Scholars in the courtyard

"Master, it's up to you to name this child."

Yang Xiaotao welcomed Mr. Yang into the living room, served tea and water, and everyone gathered around to drink and ask questions.

Mr. Yang coughed and said, "We discussed this when we came here."

"In terms of seniority, this little Dragon Boat Festival is named Zeng, so it is Yang Zeng or something."

"increase?"

Yang Xiaotao really didn't think about it. Look at his name, Xiaotao, look at the others, Da Zhuang, Da Shan, and Stone.

When he handed over the naming rights of his eldest son, he was mentally prepared for this.

After all, the older generation is uneducated, and they only use cheap names to make a living.

I just didn't expect that Mr. Yang would still be ranked according to seniority, which was really unexpected.

As for the additional character generation of Little Dragon Boat Festival, this character may be carefully considered in future generations.

Because things like increase, enhance, brighten, heighten, enlarge, etc., these are very vulgar names in the eyes of later generations.

But at the moment, it is the most serious name.

Yang Xiaotao wanted to hear what Mr. Yang would give him a name.

"I think the more children the better, and the more good things the better."

"So, let's give it the word 'Benefit'."

"Yang Gain."

"Yang Gain!"

Yang Xiaotao read it in his mind. It sounded much better than adding enhancements.

"Okay, let's call him Yang Gain."

At the door, Ran's mother nodded after hearing this, and walked into the room to talk to Ran Qiuye. Although Ran Qiuye had no right to object, she had the obligation to express her wishes.

As for this name, it is in line with my own thoughts.

"Yang Zeng, Zeng Yi couldn't do anything he could."

"Little Dragon Boat Festival, you have a name."

After confirming the name, Yang Xiaotao began to show off his skills and prepare lunch.

In the yard, a scent soon spread.

The head of that big fish was borrowed from the kitchen of Wang Dashan's house next door, and the fish head made with chopped peppers took up a whole pot.

The fish meat was picked out and made into fish balls, fried fish, and stewed fish.

One fish made up most of the dishes on the table.

When it was time to eat at noon, everyone was stunned when they saw the sumptuous meal.

Many people have never seen it before, and they don’t know how to eat fish balls or snow-white meatballs.

When Mr. Yang knew that this was Yang Xiaotao's cooking, he said with a smile that he would pass on this skill to little Duanwu in the future, so he would not worry about being hungry.

Fortunately, Ran's mother explained that most of the fish used here were caught fish, and no money was spent, otherwise it would be really extravagant and wasteful.

But a lot of oil and seasonings are used to make these meals.

You can tell it's delicious just by smelling it.

Mr. Yang didn't care. This meal was for little Dragon Boat Festival. The good food showed that Yang Xiaotao was a good father.

You are welcome to have a large number of people, and you can drink as much as you want while Yang Xiaotao persuades you to drink.

In the room, Ran Qiuye and Ran's mother looked at the child.

He was not unhappy because of the noise in the living room.

Because they know that this noise represents the family and the strength of the family.

"Mom, do you think Dad will know?"

At this moment, Ran Qiuye suddenly thought of his father, whom he had not heard from for a long time.

The corners of Ran's mother's eyes trembled but she didn't let the tears fall, "Don't mention the heartless person. If he knew, he might be very happy."

Listening to his mother's inconsistent words, Ran Qiuye knew clearly that his mother had thought about it.

A base somewhere in the northwest.

There was an endless stream of people coming and going, people in plaid shirts were walking quickly, and the two young people behind them also looked anxious, running quickly before catching up with the pace of the middle-aged people in front.

bang bang

Plaid Shirt knocked on the door twice, then pushed it open and walked in without waiting for the person inside to speak.

"Old Zheng, it still doesn't work."

After finishing speaking, the plaid shirt picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip. The white shirt sitting in front of him didn't mind. He took the report at hand and started reading.

Just one glance showed disappointment on his face.

"Lao Ran, could it be that your requirements are too high?"

"No, if you want to load enough capacity, you must ensure the sealing of the shell."

"The weight of the shell that was dropped there when I was little was made up of 80% of the weight of steel alone. Therefore, the shell must not only be heavy, but also consider various factors. The most direct one is the issue of thermal expansion and contraction. In the future, our shells must adapt to various environment, so the requirements for the shell can only be high, not low.”

Plaid shirt is very serious when it comes to talking about it, and this is what he has always believed in.

There is nothing careless about physics.

Since the last calculation incident, they have used their own strength to prove that what others give is not necessarily correct, and what they calculate is their own.

"But, wouldn't such high requirements be difficult for the production team?"

The white shirt felt a bit toothache as he looked at the requirements for precision.

This kind of precision is something that not even the furry bears in the north dare to achieve, let alone in China.

And instruments that can achieve this kind of precision will definitely not be given to them.

"It's better to be embarrassed now than to face difficulties later."

But Plaid Shirt insisted on his own opinion, because he knew that if the current problem was not solved, he would have to overturn it and start over if he wanted to solve it later.

The two were silent for a long time, and the white shirt nodded.

"Okay, I'll report this to the director."

Plaid Shirt nodded and was about to leave. He still had a lot of things on hand.

"You wait first."

After saying that, Bai Shiyi handed an envelope to Ge Shirt. At this moment, Plaid Shirt looked moved.

"mine?"

"Nonsense, hurry up!"

The plaid shirt immediately took it and opened it in the office, with a smile on his face instantly.

After a long time, the smile gradually disappeared, but he saw that his daughter was about to give birth, and he was going to be a grandpa.

Can……

The mood is a little depressed.

"Lao Ran..."

"fine!"

The plaid shirt returned to normal, and pointed to the content of the letter, "Look, what is the water pressure well and the Red Star brand? Isn't it atmospheric pressure? Any one of us can do better than him."

"Do you still want to build a tractor? Finally, you can do something serious, but the steam engine is too backward. If you want to build it, you should build an internal combustion engine. Alas, you are still too young and you are not good at physics. You have to make up for it..."

The white shirt looked at the plaid shirt here to find faults with his uncle, talking and commenting one by one, as if there was nothing outstanding about him.

But why does it sound so uncomfortable? You still have an internal combustion engine, why don’t you use a nuclear power one? Just do it in one step, and we don’t have to eat sand here.

snort!

If he didn't have a daughter, he would definitely find someone better than his uncle and make this picky guy mad.

…

In the front yard, Yan Fugui was sitting at home eating peanuts.

There was a sports meeting at school today, and he had nothing to do, so he stayed at home.

I originally wanted to go fishing, but I couldn't help being stimulated by Yang Xiaotao. The big fish was so big.

After so many years of fishing, this is the first time I have seen such a big one.

I heard from people in the courtyard that the fish head alone would make a whole pot worth of cooking.

That scent~~

Let him decide to wait at home.

But now, Yan Fugui's heart is full of unwillingness.

As the only uncle in the yard, Yang Xiaotao didn't ask him to accompany him. It was simply out of order.

However, he didn't dare to come to the door himself.

The people there all represent the Yang family. If you offend one of them, there might be a bunch of little ones knocking on your door tomorrow.

The sub-district office can’t take care of it, so it can at best leave it to the village brigade headquarters for education, which is of no use.

So, don’t mess with it.

In the Jia family, Mrs. Jia and Zhang stayed at home honestly today, and even Bangge was forced to stay in the house.

No one dared to go out.

For no other reason than for fear of provoking those country people.

Country people are honest and not easy to mess with.

Although she didn't dare to go out, Jia Zhang's eyes never came down from the window.

"One, two, three~~six"

As she counted in her mouth, Mrs. Jia Zhang's face was so angry that her jealousy almost flowed to the window sill.

"This bastard has no conscience. He makes so many delicious dishes and six meat dishes. This bastard has no conscience."

Banggeng on the side had already stuffed his fingers into his mouth, staring closely at the two old hens raised in Yang Xiaotao's yard with his glowing little eyes.

Next to him, Xiao Dang also stared with eyes full of longing, and his heart even thought about how wonderful it would be to be born into that family.

The Yang family's meal lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon. Two old uncles were drunk on the table. This made Mr. Yang angry and said that he would never leave the village again next time. It was simply an embarrassment to the village.

Especially with my mother-in-law here, I feel even more embarrassed.

Yang Xiaotao found Liang Jianjun's coat and spread it on the car, then helped the two drunken uncles get into the car, and then everyone said goodbye.

Before leaving, Mr. Yang asked Yang Xiaotao to take good care of his wife. He said that he would take care of his wife if he had more children. Then he sat in the car and Yang Hui waved his whip and led the two cars away.

After returning home, Yang Xiaotao took out some of the leftover food and distributed it to the Wang Dashan family and the Liu family who were helping, and then worked with Ran's mother to clean up the house and take care of the children.

At the steel rolling mill, Silly Zhu took advantage of everyone's busy work and hurried to the rest area, where he saw Ma Hua waiting there.

Seeing Silly Zhu coming, Ma Hua immediately stepped forward.

"master!"

"Well, here we come."

Silly Zhu didn't have much enthusiasm, he just asked lightly, then glanced at Ma Hua's swollen chest and glanced at him.

Ma Hua immediately understood, "Here, master."

He took out two big steamed buns from his pocket and handed them to Shazhu.

Silly Zhu saw that there was no one around, immediately picked up one, stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite.

I have been eating steamed buns for the past few days, and I can't stand it anymore.

"Why is it so late today?"

Silly Zhu broke half of it and ate it, leaving the remaining half for dinner.

As for the other one, leave it to Yi Zhonghai.

Ma Hua doesn't mind Silly Zhu's attitude, after all, that's what the master is like.

"Hey, isn't this Liu Lan asking for information? I've been busy taking over her job until now."

As he spoke, Ma Hua raised his head and took out a handful of peanuts from his pocket, "Master, I made this, you can eat it."

"You kid, you didn't take it out earlier."

Silly Zhu said, quickly putting it in his pocket.

"Your boy is still filial, those few, huh."

Silly Zhu said, since he came here to clean the toilet, no one with good connections in the kitchen has come, except for his apprentice and Liu Lan, he is really unpopular.

"Master, please eat quickly. I have to go back to work. The new chef is very strict."

"What are you afraid of? My subordinate dares to be a chef even with his abilities. Wait until I teach you how to compete with him."

"Hey, okay."

Ma Hua felt happy when he heard that Sha Zhu taught him his true skills.

Silly Zhu also felt guilty for this apprentice and wanted to make amends.

With a steamed bun in his mouth, half of the steamed bun was eaten, "By the way, what is Liu Lan asking about again?"

"It seems that Yang Xiaotao has a son, and everyone in the workshop is talking about it."

After Ma Hua finished speaking, he didn't notice that Silly Zhu's face became embarrassed.

Cough cough cough

"Master, Master"

"It's okay, you can go back first."

Silly Zhu struggled to swallow the steamed bun and said unhappily.

Ma Hua nodded and left quickly.

After Ma Hua left, Si Zhu coughed twice uncomfortably, feeling even worse mentally.

Yang Xiaotao has a son, but where is his wife?

Will there be a son?