Fengxian Jiangshan

"Humble words, this welder seems to be under 50 years old?"

"Yes." Zhang Tinglan nodded and said, "Only 45 years old, just in his prime, he is exhausted."

Zhou Xinyao's eye circles turned red slightly, and she pressed Zhang Tinglan's clenched fist, and then said, "Zhuoyan, do you think the family can live a happy life? Do you have to work so hard?"

Zhang Tinglan smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's difficult, we want to develop slowly, but others don't wait for you. If we are slow and are thrown away by others, I am afraid that the Eight-Power Allied Forces will occupy the capital again, and I am afraid that there will be casualties at that time." There will be more, and those who die will be more humble and cowardly, just like ants, not even as good as ants."

Zhou Xinyao also nodded, but two tears flowed down, and the teardrops fell on the document. She wiped it off in a hurry, and then said: "I shouldn't care about these big things. You are busy. I should go and see the child."

Zhou Xinyao turned around and was about to leave. Zhang Tinglan grabbed her by the sleeve and pulled her back. The two had been married for many years. Zhou Xinyao was also the mother of three children, but her figure was not out of shape at all, still plump and attractive.Moreover, she was born as a daughter of your family, and now she is the dignified First Lady, more graceful and elegant than before.

"Xinyao, I want to discuss with you, how about holding a state funeral for Zheng Yuchen?"

Zhou Xinyao nodded without hesitation: "I think it's okay. This state funeral should not be exclusive to politicians. Those who really contribute to the country are worthy of respect. Holding a state funeral for Zheng Yuchen is also a comfort to all workers. Of course I support."

"How about you come with me?"

"Ah?" Zhou Xinyao hurriedly waved her hands when she heard that, "I'm a woman, so it's not good to show my face in this kind of situation."

"What's wrong, Xinyao, weren't you very bold when you were young? Why are you becoming more timid and conservative now the more you live?"

Zhou Xinyao blushed slightly when she heard this: "Women are not like this. They have become mothers of several children. There are old people respecting them above, and a group of young ones below, and you in the middle..."

Feeling the angry eyes of his wife, Zhang Tinglan smiled, took Zhou Xinyao's hand, and said with a smile: "You are now a serious first lady, and it's not appropriate to keep turning your head at home. Spend more time with me and attend some events. How about it?"

"They're all yellow-faced women, so I don't want to be ashamed."

"Nonsense. Who has ever seen such a beautiful yellow-faced woman. My wife, you should take pity on me, satisfy your husband's vanity, and make others jealous."

"Zhuoyan, are you really going to let me go out?"

"Of course, I'm all for it."

Zhou Xinyao also showed a confident smile, and said: "Zhuoyan. Earlier, I was studying abroad, and for some reason, I fell in love with a bumpkin like you. In those years, I was a teacher and taught first aid courses. Calculated, it was only after having a big girl that I have been squatting at home."

Speaking of the past, Zhou Xinyao also had a hint of sweetness on her face, and couldn't help laughing: "Since you are willing to let me go out, then you have to promise one thing, I am going to set up a charity foundation, and I will take our family money to do something good.”

Zhang Tinglan nodded without hesitation: "No problem, I will fully support it. I wonder what my wife wants to do?"

"Education, medical care, widowed elderly, abandoned children, drinking water, food, whatever you can do, do whatever you can. Sister Xianrui and I have discussed it. In the future, Sister Lanyun will be responsible for financial management and earning money, and we will be responsible for spending money. The more The better it is, the better it can make you a pauper."

"Okay, then it depends on my wife's ability. I have no opinion at all. If all the money is spent, I will go to my father-in-law's house and be a son-in-law who sticks in the door. In short, I will not die of hunger." Zhang Tinglan smiled with satisfaction.

It's really not clear how much assets he has now. In short, it is impossible to spend them all.In fact, Zhang Tinglan encouraged Zhou Xinyao to go out, which also meant to demonstrate.As Chinese society develops more and more, the society needs more and more laborers, especially female workers, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger.

Women in cities are fine, but the countryside is still too conservative, so the first lady is also obliged to set an example.In addition, politics is not only a toy for men, women can also participate in it, and women can also play an unexpected role as a lubricant. In many occasions where Zhang Tinglan is inconvenient to come forward, it will be better for his wife to come forward.

Zhou Xinyao leaned on Zhang Tinglan's shoulder, with the expression on her face as if she had just met, and couldn't help but said: "Zhuoyan, I'm actually afraid, God has favored us too much, when I think of people dying of exhaustion and starvation .As if I have committed a crime, I am really afraid that God will take away everything in front of me."

"Silly girl, don't be afraid!" Zhang Tinglan put his arms around her shoulders and said with a smile, "My husband, I have been going against the sky for many years. Don't worry, God can't do anything to us!"

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State funeral!Everyone is not unfamiliar, such as Lao Yuan, such as Li Yuanhong who just died, all enjoyed this treatment, but holding a state funeral for an ordinary technician, military and political dignitaries, including the president and his wife, all have to participate, this is probably unprecedented things.

Immediately, there was a lot of public opinion, and everyone wanted to know how this Zheng Yuchen could enjoy this kind of treatment.As more and more news were unearthed, Chinese society was gradually shaken by an inexplicable shock.

This is not a personal funeral, but a tribute to a generation!

Tired!What a glorious and great way to die, if there were no such exhausted people, there would probably be hundreds of thousands more dead on the battlefield, and the country would have hundreds of thousands, millions of innocent dead.

This is not a fantasy. Think back to the years since the end of the Qing Dynasty and before the unification of the country, when there were no people who starved to death, and when there were no places where disasters occurred.How many parents have to go to work in the field until the child is seriously ill, and when they return home, the child has died in the pit.

Industrialization is a metamorphosis from the nirvana of the phoenix, and China at this time is a big melting pot, and everyone is a piece of ore, which has to withstand the test of the flame.You have to get rid of your own laziness, bad habits, and small fortunes.

During this process, it is painful, because it is accompanied by the screening of dross.There are still some good old times, the comfort of pastoral songs, which will never return.Everyone must learn to struggle, learn to compete, and even learn to become numb and turn themselves into a part of the machine.

Maybe how many years later, people who have come from this era will complain, reminisce about the beauty of the past, pursue the lost touch, and find the warm soul.But no one really wants to relive that era of poverty.

This is the tragedy of the Chinese people in this era.Perhaps the greatest happiness.They have witnessed a great era and the re-emergence of a great country. With their hands, they have rebuilt the bricks and stones of the prosperous Han and Tang Dynasties.

In fact, in later generations, China is undergoing such a transformation. 14 billion people, in a way that is almost masochistic.Working hard.For the dream of a strong country, I am constantly pursuing it.

At this time, there are countless spectators around, and they are mocking this group of struggling entrepreneurs.Those who claim to have preserved traditional culture and embraced Western civilization, although they have the same roots and the same species.But a tall guy.Look down on these persistent people who have no socks to wear, but have made missiles, worn out pants, but let go of two bombs and one satellite.

But one day.They will find that it is the 14 billion humble backbones that hold up the sky of the Chinese people, not those who are stubborn and conceited.In this painful purgatory, if Westerners hate you, despise you, and constantly slander you in the newspapers, then congratulations, you are already fighting for the advancement of the country.

The reason is very simple, because if 14 billion people want to have enough food, clothing and warmth, and live a dignified life, resources and job opportunities must be robbed from them. In the end, they will become gravediggers in the Western era. This is the enemy of life and death. , there will be no change.

On the contrary, if you get compliments, it is telling you that in the sublimation of the whole nation, you have not only acted as a spectator, but even become an accomplice.Thousands of years later, some people will always be nailed to the pillar of shame in history. Perhaps the Chinese at that time would not care about these things anymore. After all, the Celestial Dynasty always has a broad mind.

Since the First Five-Year Plan, the sublimation of this pain has already begun. From Zheng Yuchen, every laborer seems to see his own shadow, hard work, diligence, and silence.Sometimes it seems that you have reached the limit, but you still have to grit your teeth and hold on.

resentment!Who do you hate, the government?enterprise?In fact, they are all wrong. The ones who should resent the most are the ancestors hundreds of years ago. They did not take the risk of sacrificing half of their people to open up new sea routes. They did not sell slaves and slaughter Indians against their conscience. The richest, most fertile land stays.

The descendants of future generations will have to pay for the laziness of their predecessors. This is fate, an unavoidable fate.Because if you don't repay the debt now, your descendants will never have the chance to straighten their chests, and they will even sink forever.

Gradually, Chinese people began to understand more and more. In fact, this state funeral is held for every Chinese. This generation is destined to sacrifice. It is tragic, but great!

Under the pattering spring rain, Zhang Tinglan, Yang Yuting, Shen Honglie, Jiang Dengxuan, Tao Jiping, Wu Yulin, etc., military and government officials, all carried the coffin together and slowly placed the body of an ordinary worker in the tomb.

The entire funeral path was full of people, everyone with white flowers on their chests, just watching helplessly, such a once insignificant person was now the focus of everyone's attention, becoming the focus of hundreds of millions of people.

Among all the mourners, there were more than [-] apprentices brought out by Zheng Yuchen, holding dozens of notebooks in their hands.

During these years of labor, Zheng Yuchen wrote down every bit of experience, and then handed it over to each apprentice.In his eyes, as long as these people can't meet his own standards, they are unqualified.

It is commonplace to be beaten and scolded, and every young man will even be scolded and cried, but until today, these people have no complaints. The notes and pens left by Master have all been sent to the Naval Museum. The model of the aircraft carrier was put together and became an eternal memorial.

After burying Zheng Yuchen's coffin, Zhang Tinglan and Zhou Xinyao, who was wearing a black windbreaker, planted two pine trees in front of his tombstone. The pines are green and the cypresses are green, and the heart of a child is pure!

At this moment, the entire country, the entire nation, seemed to be sublimated.People always have to live for their ideals, and they have to live for the future of this country.

This state funeral seems to have opened the curtain of the Second Five-Year Plan. All Chinese people are full of energy and have invested in a new round of construction boom. Countless people from all over the country, inside and outside the Yellow River, are fighting for the same belief , The power that erupts is equally astonishing.

On the second day after the state funeral was held, the delegation of Dalian Shipyard, led by the head Chen Jing and the chief engineer Yao Yimin, crossed the ocean with their plan in mind and located in Chile, South America.

"Mr. Yao, do you think our plan can win?"

Yao Yimin nodded firmly: "This is the best offer we can offer. As long as the Chileans have a little brains, they will not refuse."

Chen Jing also said with a smile: "When we came here, the President personally entrusted us with it. We have a heavy responsibility on our shoulders."

"That's right, just like soldiers fighting, we are also expanding the economic territory for the country. This time we can only win but not lose!"

The delegation crossed the sea and after a long voyage, they finally arrived in South America.When they came from the northern hemisphere, it was already early summer, but when they arrived in the southern hemisphere, the season was just the opposite, and everyone felt a bit of chill.

It was Bachelet who had been to China who came to welcome them at the port. When he saw Chen Jing and others, he was very enthusiastic and said with a smile: "The planes purchased from your country have already begun to be equipped in the Chilean Air Force. Quite amazed, they don't believe that China can make such a great plane, it's just amazing!"

Chen Jing said with a smile: "We can not only produce aircraft, but also ships. You must have heard that China's latest two aircraft carriers have been launched successively. The launching of Jiangsu and Heilongjiang clearly shows that China is developing large warships. There is no doubt about the construction capabilities above.”

A bitter smile appeared on Bachelet's face: "Yes, I admit that your aircraft carrier is very good, but what Chile needs this time is a battleship. To be honest, Mr. President invited you here in the hope of enhancing the friendship between the two sides. Even if you can't win the order , we will also increase our efforts to purchase aircraft.”

After hearing this, Chen Jing and Yao Yimin glanced at it, and suddenly their hearts became clear. As expected, they were invited here just to accompany the prince to study and help suppress the prices of Western shipyards.

Only the purchase of aircraft is just a piece of candy. Of course they will not take it seriously. Chen Jing said with a smile: "Although China has never built a battleship, we are still full of confidence. Sincerity is moving."

Bachelet shrugged and said with a smile: "I will try my best to help you get in touch, but to be honest, the West is not big." (To be continued...)