Scholars in the courtyard

The next day, Yang Xiaotao and others gathered at the specially arranged workshop.

Here, apart from them, there are only guards standing straight at the door, and then there is the work group led by Shen Rong.

They are also responsible for this mission.

"Everyone, the drawings sent to you are today's tasks."

“Don’t ask why, don’t ask what, and don’t be afraid of failure.”

"What we need is to make it strictly according to the requirements of the drawings."

"Please work hard."

Shen Rong asked people to distribute the drawings to everyone, and Yang Xiaotao looked at the drawings.

A very simple workpiece, but the requirements for precision are somewhat high.

Looking at Liu Daming and Hou Weiping next to them, they have different parts, but they both meet the accuracy requirement of 5, which is 0.005 mm.

Yang Xiaotao frowned. It seems that the accuracy requirements are higher here.

Calm down and start slowly.

He knew that this was for them to practice their skills, and it would be like this for a long time to come.

Everyone took the drawings and started processing, and there was a sudden noise in the workshop.

Shen Rong walked around from time to time, looking at each workbench, and sometimes stopped for a while.

After one night, he finally got the information of these people.

Elite, absolutely elite.

It's not worse than what they stayed at the base.

Especially after being tempered in the factory, I have gained a lot of experience, and in some aspects they are even more incomparable.

This gave him a little confidence in the next task.

Looking at everyone, his eyes swept over one by one, and finally stopped on the three of them.

Yang Xiaotao.

Recall in my mind the information I saw last night.

Of course, it's just information about Yang Xiaotao's fitter.

In less than five years after joining the industry, he went from being a fitter apprentice to a level 8 fitter, and now he is a level 9 engineer.

If this information hadn't been sent by his superiors, he would have thought it was a joke.

It’s really a joke to be a master at such a young age.

They say success is ninety-nine percent experience and one percent talent.

But it just doesn't work here.

Perhaps, experience and talent were adjusted.

Shen Rong walked up to Yang Xiaotao. The information showed that three of the people who came had met the accuracy requirement of 2.

He must pay close attention to these three people.

Siheyuan

Yi Zhonghai came out of the hospital and lay on the bed, with his aunt waiting beside him.

"Lao Yi, get up and have something to eat."

Yi Zhonghai shook his head, where is his appetite?

"No more. Is there any news from the steel rolling mill?"

"I asked the people in the hospital to ask for leave. The letter sent back yesterday told you to rest at home before going."

Yi Zhonghai nodded and happened to be at home, planning and planning.

The aunt saw Yi Zhonghai closing his eyes and turned around to go out.

Lying on the bed, Yi Zhonghai opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

After this incident, he fully realized that carrying such a reputation and leaving a criminal record would not bring good results in the future.

The day after autumn when the accounts are settled will be the anniversary of his death.

What's more important is that the matter that has been planned for many years is finally getting better. Qin Huairu has taken the bait. The next step is for Silly Zhu to cooperate well and give birth to his child and raise it.

The bloodline can be continued, and the problem of elderly care can be solved.

But now, Silly Zhu is carrying more weight than he is carrying.

The background of the case was even darker.

If the child Qin Huairu gave birth to him was named in Silly Zhu's name, then the child would be ruined.

He didn't want his child to suffer this.

However, without Shazhu, who else in this courtyard would take Qin Huairu's job?

I silently counted the people in the courtyard and started to investigate them carefully.

First of all, we need to exclude those whose parents are at home, that is, those who have no pension burden.

There are not many left.

Then, there are also those who are not married, or those who are married and have no children.

Finally, after sifting through the selection, only one person remains.

Yi Zhonghai was thoughtful.

Intermediate Court

Qin Huairu picked it up and went out neatly. When she saw the aunt coming out, she immediately went to greet her.

After thinking about it for a long time last night and chatting with Jia Zhang for a long time, the two of them finally recognized the reality.

Then, the two decided to continue relying on Yi Zhonghai.

There was no way, as far as the relationship between their two families was concerned, Jia Dongxu and Yi Zhonghai were still masters and disciples. Now, no one in the courtyard paid attention to them, and the only one they could rely on was Yi Zhonghai.

They are already trapped, and even if they want to quit, they still have to see if others are willing. When it gets to that point, there are too many people in this courtyard who don't want them to have an easy time.

This is still long-term, the most important thing is the present.

Without Yi Zhonghai's help, whether the factory could survive or not, the family's daily expenses would not be sustainable.

After comprehensive consideration, they decided to continue to follow Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu all the way to the dark side.

"Mom, how is the situation with the uncle?"

Qin Huairu was smiling all over her face, not feeling embarrassed about being locked out by her aunt.

The eldest mother smiled forcefully, "Huairu, Lao Yi is resting at home. He will be fine in a few days."

Qin Huairu walked to Auntie and held her arm, "Auntie, this time the master must have been plotted by the villain."

"Others don't know what I'm capable of, don't you know?"

"Then he ranked third in the workshop assessment."

"Huairu, I feel much better when you say that." The eldest mother reached out and patted the back of Qin Huairu's hand.

"In the past two days, everything has been said in the courtyard. I am so worried..."

Qin Huairu looked like she understood, "Auntie, that's all jealousy. If you don't get jealous, you're a mediocre person."

"As for Liu Haizhong in the backyard, I heard that he was worried at home and shouted why he was not a blacksmith. With his ability, he didn't even think about it. Even if he is a blacksmith, he can pass the exam?"

"Mom, don't worry. As long as the first uncle gets better, he will still be an eighth-level worker in the factory and the mainstay."

Qin Huairu raised her voice so that Yi Zhonghai in the room could hear clearly, and also let other people in the courtyard know that no matter how bad Yi Zhonghai was, he was still an eighth-level fitter.

The kind that the great master of the steel rolling mill would use when in trouble.

This kind of person may be able to get up.

This is what Qin Huairu has always expected.

The aunt looked at Qin Huairu with relief, then looked at the neighbors in the surrounding yard, and then went out together.

At the Moon Gate, Liu Haizhong walked out with a gloomy face. Qin Huairu heard what he just said clearly.

"Second uncle, you heard me, this Jia family is a piece of shit, whoever gets it will be disgusted."

"There is also Yi Zhonghai. Unless this old thief dies, there will be no peace in the courtyard."

Xu Damao came out from behind with a toothpick in his mouth and a look of disdain on his face.

"gone!"

He bit out two words in his bangs and walked towards the middle courtyard with a cold face.

Xu Damao chuckled from behind.

Rolling mill, warehouse.

When Sha Zhu heard that Yi Zhonghai was not going, he felt a sudden joy in his heart, but his face was filled with sadness and anger.

"Why, if you let me go, I will go. If you don't, I won't go. Who are you kidding? How can anyone be such a bully?"

Silly Zhu muttered, looking like he was defending Yi Zhonghai's injustice.

Not far away, Xu Damao sighed, "You deserve it, let you commit suicide."

Immediately, the two looked at each other and continued to flush the toilet.

Yangjiazhuang

Ran Qiuye returned to the village with Xiao Duanwu.

When Yang Xiaotao told his uncle about Yang Xiaotao's departure, he let out a long sigh.

First, the children of Yangjiazhuang were taken to the northwest by Gao Yufeng, and now Yang Xiaotao was also selected, which made the old man feel depressed.

For this 'family', his son died and his grandson was gone.

In the end, only you are left with your loved ones.

Over the years, I have known Yang Xiaotao and lived a happy family life, but now, my life has changed.

Yang Xiaotao doesn't know when he will come back now.

What if, I can’t come back?

"Qiuye, Xiaotao is serving the country and making contributions to everyone."

"You have to support him, but also understand him, and don't let him be distracted."

Mr. Yang said, Ran Qiuye nodded aside.

"Master, I know, I understand all this."

After saying that, he looked at Little Dragon Boat Festival and said, "I will take care of Dragon Boat Festival so that Xiao Tao will have nothing to worry about."

Mr. Yang nodded and looked at little Duanwu with affection, "Anyway, we have a queen."

Then his eyes became cold and he said, "I will live in the village from now on. If you have anything to do, just tell me."

"Xiao Tao is gone, and there is still me, an old man, and our Yangjiazhuang. No one can bully our Yang family."

Ran Qiuye's eyes were slightly red and she nodded silently.

I still remember my mother's appearance when my father suddenly left, the way the family was in a trance at that time, and the warmth and warmth of people at that time.

Much better now than then.

Not only did the sub-district office help, the steel rolling mill also took care of it, and there was also a group of people in the courtyard who helped.

Besides, she, Ran Qiuye, was not someone to be bullied.

"Master, look at the Dragon Boat Festival. I'm going to school."

"Go, go, let us go out for a walk."

After saying that, he pushed the cleaned cart and walked out, smiling as he walked.

"Duan Wu, grow up quickly. When you grow up, I will teach you how to do it, and you will be better than your father."

"Hahaha"

"Gelt, congratulations."

The potbellied middle-aged man said to the respectful Galt beside him.

A pair of small eyes stared at the small flower pots in the greenhouse. The corn seedlings growing inside had grown to calf height. The incandescent lamp above his head was still emitting light, causing sweat to break out on his forehead from time to time.

Temperature, light, moisture, and nutrients are all sufficient here to allow these 'little cuties' to grow healthily.

Hearing the middle-aged man's praise, Galt didn't dare to be proud, because the middle-aged man in front of him was in charge of farm operations for most of the league, and his status was far beyond his comparison.

If it weren't for this corn, he might never be able to see it in his life.

"Thank you for your compliment, Comrade Factory Director."

"This is all the support given by the alliance and your wise instructions. Without you, this time would never have been successful."

The middle-aged man enjoyed Galt's compliments very much and kept nodding his head. The colleagues who followed him also congratulated him, and laughter soon rang out from the greenhouse.

"Comrade Factory Director, this is their excellent grain."

"After our cultivation, it has become fully alive. It just needs time to proceed to the next step."

Galt explained on the side that the twenty-eight corns they brought back last time were planted in three greenhouses by the three of them. None of the three led a group of people to conduct planting experiments.

"No. Comrade Galt, you are wrong."

The factory director unbuttoned his coat, revealing the white shirt underneath, with a tuft of chest hair vaguely visible.

As he spoke, his expression was solemn.

Galt was startled, with fear on his face, and he quickly lowered his head, "Comrade Factory Director, please criticize me."

"Comrade Galt, remember, this magical seed was cultivated by our alliance after many scientists, after several years of hard work."

"It has nothing to do with other people."

"Oh, by the way, our great secretary specially named this magical corn, 'Hope', which represents the hope of the alliance."

The factory director said it word for word, which was also the explanation from his superiors.

You know how happy Secretary Bangzi was when he learned that he had obtained the grain. It is said that he danced on the water ice in the office on the spot.

He also met Alyosha, the biggest hero, alone, and the two had a two-hour friendly exchange.

This shows how ‘happy’ Secretary Bangzi is.

Of course, as the top executive of the alliance, the factory director is more aware of some secret matters.

The price of corn seeds imported by the alliance this year has increased by 10% compared to last year, which is a lot compared to the previous year.

If the saved rubles are used in heavy industry, more weapons can be produced and more steel can be produced.

"Yes, director, I realized my mistake."

"This magical corn was cultivated by our great alliance. It is the result of the successful revolution, the will of millions of free people, and the gift of the great alliance."

Geert kept talking, and the factory director nodded again, showing a satisfied smile.

"Well, your task now is to determine their value as soon as possible."

"Comrade factory director, please rest assured that with greenhouse technology and everyone's efforts, it only takes three months to complete the breeding and harvest."

"Then there will be cross-breeding to obtain more hybrids..."