Chapter 463 Only fools make choices
Steel rolling mill, workshop one.
Yang Xiaotao put the completed cylinder aside. In this half-day, Yang Xiaotao had already made two cylinders.
Sun Guo watched from the side, admiring him in his heart.
Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter in their workshop, spent a whole day just making a semi-finished product, and the quality was even worse.
Look at others...
It can be seen that there is still a gap between the same eighth-level fitters.
And this is Yang Xiaotao's ability.
"Gong Yang, have a rest. We will eat soon."
Sun Guo said from the side, with several people watching around him.
Yang Xiaotao moved his fingers, nodded and said, "Okay! How are the other parts completed?"
"There is still a slide valve that has not been made, and a lot of other things have been done."
Sun Guo said on the side, as for the slide valve, he could see that it was no worse than the cylinder.
Yang Xiaotao nodded. The things he designed naturally knew the difficulty. If the eighth-level fitter of the cylinder was still competent, the slide valve would need the best among the eighth-level master craftsmen.
As for Yi Zhonghai’s inability to even make a cylinder, there is water in it.
If there was no problem with the classification at the beginning, Yang Xiaotao estimated that Yi Zhonghai was focused on retirement plans, and his skills at hand would naturally deteriorate.
"I will make a few slide valves in the afternoon, and we will try to finish them all today. We will assemble them tomorrow and the day after tomorrow and test them."
As Yang Xiaotao said, Sun Guo smiled and could take After producing the samples, most of their tasks in the workshop were completed.
He is not a person without discernment. As for the steam engine made by Yang Xiaotao, if they really have to make it in a workshop, even if it is made, they will not be able to make much in one day.
He felt that if he wanted to produce on a large scale, he had to gather the strength of the entire factory and bring together the eight-level fitters.
But this is simply not realistic.
Eighth-level workers, not only the treasures of every workshop, are also the focus of attention in this steel rolling mill.
Give him a workshop, and then several other workshop directors can come and fight with him.
Sun Guo has this self-awareness, so he can see clearly. If he can build one, it will be a victory.
A few people followed Sun Guo and Yang Xiaotao and walked to the restaurant.
When I arrived at the door of the Second Canteen, before I entered, I saw Lou Xiaoe and Silly Zhu standing together.
Yang Xiaotao ignored it and walked into the canteen with a few others.
I'm just wondering, Sha Zhu and Lou Xiao'e are getting together again?
But the current situation is not like in movies and TV shows. Although the Lou family has no money, they are out of trouble. As for Lou Xiaoe, with the job of the steel rolling mill, her identity as a worker is here. Even when the wind blows, I can take care of him.
There is no need to get entangled with Silly Pillar.
What's more, Si Zhu at this time was not from a third-generation farmhand. He was a middle peasant, not much better.
"Lou Xiao'e, think about what I just said. After all, with our background, we have no choice."
Silly Zhu had a dream last night. This time the woman The protagonist is not Qin Huairu, but Lou Xiao'e.
When I got up in the morning, I thought that if I were with Lou Xiao'e, I would be mad at Xu Damao if I met him.
If he had another son, Xu Damao would probably be furious.
What's more, with Lou Xiao'e's appearance and background, as a married woman, it would not be a loss to follow him.
Lou Xiao'e's face was filled with frost. She came over for dinner today, but she was blocked by a stupid pillar before she even entered.
After talking nonsense for no reason, Lou Xiaoe became very angry when it finally came out that he actually wanted to be with her.
No matter how blind she is, Lou Xiao'e will never go after a bastard like Silly Zhu.
What's more, she had already put an end to her marriage.
Now I just want to live a good life and be with my parents.
Is this idiot still thinking about dragging her back to the courtyard and back to that sad place?
Dream!
Thinking of this, Lou Xiaoe stared at Shazhu and spoke word by word.
"Silly Zhu, you are a grown man and you are not ashamed to say this? You are still with you and you don't even look in the mirror to see what you are."
"How capable do you really think you are? If you have the ability to compete with Yang Xiaotao, you can sit around the three-foot stove all day long. You have no ability."
"I told Qian Ming, between the two of us, don't even think about it. Think about it."
As he said that, he took the lunch box and ran to the cafeteria.
Yang Xiaotao’s lunch box is still in her hand.
Si Zhu was stunned, looking at Lou Xiao'e who ran in, with an ugly expression on his face.
After a long time, he sighed.
"You and a bitch, it's your blessing that I can like you."
"What's wrong with me just hanging around the stove? At least I don't have to worry about food."
"Stupid bitches..."
Silly Zhu walked towards the cafeteria disdainfully, completely putting Lou Xiaoe aside in his heart. The deaf old lady was dizzy after all, so Lou Xiaoe had better forget it.
On the other side, Lou Xiaoe queued up at the back after giving Yang Xiaotao a lunch box.
Sun Guo knew that there were only two people in the R&D team, but he had no intention of making fun of Yang Xiaotao, and the joke was not allowed. He just talked about work on the sidelines.
Yang Xiaotao didn't ask about Lou Xiao'e. In addition to the intersection at work, the two of them had their own families in life, which was not suitable and not worth it.
After dinner, Yang Xiaotao and Sun Guo returned to the workshop and continued to work.
Time is urgent, the weather is getting warmer, and farm matters are also brought to the forefront.
Last winter it got cold early, but this year the weather was abnormal and it got hot early.
When I returned to Yangjiazhuang, I heard the elders say that with the current temperature, it is estimated that the fields would be suitable for planting without the need for Grain Rain.
Director Gao of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences believed this and made a practical investigation.
Finally, in order to seize the time and strive for the early maturity of spring corn, we decided to start work one or two weeks after the "rain" and before the "grain rain".
The rain is only a week away.
During this period, if God doesn't show favor, then people will still have to splash the ground, and the time will have to be advanced.
Thinking of this, we can only dig water wells in advance and not postpone them.
Moreover, he also has to go to the farm early to preside over the production of Yangcun No. 1.
For the first time, Yang Xiaotao felt uneasy if he didn’t watch. Back in the workshop, Yang Xiaotao began to make the slide valve. This thing is an important part of the steam engine. Yang Xiaotao worked very slowly.
When I got off work, the two slide valves were made.
Placing all the finished parts neatly, Yang Xiaotao made another inspection on the side.
What I made today is enough to assemble two sets of steam engines.
The reason why there are two sets is that Yang Xiaotao is afraid that something will go wrong and delay things.
"Director Sun, that's it for today. Let's assemble again tomorrow."
"Okay. Mr. Yang, please go back and rest first. Don't worry about this. Whatever it is now, it will be the same tomorrow."
"Okay, you should also rest early."
After that, Yang Xiaotao Just walked to the office.
Opening the door, there was no one in the room. Yang Xiaotao walked to the table and drank some water, then took his backpack and walked to the courtyard.
Yang Xiaotao returned to the courtyard and heard a burst of sad music as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the alley.
Yang Xiaotao took two quick steps and saw Yan Fugui greeting everyone at the door of the courtyard, holding a cigarette case. Two middle-aged men holding suonas and trumpets at the door were playing.
The sound is constant, letting people around know that something is going on here.
Yang Xiaotao knew in his heart that Jia Dongxu was probably gone.
Walking to the door of the front yard, Yan Fugui glanced at Yang Xiaotao, didn't say much, just shook his head and sighed.
The third aunt told Yan Fugui exactly what Jia Dongxu said when he left.
Now that I think about it, if Qin Huairu had not chosen Jia Dongxu, and if Yang Xiaotao and Qin Huairu had been together, there wouldn't have been so many things in this courtyard.
"In the final analysis, the Jia family is not destined to die, and Qin Huairu is not lucky."
Yan Fugui thought silently in his heart, waiting to go home and have a good class with his children, "Don't do anything you shouldn't do. Otherwise, it will only lead to trouble and disaster."
When Yang Xiaotao walked into the front yard, he saw that the yard had been cleaned, and the items that had been scattered everywhere had been put away. There is a white cloth hanging on it.
When Yang Xiaotao walked in, what he saw was the white cloth at the door of Jia's house. Jia Zhang sat at the door and cried bitterly. Qin Huairu was also crying beside them. There was no white cloth on them, but Banggan and Xiao Dang was wrapped in white cloth, kneeling at the door, moving his legs and feet from time to time.
Yi Zhonghai looked haggard and was arrogant on one side. He was also holding a pack of cigarettes on the other side of his bangs and was arranging people everywhere.
Yang Xiaotao passed by the door and looked at the coffins placed in the room.
Currently, there is no mandatory requirement for cremation. Many people in Sijiu City still follow the practice of burial.
However, the value of this coffin is not low. The coffin that the Jia family can use must have been made by Yi Zhonghai.
Without paying attention, Yang Xiaotao went straight home.
Yang Xiaotao had no sympathy for Jia Dongxu.
Life or death, it is like that, just like grass on the roadside, growing silently and withering silently, without any impact on the passers-by.
Go home, clean up, and start cooking.
In the courtyard, Qin Huairu's eyes were red. At the end of the day, he didn't drink any water. He cried and fainted several times.
Jia Zhang looked dull, looking at the coffin parked, Qin Huairu, and Bang Jie, for fear that these people would suddenly leave him and abandon her.
After Yi Zhonghai finished arranging things, Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui also came back. The three of them walked to the door and looked at Qin Huairu.
Right now, the three of them regard Qin Huairu as the one who calls the shots in the Jia family. As for the Jia Zhang family, it would be nice if this old woman doesn't do bad things.
"Huairu, you still have to make up your mind about Dongxu's funeral."
"The Jia family has sent people there today, and someone will come tomorrow, but this thing Someone still needs to see Xu’s tomb.”
After hearing this, Qin Huairu knew that someone must take a look at this matter. Although it is a new era, under the millennium of Chinese inheritance, in people’s consciousness, first Human cemeteries are about future generations.
"Master, our family is still young, and I am a womanizer. I don't understand these things, so I need your help to give me some guidance."
Yi Zhonghai nodded, "Tomorrow Dongxu's relatives will come, so Let Banggeng follow you back and recognize the place."
Qin Huairu nodded, and Jia Zhang, who was on the side, lowered her head silently when she heard the relatives of the Jia family.
Those poor relatives, can they come tomorrow?
Since Lao Jia came to Sijiu City, his contacts with people in his hometown have decreased. After Lao Jia left, Jia Dongxu found it troublesome and had to cope with the holidays. In the past few years, the family situation has been poor, and Jia Dongxu was afraid of poor relatives. When I came to beat the autumn wind, I lost contact.
Now, she really didn't dare to say that anyone would come.
Yi Zhonghai talked for a while, and Qin Huairu nodded in agreement.
Liu Haizhong will then be responsible for entertaining guests tomorrow, and Yan Fugui will be responsible for recording.
When the three of them left, Qin Huairu stood up and went to look for Silly Pillar.
Jia Zhang glanced at it, said nothing, and continued to cry.
When Silhu returned to the courtyard, he heard that Jia Dongxu was gone. There was a moment of surprise on his gloomy face, and then he continued to walk to the middle courtyard with a cold face.
As soon as he came in, he saw Qin Huairu leaning in front of the door with her belly puffed out, feeling indescribably miserable.
For a moment, Silly Zhu wanted to go up and hug this poor woman, give her a chest and let her feel the warmth.
But then, a voice sounded from the bottom of my heart, "Qin Huairu is a widow. Are you looking for a widow to be your wife?"
During hesitation, another voice appeared again, "Lou Xiao'e is this Planting second-hand ones is similar to that of widows, don’t you think so?”
"Nonsense, Qin Huairu has a child, Lou Xiao'e has no child!"
"Stupid, having a child means you can have a child, why do you want a child if you can't!"
"You are stupid, Qin Huairu My mother-in-law is here, can I It’s weird if you agree.”
“The worst thing we can do is raise them together...”
Two voices kept appearing. Silly Zhu felt that his head was about to explode. He patted his head hard, and a pain came through his mind. It just stopped.
At this moment, Silly Zhu had already made a decision.
If it were before, Silly Zhu would definitely not think so. No matter how good the widow was, Silly Zhu still liked Huanghua’s eldest daughter.
It’s like eating steamed buns, who wants to eat what others have chewed?
But now, Jia Dongxu is gone, leaving Qin Huairu as a little widow. Isn’t that an opportunity?
Recalling what happened in the corn pile that night, Shazhu felt a surge of emotion.
As for finding a wife, that is also a must.
At worst, find someone with a bad background.
Or, find a country girl.
For a long time, Silly Zhu lay on the bed and grinned.
It is better to be a widow and a widow. Of course, it is better to marry a daughter-in-law.
Only fools make choices, and he, He Yuzhu, wants it all.
(End of this chapter)