Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 658

After a while, Wang Fa ran in after Xiaoqiang.

Wang Fa was puzzled and didn't understand what was going on. He was working hard in the workshop when the secretary of the factory manager came over and asked what was wrong, making himself very confused.

When I arrived at the office, I was a little nervous because there were so many people staring at me.

Yang Youning didn't care about explaining, so he just asked.

"Team Leader Wang, Yang Xiaotao made a pot in the workshop earlier, you know that."

Wang Fa calmed down and thought about it for a while, then he nodded, "I know."

"Have you learned it yet?"

"Huh? Study? No, I was busy at the time, and the director was tinkering with it himself, so we didn't go to see it."

Yang Youning was very disappointed, "Oh, why don't you learn? What a great opportunity, others can't learn even if they want to learn, but you are lucky. If you are guarding a great god, you don't know how to be diligent and learn?"

Yang Youning is distressed, if someone learns it, their rolling mill will be advanced again this year with such a big list!

Pity!
Wang Fa was sprayed and felt at a loss.

what's going on?
I just said a few words, and I was sprayed, what's the situation?
He glanced blankly at Chen Gong, then at Xu Yuanshan, the old superior.

The two looked serious, and no one paid him any attention.

Come on, don't ask me anything.

"Wang Fa, think again, when Yang Xiaotao made this pot, did he have any blueprints?"

Xu Yuanshan spoke suddenly, and Yang Youning reacted.

"Yes, as long as there are blueprints."

"Xiaoqiang, go and call Lou Xiao'e."

Finally, thinking of Lou Xiao'e again, Xiaoqiang outside ran out again.

At this time, Wang Fa thought of something, and quickly explained, "Director, this blueprint? It seems that there is really one."

"I remember that he did it twice, the first time he did it with the drawings, and the second time, he didn't seem to have it."

"As long as there are blueprints."

Yang Youning glanced at Xu Yuanshan, he was still a reliable partner, but it was a pity that he left him.

"With blueprints, we can make them."

Chen Gong smiled, and glanced at Xu Yuanshan indiscriminately. Fortunately, this guy went to the chemical plant.

After a while, Lou Xiaoe also ran to the office, and was asked about the pressure cooker.

"I know, the section chief just made it himself. I asked him what it was for, and he said to make soup for a confinement patient."

When Lou Xiaoe talked about this, her heart was still sour.

"No drawings?"

"Yes, but we don't."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, the section chief didn't keep the drawings in the office, so we didn't."

Yang Youning shook his head helplessly.

The others were also dissatisfied after hearing this.

You fucking made a pot for your daughter-in-law's confinement, but you are capable, right?

But if you did it, you did it, and you made such a big thing, you went out and there was no news, let them guard Baoshan and have nowhere to go.

It's annoying.

"Such an important matter, why didn't you say it earlier, how can you be a 'secretary'?"

Lou Xiao'e showed her grievances, she is not a 'secretary', she is just doing logistics, why does she feel like a spy.

But Yang Youning spoke, and Lou Xiaoe quickly explained, "The factory director. You said last time that you must be vigilant to protect the secrets of the rolling mill, so the section chief always carries the drawings by himself."

Yang Youning's heart ached, and what he said became a knife piercing his heart.

Chen Gong also looked over, his eyes full of resentment, Officer Wang heard this and sighed again.

This task is difficult.

"Maybe, there will be one at the section chief's house."

Suddenly, Lou Xiao'e said something, raising everyone's spirits again, and then there was another toss.

in the afternoon
Yang Youning and Director Wang waited in the office after eating. Both of them looked calm, but they were both anxious.

Ever since Lou Xiaoe said that there might be blueprints in Yang Xiaotao's house, everyone put their hopes in Yang Xiaotao's house.

Send Xiaoqiang to the courtyard to find Ran Qiuye to inquire about the situation. It would be best if she knew, and she could bring back the blueprint. With the resources of the rolling mill, there is no reason why it couldn't be done.

If Ran Qiuye didn't know, he would be helpless.

Xiaoqiang, who went to the courtyard, came back soon, saying that Ran Qiuye had returned to Yangjiazhuang, and there was no one in the courtyard.

He was too embarrassed to search the house, so he could only come back and report the situation.

In desperation, Xu Yuanshan had no choice but to drive to Yangjiazhuang himself.

When Xu Yuanshan arrived at Yangjiazhuang, he found Ran Qiuye and asked about the pressure cooker.

At first, Ran Qiuye wondered what was the matter, but after figuring it out, she told about the before and after making of the pressure cooker, especially after sending it out last time, Yang Xiaotao made another explanation.

But she really didn't know the specific blueprint, but it was possible to keep it at home.

There was no other way, so Xu Yuanshan had no choice but to drag Ran Qiuye back to the courtyard.

On this day, the people in the courtyard saw the small jeeps coming again and again, and there was already an uproar in the courtyard.

The workers in the rolling mill learned from the radio that Yang Xiaotao had been rewarded again. Although they didn't know how much the reward was, but with the size of the rolling mill, this time it was another face for the factory, so the reward must be quite a lot.

Later, I heard people say that Hou Gong, who came back, got a reward of 100 yuan and industrial vouchers at one time. Everyone guessed that Yang Xiaotao got only a lot more.

100 yuan, this is the only scorpion shit in the courtyard.

In the front yard, Yan Fugui watched Ran Qiuye being pulled back by the small jeep, and wanted to go up to ask what was going on, but seeing Xu Yuanshan's cold look, he didn't dare to go forward.

"Master, do you see anything?"

The third mother was envious at the side. She had never built a jeep in her life, and she watched Ran Qiuye get off the car with envy.

"No. But it should be a good thing."

"What do you say?"

"That Xu Yuanshan used to be Yang Xiaotao's immediate boss, and he has a good relationship." Yan Fugui lowered his glasses, "Besides, look at Ran Qiuye's continuous smile and unhurried gait, it doesn't look like something is wrong at first glance. "

The third mother nodded, and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, I heard from Wang Dashan's family in the middle court that Ran Qiuye is pregnant again."

"Yang Xiaotao made such a big commotion before he left, it really works."

Speaking of this, Yan Fugui lowered his head.

When a man reaches this age, his physical strength will decline, but he can't lose his face, he can only
Yang Xiaotao was making a fuss that night, those old women in the courtyard kept using this to run on the gentlemen at home, but the gentlemen just liked this, and they got motivated as soon as they were provoked, and the result...
I heard that recently, there have been rumors of pregnancy in the yard.

After the new year, the people in this courtyard are more lively.

"Okay, let's go home. I'll go to the middle courtyard to have a look."

Yan Fugui walked towards the Hanging Flower Gate with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the old man behind her, the three mothers snorted coldly, at her age, she can still give birth.

In the middle courtyard, Qin Huairu was washing clothes in front of the faucet, while Stickong squatted on the ground and counted ants.

She heard about Ran Qiuye's going to the rolling mill, especially when she heard that the reward was 100 yuan, she felt so uncomfortable that she almost couldn't breathe.

Yang Xiaotao's monthly salary is so much, and there are rewards. If it was given to her, what kind of teacher would she do?

Stretching out his hand to rub the clothes, thinking of the soap that Ran Qiuye used in the yard, it was easy to wash and clean, not to mention it still had a fragrance, and he was envious again.

Glancing at Ran Qiuye in the room, and then lowering his head to look at his stomach, resentment rose in his heart.

If she hadn't listened to Jia Zhang's advice and hadn't been on the ring, she could have given birth.

"It must be a loser."

Qin Huairu thought viciously, there is only one boy in their family, if Ran Qiuye gave birth to two sons for Yang Xiaotao, wouldn't it be a comparison?

In the future, everyone will have no help.

"Give birth to a money-losing product, so much money, it happens to be all lost."

At the door, Mrs. Jia Zhang bumped her head against her head while muttering viciously.

Their family also lost a lot of goods, but their family had no money to pay.

In this way, their family has made a profit.

Qin Huairu was also shocked by this strange brain circuit.

Looking at the stick stalk beside him, Qin Huairu frowned when he was still playing with ants at such a big age.

Last month, Banggen reached the age of enrollment. Although there is no compulsory schooling, the tuition fee is not high. Forty-Nine City stipulates that the average salary of each household does not exceed five yuan, and children do not have to pay tuition fees when they go to school.

There are five people in her family, with a salary of 18 yuan and five, so there is no need to pay tuition fees, and it is nothing more than eating at noon.

Of course, you can go home to eat during the half-day class, but you have to be prepared.

The ones as big as the sticks in the yard have entered the school, but the sticks can't go to school.

They said that the work was too tiring to rest for two days, Jia Zhang also said aside, but their family didn't have many food stamps, so they didn't let them go.

But now it’s past October [-]st. It’s been so long. Many children in the courtyard have studied for a month, and they can recite poems in the courtyard.

"Bang, come here."

"What's wrong?"

Stick stick is holding a branch in his hand to tease ants on the ground, when he heard Qin Huairu's cry, he came over reluctantly.

"Bang, it's Monday tomorrow, mom will send you to school!"

"No, I'm not going to school."

"No, I have to go. How can I learn to read and earn money if I don't go to school?"

"No, I don't want to go to school."

Bang Geng shook his head reluctantly, Qin Huairu frowned, stood up suddenly, and narrowed his eyes.

She can accommodate Stick for other things, but this is the only thing she can't.

All these years, everyone in the courtyard could understand why Yang Xiaotao had such a good life?

Why do you go up every step of the way and make so many good things?

People are literate and cultured.

While I was farting and chatting in the yard, someone moved a stool to read a book under the eaves.

When I sleep with my wife in my arms at night, he reads a book with a light on in the house.

They beat their children on rainy days, and when they rest after get off work, they still find time to read.

With this perseverance and enthusiasm for learning, I have a good day today.

Now, everyone in the courtyard knows the importance of studying. If the children in the family don't want to go to school, they will be yelled and scolded, and they will go straight to work.

Even the teachers in the school said that the children in this courtyard are obedient and serious in their studies.

Of course, the teachers have also received requests from the parents, whoever is disobedient and does not study hard will be beaten to death.

If it is broken, you don't need to lose money.

In such an enlightened family environment, poor study is purely a matter of talent.

As for Yan Jiekuang from Yan Fugui's family in the front yard, now he has to ask his father to make up lessons when he returns home.

All in all, the courtyard attaches great importance to children's education.

But now, stick stem doesn't want to go to school?

This is not rushing into good grass.

"Why don't you want to go to school?"

Stick bowed his head, "I'm afraid they'll make fun of me."

Hearing this, Qin Huairu felt uncomfortable, and this was the hurdle she had been holding on to all along.

The stick is so small, he lost one eye, and when he went to school, the children would gather together, what if no one played with him?
It is certain to be laughed at by children.

Ugh…

Qin Huairu touched the stick's head, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

(End of this chapter)