared again, "Lou Xiao'e's second-hand ones are similar to widows, don't you think the same?"

"Nonsense, Qin Huairu has a child, and Lou Xiao'e has no child!"

"Stupid, having a child means that you can have a child, but if you can't have a child, why do you want it!"

"You're stupid, Qin Huairu has a mother-in-law, so it's no wonder that she agrees."

"It's a big deal to keep them together..."

The two voices kept appearing, and Shazhu felt his head was about to explode, and he patted his head hard, and there was a burst of pain before his mind stopped.

But at this moment, Sha Zhu had already made a decision.

If it was before, Shazhu would definitely not think so. No matter how good the widow is, he still likes the big girl with yellow flowers.

It's like eating steamed buns, who wants to eat someone else's?

But now, Jia Dongxu is gone, leaving the little widow Qin Huairu behind, isn't that just an opportunity?
Thinking of what happened in the corn pile that night, Shazhu's heart became hot.

As for finding a wife, that is also a must.

At worst, just find someone with a bad background.

Or, find a country chick.

For a long time, Sha Zhu lay on the bed and grinned.

It's good to be a widow and a widow. Of course, you still need a big girl with yellow flowers to marry a daughter-in-law.

Only a fool makes a choice, he, He Yuzhu, wants it all.

(End of this chapter)