Scholars in the courtyard

The two of them gave Director Huang instructions before leaving.

Director Huang glanced at Yang Xiaotao, and then followed him out. Zhang Dedao patted Yang Xiaotao's arm and said, "When I left, I made a box of cigarettes and a bottle of wine. I lost a lot."

Yang Xiaotao followed Zhang Laodao out, but he still had a special feeling in his heart, as if something was wrong with what just happened.

The two passed the security check, Yang Xiaotao took the cigarette and Zhang Laodao walked back with the wine.

There was no car when I came here, and I had to rely on two legs when I went back.

After walking for more than half of the way, when he was approaching the warehouse, Zhang Laodao suddenly stopped and looked at Yang Xiaotao, with a sly look in his eyes, "Boy, you look worried, and you didn't speak all the way. I'll tell you what's going on." untie?"

Yang Xiaotao ignored him and continued walking forward.

"Hey, I'm talking about you kid."

"Have you heard that sentence? Those who are confused by the authorities will tell the truth! You are trapped!"

Yang Xiaotao stopped and frowned, "Niubi, what do you think I am thinking?"

"What are you thinking about? Needless to say, it must be Team Leader Ran who was so hospitable just now?"

"We are fellow villagers, so it's right to be enthusiastic."

Yang Xiaotao had a vague feeling in his heart, but he just couldn't grasp it.

"Enthusiasm is true, but don't you think the way Team Leader Ran looks at you is special?"

"look?"

Yang Xiaotao stayed where he was and frowned, thinking about the meeting just now.

It seems that I care about my attitude, but it is more of a scrutiny.

Review?

How come you have such an idea?

Yang Xiaotao's brows tightened.

"Boy, do you have any relatives named Ran?"

Just when Yang Xiaotao was confused, Zhang Laodao suddenly came close and said something in his ear.

And it was this sentence that exploded like thunder, and it suddenly came to mind.

The man who left suddenly a few years ago.

The man that his wife has been thinking about.

Ran Qiuye's father, his father-in-law.

"Zhang Laodao."

"Um?"

"Team Leader Zhang, Lao Zhang, dear Comrade Lao Zhang."

Yang Xiaotao immediately changed his attitude when he saw Zhang Laodao's appearance, "Is this team leader Ran's name Ran Wende?"

Ran Wende was the name of Ran Qiuye's father. When they got married, Yang Xiaotao heard from Ran Qiuye that his father's surname was Ran, but not Wende. Later, for some unknown reason, the original name was changed to Wen. Virtue.

Yang Xiaotao kept it in mind.

"yes!"

After hearing Zhang Laodao's affirmative answer, Yang Xiaotao turned around and wanted to run back.

However, his arm was grabbed by Zhang Laodao.

Even though Yang Xiaotao's strength was far beyond that of ordinary people, he was still caught by the old Taoist and unable to move.

"Why are you going?"

"I went to find someone, and that was me."

"Then what?"

"Then?"

"Then, you are caught and locked up, and you can't get out until the end, or even for the rest of your life. Then your wife and children are waiting at home, waiting until their heads grow old, until the children grow up."

Yang Xiaotao suddenly stopped and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his head.

Zhang Laodao said in a sinister tone, "Do you know why he didn't directly state the relationship? He was afraid that you would know too much. Do you understand?"

Yang Xiaotao's heart skipped a beat.

Whatever comes to mind, there is no impulse anymore.

"Boy, don't have anything to do with me and the two of you. I don't want to know, but I would like to advise you. It's not easy to meet each other anymore. Don't create trouble for both parties."

Yang Xiaotao nodded, but he was still excited in his heart.

That is Ran Qiuye's father, the child's grandfather, and his father-in-law.

I have been away from home for nine years, and I finally have news that I am still here, carrying out a glorious career.

Finally, he can go back and tell Qiuye that his father is a hero.

At this moment, Yang Xiaotao suppressed the restlessness in his heart and looked back at the way he came from, "We will see you again soon."

He pinched his fingers together, turned around, and walked quickly towards the warehouse.

Get stuff out and experiment.

He wants to tell that person that everything is fine at home, and that everything is fine with him at home.

"This kid really needs someone to hold him."

Zhang Laodao smiled at the corners of his eyes, moved his arms slowly to relieve the pain caused by the pulling, and walked slowly.

On the other side, after Yang Xiaotao left, Ran's father returned to the house, with the scene Yang Xiaotao mentioned in his mind.

He became a grandfather, Qiuye gave birth to a child, he also had Xinrui and Hongbing, and his wife.

How have they been over the years, and how are they doing now.

Tears flowed silently.

Nine years!

For the dream in his heart and for that straightened spine, he left his beloved wife and children for nine years.

The lovesickness evoked was like a knife, cutting hard into my heart.

For nine years, he has not dared to drink because he was afraid that when he got drunk, he could not help but think of his family, and his body could not bear the pain of missing him.

Eyes blurry, tears streaming down my face.

"Nine years!"

"Don't worry, there will never be another nine years."

"It will definitely succeed."

Ran's father wiped away his tears, picked up the notebook on the table, stood up and went out.

At the door, Director Zheng stood there, holding a cigarette with long ashes.

"I thought you had to wait for a while. The cigarette hasn't finished burning yet."

"You thought it was you!" Ran's father said, "Let's go and work."

"Hey!"

Director Zheng followed behind and smiled, "Lao Ran, this bottle of wine belongs to you."

"That's because you are nosy. You think Zhang Laodao's acting skills are fake."

Director Zheng was smiling from behind, while Father Ran was striding in front.

That kind of confident look was the first time I had seen him in these years.

"Lao Ran."

"really envy you."

Forty-nine cities, courtyard houses,

Ran Qiuye pushed the cart around the yard, and little Duanwu sat inside, wearing thick clothes, his little face turning, looking around at the novelty.

On the side, Wangcai faithfully carried out Yang Xiaotao's orders and protected the mistress and young master of the family.

"Sister Qiuye!"

When we walked under the locust tree, the Liu family's daughter-in-law, who was resting here, came forward and walked with the same caution.

After Yang Xiaotao left, the courtyard experienced a climax of pregnancy, and the Liu family's daughter-in-law was one of them.

"time to eat?"

"Eat it! Little Dragon Boat Festival looks so much like his father."

"It's just too noisy. I go to bed late at night and wake up early in the morning~~"

The two of them were talking under the big locust tree, and people around them came over to express their kindness to Ran Qiuye.

"By the way, Sister Qiuye, when will Director Yang be back?"

The daughter-in-law of the Liu family asked, "My friend said that the steel rolling mill is working on a pot, and several workshops are keeping an eye on it. It would be great if Director Yang was here."

Ran Qiuye smiled, she didn't know when Yang Xiaotao would come back, or even where he was now.

There were gradually more people in the middle courtyard, and the parents kept chatting. After Ran Qiuye listened for a while, he pushed the cart back home.

After Little Dragon Boat Festival was full and went to sleep, Ran Qiuye came to the desk and fiddled with the books.

Yang Xiaotao's figure appeared in his mind, and then there was another blurry shadow.

The two most important men in her life were not around at the moment, and she felt a depressing loneliness in her heart.

Thoughts came to my mind, and I picked up a pen and paper.

Trash~

The tip of the pen rubs against the white paper, leaving traces of longing.

Zuihuayin

Misty and gloomy clouds…

…

Steel rolling mill.

The atmosphere in the factory director's office is solemn.

Chen Gong looked at the drawings on the table and closed his eyes in pain.

I'm used to seeing Yang Xiaotao's design drawings, and now I'm looking at the drawings produced by the design department. Even if there are actual objects to follow, the drawings look like ordinary parts. Each one looks like the same thing, but when put together, it looks like the same thing. There are only two pots on the table.

I really don’t know how these technical people made parts in the past.

Zhang Guanyu stood carefully aside.

They only completed the two-day task today. The factory director blamed it for exceeding the deadline, and comrades in other workshops also complained.

But the people in their technical department are also complaining. It's obviously just a pot and not as complicated as a steam engine, but they have been made to work overtime until now.

In this way, some places just have their appearance, and I don't understand why.

There was no other way, the factory director was urging him urgently, so he could only take it out to help.

Compared with Chen Gong's disappointment, Yang Youning acted very calmly.

He saw the performance of the technical department with his eyes. The director Zhang Guanyu was struggling on the front line, and the task force team did not even return home.

He couldn't say anything about this, after all, they tried their best.

That's it, and it's still dragging on until now. I can only say that this pressure cooker is not as simple as it looks from the outside.

"Section Chief Zhang."

Yang Youning retracted his thoughts and said, "There's nothing wrong with the drawings."

Zhang Guanyu said seriously, "Director, we have measured everything we can measure. There is no problem with the data on the surface."

Yang Youning breathed a sigh of relief, and there was no time to wait anymore.

Today is the third day of a week. If they don't hurry up, not to mention a thousand units, even a hundred units will be enough for them.

"Send it and let the workshop get going. Maybe it can be made."

Chen Gong opened his eyes, stood up and came to the director's office.

Soon, the drawings were snatched up by several directors. Fortunately, the people in the technical department were fully prepared to ensure that every workshop had a copy.

Second workshop.

Zhan Lei ran back with the drawings.

"Master, the drawings are here, hurry up."

On the side, the guard was rolling up his sleeves, and next to him were three seventh-level fitters transferred from the second workshop.

Four people formed a task force, and there were other people in the workshop who cooperated in order to be the first to get it done.

Ever since he lost to Yi Zhonghai in the last selection in the factory, Hou Baobao was holding his breath and wanted to avenge his shame.

Prove to the people in the factory that his abilities are no worse than Yi Zhonghai.

Especially after a month of intensive training, the current Hou Baobao is no longer the former Hou Baobao. In another on-field assessment, he is confident that he can beat Yi Zhonghai.

Looking at the drawing, Hou Baobao did not rush to do it, but read it from beginning to end to be prepared.

"Leiko."

"master."

"Go and see what this thing looks like and bring one back."

Hou Baobao saw the drawn rubber band at a glance. This thing cannot be made by a fitter.

Zhan Lei, director of the second workshop, immediately ran to the office, and then, under Yang Youning's surprised gaze, took off the rubber band from the pressure cooker, and then ran to the logistics department.

There were many directors who had the same idea as Zhan Lei. Zhan Lei ran out, and Liu Wei and Guo Dawei ran over. When they learned that they were a step too late, they immediately ran to the logistics department.

In the second workshop, Hou Baobao picked up the drawing of the pot cover and began to process the whole thing.

He could see that the lid was the difference between success and failure.

Steady technique, carving on the machine bit by bit.

On the other side, in the tenth workshop, Yi Zhonghai also started building with three or five people.

Like Hou Baobao, the target is the pot lid.

As for the other parts, leave it to my subordinates.

Other workshops proceed almost simultaneously.

Now, the competition is who can take the finished product to the office and submit it first.

People with good intentions are at the door of several workshops, constantly passing on news.

At the door of the third workshop, a man hurried over and looked at the people who were working nervously. He looked nervous and said, "Oh, the workers in the second workshop are almost ready to finish the lid."

"Yi Zhonghai, who has ten workshops, is almost finished."

There was a tense sound around. Since Yang Xiaotao and Liu Daming left the third workshop, although the overall level of the workshop has increased instead of falling, there is still a lack of high-end technical talents.

Just like now, several other workshops are headed by eighth-level fitters, but their third workshop is only led by two seventh-level fitters, who make decisions based on superiority.

Wang Guodong was feeling melancholy. If he had known better, he would have left Liu Yizu behind so that he could save the situation in such a situation.

Everyone in the workshop was a little disappointed, but it didn't affect those who were nervous about making pots.

In their opinion, the third workshop is lucky, and luck will come this time.