Scholars in the courtyard

"How about it, think about it!"

"I am also thinking about you. Look at this period of time, you will definitely have to be busy rebuilding, but the supplies required for rebuilding are not a small amount, and you also know the surrounding situation..."

Yang Xiaotao said earnestly from the side.

And the idea in my heart became more and more certain.

When he first planned to develop a turbojet engine, Yang Xiaotao also wanted to find some professional help.

But when we break it down, we can see that there are indeed many talents in the machinery factory, but none of them are relevant.

Zhang Guanyu is a master at designing drawings and arranging plans.

Chang Mingjie, the focus now is on machine tools.

An Zhongsheng, he is a talent in steelmaking boilers.

As for the newly arrived Liu Xiangdong, Yang Xiaotao also asked about it, but he had not been involved in this aspect.

These people are considered talents that Yang Xiaotao recognizes. As for others, like Chen Binpangguo, they are purely transferred from technical workers. Let them do maintenance. If they are doing research, it will be difficult for others.

As for others, not to mention.

Even though the people in the Research Office have made long-term progress in research and development, they still rely more on him and his system.

It is precisely because of this that Yang Xiaotao feels the lack of talents.

Especially the more advanced and sophisticated the projects, the more relevant professional talents are needed.

It's not like Yang Xiaotao didn't want to go to other places to enjoy the autumn breeze and pick up any leaks.

But these days, the number of talents is limited, and the famous ones have already had their names.

If you go to poach people, regardless of whether they will give you money or not, you must at least be mentally prepared to have your flesh cut off.

That's why Yang Xiaotao decided to do it himself.

But now, aren't these people in front of them ready-made?

There are people who do research, there are people who do technology, and there are even people who know how to make it.

He is not building an airplane, he is just building an engine, and the amount of work is much smaller.

Therefore, if these people get a machine factory, they can go online immediately.

If not all, a few people can always do it.

So, Yang Xiaotao started to cheat. No, it should be a sincere invitation.

Yang Xiaotao was talking freely here, looking like he was doing your best, but Director Zhang began to waver in his heart.

Speaking of which, although their 751 Research Institute carries the above brand, it is still a local company in Shicheng.

It's just that they arranged the tasks from above, mobilized their strength, and then they completed the tasks.

All material subsidies and so on are provided by the local government.

This is the gap between local and central governments in ancient times. The result is self-evident...

And what Yang Xiaotao said is right. In the current situation, they don't even have a place to live.

If I could go to Sijiu City...

Thinking of this, Director Zhang felt that this method was just to use a nest to lay eggs?

In this way, the tasks of your own research institute can also be completed.

It can also solve the current dilemma.

When the time comes, helping the machinery factory will be considered as paying the rent.

Director Zhang thought so, as for what Yang Xiaotao said about the engine, he really didn't take it seriously.

There is no way that the design and research of the machine factory will be better than the alliance's.

There is no way it can be better than the design produced by the collective efforts of the whole country.

"I guess it's about doing research and laying the foundation!"

Director Zhang thought so.

And this is what most people think after learning about this matter.

Including Liu Huaimin, Yang Youning, Chen Gong, etc...

When Yang Xiaotao left, there was silence in the tent.

Chen Chonghan was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.

Although he said he was here to help, he still had to consider the leader's attitude.

Especially what you are doing is no small matter.

Yang Xiaotao was poaching people in front of his superiors. If he agreed, it wouldn't be a slap in the leader's face.

But if you don't say it, will the leader feel that he is being artificial? After all, the current situation is obviously telling lies.

"Old Chen!"

Just when Chen Chonghan was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, Director Zhang suddenly spoke.

"director!"

"Old Chen, I've thought about it. When the time comes, you take four or five people and follow Mr. Yang to Sijiu City..."

"No, director, I didn't mean that..."

"What do you mean? Listen to me."

Director Zhang interrupted Chen Chonghan and then told him about using the nest to lay eggs for rent.

And the more I talk about it, the more reasonable it becomes.

"The revolutionary workers are one family, why should we all be so clearly divided!"

"We must have an overall view and look at problems from the path of revolutionary development."

"We must carry forward the spirit of unity and friendship, so..."

Chen Chonghan was lying on the bed, looking at Director Zhang who was talking endlessly in front of him, and suddenly felt that his attitude was so similar to that of Yang Xiaotao.

Sijiucheng, Siheyuan.

Just when it rains constantly in the mountain city, the night sky here is also occupied by clouds.

The difference is that it has been like this all day long, but there is no rain star at all.

In the middle courtyard.

Qin Huairu and Shazhu sat at the table, while Yi Zhonghai and Auntie sat opposite.

All four of them looked sad, and no one had the intention to speak.

The reason for this is not because of the Jia Zhang family incident.

On the day of the earthquake, Jia Zhang breathed her last.

Originally, according to the agreed script, the Jia family's house was obtained, and the things in the house became their own, which could be said to have squeezed out the last bit of value.

Therefore, a few people discussed keeping everything simple and not doing anything in vain. Just like Banggeng, we should get it done as soon as possible.

Save the long nights and lots of dreams, no matter what trouble you make.

But who would have thought that even if there was an earthquake, Qin Huairu would still be stuck in what he said, God is not open to his eyes...

Then God opened his eyes.

Not only was there an earthquake, but his house was shattered.

This invisible fear made her dare not speak casually anymore.

Perhaps the old saying that there is a god three feet above your head is not unreasonable.

Just thinking of this, Qin Huairu couldn't help but clenched her fingers, and the last scene in her mind reappeared.

"Huairu..."

"you you…"

On the bed, Jia Zhang's throat was hoarse and blood was bleeding from both nostrils. She looked very scary.

The aunt behind him was so frightened that she immediately left. Yi Zhonghai did not dare to come forward at this time.

Qin Huairu also wanted to stay away, but it was Jia Zhang who looked back, grabbed her arm and pulled her to the bedside, letting the nosebleed flow into her mouth, staining her teeth red.

When he opened his mouth, he looked like a bloodthirsty evil ghost right in front of Qin Huairu's face.

"If you dare to have a child, give the house to someone else!"

"I, I, our Jia family, are cursing you underground and you will not die a good death!"

snap

The hand holding Qin Huairu fell down, and then Jia Zhang lay on the bed with her eyes wide open.

As she was dying of consciousness, the scene from the past suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Inside, the long-dead deaf old lady was sitting at the table, holding an embroidery needle in her hand, inserting it into a brown bottle, dipping it in it, then getting up and leaving.

The scene turned, and the deaf old lady was sitting on the ground, the embroidery needle in her hand fell aside, her eyes were horrified.

After another turn, I appeared, picked up the embroidery needle, and then...

She got it.

I was poisoned by the deaf old lady!

My own death was so unjust...

"Huairu, Huairu..."

Suddenly, Yi Zhonghai's voice came to his ears. Qin Huairu was startled and quickly came to his senses.

"Master."

"Huairu, didn't you ask about the situation at the Jia family?"

Qin Huairu listened and then shook his head.

"I asked someone to help bring the letter back, and I also found someone from the same clan."

"But now, no one is coming!"

After Qin Huairu finished speaking, her face looked embarrassed.

It has been five days since the earthquake.

Logically speaking, in three days, the spirit should be released and Jia Zhang should be buried in peace.

But now, the news has spread. Even after so many days, no one has come.

At first she thought it was because of the earthquake. Everyone was busy cleaning up and had no time to come over.

But now everyone around Sijiu City has settled down, and tomorrow is the sixth day, so we can’t wait any longer.

When Silly Zhu on the side heard this, he curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Look, Master, what did I say?"

"These locals are just unfamiliar white-eyed wolves. The last time Jia Dongxu came to visit them, they were rushing to eat them. This time it's better, and people just stopped coming."

"And Bangge, if I and the first uncle hadn't sent him back, we wouldn't even be able to enter the ancestral grave."

"But let me tell you, this is all Jia Zhang's fault. If she hadn't been petty and greedy..."

Silly Zhu sat aside and chirped, looking like he didn't mind the matter and didn't care about Qin Huairu's feelings at all.

Yi Zhonghai listened silently.

There are a lot of things going on these days. During the day, I have to go to the street office to help, and when I come back at night, I have to take care of Jia Zhang's affairs.

However, judging from Jia Zhang's case, Jia Zhang's funeral was held, but no one in Jia's village came to tell the story, and no one in the village helped with the funeral.

The reason is not that the Jia family has lost its incense.

The stick figure is gone, the Jia family has no men, and there is no one to break the basin.

Perhaps, in the hearts of the villagers, Lao Jia's team is already considered unique.

Who in the village would rush to join in the fun?

What's more, Mrs. Jia Zhang is not popular on weekdays. She doesn't walk around or talk to the village, and she has a bad habit.

Who likes to associate with such people?

If you don’t behave yourself while you are alive, don’t think about helping others after you die!

this is the truth.

At the same time, this also made Yi Zhonghai understand that he, who was childless, was not much different from Jia Zhang.

If there was no one to support him in his old age, he would probably be sent to a mass grave after his death.

Therefore, Si Zhu and Qin Huairu are facing an opportunity for the old couple.

"Okay, Zhuzi, just stop saying a few words!"

The eldest mother interrupted from the side, "No matter what, death is the most important thing, so be careful!"

Silly Zhu pursed his lips, feeling that there were still many words left unsaid.

"Okay, okay, I won't tell you, it won't work if I don't tell you!"

After saying that, he turned sideways, lifted his legs up on the chair, patted his calves, raised his head up and down, and almost sang two lines of the opera!

"Huai Ru, this can't always be like this. It's getting hotter today, so we still have to let her be buried as soon as possible!"

The eldest mother said earnestly, and Qin Huairu nodded.

There were many dreams at night, and there was a dead person at the door of her house. She didn't dare to sleep at night.

Even people in the courtyard have complaints. Maybe it’s public resentment!

But when it came to how to deal with it, she didn't pay attention in her mind.

She actually thought about sending Jia Zhang's coffin back.

But along the way, you have to worry about spending money to hire people.

Lift it yourself, to be honest, Jia and Zhang are really heavy, and even Fool Zhu and Yi Zhonghai don't have that much energy.

As for asking people in the courtyard for help, if they don’t give you money, you have to have the face to do so.

Qin Huairu is in psychological distress.

Over the past year, I have bid farewell to Bang Gang, and then I have bid farewell to Jia and Zhang. After all, they are all relatives.

Why is it so difficult!

"What Auntie said is right. After a long time, this smell..."

Shazhu couldn't help but interjected.

Looking in the direction of his own house, Jia Zhang's coffin was still at the door.

If he didn't send her away quickly, how could he go home to sleep?

Why was he embarrassed with Qin Huairu? Why did he want to have a child?

He said half of the words, but everyone understood the meaning of the words.

"How about this, I have an idea, do you think it's okay?"

Shazhu suddenly had an idea and said hurriedly, "Well, Uncle and I have been helping to clean up these days, and I heard that the dead people can be cremated together this time!"

"Cremation? Cremation?"

Yi Zhonghai screamed, very surprised.

Even Qin Huairu looked incredible.

These days, although some people have proposed cremation, the mainstream consciousness is still burial.

And the country has no mandatory requirements in this regard. If the family has a choice, no one is willing to be burned to ashes.

Several people looked at each other, and Yi Zhonghai kept coughing. If he died, would Sha Zhu also burn him?

Immediately, Yi Zhonghai shuddered and looked at Sha Zhu with some unkindness.

Sha Zhu was unaware of this. "Look, burn it, then take out the ashes, put them in a box and put them in the coffin. It's so light."

"When the time comes, I will go to the coal station to find a coal truck, and unload it in the village. Isn't this done!"

Sha Zhu said it clearly and excitedly, and even thought of the arrangements for the future.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he trembled, and felt that today's Jia Zhangshi would be him tomorrow.

But before he could open his mouth to object, Qin Huairu stood up suddenly.

"Zhu Zi is right, I think we should do it this way!"

In an instant, Yi Zhonghai almost couldn't breathe.

And the aunt also had a horrified expression.