Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 647 I am a grandfather

Yang Xiaotao was silent, but Liu Daming at the side suddenly stood up and walked to the front row of tables.

"Gong Liu."

Yang Xiaotao yelled, the other party was not in the right mood, so he quickly followed.

On the table in the front row, Secretary Wang was communicating with a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was wearing long sleeves, with sunken cheeks and disheveled hair, but he spoke in a low voice, the authentic flavor of the city of Sijiu.

The two were talking, and suddenly they saw a person walking over and standing not far from them.

Secretary Wang looked up.

The visitor is not young, not tall, and has gray hair, but his brows are frowning together, looking angry or excited?
The middle-aged man also saw Liu Daming, frowned, stared at him, then his pupils dilated suddenly, and he stood up suddenly.

Secretary Wang beside him could clearly feel his body trembling.

In the same way, Liu Daming was shaking his body and panting heavily, Yang Xiaotao hurried to his side to support him.

Then he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

There was a sudden silence in the arena.

A group of people stared at the two in puzzlement.

"Master, Master!"

The middle-aged man's voice was hoarse, as if he was trying to suppress his emotions, tears streaming down his face.

"Gouzi, Shen Gouzi!"

Liu Daming also pursed his lips and spit out two words.

"Master, I am, I am a dog, I am!"

puff

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground and stretched out his arms to hug Liu Daming's leg, "Master, it's me, it's me!"

Liu Daming raised his hand tremblingly, looking at the middle-aged man with the same hair as himself in front of him, he wanted to touch it, but he was afraid of something.

He raised his head, tears streaming down his ears to the ground.

"Eight years!"

"Eight years!"

Liu Daming said, only this sentence made the crying middle-aged man even more uncomfortable.

"Master, master!"

"I know, eight years and three months, I know! Master!"

The middle-aged man cried sadly, and the eyes of several other people at the same table were also red.

And at this moment, another old man came from behind.

A middle-aged man in front of the table is lowering his head, holding back his tears, and trying to suppress the thoughts that have drawn up in his heart.

But I heard a familiar name.

"Niuwa, is that you?"

The good people are like being struck by lightning.

Turn around suddenly.

"Master. Ah. Master!"

"It's really you, Niu Wazi..."

"master."

For a moment, weeping like rain.

Another couple hugged each other, crying and laughing.

At this moment, several people at this table looked at other tables, trying to find the faces in memory.

Some people have even gone down, looking around.

Yang Xiaotao stood between the two groups on the left and right, listening to their conversation, he felt panicked.

With everything in front of you, you don't need to guess what's going on.

Everyone knew it in their hearts, and the scene was silent.

Secretary Wang looked at the scene of the noodles and couldn't help sighing, "Xiao Shen, Xiao Li, and two masters, let's sit down and talk, sit down and talk."

Liu Daming helped his apprentice up, and took a closer look at the apprentice he hadn't seen for eight years, and the two sat together.

"You, why is this hair whiter than mine?"

Upon hearing this, Secretary Wang looked at Xiao Shen with guilt on his face.

However, Xiao Shen didn't answer the master's question, because it didn't need to be said at all.

Everyone is the same.

"Master, it's nothing. Why are you here? I didn't expect, I really didn't expect you to come back. If I knew, I, I..."

His voice choked up again, and he grabbed Liu Daming's hand even harder.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land is a happy event, let alone meeting one's master and relatives?
Liu Daming didn't know what to say, he just clapped his hands.

"This time I called up manpower to support the front line, so I signed up."

"However, you have not lost your craftsmanship over the years."

"No, master, eighth-level fitter, I am also an eighth-level fitter now. I didn't embarrass you."

"Hahaha, good good good good good good"

Everyone around got out of the way, and the space was given to the four of them.

Yang Xiaotao returned to his original seat, while Hou Baowei looked at Liu Daming and the two, and talked about the past.

"This man is Shen Rong, Lao Liu's apprentice, the most proud apprentice, or his son is not bad,"

"Back then, Shen Rong's parents died of illness, and he was the only one left. A young man in the [-]th or [-]th century entered the rolling mill. He didn't know anything, and he didn't understand anything. It was Lao Liu who led him and walked out step by step."

"In those years, the two of them said they were masters and apprentices, but they loved each other like father and son."

"After Guo Jia summoned him, he signed up and left the rolling mill."

When Hou Baowei spoke eloquently, everyone felt uncomfortable hearing it.

"Look at him, he's less than forty this year, and he looks like this."

"Here, I have suffered a lot!"

Everyone looked at the ramen in the bowl and the two dishes on the table, feeling even more panicked.

"Life here is bitter!"

Niu Jianfeng on the side suddenly spoke.

"A few years ago, many factories moved here to support construction."

"Later, the factory was built and the workers came, but the logistics couldn't keep up. The whole country tightened their belts. How could there be any extras? On this road, it was difficult to transport anything, not to mention the famine in those years. It's getting harder."

"These people, they have suffered a lot!"

Everyone is indifferent.

Yang Xiaotao recalled the words in his previous life, "one generation suffers the hardships of five generations, and one generation fights the battles of five generations".

And right now, he is also a generation.

After waiting for a while, Liu Daming and Shen Rong came over after their emotions stabilized.

At this time, Liu Daming had a smile on his face, a smile that was lost and found again.

In particular, Shen Rong got married and had two sons, which made him even more happy.

It's a pity that the child is no longer with him. He came to Jin Gao this time for a mission.

Yang Xiaotao quickly moved his butt to the side to get out of the way, and the two sat down next to each other.

"Old Hou, you know our factory."

Liu Daming pointed at Hou Baowei, and Shen Rong had some impressions, "Uncle Hou, it's great that you're here too."

"Xiao Shen, you have changed so much over the years that I didn't even recognize you."

"Ha ha"

"This is the youngest eighth-level fitter in our rolling mill, Yang Xiaotao."

Liu Daming went on to introduce.

Seeing Yang Xiaotao's youthful face, Shen Rong looked at Liu Daming curiously.

"This is, Junior Brother?"

I was taken aback at the table.

"Hahaha"

Hou Baowei laughed, Liu Daming blushed, and Yang Xiaotao touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Xiao Shen, if this is your junior brother, Lao Liu can jump into the sky."

Hou Baowei smiled, and the people around who knew the situation also laughed.

"Go, go, go laughing."

Liu Daming drove away the people who saw the joke. Seeing this, Shen Rong knew that he had said something wrong, and quickly explained, "I came here in a hurry this time, so I don't know the situation, master, what's going on?"

Liu Daming shook his head.

"He is self-taught and has technical ability. In our factory, this is it."

Saying thumbs up.

Only then did Shen Rong react, "Sorry, I thought..."

Yang Xiaotao waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, at my age, when I first came here, I was treated as a follower."

"Oh, who made me young?"

As he spoke, he raised his head proudly, and a group of old men around him looked down on him.

"Hey Tui."

"Hey, who is old?"

Although you don't accept the old, although you envy the young, but at this time, how can a group of old men spoil you?
Yang Xiaotao immediately shrank his head and started communicating with Shen Rong.

At the table, Shen Rong only said what he could say.

In this way, Yang Xiaotao and the others also understood the mission of this visit.

It's not the end result that they're here.

Here, it is still a place of selection.

The difference is that they will conduct special training according to the task, and only those who meet the standards will complete the final project.

Of course, those who cannot meet the standards will be sent back to their original places.

Everyone was sweating in their hearts when they heard this, if they were eliminated, how could they have any face?
……

Under the dim light, the narrow conference room was full of people.

The complexions of these people looked even more yellow under the yellow light bulb, and many of them held paper and pens in their hands, with serious expressions.

The middle-aged man in front was wearing a white shirt, as if it hadn't been changed in these years. It was washed and seamed when it was dirty, and he put on a cotton jacket when it was cold, and rolled up his sleeves when it was hot.

It seems that this white shirt is the most important thing, and I don't want to take it off for a moment.

And like him, there is also the plaid shirt below.

These clothes have a special meaning.

Wearing them is like, being able to feel like a loved one.

At this moment, no matter whether it is a white shirt or a plaid shirt, they all look dignified.

"The data is correct?"

The low voice of the white shirt sounded, and everyone below looked at each other, and finally looked at the plaid shirt in front.

In the eyes of everyone, the plaid shirt loosened the neckline.

"According to our calculations, the problem in the simulation experiment is that the container cannot remain airtight under ultra-high pressure. We estimate that the high pressure must be maintained for at least one second."

"If it is shorter than this time, we cannot guarantee the experimental effect."

"In other words, this hidden danger may cause the experiment to fail."

"I can't even take this risk!"

Plaid Shirt spoke neither in a hurry nor slowly, his voice was still a little hoarse, his face was even more yellow, and the long-term malnutrition made him look even thinner.

Bai Shirt was not surprised when he heard this, because he had known about this for a long time, and he just wanted to confirm it again, because the peripheral manufacturing team was also under great pressure.

"Anyone else have any other comments?"

In the conference room, everyone shook their heads.

The white shirt nodded, and then the meeting ended.

In the end, there were only two people left in the meeting room.

"Old Ran, I hope you are right."

"Did you know that because of this item, the commander-in-chief typed up the report. The factories all over the country sent excellent workers to join the war!"

"The assessment is now in Lanzhou, thousands of miles away."

"If this is still wrong."

Bai Shirt didn't say much, both of them knew it in their hearts.

"Old Zheng."

"I see."

Plaid shirt said solemnly, "I have passed the air with the production team, and the fuse seal they proposed has a great hidden danger."

"Especially under high temperature and high pressure, the thermal expansion and contraction of a single object is enough to jump apart."

"What's more, I really don't know what they think about fusing in that environment."

The two were silent again, and then both laughed again.

Over the years, they have also seen many strange ideas.

"In that case, just wait for the result."

The white shirt said leisurely, "However, is your request lowered?"

"Old Huang from the production team would ask me if I was okay every time he saw me, and now I avoid him when I eat."

"That's your business, I just take care of it."

"Okay, you can do it, don't ask me about family matters!"

"Oh, Old Zheng, the relationship between our family, what you said is out of the question!"

Plaid shirt suddenly warmed up.

The white shirt also smiled, and took a piece of paper out of his pocket.

"I asked someone to inquire about it for you."

"Congratulations, you became a grandfather more than two months ago, remember to treat me to dinner later!"

"More than two months? Grandpa? Ah! Hahaha"

"I'm a grandfather now!"

After speaking, the plaid shirt snatched the paper and ran out, so he didn't care if he ate or not.

"This old Ran!"

(End of this chapter)