Scholars in the courtyard

"What a gun, what a gun."

Mr. Yang walked back to his seat with a smile, reached out and touched the bayonet, and couldn't help but sigh, "Where did it come from?"

"Master, this is a new gun we just designed. It is automatic, can fire continuously, and has a twenty-round magazine. It is much stronger than the 56 and a half."

"It's not like Chief Wang gave it to me as a gift when he saw that he liked me."

"Well, it's a good gun. The length, weight, workmanship, feel, and the integrity of the parts are all good!"

"But it's a pity."

Mr. Yang handed the gun to Yang Dazhuang, who also played with guns. He was impressed after trying it twice.

"What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that you can't go to the battlefield. If such a good gun follows you, it will only kill a bird."

Uh~~

"Actually, I can also go to the battlefield."

In response, several people looked at him with disdain.

Who are you looking down on? With my physique, strength, and strategic awareness influenced by TV series and novels, if I had been born twenty years earlier, I would have been a star.

Well, who told us to be born late?

There's no way to argue with that.

Yang Xiaotao drank the soup helplessly, and then took out other things, such as cantaloupe, watermelon, and melon.

Of course, there weren't many things, and he didn't say that he had brought them all back. He wouldn't explain them to others unless they asked.

"Xiao Tao, you can do this. You can bring back a lot of good things wherever you go on a business trip. That's amazing."

Uncle Jiu sighed while holding the bowl.

Someone on the side immediately answered, "That's right, this is called skill. How do you say that? A wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat, and a dog travels a thousand miles to eat shit."

"Yes, when we men from Yangjiazhuang go out, they all look like wolves and tigers."

"Yes, that's my family. You're a sick tiger like this, so you'd better stay at home."

"That's why the power of a tiger is still there."

A group of people shouted with red faces, and finally the gun was transferred to Teacher Hong.

Holding a gun in both hands, he made a series of gestures. Teacher Hong is also a person who knows guns.

After looking at it carefully, I felt happy.

"What a gun, what a gun."

After playing with it for a while, he handed it to Yang Xiaotao and put it away.

Yang Xiaotao smiled and said, "Teacher Hong, congratulations."

"You are still a precious sword."

He also just found out that not long after the couple met, they got married again. He can only say that the current policy is really good.

No one cares how many children you have, people are willing to give birth.

As for whether the two had this child in history, he didn't know, but it was better than nothing.

Teacher Hong immediately laughed after hearing this, "Same joy, same joy."

"You are even more powerful now."

"Have you thought of a name yet?"

"No, when the time comes, I still don't know if it will be my turn."

As he said this, he glanced at Mr. Yang. Teacher Hong understood, and the two of them picked up their wine glasses and clinked them.

"By the way, what happened to the friendship pot?"

"This."

Yang Xiaotao picked up a green onion, dipped it in chili sauce and took a crunchy bite.

"This is not the one in the northwest. There is a machine tool that was brought from Germany. This thing, tsk tsk, I have to say, what they make is awesome."

"I don't think good things should be used, so I suggested letting them produce the Friendship Pot. This can improve efficiency and save raw materials..."

At this moment, Yang Xiaotao only knew some information from Director Gao. He did not go into details about what happened in the friendship pot. He just told his own thoughts. Teacher Hong listened and analyzed at the same time.

"In other words, the cost will be saved a lot?"

Teacher Hong's hand holding the chopsticks was sweating, so he could naturally see the alliance's tricks.

"Yes, it would be even better if it was a skilled worker."

"Teacher Hong, eat quickly, it's getting cold."

"Huh? Oh!"

suck

The two of them drank mutton soup. From time to time, someone added water to the pot, and then when it boiled, several people added more water.

After dinner, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. Yang Xiaotao sent everyone off and returned home. He watched Ran Qiuye put Xiao Dragon Boat Festival to sleep and sat on the bedside waiting for him.

He quickly washed his hands and stepped forward. The two leaned together and talked to each other.

On the other side, Teacher Hong supported his lover and slowly walked back with a flashlight.

"There is no peace at home or abroad."

Teacher Hong pretended to be state affairs and sighed from time to time.

"Why are you so worried? Besides, didn't Xiao Tao say that the country has made preparations and done a good job."

The wife held her belly and said, "We have finally lived a stable life. We have just been comfortable for a few days. Don't think so much."

Teacher Hong glanced at his wife and just nodded.

After walking for a while, my wife suddenly said, "Lao Hong, what do you think?"

When the wife saw her husband's hesitation, she asked directly.

A week before Yang Xiaotao came back, they received a letter.

The letter wanted to send him to the Northeast to help. Although he would have to work in a different place, Teacher Hong knew that the good intentions of the old brothers must be behind this. Going to the Northeast would be more secure.

But what Yang Xiaotao said today, whether it was hybrids or friendship pots, whether it was machine tools or firearms, made him doubt what he could do after going to the Northeast.

Make bricks without straw.

"I don't know whether to stay or leave."

The wife reached out and held Teacher Hong's arm, and the two walked in silence.

When we arrived in front of the house, Teacher Hong suddenly laughed, "Actually, we have made our choice a long time ago, haven't we?"

The wife was surprised, then looked at her belly, and then laughed, "It's not you who caused the problem."

Ha ha

"This time, you must give me a daughter."

Night, quiet.

Under a kerosene lamp.

Teacher Hong took a pen and recorded every detail of life according to his own habit.

After sorting out what I heard and saw today, I stopped to think about it.

Finally, at the end of the diary, write your own opinions.

‘Comrade Yang Xiaotao is a talented and capable revolutionary worker. He has extraordinary talents in both agriculture and machinery manufacturing. ’

'But these are only one-sided conclusions based on his results. ’

'Behind these achievements, people often overlook the fact that Comrade Yang Xiaotao's vision, or the overall situation. ’

‘He can always give his own answer or point the way when faced with a choice. Have your own opinions on some things. ’

'And these answers, directions and even judgments have proven to be correct and beneficial.'

Stopping to think, Teacher Hong thought of Yang Xiaotao's tough attitude from time to time and the prestige in Yangjiazhuang. All this shows that Yang Xiaotao is an independent thinker and good at independent thinking.

'More importantly, he can point out the direction of struggle to confused people. ’

Teacher Hong looked at the word "direction" in a daze, and finally added his final judgment at the end.

‘So, give him enough space so that he can fly vigorously. ’

Slowly closing the diary, Teacher Hong looked out the window at the night and the twinkling stars.

"There are talented people from generation to generation, but we are still getting old after all!"

He looked back at his sleeping wife with a smile on his face, "Maybe it's time to rest."

…

The next day, when Yang Xiaotao woke up, Ran Qiuye was preparing breakfast.

Maybe it's because my body is heavy and my sleep is restless, and I keep waking up in the middle of the night.

However, when I woke up last night and saw the person lying next to me, I felt more at ease.

Yang Xiaotao sat up, got dressed, and glanced at the window sill. There were "bodies" scattered there, showing how fierce the battlefield was.

When I got up, I glanced at Little Dragon Boat Festival, who was sleeping with his butt stuck out. This kid was able to sleep since he was a child. He went to bed early and woke up late. Fortunately, he didn't get angry when he got up. He was so well-behaved.

Um.

Let him.

After breakfast is ready, Yang Xiaotao will wake him up for the Dragon Boat Festival. The master will go to school early in the morning and just deliver the meal by then.

"Ouch, I forgot about this."

Halfway through the meal, Yang Xiaotao looked at the gray cloth shoes Ran Qiuye was wearing and immediately thought of the shoes he bought yesterday.

"I forgot it last night. Here, try it on. If it doesn't fit, I'll change it."

As he spoke, Yang Xiaotao took out a pair of orange-red plastic sandals from his bag and placed them at Ran Qiuye's feet. He took off Ran Qiuye's cloth shoes, revealing his round little feet. He couldn't help but reach out and touch them.

Ran Qiuye was surprised at first when he saw the sandals, and then before he could react, his foot was held in Yang Xiaotao's hand. His body trembled suddenly, and his feet couldn't help but shrink inward.

Yang Xiaotao also noticed something strange about Ran Qiuye. He looked up and saw Ran Qiuye's pretty red face. He suddenly thought of what happened before and couldn't help but laugh.

"You, you're still smiling, let go."

Seeing Yang Xiaotao's malicious smile, Ran Qiuye's body almost softened. Fortunately, there was little Dragon Boat Festival eating eggs with a groan, otherwise she would be really afraid of what this bad guy would do.

"Hold on, these feet are so beautiful."

"Stop moving, my son is watching."

"What does he know? He just touches it, hehe~"

Ran Qiuye's face turned redder.

After changing one, there was another one, and then Yang Xiaotao placed the two feet in front of him. A pair of 36 shoes was just right. If he put on nail polish, if...

I looked up and saw that size 36 was just right.

Ran Qiuye quickly pumped his feet and tried it on the ground. It was indeed quite comfortable and good-looking.

Yang Xiaotao moved away from Ran Qiuye, and then put on his shoes.

Not to mention, these sandals are cool to wear, easy to walk on, and much softer than cloth shoes.

Place a pair of black sandals in the grandpa's house.

Yang Xiaotao hugged the Dragon Boat Festival and carried his lunch box, and went to school with Ran Qiuye.

Although Ran Qiuye was in good health, she was still carrying two children, so she had better be careful.

The two of them walked along, with Wangcai following behind, making Duanwu laugh from time to time.

Ran Qiuye also regained her composure, but every time Yang Xiaotao put his eyes on his feet, her heart trembled.

This bad guy is getting more and more serious.

After sending Ran Qiuye to school, Yang Xiaotao handed the Dragon Boat Festival to his grandfather, talked some more, and then said goodbye and prepared to go home and drive to the steel rolling mill.

It’s time to report in today.

But he didn't want to meet Yang Dazhuang again halfway and be dragged to the farm to visit again.

"In this area, we grow hybrids, spring corn."

"Due to the requirements of our superiors, most of the land around our village has been planted with corn. When the harvest is harvested in August, we will only be able to grow sweet potatoes as food."

Yang Dazhuang pointed to the corn seedlings in front of him and said with emotion.

"Of course, you can also grow some vegetables, like cabbage, radishes, etc. The land is not idle anyway."

Yang Xiaotao nodded. For farmers, land can be rotated, but it cannot be left idle.

The two walked for a while, looking at the busy crowd in front of them, sowing seeds in the fields.

"This is autumn corn?"

Yang Xiaotao was confused, and Yang Dazhuang nodded, "The winter wheat has been harvested. I was in a hurry a while ago. Now I have my hands free and quickly organized to plant autumn corn."

"But all the ones used for breeding last time were used up. This time we plant Yangcun No. 1, so we can harvest more by then."

Yang Xiaotao nodded. He had also heard about several surrounding villages, and they all used Yangcun No. 1 this year.

"How many tractors are there in our village? How many oxen and mules are there?"

When Yang Xiaotao asked, Yang Dazhuang felt that he finally got to the key point.

Then he started to pour out the bitter water.

"The superiors temporarily sent five tractors to our farm. In addition to the five tractors originally owned by the farm, there are ten tractors in total. They are the Red Star tractors of your factory."

"But this car..."

"There are too many minor problems, and they often delay work."

Yang Xiaotao finished for him.

"Yeah."

"This time during farming, two cows have problems every three days. If it weren't for the fact that it's not easy to use, this tractor pulls goods and plows the land. Three cows can be carried on one truck. It's really easy to use. That's right. It's the best if it doesn't have any problems."

Yang Xiaotao nodded slightly. He did not explain to Yang Dazhuang why the tractor had problems, because explanations were useless. Do you expect these farmers to maintain it? Or use vinegar that you can’t bear to eat to descale?

There is a way, but it's not practical.