Scholars in the courtyard

Night falls.

In the West Garden, Tang Mingyue was reporting on the day's situation.

The thin old man and the eldest sister were teasing Xingxing, who was nodding as he listened.

"According to the information we have received, the other party is actively contacting the country."

"However, judging from the current situation, the other party will no longer insist on purchasing the White Horse fighter and the Blue Horse fighter."

"Moreover, there is a high chance of achieving cooperation."

Tang Mingyue closed the meeting minutes and made a final summary.

The thin old man was peeling eggs. He nodded and pointed to the side with a smile, "Don't worry about your work for now. Eat first."

Tang Mingyue listened and sat aside with a smile. When Xingxing saw this, she immediately jumped out of her elder sister's arms and threw herself directly into Tang Mingyue's arms.

"Mom, grandma took me out to play today."

Xingxing said happily. Tang Mingyue touched the chubby little guy and when she looked closely, she found that he was 70% similar to the person she saw today.

But my son looks more handsome and good-looking.

Thinking in her mind, Tang Mingyue picked up her son and felt that he was heavier again.

Having said that, my child is almost three years old, but he is much taller than his peers and is in very good health.

She also asked Ran Qiuye, and the other children in the family were all similar.

There's nothing wrong with me.

Even though I was naughty during the Dragon Boat Festival and fell down and got a scratch on my skin, it healed quickly.

I have to say that the descendants of these workers have good physiques.

Thinking of something in her mind, Tang Mingyue quickly dispelled the figure, and then asked softly, "Really? What did grandma take you to play?"

"She took me to play with my sister and bought me some candy. It was delicious."

Xingxing smiled happily, and the elder sister beside her also smiled, with love in her eyes.

She devoted the first half of her life to the revolution, and in the second half she wanted to get back the maternal love she lacked.

The thin old man broke the egg white into pieces bit by bit, "Come, wake up and eat the eggs."

Xingxing looked at the egg with a bit of avoidance. The egg tasted good, but she didn’t want to eat the yolk.

Every time, grandpa would let him eat the egg white first, and then the egg yolk.

Seeing Xingxing lying in Tang Mingyue's arms and ignoring him, the thin old man smiled.

These are eggs. Many people couldn’t afford to eat them before.

It’s great for children nowadays to have eggs to eat.

The thin old man didn't care. There were things he didn't like to eat, let alone a child.

But the eggs cannot be wasted, save them for him.

"Come, wake up, grandma will take you to play."

Seeing that Xingxing was clinging to Tang Mingyue and didn't care about eating, the eldest sister immediately stepped forward and picked up Xingxing.

"Let's go out and play."

Xingxing reached out and hugged her elder sister.

The two quickly left the room and ran to the yard to play.

On the other side, Tong Xiaolong was bringing his daughter over, and the two kids started playing together in an instant.

"This guy is old, he just likes children!"

"But if you like someone too much, you'll become a spoiled child."

"Your elder sister wasn't like this before."

The thin old man said with a smile, and Tang Mingyue picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate with a smile.

"I'm sorry to cause trouble to you and my elder sister."

The thin old man said with a frown, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't say such things in our house anymore."

"You don't know what your elder sister and I are thinking."

Tang Mingyue smiled and said, "I know, I know. You are the most important. I will listen to you."

"Nonsense, in this family, your eldest sister is the most powerful."

The thin old man spoke seriously, then lowered his head and said, "But soon Xingxing became the biggest one."

"Hahaha"

The two ate with a smile.

"What do you think? If they really offer us 30 tons of gold, will we sell it?"

As Tang Mingyue spoke, the thin old man put down a piece of egg skin and shook his head, "No."

"Why? I heard from Mr. Qin that with so much money, we can upgrade the aircraft and research better aircraft."

"Lao Qin, him..."

The thin old man shook his head after hearing this, and then looked at Tang Mingyue, "He doesn't understand this matter as well as Xiao Tao."

When Tang Mingyue heard the three words "Yang Xiaotao", she lowered her head and ate her meal. Seeing this, the thin old man continued, "Xiaotao said that the development of high-altitude and high-speed aircraft has reached its peak."

"After all, it's impossible for any aircraft to fight at such a high altitude."

"Therefore, the future air battlefield will still be a contest at medium and low altitudes, a more comprehensive and modern contest."

"and"

At this point, the thin old man recalled something that Old Chen had told him.

When he was discussing space-based weapons with Yang Xiaotao, he also talked about the development direction of aircraft.

Although Yang Xiaotao just said it casually, Mr. Chen still kept it in mind.

After telling him this, he asked Mr. Peng and his team to conduct an assessment, and the results given by the think tank were surprisingly similar to what Yang Xiaotao said.

High altitudes can be used for reconnaissance and breakthroughs, but if you want to engage in air combat with the enemy, relying solely on high speeds and altitudes is not enough.

This is why some people proposed to hand over the production of the J-8 together with the Shengjing Aircraft Factory to the Ninth Ministry.

At the same time, he and Mr. Peng also wanted to see what kind of plane Yang Xiaotao could make.

I even wanted to see if there was an end to Yang Xiaotao's abilities.

You know, the production process of the J-8 can be described as "difficult".

The thin old man suddenly fell silent and fell into deep thought. Tang Mingyue did not disturb him, but just chewed quietly, waiting for the old man's next words.

After a long while, the old man came back to his senses, then picked up the water cup beside him and took a sip. Seeing that Tang Mingyue was still waiting, he smiled and said, "Besides, Xiao Tao said that the aircraft in the future will be invisible."

Tang Mingyue's eyes widened. "Invisible? What, what does that mean?"

"Can planes be invisible?"

The thin old man shook his head and said, "I just mentioned it at the time, but I didn't say anything specific."

"Maybe it's a joke."

Tang Mingyue nodded. How could such a big thing become invisible? They didn't know any magic.

After the two finished their meal and Tang Mingyue cleared the dishes, the thin old man gave her some more instructions and Tang Mingyue prepared to continue attending the meeting tomorrow.

While Tang Mingyue went to coax the child to sleep, the thin old man and his eldest sister were walking in the yard.

"I heard that he named the child of Xiao Yang's family?"

The eldest sister asked and the thin old man nodded.

"He went to the hospital for a checkup and ran into this."

"Speaking of which, his health is a big problem."

The thin old man did not answer directly, but explained the reason.

At the same time, there was a hint of worry on his face.

In the past two years, the other party's health has been deteriorating. As an old comrade-in-arms, he is still a little worried.

After all, it was a friendship forged through blood and fire.

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On the contrary, I have actually felt healthier in the past two years and have been eating more and more.

I was thinking whether I should make a plan for my meals and send them to the others.

At least it is effective.

"Just happened to run into it?"

“That should be it.”

"So, what's going on between him and Xiao Yang?"

The thin old man shook his head, "I don't know, I'm also confused, the two of them have no intersection, not to mention..."

The thin old man didn't finish his words, but a trace of worry flashed across the eldest sister's face.

Seeing this, the thin old man patted the other person's palm and said, "Don't worry, he is not that kind of person. He is very proud."

At this point, the thin old man smiled at his lover and said, "Besides, people change."

The eldest sister thought for a moment after hearing this, then nodded slightly.

"I know, but I'm afraid there's something behind this. He won't give up easily once he's determined to do something."

"Especially the Shengjing Aircraft Factory, which is a big melting pot. If we are not careful, it will be a mess."

Hearing the eldest sister's concerns, the thin old man laughed.

"You still don't understand Xiao Yang's abilities."

"This time he was able to accurately analyze and judge the situation around the desert, which shows that his vision is better than most people. This kid is improving very quickly and has a very active mind."

The thin old man is very optimistic about Yang Xiaotao. He is able to analyze problems calmly at such a young age. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a promising young man.

"Besides, Shengjing Aircraft Factory doesn't belong to anyone. It belongs to the country and the people."

Having said that, a murderous look appeared on the thin old man's face.

Especially in the past two years, it has become more and more messed up.

If there were no comparison, he wouldn't think much of it. After all, the most challenging thing in technological research and development is time.

But compared with the Baiju fighter, the people from the Ninth Department were able to make it in just one year, and it is so excellent.

But what about the J-8? It has not been completed for such a long time. Is it really difficult, or is someone holding it back?

The thin old man quickly suppressed the murderous look on his face, replacing it with a look of calmness.

"That's good. I'm just worried."

"You don't have to worry."

"Xiao Tao still has some abilities."

The thin old man comforted her again. The eldest sister smiled and nodded, but she glanced at the room again, "I am worried. Xingxing is getting older and older. This child is smart. What if he looks for his father?"

"Besides, people change."

Hearing this, the thin old man was speechless. It was his own boomerang that hit him.

After a long while, he said, "The current situation is not optimistic."

"This matter needs to be considered carefully."

The eldest sister rolled her eyes after hearing this, then said "nagging" and walked into the house.

The thin old man was speechless and hurried to catch up.

Wang Zhong walked to the door with a document in his hand and knocked gently.

"Come in!"

Wang Zhong straightened his clothes, then gently pushed open the door and walked into the room.

In front of the dim desk lamp, a thin figure sat at the table, with a piece of clothing draped over him.

Even though the room was very hot, the old man still felt cold.

When Wang Zhong approached, he smelled a bloody odor.

But he didn't dare say much and just put the documents on the table.

"Chief, these are the minutes of the meeting."

The old man took off his glasses and rubbed his brows, then put a document on the table aside and touched the meeting minutes without bothering to read them. "Just tell me."

Wang Zhong nodded, then briefly recounted the meeting's proceedings. The old man listened quietly, expressionless.

After Wang Zhong finished speaking and waited for another ten minutes, the old man finally spoke, "This matter was handled very well."

"We can't give them the plane."

"But we cannot let them fall into the arms of others. Their oil will be an important import resource for us in the future."

"This is a good thing to do."

Wang Zhong was listening on the side. It was rare for him to hear such praise from the other party.

The room was silent again for a moment, and the old man slowly spoke, "Let the logistics department cooperate with this matter, and don't worry about the rest."

"Also, ask Shengjing to make adjustments as soon as possible. If anyone has any objections, please let them come to me."

After saying that, he waved his hand.

Wang Zhong's expression was stern. Now that these words had been spoken, the people in Shengjing would have to think carefully about this.

Who dares to have an opinion these days?

Who dares to come to this person?

Looking for the King of Hell in the King of Hell's Palace, I'm tired of living.

Wang Zhong left and closed the door gently.

The old man looked at the minutes on the table, tapping his fingers lightly as he pondered the other party's reaction in his mind.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the old man's face.

Then he walked to the side and picked up the phone, "Hello, connect me to foreign trade."

After a long time, the old man hung up the phone.

He tapped his fingers on the table from time to time and a smile appeared on his face.

"At this rate, no amount of gold will be enough."