The ups and downs of life in the Siheyuan

The hall was filled with excitement, and Li Yuan sat alone in the small conference room, deep in thought.

Ten minutes later, Li Yuan was pulled out of the hall by Huang Yan and joined the sea of ​​joy.

When he got off work, Senior Brother Gong quietly entered the small conference room.

"I think you seem to have something on your mind." The other party didn't beat around the bush and got straight to the point.

Li Yuan smiled, knowing that his emotions affected everyone.

"I'm sorry, I was affected by some other news and didn't correct my mentality."

"Is it serious?"

"do not know".

"Can you tell me more specifically?"

Li Yuan thought about it, he would face it in the future anyway, and now that one more person understands it, he can think of countermeasures earlier.

“After the last commendation meeting, I met Principal Jiang and he reminded me to keep a low profile in the coming days.

Combined with the ongoing criticism in the turbulent literary and artistic circles, I am a little unsure whether it will cause big changes."

"That's a matter of the literary and art world, what does it have to do with us?"

"I specifically checked the newspapers. At the beginning of the year, the Chinese Dramatists Association held a 'Spring Festival Gala' at the CPPCC Auditorium, attended by more than 2000 drama workers from Beijing and other places.

Afterwards, some people were dissatisfied with the performance and wrote to express their opinions.

This was heavily criticized in the newspapers, and at that time it was only directed at the Dramatists' Guild.

Later, it quickly developed into targeting the entire literary and art world.

The mainstream voice of criticism is that the Ministry of Culture does not care about culture. There are many things related to feudalism, emperors, generals, and talented scholars and beauties, but the Ministry of Culture does not care at all.

It is recommended that you check it carefully and make serious corrections. If it does not change, then change its name to the 'Department of Emperors, Generals and Prime Ministers', 'Department of Talented Scholars and Beauties', or 'Department of Dead Foreigners'.

This shows that this trend is spreading very quickly."

"Yes, this is not limited to the literary and art world!"

“Recent discussions on revisionism have become increasingly heated, and the rumors are wrong.

I feel that there will be big problems in the future, especially those of us who work in science and technology, and we may all be affected."

"Director, I think you are a little bit pessimistic."

Li Yuan thought about it, given the current situation, it is indeed difficult for ordinary people to believe the turmoil in the future.

"Well, I wish I'd thought more about it."

Senior Brother Gong left with confusion and returned to his research and development position.

Li Yuan sat on the stool and kept thinking.

If this place was attacked or closed, he would have to think about how to preserve these achievements.

Especially these equipment and materials, he must leave a backup in the system space, leaving enough materials for secret research and development in the next ten years.

These current equipment are too large, so he must start designing small photolithography machines, etching machines, and packaging and testing equipment.

Then, even if he is under the influence, he will be able to carry out his work secretly.

There was space to store the equipment, but where would the power come from, he couldn't possibly place a diesel generator.

By then, if the exhaust gas destroyed the space, he would have no place to cry.

The only thing that can be done is to develop batteries, and they must be batteries with high energy density.

In this way, you can secretly store electricity after the battery is out of power.

Thinking of this, his head was a bit big, which added another burden to himself.

It is now October 1964, less than two years after the wind began.

During this period, he must be ready for everything.

Then he will not have to worry about food and drink, and he has the strength to protect his family.

After thinking about this, Li Yuan packed his things and went home from get off work.

Because there were no elderly people to help take care of the children, the grain station took into account Yang Ting's practical difficulties and allowed her to resign.

Now she has become a standard housewife.

Just as Li Yuangang parked his bicycle, he saw the door being pushed open.

A beautiful young woman appeared in front of him and said, "I'm back. Come in and wash your hands. We'll have dinner soon."

He first ran to see little Lele in the crib, watching her sleeping soundly.

Xiao Hua nestled next to Xiao Lele's head and had become her protector.

After washing her hands, she changed out of her coat and hugged Yang Ting from behind who was serving the dishes.

She pretended to twist her body and said coquettishly: "Let me go quickly, be careful not to be seen by others."

"See what's going on. We are a legal couple and we are in our own home. Who dares to say no?"

After saying that, he kissed her little face and let her go in case she was embarrassed.

This was his ploy. Yang Ting gave up her job for the sake of this family, and now she is feeling anxious.

He knew why. These intimate actions every day would give her confidence and help cure her anxiety.

During the meal, he talked about some things that happened in the unit today, focusing on the "little cutie".

"I heard it on the radio today, and the whole courtyard was so happy just now."

"From now on, we will no longer be afraid of the threat of imperialism. The days will be better and better in the future," Li Yuanqian said pleasantly.

Today's conversation with Senior Brother Gong made him understand that everyone is still very optimistic.

In this case, there is no need for him to talk about this anymore to avoid worrying everyone.

"Today, someone introduced a partner to Qin Huairu, but the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law kicked her out. But Matchmaker Wang was very angry."

"If this is the case, Aunt Jia should be chasing people away. Why should Qin Huairu chase her away together?"

"Hehe, I heard from the second aunt in the hospital today that Qin Huairu was transferred to the logistics department, and life at home is much easier.

The complexion looks more radiant than ever, as if it has been moisturized by a man! "

After being married for so long, the little girl is still a little shy when she says this.

At the same time, I also lamented that no matter how old you are, once you are unemployed, you will definitely become gossipy.

"Ordinarily, people in the courtyard wouldn't dare to be so blatant!" Li Yuan thought of Yi Zhonghai.

"Auntie said that the person in charge of logistics is a deputy factory director named Li."

She looked at Li Yuan, covered her mouth and laughed.

"How dare you make fun of me as a husband? It depends on how my family handles you."

After a while, they sat down at the dinner table again.

"It's all because of you that the food is cold," he said, getting up and going to the kitchen to heat up the food.

While eating, Yang Ting activated the breakpoint reconnection function.

"I heard that the deputy director named Li was very lecherous and had an affair with a female worker in the cafeteria."

"It sounds messy enough. Okay, let's not care about their troubles. I'm a little hungry and need to eat quickly."

At midnight, the two slowly stopped.

The post-event chat mode was turned on again.

"Li Yuan, I stay at home every day and I feel so panicked. I'm afraid that I'll get older and you won't like me anymore."

"How could it be? Look at you now, you are younger and more beautiful than before you got married.

Moreover, scientists have shown that, under normal circumstances, men cannot outlive women.

Therefore, we men age faster, and if we are worried, I am worried too.”

"Then what if you don't like me?"

"Nothing unexpected!"

. . . . . .

The next day, after eating the love breakfast, Li Yuan kissed Yang Ting and left the compound happily while Yang Ting complained.

At this time, Yang Ting had a sweet look on her face, as if she had forgotten the worries of last night.

After cleaning up the house, Yang Ting came to the flower bed in the front yard at around 9 a.m. There were already seven or eight women here carrying small benches to bask in the sun.

"Hey, Xiao Yang is here, let me see Xiao Lele." It was the third aunt who spoke.