Scholars in the courtyard

In the yard, Mrs. Jia Zhang looked out of the window and saw that Ran Qiuye had brought so many things back to her parents' home. In addition to being greedy, she felt more unhappy.

She didn't have a daughter to bring anything back to see her.

More importantly, it is so shameless for a married girl to lose money and send things to her parents' family.

I looked at the stove at home again. I had eaten a lot of steamed buns at the end of the day, and my stomach felt so uncomfortable.

He turned to look at Xiaodang, who was looking after his sister, and sighed again. He didn't know when the two losers would come back to honor her.

Thinking of the news she heard last night, Jia Zhang felt uneasy again.

If a worker is injured under normal circumstances, the compensation will be quite large.

But from what it sounds like, Qin Huairu is the one at fault, and the factory still needs to be held accountable, so how is their family doing?

There was no one to help in the yard, and in the factory, Yi Zhonghai couldn't protect himself, let alone Silly Zhu.

Without the support of their two families, how would we live like this?

well…

Night falls.

Banggan walked in from outside swinging his schoolbag and looked around. There were fireworks in many people's homes, and the smell of food came from time to time.

Looking at his home again, Banggeng's one eye showed deep disappointment.

There was no fire at home, so we were either eating cold cornstarch or starving.

Why can other people's children eat steamed buns and rice, but he can only eat steamed buns?

Why can't I even eat meat?

Bangge stood at the door of his home, looking at Mr. Jia Zhang who was sitting on the bed in a daze through the door and window, feeling resentful in his heart.

Who is to blame?

Blame Qin Huairu for insisting on giving birth to him in this family!

If it were another family, if he was born in the Yang family, would he still need to go hungry?

Blame Jia and Zhang for being crazy, not making money, not talking, not cooking.

Banggeng’s heart is filled with hatred.

His teeth were clenching loudly, but the next moment, the gurgling sound from his stomach made him lose all strength.

I turned around and took a look, and suddenly I found that the usually most terrifying vicious dog was not there, and the lights in the room were turned off, and I felt excited.

But thinking about the hateful people in the yard, who could really beat him to death, he felt scared again.

Turning around silently, he returned home.

"This family has to rely on itself!"

At this moment, Banggeng was determined to go his own way.

…

backyard.

Qin Jingru's face was full of melancholy.

The sentence "Who are you" last night completely woke her up.

If her name is not justified, what does she, Qin Jingru, mean here?

She has no name, no status, and is not married. To put it bluntly, as long as Xu Damao kicks her out, she will get nothing.

But Xu Damao came back last night. When she talked about the matter, what she got was still evasion and confusion.

This confirmed to her that Xu Damao had other thoughts.

So what if you just know?

She can't go back now and can only spend time with Xu Damao here.

But if she wanted Xu Damao to marry her, there was only one way, and that was to get pregnant with a child.

squeak

The door opened and Xu Damao walked in from the outside.

Qin Jingru quickly changed her smile and said, "Da Mao, why are you coming back so late? I'm going to heat up the food."

Qin Jingru was wearing half-sleeves, with the collar buttons left open. Her youthful complexion immediately caught Xu Damao's attention.

"Let me kiss you first."

Xu Damao hugged Qin Jingru regardless of the stench on his body.

The two of them had a laugh in the room, and then Xu Damao looked at the sumptuous meal and two glasses of wine on the table, and smiled proudly, "Look, follow me, eat well and drink spicy food. I will let you live like a city person." day."

"Also, don't think about what happened last night. They just can't eat sour grapes."

"Just like Yan Fugui, isn't he just an uncle? What can he do to us?"

Xu Damao said proudly, drank a glass of wine, and then looked at Qin Jingru, his appetite increased.

"I know, they are all jealous if I follow you and live a good life."

Qin Jingru said pretending to be shy, while Xu Damao smiled proudly.

"I just like your straightforwardness. You can say whatever you want. I like it."

"Let me tell you, I will seek justice for what happened last night!"

Qin Jingru raised her head and said, "What do you say?"

"Hey, do you know why you came back late? Tell you, I went to the street to do it!"

Seeing Qin Jingru's confusion, Xu Damao spoke up immediately.

He made a special trip to the sub-district office after get off work to tell Yan Fugui about organizing the courtyard to donate money to Yi Zhonghai.

Of course, the reason for saying this is not because he is noble or hates evil, but because he simply wants to perform meritorious service and reduce the time for labor reform.

"Da Mao, would you do this..."

"Don't be afraid, they dare to do it, but we dare not say it? Just wait and see the good show."

Qin Jingru didn't say much, and was now focused on her belly.

dong dong

Qin Jingru was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

"Da Mao is back? I, Liu Haizhong!"

Xu Damao smiled and said, "Open the door quickly."

…

forecourt

Yan Fugui personally saw off Director Li from the street office with a smile on his face, "Director Li, I am confused and will never do this again!"

"Be careful in the future. Don't make the decision on things like this that you know clearly. Last time, the director was criticized for the spy incident in the street."

"Yes, I must be careful and pay attention."

Director Li nodded, "Also, for future donations, please continue to report to the street office. No private meetings are allowed. This is the director's wish."

"understand."

Director Li turned and left.

Seeing Director Li leave, Yan Fugui's smile instantly froze.

"Damn Xu Damao!"

An angry Yan Fugui walked back into the house, and the same angry voice still echoed in the office of the steel rolling mill.

"Just because of this, just because of this!"

"Our factory has worked so hard to do so many things, but just because something happened, we took advantage of the grandson of the machine repair shop?"

"Lao Yang, please say something to Liu Huaimin and let him speak out!"

In the room, Chen Gong was roaring at the table.

Yang Youning said nothing, with a gloomy face, holding the matchbox in his hand and turning it constantly.

"Lao Yang? What on earth do you think?"

Seeing this, Chen Gong finally calmed down a lot, sat down and asked seriously.

"well!"

Yang Youning just replied lightly, and then sounded a sigh.

"Is there any cigarette?"

Chen Gong was stunned, took out a box of cigarettes from his arms, and popped out two cigarettes, one for each person.

After a while, the room filled with the smell of smoke again.

"You are looking for someone, what do you say?"

"Humph, the elders in the family say that one will gain wisdom from one's mistakes."

"You see, they are all the same. My family is the same."

Yang Youning shook off the ashes and said, "This time, Lao Liu is also implicated."

"how come?"

"Haha, why not?"

"We form small groups, form cliques, and build mountains. Many people are jealous of what we do."

When Chen Gong heard this, his expression was cold.

"Lao Yang, what do you think we will do?"

Yang Youning was silent for a moment, "I heard from the gossip that someone is coming to our place!"

"who?"

"have no idea!"

"What are you here for?"

Yang Youning glanced at Chen Gong and said nothing.

But Chen Gong suddenly understood and his expression suddenly turned ugly.

"You idiot, are you here to pick peaches? What is our situation? What was the steel rolling mill like before and what is it like now? Are you doing it? They don't know, Mr. Xia doesn't know yet?"

"A lot of words make gold, but accumulation of words makes gold worth nothing!"

"We are just like the trees that stand out in the forest, only to be blown away by the wind!"

"Old Chen, don't ask, don't make trouble, and don't ventilate with the people below. We will listen to whatever is arranged by the superiors."

Yang Youning stood up and opened the window. The night wind blew by, blowing away the smoke in front of his eyes, revealing a familiar scene.

"The wind destroys only the wood."

"But it can't destroy the iron will!"

Hmm~~hum~~boom...coax...

The base's wake-up call sounded in the howling cold wind.

Yang Xiaotao had not found the sound of the trumpet annoying before, and was even very interested in the thirty-centimeter-long copper trumpet at the door of the warehouse.

But now, it's so cold outside the bed, and it's still so dark that I have to get up at dawn. It's really hard to adapt to it.

I woke up from the cold last night, which of course was related to drinking Lao Dao's wine. I spent the whole night tossing around in my dreams with Ran Qiuye.

The result is

I secretly ate some late-night snacks last night. This is because Xiaowei has recently increased her energy in feeding back. Otherwise, with Yang Xiaotao's appetite, he would have starved to death after eating so little in one meal.

As for the secret late-night snack, Xiaowei had to help dispel the smell so that those 'sensitive' noses wouldn't smell it.

Yang Xiaotao even doubted that if Xiaowei grew up, would he be able to live without eating and only use energy?

But what’s life without food?

Abandoning the ridiculous thoughts in his mind, Yang Xiaotao got up. There was a banging sound next door, and someone had already gotten up.

"gather!"

"Run and walk!"

"one two three four."

Yang Xiaotao was tall and shouted loudly at the front of the queue. Behind him, a bunch of gray-haired old people followed and ran around the warehouse.

Yes, this is the task of getting up in the morning, running and doing exercises.

A week has passed since I last came back.

This week, in order to improve everyone's physical resistance, Zhang Laodao came up with this method to run and exercise with the team.

Not to mention, after this week, there were really few people who fell ill with colds. At least Liu Daming got through it, and now he is looking strong again.

After running and exercising, everyone finished eating and went to the workshop as usual.

As soon as he arrived, Yang Xiaotao saw Zhang Dedao and Shen Rong.

The two of them each held a stack of drawings in their hands.

Everyone was curious when they saw it. Today is different from before.

After everyone gathered, Zhang Laodao glanced at Yang Xiaotao, and then asked Shen Rong to send the drawings.

"Without further ado."

"Three days, three days, we have to complete this. The accuracy requirement, 2.0, there is no room for it."

After Zhang Dedao finished speaking, someone was already looking at the drawings.

"Team Leader Zhang, this is different from before."

"Yeah, this, the interface is a little weird."

One by one, the masters took the drawings and began to ponder them, and there were discussions from time to time.

Yang Xiaotao took a look at the drawings and immediately understood that Father Ran and the others must have made revisions in the past few days and finally came up with a new design.

"Xiao Tao, is this your suggestion?"

Liu Daming asked beside him. Chen Hanchong and Wan Jiyuan looked over immediately after hearing this.

Others also showed interest and were speculating about what was going on. Why was it still related to Yang Xiaotao?

"Hey, of course it's different."

Zhang Dedao stroked his beard and said, "The drawings we have have been revised and redesigned."

"Speaking of this, we have to say one more thing."

"Our Comrade Yang Xiaotao actively discussed at work, kept the revolutionary mission in mind, exerted his enthusiasm for work, and put forward insightful suggestions. This is how we have the drawings in our hands."

"Comrades, we must learn from Comrade Yang Xiaotao."

bang bang bang