Break out of the courtyard

That night, Zhang Heping finally finished drawing the relevant drawings of the electromagnetic pulse bomb.

Mr. Hua and Mr. Li looked at the thick documents on the desk and Zhang Heping who kept shaking his right hand, and couldn't help but smile at each other.

"Heping, the midnight snack is ready. Let's go next door for a drink!" Mr. Hua took Zhang Heping's left arm and took him to the next office without giving him a chance to refuse.

Just after Zhang Heping left, Mr. Li brought a team of armed guards and personally sent away the hand-drawn materials of Zhang Heping. He did not come back the next day.

The equipment blueprint of the air defense system drawn on December 12st did not have as high a confidentiality level as the electromagnetic pulse bomb.

Although the confidentiality level is lower, this air defense system is not just a simple artillery battery.

In addition to the most basic ground radar, radio reconnaissance, air observation and other identification systems, there are also electronic countermeasure reconnaissance equipment, electronic jamming equipment, electronic destruction weapons, and close-in rapid-fire guns.

"Most of the parts for this air defense system were made by domestic factories. I marked the factory names and phone numbers on the equipment diagram." Zhang Heping put down his pen, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then smiled at Mr. Hua:

"Mr. Hua, after you make the bullets for the close-range rapid-fire cannon, can you sell me some? This thing consumes a lot of bullets."

"What are you selling?" Mr. Hua stood beside his desk and said solemnly, "Once this air defense system is successfully tested, we will prioritize deploying defenses around Hong Kong Island. We will never let your air defense system have a chance to fire a single bullet!"

"Okay!" Zhang Heping said with a smile, "Then I'll keep that air defense system as a decoration!"

After saying this, the old man and the young man left the office.

When they parted, Mr. Hua comforted him, "Don't worry! The Magnesium Country doesn't dare to break up with us now!"

Zhang Heping thought of the honeymoon period between China and Magnesium in the previous life. If it weren't for the North Soviet Union's failure, the Magnesium guy wouldn't be able to get hard, so he nodded and prepared to say goodbye and leave.

"That's right!" Elder Hua held Zhang Heping's arm and whispered, "Our submarine's first long-distance training has ended. Someone suggested sending a submarine to Antarctica. What do you think?"

Zhang Heping smiled and said, "I still think there is no need to rush to test the explosion. We don't need to reveal our trump cards. What's more, I wrote the information in such detail that Mr. Qian and the others will know it is true at a glance."

"It's not that I suspect there's something wrong with your information..." Mr. Hua smiled awkwardly.

Zhang Heping guessed that Mr. Hua and the others wanted to use the electromagnetic pulse bomb underground in Renheyi Community for a test explosion, so he kept asking him.

Or maybe they thought Zhang Heping was too young and were worried that the electromagnetic pulse bomb would not be safe if it was placed in Zhang Heping's hands!

It was fine since they didn't know about the power of the electromagnetic pulse bomb before, but now that they know its destructive radius is as high as 1000 kilometers, they are no longer calm.

But Zhang Heping didn't want to give it, mainly because he didn't have time to make another one. That thing was not a plastic toy, and it would take a long time just to collect the uranium compounds.

However, there is not much point in Zhang Heping keeping the electromagnetic pulse bomb, unless he dares to take it out and test it, so as to make the magnesium guys feel threatened.

Then, he had to return to his country with his wife and children to avoid spies from various countries!

...

The next day was New Year’s Day, 1987.

Zhang Heping ran around the lake and came back. When he was about to eat the noodles his mother prepared, Biaozi came over.

"Uncle, aunt, Brother Heping!" Biaozi took out a cigarette and said with a smile: "I came to find Brother Yongli!"

Lao Zhang took a cigarette and asked politely, "Did Biaozi have breakfast? If not, sit down and eat something. Yongli hasn't gotten up yet."

Biaozi lit up his lighter, lit a cigarette for Zhang Bing, and said with a smile, "Uncle, no need to bother! Brother Yongli and I are going out to eat, and I'll have to trouble him to help me install the computer later, haha!"

Zhang Heping took the two boiled eggs handed to him by his mother and asked casually, "Biaozi, I heard that you opened an Internet cafe. Where is it located? How many computers are there?"

Biaozi quickly replied: "I bought a yard in Nanguanfang Hutong and got 20 computers to try it out."

"There's an Internet cafe here. Are you going to the South?" While Zhang Heping was talking, he had already peeled the eggs and put them into his bowl.

Biaozi nodded and said, "I'll go after the New Year. I'll leave the Internet cafe to my parents and wife."

"Hmm!" Zhang Heping glanced at his cousin Ma Yongli who was coming down from upstairs, and said casually: "There are many opportunities to make money in the south, don't miss it!"

"I'll listen to Brother Heping!" Biaozi responded gratefully, took Ma Yongli, who had gone downstairs to say hello, and said goodbye.

Zhang Heping had nothing to do today, so he took his two wives, four children and bodyguards to Beihai Park in the south to skate.

Because it was Thursday and the students had not yet had their holiday, the ice rink seemed much emptier in the morning, and the group played until 11 o'clock before going back.

"Heping is back!" Aunt Liu Ting greeted with a smile.

"Aunt, uncle, what time did you come this morning?" Zhang Heping looked at the people in the yard and the four baskets of mountain products. Without waiting for their answer, he called his busy mother Ma Xiuzhen, "Mom, don't bother. It took a lot of effort for my uncle and his family to come over. Let's have lunch at noon."

As he spoke, Zhang Heping looked at his mother-in-law Xu Jiefeng, who was helping to pick vegetables, and said with a smile, "Dad is going to a meeting again?"

"That's right!" Xu Jiefeng said with some resentment: "They have meetings every day, but they haven't made any progress."

Ma Xiuzhen thought about her family and compromised immediately. "Heping, what are we going to eat for lunch?"

"Let's have mutton hotpot!" Zhang Heping said with a smile, "It's warming!"

"Okay! There's one on Gulou West Street behind. Go and reserve a table." Ma Xiuzhen counted with her fingers, "Your third uncle and his friends are taking a shower upstairs right now. With so many people, I'm afraid we'll need to reserve four tables."

"Let's book 5 tables!" Zhang Heping said with a smile, "My eldest cousin is already there, why don't you invite Aunt Zhou and the others?"

As soon as my third uncle and his family arrived, they were sent upstairs by my mother Ma Xiuzhen to take a shower, probably because they had fleas on their bodies. So Zhang Heping decided to book an extra table.

When Zhang Heping rode his 6-inch bicycle to the hot pot restaurant his mother Ma Xiuzhen mentioned, he saw that there were only six tables inside and no customers, so he had the idea of ​​booking the whole place.

"Is anyone there? Is this a state-owned restaurant or a private store?" After Zhang Heping entered the store, he looked around the environment. It was not very good, but it was not dirty either. It was just that the tables, chairs and benches were a bit old and messy.

"Dad, there are guests coming!" A little girl poked her head out and shouted to the back.

Hearing the girl shout like that, Zhang Heping was sure that this store was an individual store.

A middle-aged man wearing a white chef's hat came out, wiped his hands on his white apron, and asked politely with a smile: "Hello, comrade! Would you like to eat?"

"Can I take a look at your kitchen first?" Zhang Heping thought. If the kitchen is clean, he will stay here.

The middle-aged man who seemed to be the boss must have seen the world. Seeing that Zhang Heping's blue down jacket was not cheap, he put away his smile and nodded, "This way, please!"

The corridor was a little dark, but fortunately the walls were painted white, so there were no mold spots.

Zhang Heping looked around the kitchen door. The conditions were so-so. The vegetables and meat were placed on two square tables. There was a separate sink and faucet, instead of the kind that needed to be wiped and washed in a large basin.

Looking at the large, shiny antimony pot on the stove and the wafting aroma of bone soup, Zhang Heping made a decision.

"Do you charge 6 yuan?" Zhang Heping took out his wallet and randomly pulled out a -yuan bill. "I want to book tables. The dishes you have are not enough!"

The middle-aged man said with some difficulty: "Comrade, I can't make change for your money!"

"The extra amount is a tip!" Zhang Heping handed over the money. Seeing that the other party was embarrassed to accept it, he gave the money to the girl with twin ponytails next to him. "I'll bring someone over later. You guys prepare the food first. Remember to clean up!"

After he finished speaking, Zhang Heping had already walked to the door, leaving the father and daughter staring at each other, then he got on his bike and left.

"Dad, could this money be fake?" The little girl held the magnesium bill under the light to examine it in disbelief.

"Whether it's fake or not, I'll find out after I take it to Donglaishun." The middle-aged man untied his apron and took off his hat. "Yingzi, put the pots and bowls and dishes on the table first. I'll be out for a while."

As he said this, the middle-aged man took the magnesium bill and pushed a bicycle out the door.

这年月，100镁元按照官方兑换汇率只能换345块2毛8分，但在黑市上能换400多块。

If you use it in a state-owned restaurant, at the same price, you don't need to give grain and oil coupons, because this is considered foreign exchange earning.

So, when Zhang Heping and his family came to eat mutton hotpot, the owner of the hotpot restaurant had already bought the meat and vegetables from Donglaishun.

"Heping, my third uncle wishes you a happy birthday! May you be prosperous!" Ma Zhibo picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

Zhang Heping sat next to his mother Ma Xiuzhen. Opposite him on the left were his eldest uncle Ma Zhiyi and his father Zhang Bing. Opposite him were his third uncle Ma Zhibo and his cousin Ma Yonghu. To his right were his eldest uncle's brothers Ma Yongsheng and Ma Yongli.

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"Third uncle, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Heping picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Then he turned the empty glass upside down on the table to indicate that he didn't want to drink anymore.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment, but fortunately Zhang Heping knocked over the glass because he was drunk.

Ma Yongli, who had worked in Zhangbei's company for more than half a year, hurriedly picked up the bottle and poured wine for Ma Zhibo, "Third Uncle, Brother Heping doesn't usually drink, I'll drink with you later!"

"Heping has to perform surgery on someone, so in order to keep his hands from shaking when holding the scalpel, he usually doesn't drink." Ma Xiuzhen chimed in, "Old Three, if you guys come here today for anything, just tell me directly."

Seeing that Ma Zhibo was a little embarrassed, Lao Zhang smiled and invited him and Ma Zhiyi to have a drink.

"Eat the vegetables first. Drinking on an empty stomach will hurt your stomach!" Zhang Heping called out, then picked up the mutton and put it into the pot.

After eating the meat and eating three rounds of wine, Ma Yonghu, my third uncle's cousin, finally couldn't hold it anymore.

Ma Yonghu toasted Zhang Heping with a glass of wine and then went straight to the point and asked, "Brother Heping, do you think I can come to the capital to work?"

"Heping Automobile Experience Store is short of drivers, but there is no technical requirement there!" Zhang Heping put down his chopsticks and waved his right hand downward, motioning Ma Yonghu, who looked happy, to sit down.

Then, Zhang Heping pointed at Ma Yongli next to him and said, "Yongli has learned how to use computers now. He can open an Internet cafe or a computer training class in the future. At worst, he can go back to his hometown school and become a computer teacher."

"What about you? What do you want to do in the capital?"

"I..." Ma Yonghu looked at Ma Yongli who was smiling. He didn't know what to say for a moment. His mind was blank.

"It's okay. Go to work at the Heping Auto Experience Store first. After you learn to drive, you can slowly think about the future." Zhang Heping did not have the time to arrange the other party's life. He had previously suggested that they go to the south.

Ma Yonghu stood up excitedly again, "Thank you, Brother Heping! I'll toast you another glass!"

Zhang Heping picked up the soup bowl, stood up and clinked it with the other person, "Don't drink and drive, don't drive after drinking, you'd better remember this!"

After Zhang Heping sat down, his third uncle Ma Zhibo next to him realized that his son's job in the capital had been secured in just a few words.

Ma Zhibo quickly filled his glass with wine, "Heping, thank you! Third uncle toasts you another glass!"

This is not the end of the story!

Uncle Ma Zhiyi also spoke up, but not on behalf of his son Ma Yongsheng, but on behalf of his wife's relatives from the Liu family.

Zhang Heping raised his chin expressionlessly towards Old Zhang and said calmly, "Uncle, I don't help everyone. I didn't help any of Old Zhang's relatives."

In terms of closeness, Zhang's relatives are much closer than Ma Zhiyi and his friends, and they are at least related by blood to Zhang Heping.

With such a comparison, Ma Zhiyi was speechless.

Zhang Heping picked up the soup bowl and clinked it with Ma Yongsheng who looked envious. "I plan to build a Chinese medicine factory in Baoding. If you want to go, I'll call you after the factory is built. However, if Baoding doesn't have policy support, the factory construction will be delayed."

“This…” Third uncle Ma Zhibo was stunned for a moment. He wanted to change his mind and ask his son Ma Yonghu to go as well, but the pharmaceutical factory had not been built yet.

The key is that his second son Ma Yonghu may not be willing to go!

Ma Zhiyi, who originally felt a little embarrassed, took a look at his son Ma Yongsheng, who had a happy face, and sighed inwardly.

As for his wife's relatives, the woman had just heard it. If Zhang Heping was unwilling to help, there was nothing he could do.

We can only wait until the Chinese medicine factory is built and then see if there is any way to arrange for people to go in.

After dinner, everyone walked slowly towards Houhai.

When they were near the door of their home, Lao Zhang called Zhang Heping to the edge of the lake. When there was no one else around, Lao Zhang looked at the ice and said, "Your uncle passed away last year, and Cuishan didn't go back. If you see him in the south..."

Zhang Heping patted his father Zhang Bing on the shoulder and said calmly, "You didn't even go back to attend your father's funeral when he died. Haven't you seen through me yet?"

"I guess his grandson Zhang Xin didn't go back either..."

Zhang Heping turned away indifferently, leaving Old Zhang sighing there.

In the evening, after Zhang Bei, Zhang Nan, Zhang Nian and others came back, the Zhang family had dinner at the Capital Hotel.

Zhang Heping asked his uncle and his family to stay at the Capital Hotel because they had plenty of private rooms.

Ma Xiuzhen saw through her son's little trick, but she didn't expose him.

She was not afraid of fleas, but she was afraid that fleas would be transmitted to her daughter-in-law and grandchildren. It would be troublesome if they caused rifts between them.

After dinner, the family took a walk back to their home in Houhai. The four girls, Zhang Nan, Zhang Nian, Chang Wen and Zhang Ting, took out the birthday gifts they had prepared, including woolen hats, scarves, sweaters and woolen pants!

Wearing a black hat and a red scarf, Zhang Heping looked at his fourth daughter Zhang Feng, shook her sweater and trousers, and said with a smile, "No gloves!"

Zhang Feng said embarrassedly: "I, I only made one glove, and the other one is still halfway done."

"Dad! This is my gift!" The youngest daughter Zhang Nuo handed a painting to Zhang Heping.

"Dad, I've sent the birthday card to your email!" Zhang Bei said, and ran to the company.

"Brat!" Zhang Heping shook his head helplessly.

After receiving the gifts from others, Zhang Heping returned to his bedroom, took out his laptop, and looked at the greeting card his eldest son Zhang Bei had sent him...