You can imagine how difficult it is to build a house in the ice and snow. From clearing snow and digging foundations to building walls with cement, no step is easy. Even the workers had a hard time eating at noon - the freshly baked pancakes were blown by the northwest wind and were half cold. Even if they stayed by the pot to eat, they could only take one warm bite.
But they have no choice, time waits for no one, this is the only opportunity they must seize.
Fortunately, it is the slack season at the moment, and the strong laborers from the production team have joined the construction team, so there is no shortage of people to do the work. In order to encourage labor, Wang Xiao took the initiative to credit the villagers who participated in the factory construction with ten work points per day. He also took the director of the planning factory by the back collar and asked him to give each person a 50 cent subsidy per day.
Nothing can promote production more than real work points and money. Under the leadership of more than a dozen old craftsmen, they braved wind and snow to build houses, and their enthusiasm for work was unprecedentedly high.
When Lin Nianhe called, Wang Xiao was still at the construction site, and the person who answered the phone was a lesbian.
When asked about any difficulties, the female comrade hesitated for a long time and said: "I haven't heard the leaders say there are any difficulties, but I don't understand these. All the male comrades in the commune followed the leaders to the construction site to move bricks."
"Then...well, please convey this to Uncle Wang when he comes back. If you need anything, be sure to call me."
"Okay, okay."
Lin Nianhe hung up the phone, looked at Minister Huang and said, "Uncle Wang and the gay men in the commune have gone to the construction site to move bricks. There will be no reply for a while."
Minister Huang opened his mouth and said after a while: "Xiao Wang is a good leader."
Hearing Minister Huang praise Wang Xiao, Lin Nianhe smiled unconsciously... It felt like my Uncle Wang was growing up.
Minister Huang didn't know what messy things Lin Nianhe was thinking about. He thought for a moment and then called the Heilongjiang Military Region to ask for help on the grounds of "helping foreign trade production."
The next morning, when Wang Xiao was moving bricks at the construction site, he saw several military trucks approaching in order. The cars were parked neatly on the roadside, and the soldiers jumped out of the cars one after another. After adjusting their formation, they joined the construction army.
"Hey, why didn't you tell Uncle Huang earlier? If the troops had participated years ago, it would have been almost finished by now, right?"
In the machinery factory, Xie Yufei took his precious camera and asked Lin Nianhe while taking pictures.
Lin Nianhe held the candied haws in his mouth, put his little hands in his pockets, and replied casually: "Do you want to hear the legitimate reason or the unfair reason?"
"Nonsense, of course it's serious."
Lin Nianhe said "Huh" and looked a little more serious: "First, the new textile factory is Lan County's own business. Whether to ask the army to help can only be proposed by Uncle Huang himself after weighing the pros and cons. We must not take the initiative to ask for it; second Second, the road up is destined to be difficult. If we rely entirely on others to pull us along and enjoy the benefits ourselves, the textile factory will not be able to go far and it will disintegrate without being blown away by the wind."
"We can boldly assume that ten or twenty years from now, the grandfathers and fathers who have participated in the arduous construction will point to the textile factory and talk to their children and grandchildren about those days. They will say, 'Your father endured temperatures of 20 to 30 degrees below zero. "The factory building was covered with wind and snow at minus 20 or 30 degrees Celsius," instead of "Your father was eating roasted sweet potatoes and watching the excitement in the weather at 20 to 30 degrees below zero." They would say that the good life now is hard-won, instead of taking their children and grandchildren with them. Let’s open our hands and wait for good luck from heaven.”
Xie Yufei was silent for a long time, then silently raised his hand and wiped his face vigorously: "Forget it, you should just give that unfair reason."
The serious reasons are too complicated, and it doesn't suit him.
Lin Nianhe: "Forgot."
"Ah, I understand when you put it like that!" Xie Yufei snapped his fingers and smiled like a hooligan, "It's okay, I will never tell the captain!"
Lin Nianhe: "It doesn't matter, you can say whatever you want, no one will believe it except you."
Of course Xie Yufei didn't believe it. He saw Rong Zhiguo who was busy at work and ran over: "Master Rong, do you know that your apprentice Lin Nianhe has forgotten something very important..."
Rong Zhiguo looked at Xie Yufei with the eyes of a stupid son: "Boy, my apprentice will never forget things if you leave your head at home."
"She said it herself..."
"Here, tell me again - 'She made it up.'"
Xie Yufei: "..."
Xie Yufei was speechless, but Rong Zhiguo didn't want to let him go. The old man shook his head and muttered, and even the work in his hands was not left behind: "Hey, boy, why do you think some people think that the whole world is as heartless as him? What? Wearing a woolen coat, leather gloves, and holding a camera all day long—the behavior of a dandy."
Xie Yufei looked at his woolen coat, leather gloves and camera, feeling aggrieved like a 1.82 meter tall stupid man: "Xiao He! You take care of your master! Don't be such a bully!"
It was obviously the factory director who called him to take photos in the workshop. Why did he become a playboy?
Rong Zhiguo: "If something happens, I'll complain to the girl."
Xie Yufei covered his heart and looked at Lin Nianhe sadly.
Lin Nianhe chuckled and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? You asked for it."
"Xiaohe..."
"Comrade Xiao Xie, let me take you inside to take pictures." The kind-hearted senior brother stood up, took Xie Yufei away himself, and winked at Lin Nianhe, indicating that the master would be left to her.
Lin Nianhe returned the gesture of receipt to his elder brother, and went to Rong Zhiguo with his notebook in his arms: "Master, I will return to Lan County next week. The next time I return to the capital will be for the New Year next year."
Rong Zhiguo glanced at Lin Nianhe indifferently: "That's good, I can be clean for a while."
"But I heard from Uncle Chang that you will also attend the Spring Fair. As the chief engineer of the heavy industry factory here in Beijing, I happen to have to represent the Lanxian Textile Factory to attend the Spring Fair. Then you can see me again. !" Lin Nianhe said the most terrifying words in the cheerfulest tone.
Rong Zhiguo: "..."
Lin Nianhe stopped smiling and bowed to Rong Zhiguo seriously and solemnly: "Master, thank you for your teaching and tolerance during this period. I will try my best to learn as much mechanical knowledge as possible after I go back. If there is anything like threshing Can I write to you about the design drawings of the machine?”
Rong Zhiguo was a little uncomfortable because of her sudden seriousness. He cleared his throat, and his tone was still strong: "You can write if you want. If there is waste paper, it will be used to ignite your mistress."
This is consent.
Lin Nianhe continued: "I have already written the manuscript for our machinery factory, but Uncle Huang said it is best to wait until the eve of the Spring Fair to publish it, so that it can have maximum effect."
"Yeah." Rong Zhiguo responded. He looked at Lin Nianhe, frowned and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Why don't you go back? With your small arms and legs, what can you do if you go to the countryside and suffer more than make trouble?" What are you doing? Let Lao Chang arrange a job for you in the machinery factory."
"Hehe, that's not possible. I still have many students waiting for me to go back to class." Lin Nianhe refused with a smile.
"I don't know what's wrong." Rong Zhiguo snorted, turned around and picked up a panel, "Come here and tell me how to produce this panel..."
"Oh, here we come..."
Another day of teaching.
In the evening, after Rong Zhiguo returned home, his wife took out a huge tin box and said, "This is what Xiaohe brought here this morning. She said you smoke a lot, so you can take one of these lozenges without any problem."
"Tsk, this little brat is trying to clean up all these useless things." Rong Zhiguo looked disgusted.
The mistress knew him very well and said directly: "If you don't want it, I will send it to my eldest brother."
"Put it away! Who said I don't want it anymore! My apprentice honors me!"
(End of chapter)
