Scholars in the courtyard

Yu Zecheng picked up two documents.

One of them was about Tian Jing's resume information. You could know her basic information by just flipping through it.

The remaining one was about Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu's recent partnership to "sell medicinal wine".

Yu Zecheng took a general look at the two documents, then put his hands on his chin.

His fingers tapped on the materials for selling medicinal wine.

"In other words, the reason why she, Qin Jingru, approached Tian Jing was to promote medicinal wine."

"Why did Tian Jing do that?"

"Is there really something she can't tell?"

"If not, then approaching Qin Jingru is like approaching a courtyard house, that is."

Yu Zecheng muttered to himself, quickly connecting the two in his mind.

Then he picked up Tian Jing's information and asked, "Do you have specific information before liberation?"

Xiao Liu shook his head, "No, our information is obtained from the school archives."

"In other words, many of the contents above were filled in by her herself?"

"Yes, that's right."

Xiao Liu nodded seriously, and then suggested, "Director, I think the Internal Affairs Department may have this person's information."

"Internal Affairs?"

Yu Zecheng nodded on the table and then picked up the phone on the table.

Just three minutes later, Yu Zecheng hung up the phone again.

"This guy is actually on a business trip."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether there is information or not. The important thing is that we have to confirm whether she is a human or a ghost."

Xiao Liu immediately showed an eager expression after hearing this, waiting for Yu Zecheng's arrangement.

"What's the news from Xiaobo recently?"

"He said that the work in the south has been completed, and hybrid rice has been successful. It has been reported, but it has not been announced yet."

Xiao Liu told the news sent back by Xiaobo, and Yu Zecheng asked again, "Are there any special circumstances?"

"No, there is nothing unusual around."

"This is strange. Could it be that the other party knows that we are fishing?"

"It may be because we were exposed at the beginning."

"Yeah!"

Yu Zecheng thought of the original arrangement and fell silent again.

"In this way, let someone continue to monitor Tian Jing, but don't get close. Let Xiaolong come back to help when necessary."

"The rest of the arrangements remain the same."

"Yes!"

Xiao Liu turned and left.

Yu Zecheng looked at the information on the table, and as his eyes opened and closed, an idea arose in his mind.

Night fell.

Cui Ping came to the yard to visit after dinner as usual.

After staying in the middle yard for a while, he led the children back.

Just after passing the moon gate, he saw the old Taoist sitting at the door to observe the stars at night, so he went up to chat.

"By the way, I heard that Yang Xiaotao is coming back?"

"It's already September, and he has to go out for more than half a month, leaving his wife and children at home. This guy is really willing to leave."

Cui Ping complained, and then muttered, "These men just pat their butts and leave, they are all conscienceless guys."

The Taoist priest listened quietly on the side, just laughing.

After Cui Ping finished speaking, he spoke, "He will be back soon. The matter in the south has been dealt with."

"It seems that the rice yield per mu has exceeded 1,000 kilograms. This time he brought back the information and will give a report at the Agricultural Science Academy."

The Taoist priest said carefully, and Cui Ping curled her lips, "What's wrong with making a report? It's not like I haven't done it before."

"Haha. Yes."

"It's just a report, but I heard that the higher-ups will reward him with 1,000 yuan."

"What? 1,000~"

Cui Ping almost tore her voice, full of disbelief.

And under this voice, a faint exclamation came from the house next door.

Cuiping subconsciously looked at the Taoist priest, and they smiled at the same time.

"This is still a lot. Compared with the rice technology, this thousand is not enough."

The two talked for a while, and Cuiping took Xiao Shitou back to the house to sleep.

The Taoist priest looked up at the stars in the sky, subconsciously stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers, "This constellation is a bit messy. Weird, weird!"

In the Xu family's house.

Qin Jingru stretched out ten fingers, and her mind was full of one thousand yuan.

One thousand yuan.

When Xu Damao was here, there was less than 40 yuan a month.

Apart from food and drink, saving five yuan a month was considered a lot.

One thousand yuan, it takes two hundred months.

This takes more than ten years.

Thinking about Yang Xiaotao's one thousand yuan earned on a business trip, and his family earned more than ten years, my heart was not only sour, but also envious.

It was a kind of, watching Yang Xiaotao earn money was more uncomfortable than not earning money.

'Back then, why didn't I have this fate? ’

The next day, Qin Jingru got up as usual, and then came to the middle courtyard with a pair of dark circles under her eyes.

Entered the Qin family and found Qin Huairu.

The two sisters closed the door and talked, telling the news they heard last night. Although Qin Huairu didn't say much, her hand holding the basket was already white.

"You help look after Huaihua Xiaodang at home, don't run around all day."

"I'll go to the countryside to take a look."

Qin Jingru nodded, "Sister, this time I paid for the wine, you have to give me half."

"I know, you are the only one who can count."

Qin Huairu said and was about to leave with the basket.

Qin Jingru took out a bottle of wine from the bedside cabinet, which was prepared for Tian Jing.

Qin Huairu went out and happened to meet Ran Qiuye taking the child out.

The two did not speak when they met, as usual.

After exiting the front yard gate one after another, Qin Huairu saw a jeep parked at the entrance of the alley. When he saw Ran Qiuye going out, the driver hurriedly ran over and escorted the child to the car.

After Ran Qiuye also got in the car, he started to leave.

Qin Huairu looked at the jeep going away and pinched her fingers harder to stop it.

In just the next second, this power disappeared from his arm, replaced by a feeling of powerlessness.

Now, they don't even have a man in their family, so why should they argue with Ran Qiuye?

Today's courtyard is no longer the stage she used to show off.

Now she can only watch the people on the stage from the audience and perform to her heart's content.

Carrying the basket, he lowered his head and left quickly.

"Eldest sister of the Qin family!"

Before she left the alley, she heard a voice calling her to stop.

Looking up, she saw Tian Jing smiling at her.

During this period, Tian Jing began to enter the courtyard through Qin Jingru's relationship, met her, and even discussed the efficacy of medicinal wine.

However, she always felt that the other person's smile was a little fake.

Just like Yang Xiaotao, there is a knife hidden behind the smile.

Whenever I see this smile, I always think of the story behind it.

"This is a long trip."

"Yes, Teacher Tian."

Qin Huairu was not very enthusiastic, perhaps because of the first impression.

In response, Qin Huairu was about to leave. Tian Jing still kept a smile on her face when she saw it. After Qin Huairu left, she continued to walk to the courtyard.

But when she lowered her head, there was a look of surprise on her face. Could it be that she had done something wrong that made her wary?

Tian Jing pondered.

She has investigated everyone in the courtyard.

Basically they are workers in various factories.

Most of them are workers in machinery factories.

Moreover, these people are Yang Xiaotao's biggest fans. If you contact them yourself, you might be exposed.

As for Ran Qiuye, even though they were both teachers, they did not dare to take the initiative to contact them.

But the Qin sisters were different. They were marginalized figures in the courtyard, and Qin Huairu even fell out with Yang Xiaotao.

Yang Xiaotao even shouted the words "We will never get along until we die", which shows that the relationship has reached a freezing point.

That's why she contacted the two people and got information from them.

She just didn't expect that Qin Huairu would look like this, which disappointed her greatly.

Fortunately, there is also Qin Jingru.

Arriving at the courtyard, the three aunts in the front yard took the initiative to smile.

After all, he is a university teacher, much better than his old elementary school teacher, and he speaks very politely.

After a brief chat, Tian Jing came to the backyard and went straight to Qin Jingru's house.

He left the courtyard at noon, still holding a bottle of wine in his hand. His indifferent expression disappeared until he left the alley, replaced by a hurried pace.

"Director, the other party went to school."

In the distance, Xiao Liu looked at Tian Jing who walked into the school gate, and said to Yu Zecheng who was resting with his eyes closed.

"She has class today?"

"Where are the classes? Now students don't have classes anymore."

"Oh, let our students go in and take a look."

"good!"

Xiao Liu got out of the car and Yu Zecheng sat upright.

"Sure enough, all abnormal approaches have ulterior motives."

"I'm quite busy now."

Minfu, the research base of the Seventh Ministry of Machinery.

In the wide field, Ran's father was squatting on the ground, looking at the broken pieces of steel. From time to time, he picked up a piece and gestured, observing carefully.

There were a lot of debris left at the scene, but most of them were from the rocket. The shells of the two liquid oxygen tanks were very few.

Shen Tao stood aside, walking around from time to time, his eyes scanning the surrounding debris, but his face was blank.

He really couldn't see what was wrong with this.

"Director Ran, what's the problem here?"

Song Tao finally asked, "It's not a problem to stand like this."

"Not sure, we're looking at it."

Father Ran said without looking back.

The people around him ignored him and continued working.

Song Tao hit a soft nail and stopped asking.

At this time, the investigator from outside came in and said in Song Tao's ear, "Director, the comrades who went to investigate the Sannong Chemical Fertilizer Factory have received news."

"How to say?"

The two of them walked aside and Song Tao asked.

"What was said on the phone was unclear. It just said that the liquid oxygen produced this time was produced temporarily overtime."

"The workshop director in charge of production is named Xu Hongsen. It is said that after receiving the notice from the factory director, he immediately arranged for people to produce."

"The person in charge of this matter is the secretary of the factory director, named Ye Qiongqiong. It is said that she brought the jars used."

"Then I came here by water. The person who checked was Miao Xinran who died here. If there is any problem with the check, there will be no problem."

The visitor didn't finish speaking, but Song Tao understood the meaning.

No one will joke with their own life.

"In other words, there is no problem with the liquid oxygen?"

Song Tao touched his chin and asked. The visitor glanced at the researchers who were busy not far away, and then nodded, "According to our judgment, there should be no problem."

Song Tao thought that it was exactly what he thought.

"Forget it, you ask our people to write a report, especially the two parties involved. Write the report clearly and have them sign it. This time it is over."

After Song Tao finished speaking, he was about to go and talk to Director Ran. Unexpectedly, the visitor hesitated and finally said, "Director, those two people are not in the factory."

Song Tao paused, then turned around and asked, "Not here?"

"Yes, when our people went there, they had just gone to the township to investigate the supply of fertilizer raw materials."

"Neither of them?"

"Yeah!"

Song Tao touched his chin again, "A little bit, it's a coincidence."

The visitor nodded silently.

In the eyes of their industry, coincidences are often inevitable arrangements.

The nature of their work makes them naturally suspicious of "coincidences".