Siheyuan: leading the elder brother to live a well-off life

At three o'clock in the morning, Qin Huairu dragged her tired body to lie down on her bench bed.

Mrs. Jia Zhang went to the health center and hadn't come back yet. Jia Dongxu lay motionless on the bed and seemed to be asleep.

Qin Huairu held the 50 yuan in his hand, wiped away his tears, put it in his pocket, lay on the bench bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep directly.

giggle~
With a cock crow, Qin Huairu suddenly opened his eyes.

It was already 06:30 at this time, and Jia Zhang and Bang Geng had not returned yet.

Sophora japonica and Xiaodang were also soundly asleep.

Qin Huairu got up and rubbed her eyes. Although she only slept for more than three hours, she didn't feel tired at all. Instead, she felt refreshed.

"Acacia flower!"

"Xiao Dang!"

"Stop sleeping!"

"Time to wake up!"

Qin Huairu woke up the two slackers as usual, but saw Jia Dongxu with his livid face and protruding eyes staring at the roof, lying there motionless.

"Ah~"

Qin Huairu was about to shout.

Subconsciously covered his mouth.

Jia Dongxu's nails dug deep into his flesh, and the blood that flowed out had dried up, staining the bed sheet and quilt cover red, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

If it wasn't for the shallow breathing at the tip of his nose, Qin Huairu would have thought he was dead.

As the saying goes: one day a couple hundred days of kindness.

Seeing Jia Dongxu like this, Qin Huairu didn't shout, but quickly got dressed and closed the door.

Today's breakfast doesn't have to be cooked by herself, she has money now, and she wants to go out and buy big buns.

If anyone wants Jia Dongxu to die the most, then it must be Qin Huairu...

About 10 minutes after Qin Huairu went out, Jia Zhang came back with a stick.

After Jiazhang, whose head was tightly wrapped, entered the room, there was a scream: "Oh, my eldest son, what's wrong with you!"

Jia Zhang moved her fat body and rushed out of the house: "Come here! Help, something happened to my Dongxu!"

When Jia Zhang yelled, everyone in the yard rushed out, even Wang Jianhua, who was sleepy, pushed away the pendant Xiao Lou who was hanging on his body.

"Something happened?"

Wang Jianhua put on his trousers, put on his military coat and rushed out of the house.

When I went out, I saw that Jia Zhang was crying there.

Wang Jianhua returned to the bed, threw the general's coat aside, and got into the warm blanket again.

"What happened?"

Lou Xiaoe was also very concerned about what happened outside.

Wang Jianhua yawned, and said, "Who knows what that fat old lady Jia Zhang is doing? Don't worry about her, she can sleep for another hour!"

Hearing Jia Zhang's wailing, Wang Jianguo also put on his clothes and went out. Like Wang Jianhua, he went out to have a look and then came back.

Although the two brothers didn't want to be so stiff with the people in the yard, and with the promotion of Wang Jianhua's position, Wang Jianguo also intended to repair the relationship with the people in the yard, but he really didn't want to have any contact with the Jia family.

Xu Damao, who was disturbed by the noise, rushed out: "Mr. Jia Zhang, did Jia Dongxu die? You howled so early in the morning!"

Silly Zhu who came out together gave Xu Damao a thumbs up when he heard Xu Damao's words.He also hopes that Jia Dongxu will die soon so that Qin Huairu can remarry.

The strange thing was that Jia Zhang kept calling for someone to help, but he didn't even scold Xu Damao.

"It's not going to happen!"

Xu Damao and Sha Zhu rushed into Jia's house at the same time.

At this time, the three uncles also hurried out.

Silly Zhu carried Jia Dongxu out of the house: "Jia Dongxu seems to have committed suicide by biting his tongue, he still has some breath, hurry up and send him to the hospital!"

The first master looked at the third master: "Old Yan, use your bicycle!"

The third master looked at the first master with a face of embarrassment: "This..."

The uncle said angrily: "What time is it? You still plan on this. If something happens to Jia Dongxu, you have to bear the main responsibility!"

The first uncle pushed the third uncle's bicycle, put Jia Dongxu on the back of the car, supported by Sha Zhu, and the three of them hurried to the hospital...

As soon as Wang Jianhua drove Lou Xiao'e into the gate of the rolling mill, he ran into Xiao Liu, the secretary of Director Yang.

Seeing Wang Jianhua coming by bicycle, Secretary Xiao Liu rushed up to stop Wang Jianhua: "Wang Gong, Wang Gong, the factory director is looking for you urgently, so go to his office!"

"Good good!"

Wang Jianhua handed the bicycle to Lou Xiao'e: "Xiao'e, ride to the broadcasting room, and I will go to the factory manager to have a look!"

Lou Xiaoe took the bicycle and said softly: "Okay, go and do your work, I will ride the bicycle over."

Wang Jianhua rushed to the factory director's office in a hurry, while secretary Liu continued to wait for Jiang Hua's arrival here.

In the office:
Director Yang received a secret document from above.

Last time, the rolling mill successfully completed the task of making the aircraft empennage, which proved to the organization the advanced level of the rolling mill's equipment and the strength of its technical team.

In order to carry out the plan smoothly, a secret mission once again fell to the rolling mill.

dong dong dong~
"Enter!"

Wang Jianhua opened the door of the office.

"Director, are you looking for me?"

"Hey, Xiao Wang, your speed is quite fast, sit down quickly!"

Factory Manager Yang handed over a cup of hot tea: "Look at this document first. This document is still a confidential document and must not be mentioned to outsiders."

"Yes!"

Wang Jianhua picked up the file, looked at it and frowned.

The last time he went to the secret base to weld the tail of the aircraft, he knew that this task was not easy. Judging from the timeline, now is the key point for the country to imitate Big Brother's MiG series and technological innovation, and embark on the road of self-development.

The last time Jiang Hua talked to him, he just listened to it as a joke. He didn't expect that the confidential documents came to the rolling mill in just one day.

Wang Jianhua put down the document and looked out the window thoughtfully.

Although he upgraded the machines and lathes in the rolling mill, they were spliced ​​from other old machines. Although the data reached the required values ​​of the second-generation machine tools, they were completely imitated.

It can be used to process some high-precision simple finished products. If it is used to process propellers used in aircraft, it is absolutely not acceptable, especially the propellers of MiG series jet fighters.

"Xiao Wang, what do you think?"

Director Yang walked to Wang Jianhua's side.

At this time, Director Yang had completely regarded Wang Jianhua as his right-hand man, so in front of Wang Jianhua, Director Yang did not put on airs.

Wang Jianhua is too straightforward, and he doesn't know how to flatter horses. He speaks straightforwardly, which is also very popular with Director Yang.

Wang Jianhua shook his head subconsciously: "Director, with all due respect, the propeller of the jet fighter can be completed from the perspective of the current rolling mill team!"

Director Yang laughed and was about to praise Wang Jianhua, but what Wang Jianhua said later poured cold water on him.

"but!"

"With the current equipment in our factory, we are not qualified to process jet fighter propellers!"

Wang Jianhua said: "The production of aircraft propellers requires aviation alloys. This metal is expensive and difficult to cut, but the cutting precision of the production of propellers is very high. If the whole process is manual operation, it is estimated that few people in the factory can complete it. Even if I Neither."

"That's just an ordinary aircraft propeller," Wang Jianhua explained after taking a sip of tea: "Since the end of World War II, the jet fighters produced by Germany have greatly improved the flight speed of the aircraft, from the original [-] to [-] kilometers per hour to [-] kilometers per hour. One hundred to one thousand kilometers per hour."

"The reason why he has such a fast speed is all due to the engines on both sides of him and the propellers inside."

"The engine of a jet fighter will generate a strong wind when it is turned on, and instantly form a huge high temperature and high pressure to power the aircraft. It is conservatively estimated that the temperature is around 1000 degrees Celsius."

dong dong dong~
When Wang Jianhua talked about the key point, the knock on the door rang again.

Jiang Hua pushed open the door and walked in slowly.

Wang Jianhua did not shy away from Jiang Hua, and continued: "The propeller of a jet plane is unqualified. If it breaks during high-speed operation, it will destroy the entire engine in an instant!"

"Light, the fighter plane has lost its combat effectiveness!"

"Heavy, the plane is destroyed!"

"Although I have mastered the production process and know how to operate it, I will not take this risk!"

"If it fails, it will cause unnecessary losses to the country, and even cause the high-load operation of the machines and injure our workers. I cannot afford this loss!"

After hearing this, Jiang Hua expressed his opinion: "Wang Gong, what do you think is the meaning of our existence?"

Wang Jianhua retorted: "The premise of building a country is to take good care of yourself. Just because there is no condition for production now, it does not mean that there will be no condition for production in the future. If those of us who know how to produce are dead, when the conditions are available for production, the country should go For whom?"

"Mr. Jiang, I know you have a passion, but you have to look at it in light of the reality. Our rolling mill is just a large civilian heavy industrial plant. If we want to transform into a military industry, there is still a long way to go. !"

"Don't talk about anything else, let's compare it with Japan's Mitsubishi Heavy Industries. It's not because of the ambition of others. The steel produced by them is much, much better than ours."

"It's the same sentence, unless I have equipment, I really can't do anything!"

Wang Jianhua slumped on the chair and took a deep breath.

He understands the truth that a clever woman can't cook without rice, but this is the most difficult thing to do at this time.

Now even if he wants to upgrade the machine again, he has no way to do it. There are no parts in the rolling mill that can splice a new generation of machines.

Director Yang also sighed, and put away the secret documents.

Jiang Hua hesitated to speak, and after thinking about it, he also slumped on the sofa.

Wang Jianhua is right. Our country’s equipment is indeed not comparable to that of the Soviet Union. He wanted to refute but didn’t know how to say it...

(To be continued)