The train driver in the courtyard

Early the next morning.

Li Aiguo pushed his bicycle to the front yard.
At this time, the third uncle was already waiting there with a straight posture.
I saw that he had a small cloth bag on his shoulder and a stick in his hand, which was quite unusual.

stick?

"Uncle, what is this stick of yours?" Li Aiguo paused slightly when he saw this.

The wheels of the bicycle also stopped turning, making a slight creaking sound.

"This is a dog-beating stick. Of course, it can also be used to beat people." The third uncle sat down on the bicycle.

Well, the third uncle is going to have bangs now.

But this matter has nothing to do with our Li Aiguo.

He had long ago earnestly reminded Yan Jiecheng not to act rashly at the switch station.

Who would have thought that this guy couldn't control himself and provoked the little girl from the country, leading to the current situation.

"Uncle, please be quiet in the back seat and don't make any noise."

"That's not my business. I'm the most honest person. But I forgot to ask for leave yesterday, so I'll have to trouble you to take me to Red Star Primary School. I know a shortcut that won't take much time."

The third uncle sat on the car seat and held Li Aiguo's waist tightly.

"Please sit down." Li Aiguo bent down slightly and kicked the footrest hard.

The bicycle instantly flew away like an arrow, leaving a slight gust of wind.

The ladies sitting at the entrance of the alley saw this scene and stopped sewing the soles of shoes in their hands, and exclaimed: "Yesterday the young man brought a young boy, and today it's an old man. He is really not picky about food."

Li Aiguo: "."

In the morning light, a young and agile man was riding a bicycle, carrying an old comrade with slightly gray hair and a slightly stiff sitting posture, and they were speeding through the alleys.

The old comrade sitting in the back seat would yell from time to time: "It's turned, it's turned..."

The sound echoed in the alley in the early morning, attracting the attention of many early risers.

After a while, the bicycle arrived at Hongxing Primary School. The third uncle asked for leave, and Li Aiguo drove him to Qianmen Locomotive Depot.

At this time, the coal truck had stopped at the station and was ready to depart.

Li Aiguo brought the third uncle to the locomotive, knocked on the side door, and introduced the third uncle's identity to the train driver.

"It's Jie Cheng's father, come up quickly." The train driver seemed very enthusiastic and stretched out his hand to pull the third uncle up to the driver's building.

At this point, Li Aiguo's ride-sharing service was successfully completed.

It’s a pity that after all this trouble, no one paid for the shipping.

Li Aiguo could only shrug helplessly and smile bitterly to himself.

Humming a cheerful tune, Li Aiguo walked into the studio leisurely.

He first walked into the greenhouse and slowly walked around, carefully checking the growth of tomatoes and cucumbers.

When we came out of the greenhouse, three team members, Zhou Qigong, Professor Zheng and Professor Chen, had already come to work.

After a few pleasantries, Li Aiguo took out a stack of information from the cabinet and distributed it to the three people.

"Everyone, production work is currently underway at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

The container standardization technology has been almost finalized, and our main task is to apply for a patent.”

Zhou Qigong and the other two are all veteran technicians and they understand the importance of patents.

After the three of them received the information, they immediately got busy without saying a word.

Zhou Qigong turned to the first page, looked at a rectangular block for a long time, and raised his hand: "Driver Li, those technical standards can indeed be patented, after all, they have a high technical content.

But this box is just an iron box. If we apply for a patent, wouldn’t it be inappropriate?”

Professor Zheng and Professor Chen also nodded: "If others build iron boxes, it would be inappropriate if we don't let them build them."

Li Aiguo pointed at the blueprint and said, "This is not just an iron box!

Look at the length, width and height, they are all carefully designed. The inner corners and outer sides have special designs, as well as this special curvature, which is very technically difficult.

We can’t control whether others make iron boxes, but they can’t make the same iron boxes as us.”

People these days are really too honest. In later generations, a mobile phone company applied for a patent for the rectangular shape of the mobile phone screen.

In comparison, the design of containers still has a high value.

Although Zhou Qigong still felt a little guilty, he still followed Li Aiguo's instructions and wrote the appearance and dimensions into the patent application information.

It took most of the day to organize the information. Several people carefully put the information into file bags and sealed them with sealing strips.

"Driver Li, what should we do now?" Zhou Qigong handed the information to Li Aiguo.

This kind of application for foreign patents does not exist in the transportation sector.

"Come with me to the Railway Research Institute."

In this way, Zhou Qigong sat on the seat with a confused look on his face, and followed Li Aiguo on a bicycle to the Railway Research Institute.

He watched Li Aiguo knock on the door of the director's office of the Railway Research Institute and hand the information to Liu Guozhang.

Liu Guozhang checked the seal, called a staff member, handed the file bag to him, and instructed: "Immediately send this file bag to the three express trains by train."

The staff member took the file bag and left quickly.

Li Aiguo picked up the phone on Liu Guozhang's desk, dialed it, and after a transfer, he said into the receiver: "Hello, Mr. Peter, this is Li Aiguo from Beijing.

The container patent application materials will be sent to the train immediately and you will receive it in two days. The patent application this time is the same as before, so don’t make a big fuss about it.”

After giving some instructions, Li Aiguo hung up the phone.

Zhou Qigong stood aside, stunned, his mouth slightly open, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He muttered, "Is this the end?"

"It's done. The next work will be handed over to Gangcheng." Li Aiguo hung up the phone with a relaxed smile on his face.

Hextech is now a well-known technology company in Hong Kong.

In order to facilitate patent applications and resolve patent disputes, Yang Jizong hired several well-known lawyers in Hong Kong at high salaries to form a legal team.

As long as the information is sent in, the lawyers will start working immediately.

Afterwards, Li Aiguo exchanged a few words with Liu Guozhang before leaving the Railway Research Institute with Zhou Qigong.

Along the way, Zhou Qigong sat on the back seat of the bicycle, still unable to recover from the shock he had just experienced.

He originally thought that Li Aiguo’s patent application would need to be submitted to the ministry first, and then he would need to contact the person in charge abroad through the ministry, and then wait for the appointment.

did not expect.

With just one phone call, Li Aiguo was able to contact Gangcheng.

With just one sentence, Li Aiguo completed the patent application.

Zhou Qigong had also made some small inventions, but he just wanted to apply for a patent in China. He applied to his superiors four or five times, but all his applications were rejected.

In comparison, the efficiency of the two is far superior.

It would be nice if I could enjoy this kind of treatment in the future.
After the patent application materials were sent away, the development of the container was about to enter the next stage, so Li Aiguo gave Zhou Qigong and others an afternoon off.

"Old Zhou, you have worked hard recently. This is the subsidy specially given to you by the maintenance section." Li Aiguo knew very well that if you want the horse to run, you have to provide a grassy road.

I specially applied for living allowance for the three of them.

The subsidy was not much, just a few cloth coupons and industrial coupons.

But the three of them were so excited that they couldn't close their mouths.

These things are an affirmation of their worth.

The capital is the largest city in the country, and the abundance of resources there is unmatched by other cities.

When the three of them come here, they must bring some gifts for their relatives and friends.

After lunch, Zhou Qigong and the two old professors happily rode their borrowed bicycles to the Capital Department Store.

As soon as I stopped my bicycle, a comrade in a black Zhongshan suit came over like a ghost.

"Isn't this Xiao Zhou?" The voice had a hint of sarcasm.

Zhou Qigong raised his head subconsciously, and when he saw that the person standing opposite him was Zheng Xian, the leader of the department, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Hello, Director Zheng." Zhou Qigong quickly suppressed his smile and greeted him respectfully.

Zheng Xian's face looked a little unhappy.

His eyes slid over the two old professors, and finally landed on Zhou Qigong: "Xiao Zhou, I know you have opinions about our ministry's rejection of container technology, but you are from our Ministry of Transport after all. How can you run to the Ministry of Railways and help the railways now?"

There was a hint of annoyance in Zheng Xian's tone.

No wonder he was angry.

Although the Ministry of Transport and the Ministry of Railways are two independent departments, they are both located in Beijing and have work contacts on a daily basis, so news spreads quickly.

At the conference of the Ministry of Transport, it was Zheng Xian who led a group of leaders to veto the container technology.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the railway department took over the technology and even seconded the people from the transportation department.

Zheng Xian also wanted to stop it, but because it was the leader of the Ministry of Railways who personally came forward to lend the person, he could only swallow his anger helplessly.

This action was equivalent to a loud slap in the face of Zheng Xian, making him lose face in front of everyone.

At first Zhou Qigong didn't understand why Zheng Xian was angry, but after thinking about it carefully, he understood.

“Director Zheng, whether it is the Ministry of Railways or the Ministry of Transport, they are both national departments. I am working for the country’s development. There is no need to make such a clear distinction.

The railway gave us a subsidy today, so we have to go and bring some gifts to our wives and children. See you later."

Zhou Qigong was also a man with a bad temper. He replied indifferently and walked around Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian was so angry that he was shaking all over and almost fainted.

His face turned from blue to white, and then from white to red. His expression was extremely wonderful.

But the next second, he seemed to suddenly think of something and burst out laughing.

"This kid really thinks he has come up with some amazing technology. When the development of that broken iron box fails and you are kicked back by the railway department, we will settle the score."

Zheng Xian was not a rash person. He studied the information thoroughly before deciding to oppose container technology.

He knew very well that although container technology could greatly improve transportation efficiency in theory, if one link was not managed correctly, it would be enough to determine the inevitable failure of this thing.

In his opinion, Zhou Qigong and others were just doing useless work and would fail sooner or later.

When Zhou Qigong and his companions walked into Beijing Department Store, Professor Zheng and Professor Chen suddenly stopped.

With a trace of worry and uneasiness on their faces, they looked at Zhou Qigong and said anxiously: "Qigong, it seems that we have offended the leaders in the department this time."

"What are you afraid of? At worst, we can apply to be transferred to the railway department." Zhou Qigong said.

This statement shocked Professor Zheng and Professor Chen: "This, this is not good."

"What's wrong with that? Teachers, you must understand better than the students that once container technology is popularized throughout the country, it will bring about revolutionary changes in domestic transportation methods."

Facing his two old mentors, Zhou Qigong did not hide anything and spoke out all his thoughts without reservation.

“Container technology is not just technology. According to the plan of driver Li, a container management center will be established in the future.

Responsible for transforming various stations and docks to make them meet the standards of container transportation.

In addition, the center is also responsible for the dispatch of containers.

There is so much we can do.”

After saying that, he paused slightly and lowered his voice and said: "The most important thing is that I think the railway is the place where real business can be done." This statement was a bit incorrect. Professor Zheng and Professor Chen's faces changed, but neither of them refused immediately.

They knew very well that what Zhou Qigong said was not without reason, but the matter was of great importance and required long-term consideration.

"Mr. Qi, I need to think about this carefully again."

"Yes, after teaching for most of my life, I am now going to work on the front line. I am a little excited, but also a little scared."

Zhou Qigong knew that this matter was of great importance, so he did not urge the two of them.

He knew in his heart that the prerequisite for all this to be realized was the successful development of container technology, otherwise everything would be just castles in the air.

The Yexi switch station at this time.

The third uncle held a dog-beating stick in his hand, pointed at Yan Jiecheng's nose and said, "Jiecheng, why are you so stupid?"

The third uncle always believed in convincing people with reason and rarely used violence.

Yan Jiecheng was also shocked at this moment, and quickly explained: "Dad, Zhang Guifang is a pretty good girl, honest, capable, and with a thick waist. She will definitely give birth to a big fat boy for our Yan family in the future."

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"Dad has no problem with Zhang Guifang, the key is her parents. Marriage is not a matter between two people!"

"Dad, that's all old-fashioned thinking. Nowadays, people value freedom in love."

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng was still stubborn, the third uncle frowned and took out his trump card: "Jiecheng, are you ready to live in the Jia family after you get married?"

As soon as these words came out.

Yan Jiecheng was suddenly speechless.

Because Qin Huairu was a rural girl, Jia Dongxu was the only one in the Jia family who had a grain allowance.

In the past when times were better, it was still manageable.

There has been a food shortage in the capital in the past two years, and the Jia family has been unable to find their next meal.

If it weren't for the help from Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu's family, they would have been penniless long ago.

"Jie Cheng, you are now a formal employee of the railway. It is easy for you to marry a working wife in Beijing. If you really dare to marry Zhang Guifang, I will sever the father-son relationship with you."

Yan Jieben was a little hesitant to begin with, and now seeing that the third uncle wanted to sever ties with him, he suddenly hesitated.

"But if that's the case, I'd be so sorry to Zhang Guifang."

"Hey, Jie Cheng, you are still young and you take feelings too seriously. Your father also had someone he loved back then.

It's just that the girl's parents didn't allow it.

I couldn't understand it at the time, and I was very anxious. Later, I went on a blind date and married your mother.

I have come through all these years, and I have given birth to several of your children."

The third uncle spoke out and talked about his past relationship experiences.

Yan Jiecheng gradually made up his mind, but he also put forward his own request: "Dad, although I can't be with Zhang Guifang, I also hope to part ways amicably and explain things clearly to Zhang Guifang."

"This is a matter of course. We in the Yan family are all honest people and would not do such things as deceiving others' feelings." The third uncle nodded and agreed.

Yan Jiecheng asked the third uncle to take care of the switchman station first.

With a nervous mood, I left the switch station and came to Zhangzhuang Commune.

It was afternoon, the sun was scorching, burning the earth, as if melting all things in the world in this scorching heat.

In the fields of Zhangzhuang Commune, the crops swayed slightly in the heat wave, as if they were gasping for breath with difficulty.

Zhang Guifang was hoeing the fields with a group of fellow members.

The sun shone mercilessly on her. Her originally fair face was flushed by the sun and fine beads of sweat kept oozing out of her forehead.

Seeing Yan Jiecheng walking along the path, Zhang Guifang hurriedly dropped her hoe and went to meet him.

When she was about to get close to Yan Jiecheng, she took out a handkerchief from her trouser pocket and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Then he reached out and brushed off the dust on his body, patting it several times, trying to make himself look neater, and then walked over slowly.

"Brother Jie Cheng, why are you here? Did you miss me?" Zhang Guifang said shyly with her hands behind her back, her toes lightly tapping the ground and her body swaying slightly.

Yan Jiecheng looked at Zhang Guifang's dark and shining eyes and found it difficult to speak for a moment.

His lips trembled slightly, and his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he was unable to speak for a long time.

Zhang Guifang noticed something was wrong with Yan Jiecheng's expression and realized something. Her expression suddenly changed: "Brother Jiecheng, has something happened?"

Yan Jiecheng didn't want to hurt this innocent girl anymore, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Guifang, you are a good girl, but we are not suitable for each other, let's break up."

When he said this, his voice was low and hoarse, as if he had used up all his strength to say every word. His eyes were full of guilt and helplessness. He did not dare to look directly into Zhang Guifang's eyes. He could only lower his head slightly and look at the ground beneath his feet.

"My father said that we two are not suitable..." Yan Jiecheng felt uneasy when Zhang Guifang stared at him. He was about to explain but was interrupted by Zhang Guifang.

Zhang Guifang sighed softly.

The sigh was like a breeze, gently blowing past, but it carried with it endless loneliness and unwillingness. She whispered, "Brother Jie Cheng, I can understand you..."

"Really? That's great." Yan Jiecheng was overjoyed, and the guilt that weighed on his heart disappeared.

"But please understand me." Zhang Guifang spoke to herself.

Suddenly, she seemed to have changed into a different person. She turned her head and shouted at the top of her lungs towards the field: "Brother, my man is running away, help me get him back!"

The sound was like a sudden thunderclap, exploding above the silent fields.

Yan Jiecheng didn't expect things to turn out like this. He turned around and tried to run, but it was too late.

I saw a dozen or so members rushing over from afar like a tide, holding shovels and hoes tightly in their hands, and the shiny blades were flashing cold light in the sun.

In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Yan Jie and formed an impenetrable encirclement.

Zhang Guifang separated the members and walked in, smiling sweetly at Yan Jiecheng: "Brother Jiecheng, you can definitely understand me, right?"

The sound seemed particularly strange in this tense atmosphere.

At the same time, at the Yesi Switch Station, Yan Buguiben was already feeling very uneasy in that simple shack.

This Yexi switch station may be seen by others as just a desolate and lonely place with no one around.

But in Yan Bugui's eyes, it seems like a mysterious place hiding countless treasures.

Look at the fertile fields not far from the railway tracks, where sweet potatoes are quietly growing rich fruits underground.

On the ridges of the fields, winter melon vines spread wildly, looking green and lush.

That winter melon soup was the delicious dish he had been longing for.

Yan Bugui left the shack, ran to the ridge of the field, and instantly spotted an enormous winter melon in a ditch.

This winter melon is as big as two human heads.

He picked it up with great effort. The heavy weight filled his heart with joy. He kept saying, "My dear, my dear..."

Yan Bugui picked the winter melon and was suddenly shrouded by a shadow.

He looked up and saw a group of winter melons. No, a group of members were staring at him, led by Zhang Jinsheng.

"Brother Zhang, I misunderstood. I didn't mean to steal your winter melons. I just saw that they were ripe, so I prepared to pick them and send them to you."

"Oh, Brother Yan, you are too polite. This gift is too expensive." Zhang Jinsheng stretched out his hand to take the winter melon.

"What dowry? What dowry?"

Yan Bugui keenly caught the strangeness in the words, and thought to himself that something was wrong. He took back the winter melon without hesitation and hid it tightly in his arms.

Zhang Jinsheng's face darkened when he saw this. He picked up the hoe without saying anything and said, "What do you think, Brother Yan?"

"." Yan Bugui was silent for a moment and raised the winter melon above his head.

It was already noon when Li Aiguo learned the news about Yexi Station.

Director Chen, who is in charge of engineering work, knocked on the door of the studio.

"Driver Li, Yan Jiecheng is your neighbor, right?"

"Yeah, what happened to him?"

Seeing that Director Chen looked unhappy, Li Aiguo quickly put down his pen, stood up, and let him into the studio.

"I just received a report from Lao Zhao that Yan Jiecheng sneaked back home to get married! He almost delayed the passage of two coal trucks."

Director Chen said angrily: "We don't object to employees getting married, but you should also report it in advance."

Hearing this, Li Aiguo immediately felt something was wrong, and quickly poured Director Chen a cup of tea and asked him to explain the situation clearly.

It turned out that the Yexi switchman station was in charge of two switchmen.

When changing shifts, switchmen usually go to the switch station half a day in advance to hand over their work.

Today, when the switchman Lao Zhao came to the Yesi Switch Station to change shifts, he found that Yan Jiecheng was nowhere to be seen in the station and there was a note on the table.

The note read: "Dear Leader Duan, I am going home to get married, so I am asking for a half-month leave."

There are two people taking turns at the switchman station, and now Yan Jiecheng has returned home to get married.

The switchman Lao Zhao called the maintenance director Lao Chen while going to Yexi Station to collect supplies.

He asked Lao Chen to send another switchman to the Yexi switch station.

Only then did Old Chen know that Yan Jiecheng had quit the job.

"Driver Li, if Yan Jiecheng leaves his post without asking for leave in advance, he is committing a serious mistake."

Director Chen whispered, "I think he is your neighbor, so let's suppress this matter first. You can quickly ask Yan Jiecheng to complete the marriage procedures so that I can report him to the section."

"Brother Chen, thank you so much." Li Aiguo picked up two cucumbers from the side and handed them to Director Chen: "Take them home and let the children taste them."

Cucumbers are too expensive.

Director Chen wanted to refuse, but was stopped by Li Aiguo, so he could only put the cucumbers into the canvas bag.

After he finished installing it, Li Aiguo continued, "Brother Chen, I think Yan Jiecheng might be in trouble."

"What?" Director Chen's face changed drastically.

Li Aiguo recounted the story of Yan Jiecheng and Zhang Guifang, and also told about Yan Bugui's trip to the switchman station.

"So, Yan Jiecheng and his father both disappeared in the switchyard." Director Chen realized the seriousness of the problem.

You must be kidding. Two living people are missing from the switch station. If the higher-ups investigate, he, the old director in charge of engineering works, will also have to take the blame.

"Maybe it's a misunderstanding, but we can't be careless. If something really happens to them, it will be troublesome."

Li Aiguo asked Director Chen to contact the Yexi switch station again, and then he rode his bicycle back to the courtyard.

The third aunt was watering the vegetables at this time. When she saw Li Aiguo coming over, she smiled and greeted him: "Aiguo, look how juicy the cabbages I planted are. I'll pick some for you later."

Li Aiguo looked around and saw that there was no one else. He lowered his voice and asked, "Third Aunt, is your Jie Cheng getting married?"

"No, didn't his father go to persuade him to break up with that girl today?" When the third aunt said this, she immediately realized that something was wrong.

You know, according to the Third Uncle's plan, he would take the service vehicle back to the capital at noon so as not to delay teaching students in the afternoon.

The three aunts stared with wide eyes: "Aiguo, what happened?"

Li Aiguo took the bucket from the third aunt and said slowly, "I think your Jie Cheng is getting married."

Three Aunts: “Ah!”

(End of this chapter)