Scholars in the courtyard

In the evening, Yang Xiaotao drove the jeep back to the courtyard.

After getting off the car, I was carrying an electric fan, a set of blankets, a washbasin, towels, soap, a thermos bottle, and so on.

This was the result of several people’s deliberations. Others also received a lot of benefits, but Yang Xiaotao was able to get so many things simply because he deserved it and was necessary.

If the main players like Yang Xiaotao only get one or two, would an off-field player like Yang Youning be embarrassed to take it?

Therefore, in the distribution model of one piece for you and one piece for Yang Xiaotao; one piece for me and one piece for Yang Xiaotao, Yang Xiaotao became the person who gained the most this time.

And it’s the kind that everyone feels is necessary.

In this regard, Yang Xiaotao expressed that he was very passive, but he liked it very much in his heart.

Who would think there are many benefits?

"Xiao Yang is back. Ouch, there are so many things!"

"Oh, everyone, look, Director Xiao Yang bought an electric fan!"

A few old ladies enjoying the cool air at the entrance of the front yard saw Yang Xiaotao get out of the car from a distance and then grab a bunch of things.

My eyes are straight!

Those who heard the sound immediately stood up, put down their work, and gathered around to watch, surrounding Yang Xiaotao, asking questions.

Soon, people from the Central Court heard the news and came, and several children were jumping happily.

Yang Xiaotao didn't dare to stop, he said "It's from the steel rolling mill" and walked towards the middle courtyard.

As soon as they passed the hanging flower gate, Ran Qiuye pushed the cart over, holding the Dragon Boat Festival in his hands. The two sisters in the car were kicking their calves and swaying.

Seeing Yang Xiaotao, Ran Qiuye quickly asked Duan Wu to come down and go, and stepped forward to help.

Fortunately, when Yang Xiaotao was making the cart, he considered putting a kettle or something, and there was room on the cart for two blankets.

"Why so many things?"

"Hey, it's from the steel rolling mill. Let's go inside first."

The two pushed the cart, said hello to the people in the yard, and then entered the house with a bunch of things.

When I got home, I put the children away, and then started to place them one by one on the table and on the bed.

Little Duanwu walked in with his legs. He got excited when he saw the electric fan. He stood aside and lay on it, laughing happily.

When Yang Xiaotao saw it, he picked up the Dragon Boat Festival. If it was too late, this guy would bite it.

Ran Qiuye put away the things and came out, looking at the electric fan in novelty.

Although it is August now, it is still very hot during the day. When the day is hot, children are prone to rashes while lying down. Having an electric fan can save a lot of trouble.

"This is still a Shanghai brand."

Ran Qiuye stepped forward and looked at it, reaching out to touch it from time to time. Yang Xiaotao smiled and held his son aside. Then he saw the two daughters stretching out their hands to make a fuss. He stepped forward and stretched out his fingers, placing one in each hand.

The little guy's hand was still weak, but the fleshy feeling made Yang Xiaotao very careful.

Seeing Ran Qiuye still playing with the electric fan, Yang Xiaotao got up and walked over.

To be honest, electric fans have been around in China since the Republic of China, but they are not very popular. The only reason is that they are expensive.

Fans are expensive, and so is electricity.

Even after liberation, many people in Sijiu City still use kerosene lamps.

If you can’t afford electricity, who will use an electric fan?

Therefore, under state regulation, there are very few production tasks for "luxury goods" such as electric fans.

Those produced are also used on special occasions or in important departments.

Although the electric fans in the logistics department were reserved supplies, the ones given to the steel rolling mill were all labeled "defective", otherwise they would not dare to ship them at will.

This is also an undisclosed secret.

Yang Xiaotao is naturally no stranger to electric fans. There are just a few things inside, a few magnets and a few copper coils, which are combined together. The magnetic field formed after the coils are energized is used to rotate inside and drive the fan blades, thereby forming wind.

Of course, this is Yang Xiaotao's own opinion.

If you really want to understand, you have to take it apart and look at it.

Of course, seeing fans waiting for future generations, Yang Xiaotao also wanted to try to see if he could get a ceiling fan.

It's just that when he came out this year, he was suppressed by Yang Xiaotao.

There is no shortage of fans in China, and there is no shortage of factories manufacturing fans. However, if you want to use fans, you must first solve the problem of electricity consumption.

There is a limit on ordinary electricity consumption. Unless you buy a generator, you must also have a supporting diesel engine for power generation.

Thinking about it this way, it becomes even more impossible.

Moreover, this consumption is really not small.

Shaking his head helplessly, Yang Xiaotao went to find a socket in the house, then found two wires and started working.

After a while, the old man came quickly from outside and saw Yang Xiaotao repairing the socket with a screwdriver, so he asked, "Where did you get an electric fan?"

The old man immediately came to the electric fan and started looking at it.

At this time, many people came to the courtyard and came to look at the electric fan.

Just like when my family bought a sewing machine.

In this era, people have a sense of mystery about electrical appliances.

Just like why a light bulb lights up, not only old people, but also some young people find it magical.

And there is always an inexplicable awe for things that can be turned by electricity.

People in the courtyard looked at it and were curious.

Ten minutes later, Yang Xiaotao pulled off the electric switch at home, then twisted the light socket above his head down twice to expose the wires above. Then he tied one end of the wires to it, tied it with black tape, and then connected the socket.

After checking it, the veteran on the other side couldn't wait to ask, "Are you ready?"

"Okay, turn on the power."

Instantly, the power was turned on and the fan started spinning immediately.

The surroundings immediately burst into cheers.

On the other side, Ran Qiuye turned on the fan to the maximum, and everyone immediately felt cool when the wind blew in the room.

In fact, it is the "coolness" caused by the wind blowing away the sweat from the body, which is more "effort-saving" than the cattail leaf fan.

After staying at Yang's house for a while, everyone started to go home and cook.

The old Taoist was holding the Dragon Boat Festival and enjoying the coolness of the fan, and finally muttered to himself, "The old Taoist must make one too." ’

In his arms, Dragon Boat Festival pointed at the rotating leaves and screamed in the wind. The two little sisters felt cool and stopped squeaking.

Yang Xiaotao helped the two sisters from time to time while talking to the old man about the steel rolling mill.

The old Taoist listened for a while and pondered.

"It stands to reason that if your steel rolling mill is 'doing' something like this, it's strange that the higher-ups are happy with it. But from what you said, I guess they are holding back a big move."

"I just don't know if it's good or bad."

"You kid, take it easy these days, work hard, and stay out of the limelight."

The old Taoist reminded Yang Xiaotao with unusual shrewdness. Of course, the main reason was that he was afraid of losing this "cook" who cooked delicious food.

In the courtyard.

The Yang family once again became the envy of people.

The first bicycle, the first sewing machine, the first radio, the first fan, what else will the Yang family not have in the future?

Look at people, there are bicycles and jeeps for traveling.

You don’t need to borrow a sewing machine to sew clothes for your children. You can also stitch while listening.

Now, with the addition of a fan, it's a magical day for fear of getting too hot.

Just when the fan of Yang's appliance kept spinning, sending out bursts of cool breeze.

Northwest, at the train station, a group of people finally boarded the train home.

On the platform, a group of people said their final farewells.

"Lao Ran, go back and talk to your younger siblings. Don't act like a boring gourd. Women need to be coaxed. Also, what we did is not shameful. It's time to talk about it. Don't think too much."

"Also, if it doesn't work next time you come back, bring your younger siblings. You can say that we will get better and better!"

Lao Zheng kept talking in front of Ran's father, but he didn't notice that Ran's father's face was getting darker and darker.

If he hadn't been holding something in both hands, he would have walked up and given it a beating.

"Okay, the time is almost up, be careful on the road."

"Also, when you come back, bring a roast duck!"

Lao Zheng smiled, and Ran's father said angrily, "I can bring you with you, but you pay for it!"

"Hey, you, after so many years of friendship, you are not worth a roast duck! Come on, no more, no more."

Ran Wen smiled and was willing to see him telling lies and telling lies.

"Okay, let's go. Come back next month. I won't forget it."

People around him had already started to board the bus. Father Ran stopped staying. Old Zheng returned to his seriousness and nodded solemnly, "Have a safe journey!"

"good!"

Ran's father turned around, and the guard beside him immediately followed him, carrying a lot of things in his hands, and they got into the car.

Woohoo…

After a while, the train started and Lao Zheng waved. He didn't know whether Ran's father saw it, but he knew in his heart that the other party could feel it.

It wasn't until the train was far away that Lao Zheng relaxed and took out a document from his pocket with the words "Letter of Appointment" clearly written on it.

Comrade Ran Zhiqiang (also known as Wende), decided by the organization..., was transferred to the Third Machinery Department to carry out revolutionary work.

This is a letter of appointment without a seal.

Slowly put away the letter of appointment. Whether it can be used depends on whether Lao Ran can come back.

After all, it was Sijiu City.

After all, his family was there.

"Lao Ran, you must come back!"

On the train, Ran's father and the young guard sat opposite each other.

This guard is a young soldier who has just been selected from the security department. Although he is young, he is experienced in many battles.

He was chosen to be Ran's father's bodyguard because of his outstanding performance in previous battles with bandits and his sincerity.

"Leader, are you from Sijiu City?" the guard asked curiously, speaking in Northwest dialect.

Ran's father looked at the young man, who was almost the same as the son-in-law he met, and replied with a smile, "Xiao Wang, you don't need to call me leader, I will

Not a leader! "

"That won't work. The squad leader told me that everyone who contributes to the country like you is a leader."

When my father saw this, he didn't insist anymore.

"I'm not originally from Sijiu City..."

The train moved forward slowly. In the dark night, there was silence outside the window. Only the wind that blew from unknown time blew into the window, bringing with it the thoughts of returning to my family.

Ran Wen slowly entered into memories.

Snapped

bump

Phew~~~

The wind swirled in from the outside and blew into the window. The passing branches were pulled by the wind, trying to break free from the shackles of the trunk and beating the wall desperately.

In the gorgeously decorated room, the man on the bed was suddenly awakened by the sound outside the window.

The man sat up, looked at the howling wind and swaying tree shadows outside, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

snap

crunch

The windows were blown and made a screeching sound.

The man had no time to care and was still thinking about what happened in his dream.

In his dream just now, he dreamed that the 'hope' seeds he cultivated by himself did not reach the expected yield, so he was taken away by that group of terrifying people and suffered inhuman torture.

And his wife and children have also become the targets of others' shouting and beating, and even more...

When he dreamed of this, the fear in his heart made him sit up suddenly.

Only then did I realize that everything was a dream.

Fortunately it was a dream.

Snapped.

Outside the window, branches were beating randomly, making a variety of noises.

The man got up and closed the window, taking a sip of vodka to calm down his shock.

At this time, two arms stretched out from the bed, one on the left and one on the right to hug him.

snap

The bedside lamp was turned on, and under the dim light were two young women.

"Comrade Professor, it's time to rest!"

The man looked at the two women in front of him. They were the female students he had personally selected in the name of academic research after being inspired by Orin last time.

Both of them are young, beautiful and energetic in appearance and figure.

Especially the kind of admiration for him makes him motivated in certain aspects.

Just thinking about the scene in the dream just now, and the reminder from "Simon" lingering in my heart like a curse, the desire that arose in my heart dissipated a lot.

"You guys go to sleep first. I remembered something and went to the study."

The man was still worried and was going to the study to find some comfort.

But the two women looked at each other and expressed admiration for the man, "Teacher, you should pay attention to your health, the alliance needs your intelligence."

"Yes, Professor, our duty is to take good care of you. If anything happens, it will be a huge loss to the alliance."

The two women stepped forward, their smooth skin making the scholar a little uncontrollable, and their soft voices dispelled the uneasiness in his heart.

"Okay, I'll rest, rest!"

In front of the beauty, the man could not hold on for more than three seconds, and then he fell into a gentle conversation.

As for the worries, the man lay on the bed and enjoyed himself, giving himself a reason to convince himself. "There is no problem with all experiments, and there is no problem with breeding."

"From farming to pollination and now gestation is underway, everything is going as expected."

"It won't be a problem."

"There's no way there's going to be a problem!"

Thinking of this, the man closed his eyes happily and continued to enjoy love.

Outside the window, the wind was still howling, even stronger.

A student got up, came to the window, and closed the window. The sound in the room suddenly weakened by seven points.

If there is a sound like nothing, it becomes insignificant in a man's ears.