Siheyuan: I am Yi Zhonghai's biological son

Yi Ping'an watched his husband finish his tea, quickly stood up, walked to the desk, stretched out his hand to take the teacup, then silently walked to the coffee table, slowly added half a cup of boiling water into it, and used his mental power to control the addition of half a cup of spiritual spring water and a Huiyuan Pill.

He knew there was a pair of eyes watching him from behind. It was the gaze of his master. Yi Ping pretended not to know and thought to himself: If he finds out, then he will find out. The main thing is to never admit it.

With Yi Ping'an's current achievements, the worst case scenario is confinement. Anyway, he is in the research institute and he doesn't go out except to go home, which is no different from confinement. But he doesn't want to leave any regrets.

Yi Ping'an didn't believe that a person who indulged in all kinds of eating, drinking, gambling, and smoking could live to be over a hundred years old. How could he not be better than him?

Yi Ping'an handed the teacup to the gentleman. The gentleman took it, took a sip, finished it with a smile, then put down the teacup and looked at Yi Ping'an with a particularly kind look.

"Comrade Ping An, are you used to being outside after more than a year?"

"It's a habit. My coworkers at FAW take good care of me and I'm very happy getting along with them." Yi Ping'an looked at his husband and replied.

"Well, I called you here this time because I want to ask you about CNC machine tools. You are an expert in this area. A few people will be coming over soon. Let's have a small meeting to discuss it. Please sit down and wait. They should be here soon."

"Yes, sir, would you like me to pour you another glass of water?" Yi Ping'an asked.

The gentleman glanced at Yi Ping'an, smiled and said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Comrade Ping'an." Then he handed over the teacup, and Yi Ping'an quickly took it with both hands.

The gentleman stared at Yi Ping'an's movements closely, thinking in his heart: It seems that this is a little guy with a secret. With his eyesight, he didn't find anything unusual, which is abnormal in itself.

The taste of the tea and the warm current in my lower abdomen were not deceiving, but how did this little guy do it? He was able to do it without leaving any flaws under his nose, and he dared to do it so blatantly. Did he know that he would not be discovered, or was he betting that I would not pursue the matter?

How can he be so sure?

If he had been born a few decades earlier, he would have been a good candidate for intelligence work!

The gentleman thought so, but did not intend to expose him. Not to mention his achievements, just the admiration in his eyes, he believed that he would not be wrong. Compared with those of them who had experienced many ups and downs, the little guy's eyes were too clear. If he was really a bad guy who could achieve such an achievement, then he really hoped there would be more people like him.

Everyone has their own secrets. When Mr. Wang thought about the information he had found when he first knew him, he felt a little strange:

Every step of this little guy's growth is traceable and there is nothing abnormal. But now think about it, the fact that there are no flaws is the biggest flaw.

He started learning martial arts at the age of two. You know, normal children can't do that, but he did it.

He started going into the mountains at the age of three, hunting and digging medicinal herbs, and supporting both mother and son. Is this something a child can do?

When he was six years old, his mother was killed by the Japanese invaders, but he was able to calmly kill all the Japanese invaders. Is this the courage a child should have?

What shocked the husband even more was that the investigation data showed that his mother had been in poor health after giving birth to him, but later miraculously recovered.

Everyone must think that he got better because he was able to eat enough. I'm afraid his father doesn't even know how good his medical skills are.

Although the tea just now did not have a medicinal taste, it had a fresh scent of grass and trees that made people feel relaxed and happy.

It's not that there are no precocious children, but he seems too calm, as if he knows how to take every step better.

Two years of primary school, two years of junior high school, and two years of high school. He took the national college entrance examination in his first year and chose Russian as his foreign language. But the survey data showed that his English seemed to be better. Why did he give up English? Was it because knowing Russian was useful?

Except when he saw himself and the big boss, he cried like a child. At other times, he didn't act like a child at all. In other words, even the smartest child would not have such an amazing life.

Could it be that they are born knowing this? But are there really such people in this world?

After pouring the water, Yi Ping'an sat obediently on the sofa and waited. This time he did not put the Yuandan back, but only added half a cup of Lingquan.

The gentleman was looking at the documents, but he was silently observing the little guy out of the corner of his eye. Seeing him sitting like a good baby, he wanted to laugh. Anyone who saw him like this would never have thought that this was a ruthless person who dared to kill Japanese devils at the age of six.

Yi Ping'an is a bit of a loser now. What has been done has already been done. Let them do whatever they want. He won't reveal his true colors anyway. Who would believe him if he told them?

Oh, I died in my previous life and didn’t drink Meng Po soup in this life. Are you sure this is not promoting superstition?

Just when Yi Ping'an was about to get impatient, he finally heard a knock on the door. Yi Ping'an's eyes suddenly lit up. Finally, someone came. He breathed a sigh of relief.

The gentleman wanted to laugh even more. It turned out that he was nervous too. He thought he was fearless.

"Enter!"

The door was pushed open. The leader was the commander-in-chief, followed by an old friend, the old man who drew a circle, and a few people in military uniforms who had only been seen in newspapers.

When Yi Ping'an saw someone coming in, he quickly stood up and saluted, thinking in his heart, you guys are all big guys, and I'm just an ordinary person, don't you consider my ability to bear it?

Many of these big guys had seen Yi Ping'an before. They all came over and said a few words to Yi Ping'an in a friendly manner, which made Yi Ping'an excited. This is enough for me to brag about for the rest of my life.

After everyone sat down, the commander spoke first: "Comrade Ping'an, I asked you to come here this time. I believe the gentleman has told you that it is about CNC machine tools, but this time we are talking about CNC machine tools for military industry. Do you have any research data in this area?"

"Commander, I have thought about this. CNC machine tools for military production must combine mechanical, electrical and control systems, that is, composite industrial mother machines.

Not only does it require high precision and high speed, it also requires a fully automatic control system and an all-round detection system. The production line that I installed for FAW before has actually already taken shape.

But the accuracy needs to be improved, and the procedures are much more complicated than before."

The leaders looked at each other, and the gentleman said, "Comrade Ping An, take airplanes for example, how difficult is it to achieve such accuracy?"

"Sir, if we take airplanes as an example, their precision must be at least down to microns, especially the impellers of the engine, which must be down to 0.01 microns," Yi Ping'an replied.

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After that, there were many discussions on the issue of mechanization of military production, and Yi Ping'an gradually became less nervous.

"What if I asked you to build CNC machine tools for military use? Would it be difficult?" the old friend asked.

"I can overcome all difficulties!" Yi Ping'an answered forcefully, then stood up and said, "Please give me this chance!"

"Don't get excited, sit down first." The gentleman pressed his hand and motioned Yi Ping'an to sit down. "Do you have any requests? For example, in terms of life or family."

The husband knows that this little guy is a little homesick and works very hard, but as soon as he finishes a task, the first thing he does is ask for leave to go home. Perhaps this is why the leaders trust him, after all, he is a person with a very soft heart towards his family.

Yi Pingan said a little embarrassedly: "Can I go home first? I haven't been back for two years. I just want to go back and take a look."

Yi Ping'an felt that he was a bit of a loser, but with so many old and young people at home, he was really worried.

"Hahaha"

All the leaders laughed, especially those who knew Yi Ping'an, because they all knew that he was homesick.

Finally, the old friend said, "I'll give you a few days off. Go back and take a good look. Comrade Wang Kaixuan will tell you when you need to leave."

"Thank you, leader!"

“Hahaha, it’s human nature. Don’t feel embarrassed.” said the leader who drew the circle.

"Yes, everyone has a home. It's okay to miss home. We all want to go home. It's not shameful." Another leader also said.

After the task was issued, the leaders left as they were all very busy. Yi Ping'an also returned to the research institute under the protection of the guards. The first thing he did was to call Wang Kaixuan and ask him to go home quickly.

At this time in the gentleman's office, the staff were cleaning up the tea cups used by guests and cleaning. There was no rule prohibiting smoking in the office at this time. Suddenly, a small porcelain bottle was found in the gap of the sofa armrest.

"Sir, was this dropped by a customer? Why does it look like a medicine bottle?" the staff member asked the gentleman.

"Bring it over and let me take a look."

The gentleman opened the small porcelain bottle, and a fresh scent of grass and trees wafted out, which made people feel shocked. This was the smell.

Today I felt the pain was much relieved and my stomach was warm all the time.

"Where did you find it?" the gentleman asked the staff.

"In that gap." The staff pointed to the sofa where Yi Ping'an had sat.

"Oh, so that's where it fell. I was wondering why I couldn't find it. OK, you can continue to clean it up." The gentleman put the porcelain bottle into his pocket and smiled. Did this little guy think I wouldn't pursue it? He is really bold.

When the staff saw that it was dropped by the gentleman, they didn't pay much attention to it and continued to clean up.