Scholars in the courtyard

Chapter 581
"Master, it's up to you to name this child."

Yang Xiaotao welcomed Mr. Yang to the living room, served tea and water, and everyone gathered around drinking and asking questions.

Mr. Yang coughed, "We discussed this when we came here."

"This little Dragon Boat Festival theory of seniority is Zengzi generation, so it's Yang Zeng or something."

"increase?"

Yang Xiaotao really didn't think about it, look at his name, Xiaotao, look at other people, big strong, big mountain, stone.
When he handed over the naming rights of his eldest son, he was mentally prepared for this.

After all, the older generation has little culture, and the envelopes are cheap names that are easy to support.

It's just that I didn't expect that Mr. Yang would still be based on seniority, which was really unexpected.

As for Xiaoduanwu's Zengzi generation, this character may be carefully considered in future generations.

Because of things like increasing, enhancing, adding luster, heightening, increasing, etc., these are very vulgar names in the eyes of later generations.

But at the moment, it is the most serious name.

Yang Xiaotao wanted to hear what name Mr. Yang gave him.

"I think that as many children as there are, the better, and as many good things as possible."

"So, let's use the word 'benefit'."

"Yang Gain."

"Yang Gain!"

Yang Xiaotao read it in his mind, it sounds much better than adding enhancement.

"Okay, I'll call you Yang Gain."

At the door, Ran's mother nodded when she heard that, and went into the room to talk to Ran Qiuye. Although Ran Qiuye had no right to object, she had the obligation to express her will.

As for the name, it is in line with my own ideas.

"Yang Zeng, what Zeng Yi can't do."

"Xiao Duanwu, you have a name."

After confirming the name, Yang Xiaotao began to show off his skills and prepare lunch.

In the yard, there was a burst of fragrance soon.

The fish head of that big fish was borrowed from the kitchen of Wang Dashan’s house next door, and the fish head with chopped peppers took up a whole pot.

The fish meat is picked out and made into fish balls, fried fish, stewed soup.
One fish made most of the dishes on the table.

When eating at noon, everyone looked at the sumptuous meal and were speechless.

Many people have never seen it before, and they don't know how to eat fish balls or snow-white balls.

After Mr. Yang knew that this was Yang Xiaotao's cooking, he said with a smile that he would pass on this skill to Xiao Duanwu in the future, so he would not worry about being hungry.

Fortunately, Ran's mother explained that most of the fish used here were caught fish, and no money was spent, otherwise it would be a waste of money.

But there are a lot of oil and seasonings used to make these meals.

When you smell it, you know it must be delicious.

Mr. Yang didn't care, the wine was for the little Dragon Boat Festival, and the food was good, which shows that Yang Xiaotao is capable of being a father.

How many people are welcome, drink freely while Yang Xiaotao persuades him to drink.

In the room, Ran Qiuye and Ran's mother looked at the child.

Not unhappy because of the noise in the living room.

Because they know that this noise represents the family and the power of the family.

"Mom, do you think Dad will know?"

At this moment, Ran Qiuye suddenly thought of his father whom he hadn't heard from for a long time.

The corners of Ran's mother's eyes trembled but did not let the tears fall, "Don't mention that heartless one, if he knows, he might be very happy."

Hearing her mother's incoherent words, Ran Qiuye understood that her mother had thought about it.

A base somewhere in the northwest.

There was a constant stream of people coming and going, plaid shirts were walking fast, and the two young men behind them also looked anxious, and ran quickly to catch up with the pace of the middle-aged man in front.

梆 梆
Plaid Shirt knocked on the door twice, then pushed it away and walked in without waiting for the person inside to speak.

"Old Zheng, it still doesn't work."

After Plaid shirt finished speaking, he picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip. The white shirt sitting in front of him didn't mind, so he took the report at hand and read it.

Just one look, with disappointment on his face.

"Old Ran, could it be that your requirements are too high?"

"No, if you want to load enough capacity, you must ensure the sealing of the shell."

"The weight of the steel that was thrown there in my childhood accounted for 80% of the weight, so the outer shell must not only be heavy, but also take into account various factors, the most direct one is the problem of thermal expansion and contraction. environment, so the requirements for the shell can only be high, not low."

The plaid shirt is very serious, which is what he has always believed in.

Physics, there is no sloppy at all.

Since the last counting incident, they have used their own strength to prove that what others give is not necessarily correct, and what they calculate by themselves is their own.

"But, isn't such a high requirement difficult for the production team?"

Looking at the requirements for precision on the white shirt, he felt a toothache.

This kind of precision, not to mention in China, even the bears in the north dare not say it.

And the instruments that can achieve this precision will definitely not be given to them.

"It's better to be in trouble now than to face difficulties in the future."

Plaid Shirt insisted on his opinion, because he knew that if the current problem was not solved, in the later stage, if he wanted to solve it, he would have to overthrow it and start over.

The two were silent, and the white shirt nodded for a long time.

"Okay, I'll report this to the director."

Plaid Shirt nodded and was about to leave, he still had a lot of things on hand.

"Wait a minute first."

After speaking, the white shirt handed an envelope to the plaid shirt. At this moment, the plaid shirt looked moved.

"mine?"

"Nonsense, hurry up!"

The plaid shirt was taken immediately, and then opened in the office, a smile instantly appeared on his face.

After a long time, the smile gradually disappeared, but he saw that his daughter was about to give birth, and he was going to be a grandfather.

Can……

I feel a little depressed.

"Old Ran..."

"fine!"

The plaid shirt returned to normal, and pointed to the content of the letter, "Look, what pressurized wells, and the red star card, isn't it atmospheric pressure? We can make any one out of it better than him."

"Still working on tractors? At last, I'm doing something serious, but this steam engine is too backward. If I want to do it, I should make an internal combustion engine. Alas, I'm still too young. I'm not good at physics. I have to make up for it..."

The white shirt looked at the plaid shirt here to find fault with the uncle, talking about it one by one, and commenting on it one by one, as if there was nothing outstanding about him.

Just why does it sound so uncomfortable?Still engaged in internal combustion engines, why don't you come with nuclear power?It's done in one step, and we don't have to eat sand here.

snort!
If he didn't have a daughter, he would definitely find someone who was better than his uncle, and this picky guy would be pissed off.

……

In the front yard, Yan Fugui was sitting at home eating peanuts.

There is a sports meeting at school today, he has nothing to do, so he is at home.

Originally, I wanted to go fishing, but I couldn't be stimulated by Yang Xiaotao. That big fish is really big.

I have been fishing for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen such a big one.

I heard from people in the yard that the fish head alone was enough to cook in a pot.

that aroma~~
Let him decide to wait at home.

But now, Yan Fugui's heart is full of unwillingness.

As the only uncle in the yard, Yang Xiaotao didn't ask him to accompany him, it's just, it's just out of order.

However, he didn't dare to go to the door by himself.

The people there represent all the clans of the Yang family, if they offend one, maybe a bunch of small ones will come to the door tomorrow.

The street office can't control it, at most it will be handed over to the village brigade for education, that's useless.

So, don't mess with it.

The Jia family, the Jia Zhang family stayed at home honestly today, even the sticks were forced to stay in the house.

No one dared to go out.

Not for anything else, but for fear of provoking those country folks.

Country people, to be honest, are even more difficult to mess with.

Although he didn't dare to go out, Jia Zhang's eyes never came down from the window.

"One, two, three~~six"

Counting in her mouth, Jia Zhang's face was so long that the jealous halazi almost flowed onto the window sill.

"He doesn't have a conscience, he cooks so many delicious dishes, six meat dishes, this bastard, he has no conscience"

The stick on the side had already stuffed his fingers into his mouth, and his small glowing eyes were staring at the two old hens in Yang Xiaotao's yard.

Beside him, Xiao Dang also stared at him, full of longing, and felt even more in his heart, how wonderful it would be if he was born in that family.

The Yang family ate this meal until two o'clock in the afternoon, and two old uncles got drunk on the table, but Mr. Yang was so angry that he said that he would never leave the village again, it would be an embarrassment to the village.

Especially when my mother-in-law is here, I feel ashamed.

Yang Xiaotao found Liang Jianjun's coat and spread it on the car, and helped to help the two drunk old uncles into the car, and everyone said goodbye.

Before leaving, Grandpa Yang asked Yang Xiaotao to take good care of his wife, so many children are more concerned, so he sat in the car, and Yang Hui waved his whip and led the two cars away.

Back home, Yang Xiaotao will eat the rest of the food, take out some to share with Wang Dashan's family and Liu's family who are helping, and then clean up the house with Ran's mother and take care of the children.

In the rolling mill, Sha Zhu hurried to the rest area while everyone was busy, and saw Ma Hua waiting there.

Seeing Sha Zhu approaching, Ma Hua immediately stepped forward.

"master!"

"Well, here we come."

Silly Zhu didn't have much enthusiasm, just asked lightly, then glanced at Ma Hua's swollen chest, and cast his eyes.

Ma Hua immediately understood, "Here, Master."

He took out two big steamed buns from his arms and handed them to Sha Zhu.

Silly Zhu looked around to see if there was anyone around, immediately picked up one, stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite.

I have been eating corn buns for the past few days, and I can't stand it anymore.

"Why so late today?"

Sha Zhu broke off half of it and ate it, and kept the other half for dinner.

As for the other one, leave it to Yi Zhonghai.

Ma Hua doesn't mind the stupid attitude, after all, the master is like this.

"Hey, it's not that Liu Lan went to inquire about the news. I've been busy with her work until now."

Talking about Mahua's forehead, he took out a handful of peanuts from his pocket, "Master, I made this, you just eat it."

"You boy, take it out sooner."

As Silly Zhu said, he quickly stuffed it into his pocket.

"You still have filial piety, those few, hmph."

Silly Zhu said, since he came here to clean the toilet, none of the good friends in the back kitchen have come, except his apprentice and Liu Lan, they really don't have old hearts.

"Master, hurry up and eat. I have to go back to work. The new chef is very strict."

"What are you afraid of? My subordinates dare to be the head chef with that ability. Wait until I teach you how to compare him."

"Hey, good."

When Ma Hua heard that Sha Zhu taught him real skills, he was very happy.

Shazhu also felt guilty for this apprentice, and wanted to make up for it.

With steamed buns in his mouth, he ate half of the steamed buns, "By the way, what is Liu Lan asking about again?"

"It seems that Yang Xiaotao has a son, and everyone in the workshop is talking about it."

After Ma Hua finished speaking, he didn't notice that Sha Zhu's face became embarrassing.

cough cough cough

"Master, Master"

"It's okay, you go back first."

Silly Zhu struggled to swallow the steamed buns, talking displeasedly.

Ma Hua nodded and left quickly.

After Ma Hua left, Silly Cough coughed twice, feeling even more uncomfortable.

Yang Xiaotao has a son, but where is his wife?
Will there still be a son?

(End of this chapter)