"Tell me, why did Lao Ran suddenly achieve a 'second-class personal merit'? That's what happened!"

Lao Zheng slapped the table. The last time Lao Ran went back, his superiors had given him a reward.

At that time, he thought it was a reward for Lao Ran's previous contributions, but he didn't know that such a thing existed.

"It happened by chance."

Ran's father said proudly, but Lao Zheng refused and insisted on Ran's father having another drink.

Ran's father had no choice but to pour half a glass more, which made Lao Zheng and others feel comfortable.

Then everyone asked how the problem was solved in the end. Yang Xiaotao didn't know much, but he only told some of the news he heard, such as that many books in the library were removed from the shelves and that many people were questioned.

The people in the chair knew about the same thing, but after hearing about the library, they had the idea of ​​writing a book.

He has realized the importance of talent cultivation.

In particular, correct training is crucial to the national plan.

When it was almost ten o'clock, everyone dispersed.

Yang Xiaotao helped Ran's father, who was already unable to stand, and sent everyone away.

Before leaving, everyone said goodbye.

"Comrade Yang Xiaotao, I heard that you like reading very much, which is good."

"When I studied abroad, I often read books in the library. Now the conditions in China are difficult, but they are much better than before."

"I hope you can continue to make progress and keep making progress!"

Yang Xiaotao listened to the earnest instruction and nodded seriously, "Uncle Qian, don't worry, I will do it."

"good."

After that, he got in the car, waved and left.

Ran's father also said goodbye to everyone one by one. Everyone knew that it would not be easy to get together again in the future.

Yang Xiaotao helped Ran's father into the house, where Ran's mother was clearing the table with Ran Xinrui and Ran Hongbing.

"If you can't drink, you have to drink. Show off!"

Ran's mother took Ran's father and scolded him.

But thinking about Ran's father not having to leave home anymore, he felt very happy.

Ran's father smiled, "We are all old brothers, it is inevitable that we will be greedy!"

Then he looked at Yang Xiaotao and said, "Xiaotao, remember what the director said to you."

"No matter when, you can never stop learning!"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, he has indeed been slacking off recently.

The most direct reaction is that the credits on the system panel do not move much.

I used to think it was too slow to get credits from studying, but later I got design drawings and so on, and the credits came in more.

But now I understand that credits are just a means, not an end.

After reading the book and understanding the knowledge in the book, it is the greatest gain.

By the time I came out of Ran's house, it was already midnight.

Yang Xiaotao drove to the courtyard.

Along the way, except for many patrol teams, there were very few pedestrians.

Come to think of it, it's already November, and it's even colder at night. No one is too busy to go out and hit the road at night.

Unless I'm full, or something is wrong.

The car stopped at the entrance of the alley, and Yang Xiaotao walked inside.

After taking just two steps, I saw a figure in front of me turning into the gate of the courtyard.

Yang Xiaotao couldn't see clearly, but he vaguely felt like Qin Huairu.

The yard was dark, except for the moonlight falling above my head, and I walked more with a familiar feeling.

Qin Huairu walked all the way and felt her legs were sore.

It was a bit late in Caojiagou. By the time I left, I had already missed the bus time. I had no choice but to walk back step by step.

Fortunately, there were patrols on the road and nothing happened.

Now, we are finally home.

Touching the notebook in his arms, he finally settled the matter.

This morning I went to Caojiagou to visit Yi Zhonghai.

Qin Huairu's arrival was beyond Yi Zhonghai's expectation.

What followed was an unspeakable feeling and suppressed excitement.

When the two met, the villagers were not surprised.

The main reason is that the age difference between the two is too big, and Jia Dongxu is Yi Zhonghai's apprentice. From the perspective of rural people, the relationship between master and apprentice is very close.

I don't think there's anything wrong with it.

Because the others left and returned to the city, he was the only one left where Yi Zhonghai lived.

The two sat down in the room. Qin Huairu gave Yi Zhonghai the things prepared by the eldest mother, and asked about the living situation of the eldest brother.

At the end, he revealed what he had experienced in the courtyard, and tears were shed a lot.

Yi Zhonghai naturally knew what Qin Huairu said, especially if Jia Zhang, the troublemaker, returned, Qin Huairu's life would be even more difficult.

Yi Zhonghai was not surprised at all when he heard that Bangge was beaten and the Jia family was hostile.

That's Yang Xiaotao, a name he doesn't even want to mention now.

I am in this state, not only because of his gift, but also because of him.

Then Qin Huairu told Yi Zhonghai the purpose of his visit.

This is something she has already thought about.

You can't tell Liu Guangqi's existence, otherwise this old guy will definitely notice something is wrong.

I just told Yi Zhonghai that someone wants to study the structure of a learning machine and needs some information.

She had already promised someone that if she had Jia Dongxu's notes at home, that person would be willing to pay five yuan to buy them.

So this time I came here just to ask Yi Zhonghai to write something on the machine.

Yi Zhonghai was very suspicious after hearing this and asked who the person was. Qin Huairu only said that he was from the former steel rolling mill and was later assigned to the first branch.

Then they complained again, saying that five yuan was enough for their family to feed two people for a month.

Then he cried and complained about how hard life was. Silly Zhu went to the coal factory and saw no help. At least he didn't say that Yi Zhonghai's work here was useless.

But the meaning behind the words was clear to Yi Zhonghai.

Then I thought that instead of rotting in the coffin, it would be better to write down what I had so that it could be passed on to others.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai didn't refuse, but writing it would take time, so Qin Huairu said he could draw pictures.

Recently, she kept listening to the workers in the machinery factory in the yard saying that Yang Xiaotao drew pictures and designs. She thought that with the pictures, Liu Guangqi would believe them even more.

As for whether he can be fooled, as long as Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter, shows his true skills, it will still be possible.

So, Yi Zhonghai started working in the house, and Qin Huairu was not idle either, washing clothes and cooking for Yi Zhonghai. People in the village praised Qin Huairu for being virtuous.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the evening, Yi Zhonghai finished a notebook with about ten sheets of paper, and he was very satisfied with his hard work.

Then, Yi Zhonghai stayed with Qin Huairu for a meal, and had another cryptic exchange after the meal.

Telling about lovesickness...

After Qin Huairu left, Yi Zhonghai lay directly on the warm kang, quickly entered the sage mode, and then fell asleep.

In his dream, he saw a little boy running from a distance and called him daddy before he even got close.

Next to him, Qin Huairu was cuddling up with a smile on his face, as if he was saying something, but he couldn't hear clearly at all. All he could think about was his child. His child, Yi Zhonghai, had a son.

But when the child ran up to him, he saw that his face was exactly the same as Jia Dongxu's, and he was growing up at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"Master, why are you sorry for me!"

"Why..."

boom

Yi Zhonghai was suddenly frightened and realized that he had fallen under the kang.

Ouch~~

Touching his painful thigh, Yi Zhonghai wiped the cold sweat from his head.

Then he climbed into bed, looked at the messy bed, and lay down again.
To be continued...