Siheyuan: I am Yi Zhonghai's biological son

Before going to sleep, he checked his harvest tonight. Two big boxes, one of which was books, all in traditional Chinese characters. He flipped through them and saw that they were medical books. He had also studied Chinese medicine, but it was a self-taught method. He would keep this and hand it in later.

A box of calligraphy and paintings, I don't understand this. He is a science guy, if it is a blueprint, he can still read it, but this is really his blind spot. Let's keep it, anyway, it doesn't matter if it takes up space.

The other small boxes contained jewelry and gold and silver.

Yi Ping'an placed all the treasure chests he found in the west wing of the central courtyard of the spatial quadrangle. These were all things from this world.

He didn't know how many similarities there were in the parallel spaces, but he didn't want to confuse history, which was a respect for this world.

After checking these, I fell asleep.

But some people did not sleep all night, such as the Dongcheng District Public Security Bureau.

Tonight, Song Weimin, a public security officer on duty, was reading the latest newspaper in the duty room when he heard a "pop" and the glass shattered. A white object flew in, pierced through the newspaper and fell into his arms.

In an instant, Song Weimin stood up and took out his gun. By the time he reacted, he was already outside the duty room.

After checking around, no one was there. Song Weimin was immediately furious. Damn it, he even dared to smash the glass of the Public Security Bureau. He must have had enough of this life.

He returned to the duty room angrily and found the "culprit". When he saw it, he was immediately shocked. Is this a map?

No, it's intelligence! He immediately ran to the office of the on-duty leader. Today's on-duty leader was Deputy Director Lin Jianshe.

He went to the deputy director's office, took out the map, gave it to Lin Jianshe, and then told him what happened tonight.

Then we gathered, investigated, and monitored. We didn't sleep all night, but everyone was very excited. No one would refuse to do something meritorious. Some people even silently thanked the person who delivered the information in their hearts. He was a good man. It would have been better if he was a little more gentle. After all, glass was public property.

The real person being thanked, Yi Pingan, was sleeping soundly. Anyway, the information had been given, and professional matters should be left to professionals, and he was not that kind of person.

Half a month passed like this, and the first workshop has been upgraded. Today is the first day of trial operation. With Secretary Chen's "start" order, the machine tools were immediately switched on and put into operation. The workers were processing the workpieces carefully at their respective posts, and a technician was recording the data next to them.

Two hours later, the data was counted and it showed that the production capacity had more than doubled, the machine was running more smoothly and the noise was much lower.

Finally, Secretary Chen announced that the upgrade task of the first workshop had been completed.

Suddenly, cheers rang out in the workshop, the workers hugged each other and shouted, and Yi Pingan also smiled widely. Everyone has worked very hard in the past half month, and this is the result of everyone's joint efforts. Unity is strength.

Secretary Chen fully affirmed this upgrade.

For the next workshops 2 and 3.

Yi Pingan expressed his own views:

"Secretary Chen, my idea is that now that Section Chief Qian is here, as long as we give him the blueprints, he can lead the technical department to complete the transformation, and he doesn't even need my guidance.

I have compiled the drawings of the machine models that were modified in a workshop. Machine tools of the same model can be modified directly.

For other machine types, I will do the statistics this afternoon and then draw the blueprints. In this way, the drawing and transformation can be carried out at the same time.

We can still make further progress on the upgrade. It is estimated that all machine tools can be upgraded in one month.

Please give instructions! "

"I agree!" Secretary Chen made the decision immediately.

The other factory leaders had no objections either. The sooner the task could be completed, the sooner production could be increased and the goal could be achieved.

In one afternoon, Yi Ping'an counted all the remaining machine tool models that needed to be modified. He then spent the rest of the time drawing blueprints and occasionally providing guidance when necessary. The modification was left to Section Chief Qian.

Finally he felt relaxed, this was the state he wanted.

Although it is said to be an easy job, Yi Ping'an is a cautious person. He still has to go to the workshop to check every day. If there are any problems, he will solve them in time. It would be even better if there are no problems.

At night, I would go out from time to time to look for treasures, look for little mice hiding in the dark, and get some rice, flour, grain, oil, cloth, etc. I was very busy.

On November 11, tickets were trialled, with flour tickets being the first. Wheaten was still the main food in the north, and one had to go to a state-owned grain store to buy flour. Many people were not used to it at first, but as the policy was such, they gradually got used to it.

There is also the Jia family. Jia Dongxu transferred Qin Huairu's household registration, and he and his son became city dwellers, and now they also eat rationed food. (Urban household registration was in 51, and the division between urban and rural household registration was officially clarified in 55)

At present, they are at a disadvantage, but when the commune is established in 58, they will gain. However, they don’t know this now.

Because of this, Jia Zhang was unhappy for several days. She felt that there was not enough food at home. She was like a black-eyed chicken all day long and didn't like anyone.

Yang Cuiyun was the target of her sarcasm, and Yang Cuiyun was so angry that she had a quarrel with her.

It just so happened that Yiping'an's cross-campus was completed, and after acceptance, the balance was paid.

All cross-campus matters were handed over to Yang Cuiyun, who stayed in the cross-campus every day.

The boiler has also been installed and, after testing, has proven to be highly safe and practical.

Yi Ping'an wrote a detailed project plan and handed it to Secretary Chen. Now it has been approved by the department and officially approved as a new product for the steel rolling mill.

The department rewarded Yi Ping'an with 200 million yuan in cash and a commendation.

The factory rewarded 200 million in cash and several tickets.

Yi Ping'an has once again become a fat piece of meat. Recently, there are always people coming to the steel mill, trying to contact Yi Ping'an under the pretext of technical exchanges.

But every time, Secretary Chen took care of it, and he didn't even get to see Yi Ping'an. The reasons were always ready-made, such as Engineer Yi needed to draw blueprints and should not be disturbed.

Now the steel rolling mill has expanded to 5,000 people, and there is one more canteen. The chef of the previous canteen was transferred to the new canteen as a team leader, and Sha Zhu became the master chef and started cooking big pot dishes.

After the attention on the boiler was over, the house was almost dry.

When Yi Ping'an went out at night, he placed a lot of mahogany wood in the courtyard and asked Yi Zhonghai to help find a skilled carpenter and draw the furniture drawings himself.

But he didn't draw the bed. He wanted a step-out bed. Don't ask why. The answer is that he likes it. He doesn't understand the drawings of the step-out bed. The carpenter is a professional.

Now Yang Cuiyun cooks for the carpenter every day and helps clean the house. There is heating in the courtyard, so it is not cold at all. At night, she goes back to the courtyard with Yi Zhonghai and his father.

The small moon-shaped gate across the courtyard has not been opened yet. Yi Ping'an is thinking of waiting until the furniture is finished and then building a new door before opening it. Now, he can just enjoy one day of peace and quiet.

Yang Cuiyun is now living a happy life. She doesn't have to worry about the troubles in the courtyard every day. More importantly, she can avoid the deaf old lady.

Yi Ping'an also secretly dug a large cellar and placed everything that Yang Cuiyun needed to store in the cellar.

Yang Cuiyun felt that she had never lived such a comfortable life in her life. Now her relationship with Yi Pingan is getting closer and closer.

When Yi Ping'an received his first month's salary, he bought a sewing machine for Yang Cuiyun. Yi Ping'an thought that it had three turns and one ring, so what would be wrong if one was missing?

But Yang Cuiyun was so moved that she cried. She cleaned the sewing machine until it shined every day, and then made curtains, bed sheets, quilt covers and clothes for Yi Ping'an. Even Yi Zhonghai was jealous.

Yang Cuiyun is now content with having a son, and everything else has to be put aside.

By December, when the first snow of the year fell in Sijiu City, the renovation of the last workshop was coming to an end.

On this day, Yi Ping'an was making the final adjustments to the machine tool in the workshop, and Wei Zhonghua appeared in the workshop again.

"Mr. Yi, Secretary Chen wants to see you."

"Okay, wait a moment. We'll go over after I debug this one. It'll be quick." Yi Ping'an said while debugging the data.

After debugging the data, Yi Ping'an followed Wei Zhonghua to Secretary Chen's office. Secretary Chen smiled very kindly, yes, very kindly.

"Yi Gong, you haven't got your diploma yet?"

Yi Pingan had really forgotten about this matter because of his busy schedule. He only remembered it after hearing this. It has been almost half a year. It should have been approved. So he said, "It should have been approved. I haven't been back recently, so I don't know the news yet."

"Then do you want to make a phone call and ask?" Secretary Chen pointed to the phone on the table.

"Is it convenient?" Yi Ping'an really wanted to know.

"It's convenient. You're welcome." Secretary Chen was very straightforward, making Yi Ping'an feel embarrassed.

But then he got embarrassed because he didn't know how to use this phone. It was a hand-cranked phone, something Yi Ping'an had only seen on TV.

Yi Ping'an smiled embarrassedly and said to Wei Zhonghua: "Secretary Wei, could you please connect me to our school? I don't know how to use this phone."

After saying this, Yi Ping'an felt his face turn red.

But Secretary Wei thought it was normal. Ordinary people really didn't need the telephone, so he didn't refuse and directly helped Yi Ping'an connect to Yi Ping'an's school.

Yi Ping'an picked up the phone. The voice was a little distorted. At least Yi Ping'an didn't hear that the person on the other end was their dean.

"Hello, I'm Yi Ping'an, class of 52, majoring in mechanical engineering. May I ask who you are?"

In Yi Ping'an's impression, the school's public number must have a dedicated person to answer the call, but unfortunately, that's not the case. This is the generation gap between the times.

"Student Yi Ping'an, I am your dean. Are you doing well at the steel rolling mill? What stage have you reached?" said the dean.

"Hello, Dean. Everything is going well here. The last workshop has entered the debugging stage. After debugging, the trial run will go smoothly and we will be done." Yi Ping'an reported on his work progress.

"That's fine. By the way, your diploma has been approved. You can come back and get it when you have time."

"Okay, Dean, I will go back to get it after I finish my work these few days. I called you today to ask about my diploma. Thank you so much, Dean." Yi Ping'an was also very happy to hear that he could graduate.

Just a few simple words. Nowadays we don’t have the habit of talking on the phone for long periods of time.

As soon as I put down the phone, I heard Secretary Chen say, "Don't wait a few days, go today, I'll ask the driver to take you."

"Ah? But there are still a few machine tools in the workshop that have not been debugged yet?" Yi Pingan was really stunned. What's going on? Give me a holiday? I'm not in a hurry.

"We can adjust it tomorrow. It's settled. Secretary Wei, go notify the driver to send Engineer Yi to the Industrial College." Secretary Chen directly instructed Wei Zhonghua.

Okay, you are the leader, you are the boss, but those who ride in this car have psychological trauma.

After thanking Secretary Chen, he went to a workshop to say hello to his father, and then took a bus to school.

Yi Ping'an experienced the bumpy ride again. When he was about to give up, he finally arrived. If he didn't arrive, Yi Ping'an would have gotten carsick. Now this broken car and this broken road are really dizzying.

He can't do anything about the road, but he can still give the car a try. If nothing else, adding shock absorbers will definitely solve the problem.

He arrived at the dean's office and the dean was quite surprised to see him.

"Didn't you say you would come back after you were done with your work? Why did you come today?" the dean asked as he handed him his diploma.

"I don't know either. Secretary Chen asked me to come and get it today, and the driver brought me here."

Yi Ping'an also found it strange.

When the dean heard this, he laughed and handed the diploma to Yi Ping'an.

Yi Ping'an took it with both hands, looked at the diploma and smiled, thinking that maybe decades later, his grandson would also post his diploma online.

"Have you decided?" The dean's words interrupted Yi Ping'an's daydreaming.

Yi Ping'an looked at the dean. He now understood what Secretary Chen meant. Since he had made the choice, he would not hesitate. It would be real to just stay put.

"Well, I found my father and I want to be with him." This excuse is perfect and unsolvable.

"Now that you have made the decision, then work hard. You are one of the smartest students I have ever met. I hope that you can stay true to your original aspiration and keep moving forward."

At this moment, Yi Ping'an's eyes were already wet. He bowed deeply to the dean and said with a sob: "I thank the dean for his teachings. Today I am proud of the college, and the college will be proud of me in the future."

The dean patted Yi Ping'an on the shoulder and said "OK".

The dean stood at the window, watching Yi Ping'an's figure getting farther and farther away. He thought about the phone calls he had received and the people he had met in the past few days, all of whom were here to ask for someone.

"Little guy, the academy is proud of you today."