Siheyuan: He Yuzhu is a man who dotes on his sister!

Zhang Yuanyang and Bai Xiaoshuang saw Yi Zhonghai's nonchalant look and were a little angry. The other comrades were on high alert and took the situation seriously.

"Master Yi, if you feel tired, you can take a break. Working here is not like working in an ordinary workshop. If any step is wrong or does not conform to the data, all your efforts will be in vain, do you know?" Although Bai Xiaoshuang was angry, she did not say anything particularly harsh when she saw that Yi Zhonghai was the same age as her father.

"Little girl, I'm not tired, it's just that making this part is too simple!" Yi Zhonghai said this, which made Bai Xiaoshuang feel unhappy.

"Simple, haha!"

"Master Yi, you must treat this workshop with 200% spirit. This is not a joke!" No matter how good-tempered Bai Xiaoshuang is, he will not allow the other party to slack off.

Bai Xiaoshuang and Zhang Yuanyang both attach great importance to technology and these rough parts. If they don't pay attention to the ten rough parts, almost all of them will not meet the requirements and will be wasted. There must be no negligence.

Otherwise it would be irresponsible to the leaders and the country.

No one in the first workshop dared to speak to Yi Zhonghai like that, including the burly workshop director.

Being confronted by Bai Xiaoshuang like this, and with Wang Laoba right next to him, Yi Zhonghai felt very embarrassed.

"Girl, I've worked in the steel mill for a long time and never made a mistake. What's wrong with panicking for a moment?"

“Is it necessary to be angry?”

Yi Zhonghai's tone became heavier, venting his dissatisfaction with Bai Xiaoshuang's tone.

Zhang Yuanyang, who was far away, came over with documents, took the part from Yi Zhonghai, measured it with a steel ruler, pushed his glasses and said with a smile: "Master Yi, your part is not up to standard, you need to remove three to five millimeters, please continue."

Yi Zhonghai was immediately embarrassed, and snatched it from Zhang Yuanyang, saying, "That's impossible. How could that be? I did it according to the blueprint."

"What's impossible? After a few months in jail, must you have mastered the technology? If not, go back to the first workshop and stop taking up space here!" Everyone turned and looked at the door, only to see He Yuzhu carrying the popsicles he had just bought. He handed the first one to Qin Jingru and then put them on a table.

"I'm telling you, Yi Zhonghai, only the most capable will be in office. Don't just stand there and do nothing, blaming the earth for having no gravity. Zhang Yuanyang and Bai Xiaoshuang, the two experts, say you're wrong, so you're wrong. Follow the blueprint carefully and do it."

He Yuzhu, with his hands behind his back, did look like a workshop director. He turned around and looked at his colleagues who were busy working, and said, "Remind him, and also remind you. If you don't do your job well, Zhang Yuanyang and Bai Xiaoshuang, just tell me, and I have the right to stop you from working here."

Regardless of whether they were experts or skilled workers in the workshop, the senior leader instructed He Yuzhu to ensure that all of them had three meals a day, especially at noon, which required three dishes and one soup. This kind of meal specification was very common in the 21st century, but it was the 1960s.

A little meat in the big pot is perfectly fine, not to mention two meats, one vegetable and one soup, which is comparable to the Chinese New Year.

Twenty-five cents were added to their original salary, not to mention that He Yuzhu cooked a special meal for them, so their lunch was better than what many families had during the Chinese New Year.

Everyone lined up to get a popsicle, ate it and continued to work seriously. Only Yi Zhonghai stood there in a daze. He himself didn't know how many years he had been criticized for his work.

If he doesn't do it, he will be sorry for Director Li who found someone to reduce his sentence.

Bear with it.

Yi Zhonghai is not a very good person, but he has very good locksmith skills. He modified the parts in just a few minutes and asked Zhang Yuanyang to check them.

"Thank you, Deputy Director He."

"It's okay. If you have any trouble, just tell me. I'm leaving now."

He Yuzhu had nothing to do in the special workshop since Zhang Yuanyang and Bai Xiaoshuang were watching him.

"Jingru, do a good job."

Qin Jingru wiped the sweat off her forehead and said, "Okay, Brother Zhuzi." Originally, her welding skills were not as good as others, but who could blame Qin Jingru for having connections?

In the courtyard, Xu Damao, who had been hospitalized for several days, and Yu Haitang were driven back to the courtyard by Director Li. Their parents spent a large amount of money to buy wheelchairs, pushed them to the backyard, and sent their mothers to take care of them.

Xu's mother and Yu's mother are both nagging and never listen.

Xu Damao and Yu Haitang looked at each other, feeling a little scared about the next few months of recovery.

In the evening, He Yuzhu took out the TV and plugged it in. Since no one was making trouble, He Yuzhu was willing to let everyone watch TV.

In the backyard, Xu's mother and Yu's mother, especially Yu's mother, saw Yu Li standing in the crowd and saw several people from the Yan family. They felt ashamed and left in a hurry.

He Yuzhu was watching a movie while resting her head on Yu Shui's legs. He Yuzhu held the flashlight high while Yu Shui was cleaning her brother's ears seriously.

The movie reached its climax and everyone was obviously excited. As they were watching, the TV suddenly went dark and the courtyard was plunged into darkness. Everyone knew that there was a power outage and it had been more than ten days since the last blackout.

"Since there is a power cut, everyone should go back and rest."

Everyone couldn't bear to watch it anymore and had to go back to sleep. The brother and sister, one holding a flashlight, and the other moved the TV and the table.

Just a few minutes after moving in, there was lightning, thunder and heavy rain outside. He Yuzhu and He Yushui immediately covered the motorcycle with a transparent plastic sheet.

"No wonder it was windy at night!" Yu Shui looked at the yard with a flashlight, and the ground was covered with rain.

"It's just right. There's a power cut and it's raining. It's also two yuan at night."

"Yushui, someone asked me to come to your house to make Cantonese breakfast tomorrow morning. I'll bring you some." It was raining heavily and windy, so it was unlikely that the power lines would be unbroken somewhere.

It's already July, and He Yuzhu has gotten used to the power cuts and rain.

"Really, brother. Ever since the last time you gave me breakfast, I almost forgot what it tastes like." Yu Shui also wanted to eat it, but she had seen her brother make it once and it was quite troublesome, so she held back.

Since someone asked her brother to come over and cook it this time, He Yushui naturally would not miss this delicious breakfast.

He Yuzhu pinched Yu Shui's little face and said, "Sister, if you just tell me, will I not do it for you? It's too formal."

Yu Shui rubbed his face and said, "I think Cantonese breakfast is too troublesome, but this time, someone paid you to make it, so I'll just take advantage of it and won't eat too much."

He Yuzhu tried hard not to laugh. The last time, he had two baskets of shrimp dumplings, and Yu Shui wasn’t even full.

It was six o'clock in the morning and it was still raining outside, but it was a little lighter. He Yuzhu put on his clothes and opened the door. He saw Yu Ma pushing a wheelchair with Yu Haitang sitting on it, seemingly preparing to leave the courtyard.

He Yuzhu just couldn't understand. If someone got divorced in the 1960s, did that mean it was definitely the woman's fault? He didn't understand and he was too lazy to try to understand.

Never mind her.

Wearing a raincoat, he rode a motorcycle to Li Zixuan's courtyard and knocked on the door. Li Zixuan opened the door. He Yuzhu's eyes widened, and her black underwear was faintly visible.