The instructor reached out and patted Ye Yuze on the back of the head. He said to his father:

"You are such an amazing kid. Not only are you smart, but you are also kind and loyal! His attitude towards Ma Guoping makes me feel a little ashamed!"

Dad said a few words modestly. "Can a baby know how to speak? Don't raise him too high."

It's just that when I say this, my eyes are full of smiles. It's much more beautiful than receiving praise.

The instructor took a sip of wine, then took out a plastic pencil case from his pocket. He said to Ye Yuze with a solemn expression:

"Baby, uncle is here today to give you a pencil case. This is the prize promised to you. Besides, I also have one thing to ask of you."

This sentence stunned Ye Yuze and his father.

They couldn't imagine what an instructor could ask for from a doll.

Neither of them spoke, and both looked at the instructor.

The instructor seemed a little embarrassed. He drank one mouthful after another. He seemed to be thinking about what to say?

Dad picked up the bowl and touched it with him. "Old Liu, just tell me if you have anything. As long as we can do it, we will definitely help!"

At this moment, he felt that the instructor must have something to talk to him about. Otherwise, what else would he have to say about finding a doll?

The instructor sighed, looking a little lonely.

"Dr. Ye, we have been working together for several years. You know my situation.

The reason why Ma Quanyi keeps putting pressure on me is because he built the vermicelli factory. Now the company has a rich staff, so he can just start a side business again. But I really can't think of what to do?"

Dad naturally knows about this. The branch has been discussing this matter for the past two days. But dad also has no clue.

Although the company commander and instructor didn't speak much at the meeting, my father and others spoke a lot and also put forward a lot of suggestions.

It was rejected after several arguments.

The infrastructure is too remote and lacks resources. Although there is water and electricity, there are no special products.

Even the raw materials for the noodle factory have to be fetched from other companies.

The instructor looked at Ye Yuze with these expectations.

"You're such a smart kid. You can make ice-breaking equipment on the ship. It shouldn't be difficult to come up with a side job, right?"

Ye Yuze ignored him. At this moment, he was looking intently at the pencil box in his hand.

He knew that this thing was very in demand. But in fact, it was very simple to make.

Because the Soviet pencil cases of this era were not at all high-end products produced by the injection molding equipment of later generations.

Instead, it is a box made of two layers of printed plastic cloth glued together and then sewn together.

There is just a plywood inside the box. There are a few small sleeves stuck on the board, which can be used to insert pens and pencils.

There is another layer of cloth sewn inside the lid with a zipper. You can put rulers, compasses and other things that are not easy to fall inside, and just close the zipper.

Seeing Ye Yuze ignoring the instructor, the father couldn't help but pat his son.

"What are you doing? Your Uncle Liu is asking you!"

Ye Yuze then raised his head. "Uncle Liu, don't you feel bad if I broke the prize you gave me?"

The instructor was stunned. He couldn't figure out what Ye Yuze meant by this?

He smiled and said, "This is your thing. If it's broken, you'll feel bad. Why should I feel bad?"

Ye Yuze nodded, "That'll be easy."

He went into the back room and found a pair of scissors. He cut off the lid of the pencil box in one go.

The two adults were still stunned. Ye Yuze cut the scissors a few more times and then opened the sandwich of the pencil box.

It turns out that the inside is made of cardboard and a layer of cotton.

Dad's eyes were a little sulky. It was just hard to get angry in front of the instructor.

It was such a disaster to get something that cost several yuan. In that era, it was simply an unforgivable waste of money!

Seeing that his father was on the verge of breaking out, Ye Yuze quickly explained.

"Look at how simple this thing is. The raw materials are plastic cloth and cardboard. Can this thing be made with an electric sewing machine and edge press?"

The instructor's eyes suddenly lit up. He picked up the pencil case and observed it carefully.

Then he slapped Ye Yuze hard on the shoulder. How could Ye Yuze's little shoulder withstand his slap?

His body tilted and he fell to the ground along with the stool.

Only then did the instructor react. He quickly picked him up and looked up and down to see if he was injured?

Ye Yuze gritted his teeth and complained: "Uncle Liu, are you trying to murder your nephew?"

The instructor was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"You are my nephew, but you cannot murder. You must be protected!"

After saying that, he stopped drinking. He stood up and left.

"I rushed to the regiment headquarters overnight. Baby, uncle will reward you heavily this time!"

Ye Yuze asked, "Which time is it this time?"

The instructor pointed at him with a smile. "You little money-lover, you won the prize both times!"

Just as the instructor left, Mom came back with wine. Her eyes were filled with the fire of gossip.

You know, although Dr. Ye is from the same school as the instructor, the instructor has never been to Ye's house alone.

So this time I came over by myself and sat down to drink. Naturally, my mother was very curious.

But before she could ask the question, she caught sight of the broken pencil case on the table. A cold light flashed in her eyes.

"Who did this?"

Mom picked up the pencil case and looked at it. It was 100% new! It had never been used. It cost more than three yuan to buy.

Mom felt like her heart was bleeding again.

The father was also in a state of excitement at the moment. He looked at his son with eyes full of admiration.

The more expensive the pencil case is, the more feasible the son's suggestion is.

When he heard his wife's question, he pointed at Ye Yuze proudly.

"Who else could be there besides your prodigal son?"

Mom looked at Ye Yuze and her tone became even colder.

"Why did you cut it?"

Ye Yuze is floating at the moment, imagining what rewards he can get?

You won’t fool yourself with a pencil case this time, right?

I was still a little impatient when I heard my mother's question, so I interrupted my thoughts.

So he waved his hand and said impatiently: "Mom, don't make trouble. I'm thinking!"

But after he finished speaking, he found that his body had become airborne. Then the familiar feather duster came down hard.

Ye Yuze was stunned for a moment. Didn't he make a contribution and was about to receive the award? But what happened to the beating?

At this time, Dad finally reacted and snatched the feather duster away.

"Hit your son as soon as he has done something good. The instructor thanked him for a long time just now!"

My mother didn't listen to my father's words. She even tried her best to get back the feather duster. Just like that, something worth several dollars was ruined.

It would be unreasonable not to spank such a child!

While they were arguing, Ye Yuze ran out of the house.

I wanted to go find Yang Geyong, but then I thought I hadn’t seen Yinhua today, so I walked towards the yard next to her.
Chapter completed!