Scholars in the courtyard

Yang Xiaotao walked all the way back to the courtyard, mainly because there were too many people and the road was blocked, making it impossible to drive.

In this way, I was blocked by enthusiastic people for a long time.

When I returned to the courtyard, I looked at Yan Fugui who was painting a slogan. At a glance, I saw that this new slogan exuded the power of confidence.

There is also a red flag hanging in front of the door. A group of people are standing at the door talking loudly about what a big bomb is and how powerful it is. It exists in the top countries in the world. There is also what it said on the radio. Their voices are filled with pride and whiteness. Hao.

"Xiao Tao is back!"

"This is a double happiness for you!" The uncles at the door greeted each other. For them, a national happy event is a happy event at home.

Yang Xiaotao was not in a hurry to enter. He took out his cigarettes and spread them in a circle. Everyone lit them and smoked them together, and slowly more people gathered.

"No, this is not only a happy event for my family, but also a good thing for our country. It's a double happiness!"

Yang Xiaotao smiled. From now on, Yueyue, Rongrong and others will remember what happened today on their birthdays.

An event that changed the destiny of the nation.

"What is double happiness? This is called four happiness."

Yan Fugui, who had just come off the shelf, came over to interrupt. Yang Xiaofa had known that the guy was about to drop his book bag again. Normally, he would have turned around and left. But this guy was really happy, so he didn't say anything and just stood listening with everyone else.

Seeing this, Ci Yan Fugui also became energetic and coughed lightly, "Let's celebrate our birthday today, right?"

"The thunder just now is the second happiness, plus Xiaotao's two eldest daughters, it's the fourth happiness!"

Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing this.

"Xiao Tao, you two girls are so lucky. You have to buy the full moon wine carefully. You can't be careless!"

Yan Fugui said he was done, and the neighbors all smiled and nodded.

Yang Xiaotao didn't refuse this time. It was nothing to have a meal, not to mention that the two daughters were naturally celebrating their full moon.

As for why he didn't do anything during the Dragon Boat Festival full moon, Yang Xiaotao didn't think about it at all.

Son, there is no need to be too arrogant.

"Okay, I'll treat everyone to a drink then."

"Okay, Director Xiao Yang is open!"

"Everyone has heard it and is waiting, haha!"

Yang Xiaotao waved in agreement, took out another dollar from his pocket, and waved to Wang Xiaohu, who was not far away.

Wang Xiaohu ran over.

"Brother Tao!"

"Xiaohu went to buy firecrackers and set them off at the door. I bought them all!"

"Okay, a group of kids ran away immediately."

Yan Fugui and others smiled again. In front of the gate, that was the scenery of their courtyard.

arrive home. In the courtyard, Liu Yuhua was playing with the Dragon Boat Festival. Today, the whole courtyard was celebrating.

Of course, each family has its own way of celebrating.

Wang Dashan's family even invited Yang Xiaotao to drink in the evening, but Yang Xiaotao refused. He had to go to the hospital to accompany him tonight, so he just drank.

However, Yang Xiaotao still said that he would invite everyone to drink when his daughter is one month old, and everyone applauded after hearing this.

Yang Xiaotao also found Liu Yuhua and said that he would accompany her for the next two days and ask for two days off from the factory.

He estimated that today's earth-shattering explosion would definitely not be peaceful in the steel rolling mill.

With Yang Xiaotao's understanding of Yang Youning, coupled with the lively scene in Sijiu City, it would be difficult to vent this excitement without celebrating for three days and three nights.

Jia family.

When Jia Zhang saw Yang Xiaotao come back, Lao Gao's eyes widened, as if he had won a battle and had the upper hand.

Although he didn't say it out loud, the meaning on his face was to laugh at the fact that there were two more losers in the house.

Yang Xiaotao didn't bother to answer, so he went home holding the little Dragon Boat Festival.

On the side, Qin Huairu was holding Sophora japonica in front of the crowd and celebrating.

When Yang Xiaotao came back, he stretched his neck and felt very proud.

The aunt next to me could see it clearly and sighed in her heart, she is just a daughter, she is also her biological child.

Return home and put away the Dragon Boat Festival.

This little guy didn't know that he had two younger sisters, or didn't understand this. He kept trying to get up from the seat, humming and looking for his mother.

Yang Xiaotao took out a teething stick from the space and stuffed it into Duanwu's mouth. The moaning suddenly became quieter.

After dinner was ready, Yang Xiaotao gave Wangcai some food and told Xiaowei and Wangcai to take care of their home. It was quite lively these days, but if it wasn't kept well, some people would take advantage of the chaos and cause trouble, so be careful.

As for the hospital, Xiaowei's clone is there, so there should be no problem.

He put the rest in a pot to warm, then found some clothes, diapers and sheets, and walked to the hospital with Dragon Boat Festival in his arms.

After leaving the alley, there were many people walking outside.

On the road, people were coming and going, many people were still shouting, and some were drunk and shouting loudly, and the patrolling soldiers did not stop them.

People passing by were still talking indifferently, and some even took out their radios and listened to the passionate sounds inside. People around them also cheered and responded.

Yang Xiaotao thought about Yangjiazhuang at this moment, and he would do the same after hearing the broadcast.

Holding his son in his arms, the little guy liked the excitement around him very much. From time to time he smiled towards the bustling crowd, even though he couldn't speak, otherwise he would have to shout a few slogans.

Just when Yang Xiaotao went to the hospital, the celebration party in Northwest China officially began.

Those invited to the banquet are those who have contributed to the cause or made outstanding contributions.

Some of these people have just come off the "front line", and some have come from other places, from various departments and positions.

But without exception, those who come are elites.

At this moment, the entire venue was filled with dozens of people.

Everyone gathered together, talking and laughing, enjoying the sweet fruits.

There was no big fish or meat on the table, but a few simple side dishes, but everyone enjoyed them.

"Comrades!"

A powerful voice sounded. At the front, a group of people stood up. The leader was short and stout. He had a face with Chinese characters and short hair on his head. He was holding a wine bowl and looked very heroic.

When everyone saw it, they stood up.

But the old man who just shouted waved his hand.

"Everybody sit down, everybody sit down!"

The old man waved his hand to stop him, holding the wine bowl in his other hand without moving at all.

After hearing this, everyone sat down.

"Today, I am here, on behalf of everyone, thank you!"

"Thank you for your contribution to the country!"

"I thank you!"

"I did it first!"

The old man is still as heroic as before and has the momentum to kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners.

Everyone picked up the bowls. The wine inside was turbid, but they drank it without hesitation.

Then, the old man looked at everyone again, his eyes full of emotion.

"They say you have three bowls of toast. This first bowl is for your success and your achievements."

"Then for the second bowl, I respect your perseverance, your dedication, and your sacrifice. Do it!"

Among the people, some had red eyes, and some were too drunk, but they drank without hesitation.

The rice wine flowed down the throat and flowed into the heart.

The old man turned the wine bowl over boldly, and the officials accompanying him also finished the drink.

"For this third bowl, I hope that everyone will wait until the clouds clear and the moon will shine, and always embrace a spirit of positivity, optimism and perseverance to work hard for this country and this nation."

"Dry!"

"Dry!"

Everyone shouted in unison, and it was more of a promise.

After three glasses of wine, some people started to blush and sway, and the atmosphere became heated.

The old man led the team and kept walking among the crowd, saying a few words to people from time to time.

Then, halfway through, the old man spoke again.

"Comrades!"

Everyone's eyes were focused and there was silence.

"Just now, someone asked me whether we intellectuals are considered the working class? Can we be the masters of this country?"

After saying this, everyone below straightened their backs, because this was an issue they had always been concerned about.

After all, those who can master knowledge in this era, especially high-end knowledge, have studied abroad.

Which one counts as the working class?

This is the worry on everyone's mind.

"Then today, I, Old Chen, will speak clearly!"

The old man put his hand on his waist and said in an affirmative tone, "As long as they are fighting for the proletariat, as long as they are intellectuals who invest in revolutionary construction and put in their mental labor, they are the working class! They are the masters of the country!"

Bang bang...

Everyone stood up, some had tears in their eyes, and some couldn't help themselves.

Their ingredients were finally settled.

The old man was also very touched.

Such a group of people, under tremendous pressure and with the dream of a strong motherland in their hearts, come here anonymously. What are these people if they are not the working class?

In his eyes, these people are more pure than those who are just like a dog.

"From now on, if anyone wants to ask again, just say it was me, Lao Chen, who said it. If anyone questions, let him come to me! I will tell him personally!"

"This sentence will be valid for ten thousand years!"

The old saying continues to be powerful.

The applause was even louder.

The disciples in military uniforms beside him also stepped forward, "Old Chen is right. There are also disciples from all directions present. I will bear witness with them."

Bang bang...

At the dinner table, Ran's father dried his tears, and Lao Zheng nodded solemnly to him.

"This is Comrade Ran Wende. Our external machine design and theoretical calculations were all spearheaded by Comrade Ran!"

Suddenly, the accompanying director of the General Administration came to Ran Wen and introduced him to the old man.

"Hello, Chief!"

Ran's father stood up immediately, but after drinking three bowls of wine, his body was a little crooked.

But the old man supported him and said, "Hello, Comrade Ran Wende!"

The two held hands.

“I heard that I studied in Germany!”

"Yes, I went out to see the world in my early years and studied physics at the University of Hamburg..."

Ran's father said, and the old man kept nodding.

"How long have you been out?"

"Chief, two months difference, exactly ten years!"

"Ten years, there are several decades in life, you have left the best of your youth here!"

The old man looked at the white hair on Ran's father's head and couldn't help but sigh.

"Chief, it is my honor to stay here. Being able to do something for the country and the nation is a meaningful thing in itself."

"Besides, it is my honor, Ran Wende, to fight side by side with so many like-minded comrades!"

"This is bitter, but I believe it will be sweet in the future. The bitterness here will definitely be exchanged for light."

The old man nodded, and Lao Zheng beside him spoke.

"Chief, when Lao Ran left home, his son was only one year old. Over the years..."

"It's hard for you, it's hard for everyone."

The old man looked at everyone present and saw that Zai's father's situation was by no means rare.

"Comrades, I promise you that you will all have the opportunity to go home and visit your family. Go back and see your parents, fulfill your filial piety, see your wife, children, and husband, and tell them that you are the heroes of the country. "

Pah pah pah pah

The old man sat next to Ran Wen, and several people started talking.

"We have ammunition, but we still lack the guns to shoot out."

"These two things are like two legs of a human being, both are indispensable."

"We can stand up with one leg, but we can't walk steadily. If we want to walk steadily, we must walk with two legs!"

The old man's vivid metaphor made everyone present clear what their next goal was.

"Sijiucheng is very concerned about this. Your chief engineer said that whatever foreigners can do, we Chinese can do it. This sounds encouraging, but it still depends on you to realize it!"

"This time, we have to stand firm, move forward, catch up with those in front, and then surpass them!"

Father Ran and Director Zheng looked at each other.

"Please rest assured, chief, we will definitely complete the task, not only to let the Chinese people stand up, but also to walk steadily!"

Ran's father said firmly.

The people around him also nodded solemnly.