Scholars in the courtyard

Yang Dazhuang said this, and Yang Xiaotao hurriedly agreed, "Don't worry, one or two achievements in my skills are enough for them."

"You can brag, let me tell you, every generation is stronger than every generation. The Dragon Boat Festival will definitely be better than you in the future."

"Yes, yes, that boy will definitely be stronger standing on his father's shoulders."

Yang Xiaotao picked up the wine glass and said, "Come on, let's go together."

A few people stopped talking and started talking about this year's events.

"The school needs to be expanded. There are more children in the village and there are many farms. If a half-year-old boy doesn't go to school, he won't be able to study in two years."

Mr. Yang said that although he left the school to Teacher Hong, it didn't mean that he didn't care.

"The expansion of the school is not a trivial matter. Building a house is easy and our village can do it, but it is difficult to find teachers."

Yang Xiaotao put down his chopsticks, "There are also teaching materials. Thanks to the help of Hongxing Primary School these years, but there are so many people, we can't always get rid of them."

Mr. Yang nodded, but what he believed in his heart would basically not change.

Anyway, he brought it up. How to do it and whether he can do it depends on Yang Xiaotao.

"Actually, not that much."

Teacher Hong put down his chopsticks and swallowed the pig head meat in his mouth. Today's meal was the best he had eaten in many years.

Not only is the food delicious, but more importantly, you are treated with respect here.

"Those who are older will graduate next summer."

"Of course, it's best to let them go to junior high school. If not, go to the factory to learn some skills."

"These children are all literate and learn things quickly. They are all good prospects."

On the side, Mr. Yang nodded, "Teacher Hong is right, if you don't go to school, you still have to learn a trade."

After speaking, he looked at Yang Xiaotao and said, "It's good that we can teach elementary schools. The current teaching level is a bit difficult for junior high schools."

Yang Xiaotao nodded, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"I'll go find Secretary Liu later and let him think of a solution."

Now that Liu Huaimin has become a big leader, it is easier to do some things.

"If that doesn't work, I'll go find Director Gao and Dean Deng. They both have many connections."

Teacher Hong nodded, "We don't want to go through the back door. We only need a quota for the exam. Those who pass the exam will be admitted, and those who fail will be sent to the factory!"

"Yes, Teacher Hong said it well."

Yang Dazhuang and others also fit the bill. Even entering a factory would be better than digging in the fields.

"Don't worry, leave this to me. If it doesn't work out, I'll move to a new class and be responsible for teaching cooking. From now on, everyone will be a master chef."

Yang Xiaotao smiled, and Mr. Yang picked up the chopsticks and hit Yang Xiaotao on the head, "You are not doing your job properly."

There was a burst of joy in the room, and then they started talking about breeding in the next year.

Last time Yang Xiaotao said that more breeding was needed, Yang Dazhuang and others discussed to open up other places in the spring, especially Nanshan. There are many places over there. After a year of practical study, everyone on the farm also understood that, just Such a little thing, as long as it is used properly, the output can be doubled or tripled.

Yang Xiaotao didn't say anything when he found out, as long as he cultivated good seeds, that would be enough.

"The surrounding villages will plant Yangcun No. 1, and Fatty Ding has already coordinated it. The higher-ups will collect public surplus grain based on the yield per mu."

Yang Dazhuang said, and Yang Shitou laughed beside him, "Those villages dare to say anything in order to earn quotas."

"The village chief of Qujiazaohu directly criticized the people of Qinjiazhuang, saying that there is no blind person in their village and they will not be ungrateful. He directly made the people of Qinjiazhuang angry..."

Yang Shitou said happily, and Yang Dazhuang on the side coughed twice, "You guy, you won't pick up any pot!"

Yang Xiaotao didn't care and smiled. He was either focused on work or taking care of his wife and son. After the Chinese New Year, there will be two more people in the family. The pressure is not fake. What's more, Ran Qiuye also has his own career, and his children's education will also be in the future. A headache.

"Old things, no matter what. Drink."

A few people smiled, and indeed, Qinjiazhuang took this as the same thing now.

After all, regrets will last a lifetime.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when the meal was finished. The food was taken away, tea was served, and we kept talking about the world.

"Is that assistance system you invented so powerful?"

Teacher Hong drank a lot. Mr. Yang and Yang Dazhuang beside him had already fallen asleep. Yang Shitou wanted to vomit but was reluctant to do so, so he went out to circle in the yard.

In the room, the only ones holding teacups were Yang Xiaotao and Teacher Hong.

Yang Xiaotao also said that the steel rolling mill has been very busy recently. Hearing that he met Chief Han, Teacher Hong asked him a few questions.

Yang Xiaotao didn't know much, he just said that the army would carry out mechanized construction.

"I didn't invent it. Foreign countries have already made it. It's just that we are technically controlled and the core data is not given to us, so our imitation here will not be successful."

"We can't make something like this?"

"Well, technical capabilities, standardization, and our industrialization construction still have a long way to go."

"Is there no way to get ahead?"

Teacher Hong looked at Yang Xiaotao as he spoke. At this moment, he already recognized Yang Xiaotao's ability.

Yang Xiaotao gave the other party more tea, "It's difficult, but it's not impossible."

"How to do it?"

Yang Xiaotao pondered for a moment. The machinery industry cannot rest on its laurels, and it is even more undesirable to work behind closed doors.

At this time, it is necessary to introduce advanced foreign technology, coupled with correct guidance, and avoid detours. Then with the energy of national characteristics and concentrated efforts, this is only possible.

It's just like the post-war economic recovery in the small days, isn't it?

If you can do it in a small life, why can't the Chinese people who have a vast land and resources do it?

Work hard and I will see you in ten years.

Just thinking about the turmoil that the country is about to enter, some things are better not to be spoken out.

Talking too much will not be beneficial to both parties.

Yang Xiaotao thought about it again and again, and finally said cautiously, "Find the right direction and concentrate on doing big things."

Then he fell silent.

Teacher Hong saw that Yang Xiaotao seemed to have something to hide, so he didn't ask any questions. He was a reform-through-labor officer, so someone might be watching him.

The two talked back again, and suddenly Teacher Hong remembered something, "By the way, my wife is also somewhat educated. If possible, she can come here to teach, which will just solve the teacher's problem."

"Really? That would be great."

After Yang Xiaotao heard this, he immediately remembered that Teacher Hong's lover was also a great person. It was a bit unqualified to teach, but like Teacher Hong, it was good to have a temporary shelter and keep a useful body.

"I'm just afraid it will cause trouble to everyone."

"Trouble? No, we are all staunch revolutionaries on this farm, don't worry about that."

Yang Xiaotao glanced at Mr. Yang who was sleeping soundly beside him. If Mr. Chen hadn't come last time, he would have thought that Mr. Yang was a veteran with many years of experience.

These days, political power comes from the barrel of a gun. What the great man said is not wrong.

Teacher Hong also glanced at Mr. Yang. He came out of the system and was very familiar with Mr. Yang's situation.

He is different from Mr. Yang. When he rises to his position, there are too many things waiting for him. On the contrary, he is not as good as Mr. Yang. He seems to have no official position and no power, but something is really going to happen. A group of old subordinates and old leaders, these The energy of people coming together cannot be suppressed by just one or two words.

The two talked for a while, and then Teacher Hong left to go back and write a letter.

Yang Xiaotao sent him out and looked at the yard. The little Dragon Boat Festival was making trouble on Ran Qiuye again. Maybe he was a little restless in the new environment. Yang Xiaotao went up and hugged the little guy. He was wearing a blue cotton-padded jacket and an octagonal hat on his head. Ran Qiuye also put it on. Wearing a scarf, wrapped like a rice dumpling, she felt restless in Yang Xiaotao's arms.

Yang Xiaotao carried him out of the yard and walked in the village, talking to people in the same village from time to time. The children he met called Teacher Yang, which was very lively.

When Yang Xiaotao walked out of Yang Hongye's house, Xiao Duanwu was already tired and sleeping soundly.

Back home, Yang Xiaotao saw Mr. Yang giving Yang Shitou a haircut.

The grandfather held a silver-white hair clipper in his hand, holding the handle with his wrist. As he tightened and tightened it with force, it made a lumpy sound, and then the hair fell down in clusters.

As the saying goes, if you have money but don’t have money, you can shave your head to celebrate the New Year. If you shave your head, you will have to shave your head on February 2 next time.

"Brother Tao, just in time, it's your turn."

After a while, Mr. Yang shaved twice with a razor on the back of Yang Shitou's head, and a peach appeared.

Yang Xiaotao looked at Yang Shitou's extremely short hair and touched his thick black hair, feeling a little unbearable.

"Come here quickly. If you ignore me, you will become a woman."

Mr. Yang urged, but Yang Xiaotao was helpless. Fortunately, it started to grow after a month, but it was nothing.

Ten minutes later, another peach came out of the oven.

Yang Xiaotao felt that with his skills, if he opened a shop in the city, he would never have repeat customers.

In the room, Yang Shitou's family was helping to prepare dumpling fillings, pork and cabbage, and occasionally taste the saltiness and add some soy sauce.

Ran Qiuye poured the hot water into the basin, mixed it with cold water, and asked Yang Xiaotao and the two to wash.

After a while, Yang Xiaotao, who felt his head was cold, found a hat to wear, then washed his hands, and then began to help make dumplings.

bang bang bang

The sound of firecrackers sounded, and then the lid of the pot was lifted. Ran Qiuye lowered the half-moon-shaped dumplings into the pot. In the room, Mr. Yang held the Dragon Boat Festival and watched the explosion through the window. The old and the young laughed.

Not long after, Yang Xiaotao put the dumplings on the plate, and the food was served. Ran Qiuye and Mr. Yang sat aside, and in front of Little Dragon Boat Festival was a bowl of battered eggs.

"Master, please say a few words."

Yang Xiaotao spoke, and Ran Qiuye also held a wine glass with boiled water in it.

Mr. Yang held the wine glass, his face flushed, "Okay, let's say a few words."

"Today is a small year, and I wish everyone in our family to be safe and grow up healthily."

"good!"

"cheers!"

The three of them clinked glasses, and Mr. Yang touched Dragon Boat Festival’s little face and said, “Cheers to Dragon Boat Festival too.”

Shanghai

Tomorrow is the Little New Year. People have smiles on their faces, workers are going home from get off work, and pedestrians are rushing back home to reunite with their loved ones.

One by one, cleanly dressed young people walked into the cinema with their partners. When they came out, their fingers touched each other from time to time, and then their faces turned red.

Different from the cheerful atmosphere of the festival, Director Jiang was in a very depressed mood.

It's been several days, but the machine repair shop below can't even fix an auxiliary system?

The products produced are either useless when installed on trucks, or they leak oil and cause accidents while running. What should I do?

In a blink of an eye, tomorrow is the New Year, and he still wants to take this festive season to tell his old secretary the good news and take the opportunity to report his results to his superiors.

Last time, the old secretary found connections and got on the fast train of mechanized construction of the army. He participated in the design of infantry assault vehicles. Overall, he was very happy.

Unexpectedly, at this juncture, something like this would happen.

"Are you sure that the real thing is right in front of you and you still can't make it if you follow it?"

Factory Director Jiang is a little confused, and there is no need to change the data, so why can't it be made qualified?

The technical director was a little embarrassed, "Director, some things look the same on the outside, but there are hidden things inside. We don't dare to take them apart casually."

"And if it's not easy to disassemble, it will be even more troublesome if it's done wrong."

Factory Director Jiang frowned after hearing this, feeling his heart was filled with pain. After a long time, he finally said, "We can't wait any longer. Ask other manufacturers. If I don't believe it, let's study it."

"If it doesn't work, just switch to Jinling Machinery."

"Director, Jinling is indeed imitating it."

The technical director said carefully, "The news we got is also unqualified."

Director Jiang frowned, "Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

The technical director nodded.

Seeing this, Director Jiang stared at the system on the ground, his eyes a little dull.