Siheyuan: I am Yi Zhonghai's biological son

Backyard Liu Family

Liu Haizhong couldn't sleep at this time and was chatting about Yi Zhonghai with his wife.

"Yi Zhonghai is so lucky. He actually has a son who is a college student. A college student!" Liu Haizhong felt extremely unbalanced.

"That's right, he's an engineer. By the way, boss, what does this engineer do?" Liu Haizhong's wife Li Cailan agreed with the boss and asked the question in her heart. She had never met any powerful people and was surrounded by people who only cared about people's daily lives.

"Engineers sit in the office and draw blueprints, and then we make what they draw." Liu Haizhong has little education. He only graduated from primary school, and even from a literacy class. But he always emphasizes that he only graduated from primary school, so he doesn't know what design is.

"Isn't that much easier than your job? Is the salary higher?" For housewives like Li Cailan, the most important thing they care about is salary.

The second uncle is now also a senior blacksmith with a salary of 69 yuan. This has always been the pride of Li Cailan, as she is capable of managing the family.

"This is different. He is a college student and a cadre. Do you understand?"

Liu Haizhong didn't know how much an engineer's salary was, but he knew it was definitely more than his own. But could he say that? Didn't he care about his face? He cared about the cadres.

"Starting tomorrow, you should cook an egg for Guangqi every day to nourish him. In the future, Guangqi will be able to get into university and become a cadre." Liu Haizhong instructed his wife.

"Okay, I understand." Li Cailan agreed readily. She has always regarded her husband as her God.

Backyard Xu Family

"Da Mao, you should get in touch more with Yi Zhonghai's son in the future. He is a capable man and knows many leading cadres. It will be beneficial to you in the future." Xu Fugui also instructed his son Xu Damao.

"Got it, Dad." Xu Damao agreed. He liked to interact with capable people, and he looked down on those who were incompetent. But he had a high emotional intelligence and would not offend people easily, except for Sha Zhu.

"Don't take it lightly. He is one year younger than you, but he is already an engineer. What about you? You haven't even graduated from junior high school yet. Are you sure you can get into a technical secondary school?" Xu Fugui also wanted his son to be successful. Xu Damao is already in the second year of junior high school and will take the high school entrance exam next year. (The setting is 622 system, which will be changed to 633 in the future)

"No, it's not easy to get into technical secondary school." Xu Damao replied to his father unconfidently.

"What about high school?" Xu Fugui's tone became noticeably louder.

"I will try my best!" Xu Damao heard that his father was angry and immediately promised.

Many people have a sleepless night, but this has nothing to do with Yi Ping'an.

The next day, at dawn

Yi Ping'an got up and went into the space to practice martial arts for a while. In recent years, he would go into the space to practice martial arts whenever he had the chance. The space was full of spiritual energy and his martial arts training improved rapidly.

If he didn't have the chance, he would practice outside. Especially when he first entered college, he had never used space, which was inconvenient.

Later, his teacher helped him find a teachers' dormitory, which made things a lot more convenient. Of course, the most important thing was that it made it easier for his teacher to find him.

He had already practiced the Wuji Kungfu to the sixth level, which was considered a small achievement. He had also practiced Qinggong to a high level, so that he could step on snow without leaving any traces and on water without causing any waves.

It is no exaggeration to say that he now has few rivals.

His mental strength has also improved, and he can now expand and contract the space within a range of 50 meters.

I've gotten off topic. Yi Ping'an finished practicing martial arts in the space, took a shower, and had breakfast before coming out. He packed his luggage again. He promised his father that he would go back to the courtyard today.

They also took out canned meat made by more than a dozen processing workshops. They tasted better than the ones sold now, but most people certainly don’t know who eats canned food all day long. Some people have never eaten it in their entire lives.

It looks exactly the same as the ones sold on the market. This is a new function of the processing workshop that Yi Ping'an has discovered: imitation. This discovery makes Yi Ping'an very excited. He won't have to make excuses in the future. Products produced in the space must be high-quality.

After packing up, it was time to go to work, so I walked slowly towards the factory.

At the same time, Yi Zhonghai also packed up and prepared to go to work. Today he would ride the bicycle bought by his eldest son to work.

He also asked Yang Cuiyun to bring him 500 million yuan for his eldest son to spend. His eldest son spent a lot of money yesterday.

The people in the courtyard were envious when they saw Yi Zhonghai pushing his bicycle out. Especially Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui, their eyes were sharp. I ignored them and left first. We are no longer the same kind of people from now on.

As for Jia Dongxu? I'm just your master, not your father.

But they can only envy, because few families can afford to buy bicycles these days, and they are not a necessity. They have to support their families with that little salary.

Yang Cuiyun's eyes are much better today. Although they are still a little red, at least they are less swollen. She put on the small leather shoes that Yi Ping'an bought for her, picked up the basket, and prepared to go out.

If Yi Zhonghai's bicycle just now made men envious, then Yang Cuiyun was making women jealous at this moment.

"Cuiyun, are you going out?" Li Cailan from the backyard also came out with a basket of vegetables.

"Yes, I'm going to buy some meat and come back safely today." Yang Cuiyun said, brushing off the non-existent dirt on her trouser legs.

Sure enough, the next moment

"Cuiyun, did you buy new leather shoes? They are not cheap, are they?" This was Yang Ruihua who was holding Yan Jiedi.

"Ping An bought them for me, and he also bought a pair for Lao Yi. What a silly kid! He spent all his bonus yesterday.

A bicycle, leather shoes, and a radio. What did you buy these for? They are not enough for food or drink. You don’t know how to save them. It’s really frustrating.”

As he said this, he shook his head, held his head high and walked away.

Yang Cuiyun was relieved after she spoke so much, but the people in the courtyard who were listening were so angry. The most important thing was that the person who made her angry ran away. It was really suffocating to be stuck in this situation.

Everyone looked at each other, no one paid any attention to each other, and everyone went about their business.

Yang Cuiyun didn't care about them. There wasn't a single good person. Don't think she didn't know that these people were waiting to see her laugh yesterday. Humph! Don't you think that Yang Cuiyun's jokes are so funny?

I was in a good mood and hummed a little tune all the way to the vegetable market. I had to buy a lot of things today, so I had to walk fast.

Rolling mill

The workers going to work, wearing blue work clothes, formed a blue ocean and rushed to their jobs accompanied by the loud singing of "The East is Red".

Yi Ping'an also went to a workshop under the leadership of Section Chief Qian, followed by technicians from the technical department. This was a good opportunity to learn.

After sorting out the information of the machine tools that needed to be modified, Yi Ping'an went into work mode, and all the workers in the entire technical department and workshop were mobilized.

Disassembling, explaining, polishing, assembling, they were working very enthusiastically. The enthusiasm of the workers in this era is unimaginable to later generations, and the sense of responsibility of the masters is also something that later generations of office workers cannot do.

The technicians finally understood why their section chief valued this young engineer. He is really capable.

No matter which country or parts the machine tools in the workshop are from, he can explain them clearly and logically, and he can disassemble them beautifully. In his hands, a machine tool is like an obedient child, and he can tinker with it however he wants.

They can't do these things, let alone tinker with them. They don't even dare to dismantle them because they don't recognize the foreign codes on them.

The worn parts can be drawn out at a glance, and the difference is exactly the same. The gap between people is much greater than that between people and dogs.

The key is that this person doesn't hide anything. He answers questions and explains in detail if you don't understand. Who can do this? Nowadays, even masters keep some tricks up their sleeves when teaching apprentices.

Yi Ping'an never expected that his image among his coworkers would become so great. He just wanted to train a few more helpers. It would be so tiring to do everything by himself. Who doesn't want to relax?

The happiest person was Yi Zhonghai, who watched his son assign tasks to a group of technicians like a leader and give them lessons like a teacher.

Although he didn't quite understand, when he saw those usually awesome technicians looking so respectful, he knew how capable his son was.

Of course he is not bad either. Didn’t you see the envious looks from his fellow workers? There is no use in being envious because he is my son.

Looking at the drawings his son drew casually, which were exactly the same as those printed in the book, it turned out that his son had become so outstanding without him knowing.

At the same time, he felt a little sad. His son must have suffered a lot to be so successful, but he had no involvement in this process. He was not a qualified father. He should be better to his son in the future and make up for what he had missed before.

Busy times always pass quickly. When the bell for the end of get off work rings, everyone realizes that a day has passed, but they don’t feel tired at all. Looking at the results of their labor, they are extremely excited.

They walked out of the workshop one after another, and Ma Weiguo stayed behind last. He was responsible for locking the doors and windows, and had to hand over everything to the security department before he could leave.

Yi Zhonghai stayed with Yi Ping'an all day long. Whenever there was a workpiece that needed to be processed, he would take it over as soon as possible. He felt full of energy working with his son.

This also meant that Ma Weiguo never found an opportunity to tell him about keeping Yi Ping'an.