Chapter 581 Gain what you can’t do
“Master, you have to come and name this child.”
Yang Xiaotao welcomed Mr. Yang into the living room, served tea and water, and everyone gathered around to drink. He stood up and asked.
Mr. Yang coughed and said, "We discussed this when we came here."
"In terms of seniority, this little Dragon Boat Festival is Zeng generation, so it is Yang Zeng."
"Zeng?"
Yang Xiaotao really didn't think about it. Look at his name, Xiaotao, look at the other people, big Zhuang, big mountains, stones.
He is adding big When I handed over the naming rights of my son, I was mentally prepared for this.
After all, the older generation is not very educated, and the envelopes are made with cheap names so that they can make a living.
I just didn’t expect that Mr. Yang would still be ranked according to seniority. This was really unexpected.
As for the additional character generation of Little Dragon Boat Festival, this character may be carefully considered in future generations.
Because names like increase, enhance, brighten, heighten, increase... these are very vulgar names in the eyes of later generations.
But at the moment, it is the most serious name.
Yang Xiaotao wants to hear what Mr. Yang would give him a name.
“I think the more children, the better, and the more good things, the better.”
"So, let's give it the word 'Yi'."
"Yang Gain."
"Yang Gain!"
Yang Xiaotao read it in his mind and compared It does sound much better with more enhancements.
“Okay, let’s call Yang Gain.”
At the door, Ran's mother nodded after hearing this, and walked into the room to talk to Ran Qiuye. Although Ran Qiuye had no right to object, she had the obligation to express her wishes.
As for this name, it is in line with my own ideas.
"Yang Gain, Zeng Yi could not do anything he could."
"Little Dragon Boat Festival, you have a name."
After confirming the name, Yang Xiaotao began to show off his skills and prepare lunch .
In the yard, a scent soon spread.
The head of that big fish was borrowed from the kitchen of Wang Dashan’s house next door, and the fish head made with chopped peppers took up a whole pot.
The fish meat was picked out and made into fish balls, fried fish, and stewed soup.
One fish made most of the dishes on the table.
While waiting for lunch, everyone was stunned when they saw the sumptuous meal.
Many people have never seen it before, and they don’t know how to eat fish balls or snow-white meatballs.
After knowing that this was the meal cooked by Yang Xiaotao, Mr. Yang said with a smile that he would pass on this skill to little Duanwu in the future, so he would not worry about being hungry.
Fortunately, Ran's mother explained that most of the fish used here were caught fish, and no money was spent, otherwise it would be really extravagant and wasteful.
But a lot of oil and seasonings are used to make these meals.
You can tell it’s delicious just by smelling it.
Mr. Yang didn't care. This meal was for little Dragon Boat Festival. The good food showed that Yang Xiaotao was a good father.
You're welcome if there are too many people. Let's have a good time while Yang Xiaotao persuades us to drink.
In the room, Ran Qiuye and Ran's mother looked at the child.
I am not unhappy because of the noise in the living room.
Because they know that this noise represents the family and the strength of the family.
"Mom, do you think Dad will know?"
At this moment, Ran Qiuye suddenly thought of his father, who had not heard from him for a long time.
The corners of Ran's mother's eyes trembled but she did not let the tears fall, "Don't mention the heartless person. If he knew, he might be very happy."
Listening to her mother's inconsistent words. Ran Qiuye knew clearly that her mother had thought about it.
A base somewhere in the northwest.
There was an endless stream of people coming and going, people in plaid shirts were walking quickly, and the two young people behind them also looked anxious, running quickly before catching up with the pace of the middle-aged people in front.
Bang Bang
Plaid shirt knocked on the door twice, then pushed it open and walked in without waiting for the person inside to speak.
"Old Zheng, it still doesn't work."
After finishing speaking, the plaid shirt picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip. The white shirt sitting in front of him didn't mind, and took the report at hand. Looked up.
Just one glance showed disappointment on his face.
"Lao Ran, could it be that your requirements are too high?"
"No, if you want to load enough capacity, you must ensure the sealing of the shell."
< br>"The weight of the steel that was dropped there when I was young accounted for 80% of the weight. %, so the shell must not only be heavy, but also consider various factors. The most direct one is the issue of thermal expansion and contraction. In the future, our products will have to adapt to various environments, so the requirements for the shell can only be high, not low.”
The plaid shirt is taken very seriously, and this is what he has always believed in.
There is nothing careless about physics.
Since the last calculation incident, they have used their own strength to prove that what others give is not necessarily correct, and what they calculate is their own.
“But, wouldn’t it be difficult for the manufacturing team to meet such high requirements?”
White shirt felt a bit toothache when he looked at the precision requirements.
This kind of precision is something that not even the furry bears in the north dare to achieve, let alone in China.
And instruments that can achieve this kind of precision will definitely not be given to them.
“It is better to be in trouble now than to face difficulties later.”
Platform Shirt sticks to his opinion, because he knows that if the current problem is not solved, he will wait until later and want to To solve it, you have to overthrow it and start over.
The two were silent for a long time, and the white shirt nodded.
“Okay, I’ll report this to the director.”
Plaid Shirt nodded and was about to leave. He still had a lot of things on hand.
"Wait a minute."
After saying that, Bai Shiyi handed an envelope to Plaid Shirt. At this moment, Plaid Shirt looked moved.
“Mine?”
“Nonsense, hurry up!”
The plaid shirt immediately took it and opened it in the office, with a smile on his face instantly.
After a long time, the smile gradually disappeared, but he saw that his daughter was about to give birth, and he was going to be a grandpa.
But...
My mood is a little low.
"Lao Ran..." "It's okay!"
The plaid shirt returned to normal, and he pointed to the content on the letter, "Look, what is the water pressure well and the Red Star brand? Isn't it atmospheric pressure? Any one of us can do better than him."< br>
"Moving a tractor? Finally doing something serious, but this steam The machine is too backward. If you want to develop it, you should develop an internal combustion engine. Alas, you are still too young. I don’t know enough about physics. I have to make up for it..."
The white shirt looked at the plaid shirt here to choose for my uncle. Problems, he talked about it one by one, commented one by one, it seems that there is nothing outstanding about him.
Why does it sound so uncomfortable? You still have an internal combustion engine, why don’t you use a nuclear power one? Just do it in one step, and we don’t have to eat sand here.
snort!
If he didn't have a daughter, he would definitely find someone better than his uncle and make this picky guy angry to death.
……
In the front yard, Yan Fugui was sitting at home eating peanuts.
There was a sports meeting at school today, and he had nothing to do, so he stayed at home.
I originally wanted to go fishing, but I couldn't help being stimulated by Yang Xiaotao. The big fish was so big.
After so many years of fishing, this is the first time I have seen such a big one.
I heard from people in the courtyard that the fish head alone was worth a pot.
The aroma~~
Let him decide to wait at home.
But now, Yan Fugui's heart is full of unwillingness.
As the only uncle in the yard, Yang Xiaotao didn't ask him to accompany him. It was simply out of order.
However, he did not dare to come to the door himself.
The people there all represent the Yang family's clan. If you offend one of them, there might be a bunch of little ones knocking on your door tomorrow.
The sub-district office can’t control it, so it can at most be handed over to the village brigade headquarters for education, which is of no use.
So, don’t mess with it.
Jia family, Mrs. Jia and Zhang stayed at home honestly today, even Bangge was forced to stay in the house.
No one dares to go out.
For no other reason than for fear of provoking those country people.
Country people are honest and not easy to mess with.
Although she didn't dare to go out, Jia Zhang's eyes never came down from the window.
“One, two, three~~six”
Counting in his mouth, Jia Zhang’s face was so angry that she almost dripped onto the window sill with jealousy.
“This bastard, he has no conscience, he made so many delicious dishes, six meat dishes,”
Banggeng on the side had already stuffed his fingers into his mouth. , glowing little eyes, staring closely at the two old hens raised in Yang Xiaotao's yard.
Next to him, Xiao Dang also stared with longing, and his heart even thought about how wonderful it would be to be born into that family.
This meal in the Yang family lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon. Two old uncles were drunk on the table, but Mr. Yang was so angry that he said he would never leave the village again next time. It just brings shame to the village.
Especially with my mother-in-law here, I feel even more embarrassed.
Yang Xiaotao found Liang Jianjun's coat and spread it on the car. He also helped the two drunk uncles get into the car, and everyone said goodbye.
Before leaving, Mr. Yang asked Yang Xiaotao to take good care of his wife. He said that he would care more about having more children. Then he sat in the car. Yang Hui waved his whip and led the two cars away.
After returning home, Yang Xiaotao took out some of the leftover food and distributed it to the Wang Dashan family and the Liu family who were helping, and then worked with Ran's mother to clean up the house and take care of the children.
In the steel rolling mill, Si Zhu took advantage of everyone's busy work and hurried to the rest area, where he saw Ma Hua waiting there.
Seeing Silly Zhu coming, Ma Hua immediately stepped forward.
“Master!”
“Well, here we come.”
Silly Zhu didn't have much enthusiasm, he just asked lightly, then glanced at Ma Hua's swollen chest and glanced at him.
Ma Hua immediately understood, "Here, master."
Took out two big steamed buns from his arms and handed them to Shazhu.
Silly Zhu saw that there was no one around, immediately picked up one, stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite.
I have been eating steamed buns for the past few days, and I can’t stand it anymore.
"Why is it so late today?"
Si Zhu broke half of it and ate it, leaving the remaining half for dinner.
As for the other one, leave it for Yi Zhonghai.
Ma Hua doesn’t mind Silly Zhu’s attitude, after all, that’s what the master is like.
"Hey, isn't this Liu Lan asking for information? I've been busy taking over her job until now."
As he spoke, Ma Hua raised his head and took out a handful of peanuts from his pocket, "Master, I made this, just eat it."
"You kid, didn't take it out earlier."
Si Zhu said and quickly put it in his pocket.
"You still have filial piety, those few, huh."
Silly Zhu said, since he came here to clean the toilet, none of the people in the kitchen who are close to him have come, except My apprentice and Liu Lan really have bad feelings.
"Master, please eat quickly. I have to go back to work. The new chef is very strict." I’ll teach you how to fight him.”
“Hey, good.”
Ma Hua felt happy when he heard that Silly Zhu taught him his true skills.
Si Zhu also felt guilty for this apprentice and wanted to make amends.
With a steamed bun in his mouth, half of which he ate, "By the way, Liu Lan is asking about something again?"
"It seems that Yang Xiaotao has a son, and everyone in the workshop is talking about it."
After Ma Hua finished speaking, he didn’t notice that Shazhu’s face became embarrassed.
Cough cough cough
"Master, master"
"It's okay, you can go back first."
Si Zhu struggled to swallow the steamed bun and said unhappily.
Ma Hua nodded and left quickly.
After MCA left, Si Zhucai coughed twice uncomfortably, feeling even worse mentally.
Yang Xiaotao has a son, but where is his wife?
Will there be a son?
(End of this chapter)