The doll is soft and delicate, and her skills are at the top of the 70 exam

"Don't tell me, I really need it." Jiang Aiguo curled his lips, his salary had to be handed in, and his wife usually didn't give him any pocket money, so he just waited for the little money from the black market to live on.

Hei San no longer wanted to see Jiang Jiang Aiguo's ugly face, so he slammed the door and kicked him out.

After all, Jiang Minsheng didn't find Jiang Aiguo to say anything thoughtful all night.

The next day, Jiang Aiguo and Baimei went to work early.

Last night I turned on the lamp to read at night, followed my daughter-in-law to memorize the books all morning, and then bowed my head and worked hard in the office. Now my mind is full of words.

At noon, we arrived at the cafeteria of the car dealership. There were only three windows in the cafeteria, and the food at each window was the same. Thick-wheat steamed buns with a spoonful of pickled vegetables, and a spoonful of fresh white radish soup with floating oil.

Jiang Aiguo glanced at the food in the three windows, his eyes became dizzy, his mind went blank, and he had no appetite at all.

Jiang Aiguo is not a picky eater, and he doesn't feel bad about eating these foods. After all, he can also have a meal of meat and vegetables occasionally, and now he really feels his throat is pulling.

Is this what people eat?Is this what people who are struggling and learning eat?

Jiang Aiguo entered the cafeteria stepping on the spot, so apart from his dull eyes just now, his ears are now full of buzzing sounds.

what to do?My mind is even more dizzy.

No wonder the scholars in the city and factories have to give up their jobs. He also wants to give up his job. How can people learn in such an environment?

Contrary to Jiang Aiguo, Bai Mei was much more comfortable. He took a bite of rice, then glanced at the book, recited it silently in his mind, and could memorize this sentence quickly.

Then I started to recite the deduction silently in my heart.

And Jiang Mengmeng, who was supposed to go to school, of course skipped class.

How should I put it, she didn't do it on purpose, she just wanted to see what the machines in the textile factory looked like.

So he was fooled by Zhang Yuxi at the same table, and followed the textile factory with a small schoolbag on his back and short legs.

Because the guard didn't stop Jiang Mengmeng when he came once, and he let her in without even asking her to register.

What can a baby do?

Can you steal a machine, or can you move a bundle of fabric?

Dabao rubbed his hands excitedly, "I found the sign-in location, Yanhai Provincial Textile Factory, do you want to sign in?"

Jiang Mengmeng nodded her head politely, of course it was a sign.

She just came to check in.

Dabao, "You have successfully signed in at the textile factory in Yanhai Province, and you have obtained a picture of an intermediate textile machine."

Isn't this sleepy here to send a pillow?

Jiang Mengmeng is worried that there is no design drawing to match the standard, isn't it here?

Just in a while, she used scanning technology to simulate the data of the textile machine in the textile factory on the virtual panel, so that she could operate it on the spot when she went home. Even if she failed, she could call the data repeatedly and simulate the machine repeatedly. .

Thinking of being able to dismantle the machine and play with big toys when she got back, Jiang Mengmeng couldn't help but drool and her hands were itchy.

Well, that’s right. After countless protests and painful struggles, Jiang Mengmeng finally managed to balance study and research.

After all, pain, wailing, and procrastination cannot avoid research, so why should she torture herself every time and persuade herself to brainwash herself?Since it cannot be changed, then Mengmeng will take it as a fun thing to explore.

Zhang Yuxi's favorite food is food. His parents are not cooking at home today, so of course she is afraid that her parents will find out that she skipped class when she gets home, so she dragged her little friend Jiang Mengmeng to the overcrowded cafeteria.

The cafeteria uncle is a fat man with a white apron, a hat and a big spatula.

The thick calluses on his hands show that he has been in this industry for many years.

The master chef in the cafeteria took his special spoon and covered the lunch box that Jiang Mengmeng held up, and then glanced at the chubby Jiang Mengmeng every time he covered it.

Jiang Mengmeng was not at all embarrassed or guilty, she stared at the master curiously with her big round eyes.

The cafeteria master smiled, "Little baby, why haven't I seen you before? Could it be that a new family has moved into the textile factory? That's not right, why haven't I received the notice?"

Now the food in each factory is very tight, so every meal is cooked according to the head, no more, no less. If you are hungry, the chefs in the cafeteria will cook a little more every time, but the waste should not be too much, so every time the factory recruits workers or family members move in, the recruitment department will send a number to the cafeteria.

Obviously, the canteen master has worked in a textile factory for many years, so he knows everyone more or less.

Jiang Mengmeng, who was visiting for the first time, was successfully captured by him.

"Ah!" Jiang Mengmeng raised her head subconsciously, "Uncle, I'm not a factory worker, nor a family member, well, I came here to eat with my good friend. Don't worry, Uncle, I also paid the food stamps. Those who have paid for it will definitely not eat for nothing.”

Master Canteen:........I don't mean that.

Jiang Mengmeng nodded fiercely, "Yeah, yeah, every grain is hard-earned, and I will definitely not waste it."

Canteen master chef:........Little doll is quite enlightened at such a young age, but I don't mean it that way.

Before the canteen master had time to explain, Jiang Mengmeng bounced away with her bowl in hand.

Why do you want to run?Because of guilty conscience.

She just skipped class.

Having grown up so big, Mengmeng was a little excited and guilty of skipping class for the first time.

No wonder Li Xing and the others like to skip classes so much, in fact, the feeling of skipping classes is not bad.

The workers next to them gobbled it up, in stark contrast to Jiang Mengmeng and Zhang Yuxi.

"I said, chief engineer, why are you so used to that kid? I don't believe that I think I'm so great at such a young age. There are so many of us who are worse than him."

A middle-aged uncle knocked on the bowl, "Eat yours, what nonsense, even the superiors sent us technical guidance, but gave us a chance to study hard, don't be arrogant, there are people out there who are better than us There are too many people, what do we count? You can record the technical parts he guided, and we can study and study later.”

The young man snorted coldly in disbelief, "She looks fair and clean, and she looks like someone who eats soft food, and I'm not wrong."

Jiang Mengmeng was stunned, and asked Zhang Yuxi on the opposite side in a low voice, "Is there a problem with the machine in your textile factory recently?"

Zhang Yuxi scratched her head, thought carefully, and finally one night, she got up to go to the toilet in a daze, and heard a few words.