A pleasant life in a courtyard

Chapter 131 The road is still long
In the family building of the university.

Li Xiang hurriedly took the mung bean soup brought in by his wife and placed it in front of the teacher and himself.

Professor Hao took a spoonful and drank it. After suppressing the heat for a while, he said to the students:

"The school regrets it very much now. Why did they let you go to the factory in the first place? If you had stayed in the school honestly, most of the credit belongs to the school."

"If I stayed at school, I would probably go to school step by step. This thing may not be available." Li Xiang told the truth.

"That's what I told them too. If you see good things, you will be jealous. If there are too many good things, then come here if you are jealous." Professor Hao thought of the greedy faces of some people and said with disdain.

When Li Xiang heard what the teacher said, he could probably guess who the above words came from.

When the teacher took him to discuss funding, some people's faces were not what they are today.

"However, you have brought a lot of glory to the school this time. Not only has the steel rolling mill submitted a commendation report for you, but the school has also submitted one."

In other words, Li wants to have rewards from both sides.

But these don't matter to Li Xiang, he will earn whatever he gives.

But it really depends on whether Li Xiang wants something.

In fact, there are. If possible, he would like a house with a separate house.

But this, even if the superiors don’t ask, he can’t take the initiative to mention it.

If you take the initiative to mention it, the nature will change.

From serving the people to a utilitarian purpose, the purpose has been lowered.

So far, no one has asked him what he needs.

When you meet him, you will praise him. If you praise him to death, you will praise him to the point of heaven and earth.

But whether it was a school or a factory, he didn't know when the report was submitted.

By the time he found out, it was already a done deal.

Just wait passively for the answer.

The next topic of the master and apprentice did not focus on this, but discussed the newly added half-month data.

Time just slipped away silently.

It was just a blink of an eye for the master and the disciple. Outside, the master's wife had already knocked on the door with an urging sound.

it's time for lunch.

"Are you going to the factory this afternoon?" the teacher asked.

Li Xiang replied with a look of disgust: "I won't go. The only thing that happens these days is reception banquets, either from within the factory or from the leaders of the department. Everyone looks at me like I'm a monkey. I can A day in hiding is a day.”

The teacher warned: "Too much is too little. You have to control yourself. Eating and drinking too much is not a good thing. Showing your face in front of the leader appropriately is not a bad thing."

Maybe Li Xiang doesn't drink well, so he doesn't like socializing at these wine tables.

But this is how Chinese people like to talk about things at the wine table.

Especially those in these units, they have to find some excuse to gather at a table whenever they have nothing to do.

After all, they are just eating and drinking from the public, so these people don’t feel bad.

Li Xiang suddenly remembered something and asked the teacher: "I also helped out during National Day this time. Will the school remember his contribution?"

At the steel rolling mill, he specially greeted Director Yang, and Sun Guoqing had to be counted among them.

He didn't expect that the school would also report it, and the school didn't look for him, so he just reported it on his own.

So Li Xiang really doesn't know if there is anyone from Sun Guoqing.

"You're not asking a good question. Would the Sun family miss such a good opportunity to improve their qualifications?"

Professor Hao glanced at the students and thought that there is still some education. Children who grew up with ordinary backgrounds are still far from being able to understand the twists and turns of the upper class without experience.

As a student, his own knowledge and insights are very contradictory.

Some things can be seen very far, but some things are too superficial.Whenever he was pleased with Li Xiang's achievements, Li Xiang would start making mistakes that he considered common sense.

He might as well keep this old bone alive for a few more years and hone it slowly.

Once the child regains his footing, he can retreat with peace of mind.

When I came out of the teacher's house, I was carrying big and small bags again.

His wife even packed up the rest of the mung bean soup she had just stewed today for him to take away.

This old couple is real.

Li Xiang looked at the packages that were carried in his left and right hands, thinking that a package of coffee beans that was so old would be no different from the original goods.

When he returned to the courtyard, the children in the courtyard gathered around him curiously when they saw him like this.

It's working time now, and the children are getting bolder now that there are no adults to care about them.

They gathered around Li Xiang, asking questions, chattering and refusing to leave.

Children are also discerning. Some of the packages look like food, and they all take a chance, hoping that Li Xiang can give them some.

Li Xiang sighed in his heart, there was really no way to hide this.

Fortunately, he was prepared. One of the packages contained fruit candies, and each child got one.

There were about twenty children in the courtyard, large and small, in total.

In just one minute, the bag of candy was almost half gone.

The children accepted the candy as soon as they saw it, and dispersed obediently after receiving the candy, and did not follow him again.

When I got home, I put all the big and small bags away and was sweating all over from exhaustion.

Even though Li Xiang had developed a ceiling fan, he didn't even have an electric fan at home, so he could only shake the cattail leaf fan no matter how hot it was.

He was originally thinking about getting tickets for an electric fan and buying one, but now that he has a more convenient ceiling fan, he no longer likes that small electric fan.

The steel rolling mill is already setting up the production line and is just waiting for approval from the ministry.

The inventor Li Xiang must have had a share in the first batch of ceiling fans produced.

Li thought about it and asked for two first, one in the main room and one in the back room.

As for him and Little Brother Li, let’s talk about it next year.

According to the current circuit power of private houses, it is not a good thing to install too many electrical appliances.

If two fans are turned on at the same time, it may cause a short circuit in the wires.

In fact, in the outside world, many convenient electrical appliances have long been available and have spread to almost every household.

At this time, televisions, refrigerators, and washing machines were already considered daily appliances.

We also bought a bicycle, a sewing machine, a radio, and an electric fan for a family in the courtyard, and we envied the family's affluent life.

It’s not that there is no foundation for research and development in China, but there is no foundation for use.

If the infrastructure cannot keep up, it means that there is no soil for use.

In such a situation, with Li Xiang's current ability, he really didn't have many choices if he wanted to research something that could be used.

Comrades still need to work hard, and there is still a long way to go.

The eldest sister looked at her eldest brother. After resting for a while, she sat down at the table again to write and draw. The back of her clothes was soaked with sweat.

Just as Li wanted to see Li's mother in the workshop, the eldest sister now sees her eldest brother in the same way.

It's heartbreaking to see family members suffering.

The eldest sister held a cattail leaf fan and a stool, and sat obediently next to her eldest brother.

The comfortable breeze relieved Li Xiang's slightly anxious mood, and he moved the pen in his hand faster.

(End of this chapter)