The driver, Uncle Zhang, drove the donkey cart again to the entrance of the institute.
Li Donglai and Zhang Qingcui, together with Professor Liu Mingde and his proud disciple Yu Mo, moved the research materials to the donkey cart, and then waved goodbye to the comrades of the institute and Captain Wang.
"Drive... drive..."
The driver, Uncle Zhang, held his riding whip and pulled a bright sound in the air, and the donkey cart moved slowly along the rugged mountain road.
Li Donglai looked at the retreating scenery with a complicated mood.
After capturing Dr. Sun and Zhou Xiaohong from Jishitang, Captain Wang interrogated the two overnight.
Because there was a radio station to testify, the two knew they could not defend themselves, so they revealed everything.
As Li Donglai expected, they were not coming for Li Donglai and the new energy battery plan, but were directly targeting the research institute.
The reason why Professor Liu Mingde was chosen to start the project was simply because Professor Liu Mingde happened to accidentally drop the aluminum lunch box when he was preparing lunch that morning.
Dr. Sun and Zhou Xiaohong were both people who stayed before liberation. If they did something like this, the consequences could be imagined.
Because Wang Erdan was able to actively cooperate and made great contributions in subsequent actions, and because of Captain Wang's intercession, he was only given a light sentence for a few years.
And the reasons for the sentencing have not been announced to the public, so his mother and brothers will not be affected.
This result is quite satisfactory.
Huangshan was sent to the top because of his attempt to sabotage the operation. Even if he couldn't eat peanuts, he probably wouldn't be able to get out within ten years.
He just felt sorry for his old lady.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, Aunt Huang is not innocent.
The reason why she let Zhou Xiaohong live in her home and helped Zhou Xiaohong apply for a new identity certificate was not because she felt pity for Zhou Xiaohong.
But she wanted Zhou Xiaohong to be her daughter-in-law.
Only then would he fall into Zhou Xiaohong’s trap.
really.
As long as people are greedy, they may be deceived.
certainly.
In order to avoid extra trouble, these things were hidden from Professor Zhang Qingcui and Liu Mingde.
Professor Liu Mingde thought he really just had a cerebral hemorrhage and planned to work and exercise at the same time after returning to the capital.
"Comrade Zhang Qingcui, I heard that there is a gym in your laboratory, right?" Liu Mingde looked at Zhang Qingcui curiously on the swaying donkey cart and asked.
Zhang Qingcui's legs were hanging outside the car, swaying slightly, and she said proudly: "Of course, our Director Li pays attention to the health of the researchers and requires the researchers to exercise every day and have regular check-ups.
Body.
It can be said that our laboratory is not necessarily the largest, and the researchers in it are not necessarily the most capable, but they are definitely the strongest. If a researcher competition is held, the researchers in our laboratory will definitely be able to take the top three!
"
Researcher Competition...Hey, this can be done! Li Donglai silently kept Zhang Qingcui's idea in mind.
Professor Liu Mingde kept nodding: "Yes, after going through this incident, I discovered that a good body is the basis for scientific research. If the body is not good, no matter how smart the brain is, there will be no way to do anything for the country."
Make a contribution, and when I enter the laboratory, I must go to the gym and exercise well."
Yu Mo is a young man and is more interested in the gym. He pulled Zhang Qingcui along the way to ask about the details of the gym.
"There are a lot of exercise equipment in the gym in the laboratory of our steel rolling mill. Some of them were designed by Director Li himself, and some were borrowed from the Sports University. There are barbells, weights, presses..."
Yu Mo's eyes flashed with light.
When the train arrived in Beijing, Li Donglai did not go home first as usual. Instead, he took Professor Liu Mingde back to the laboratory and helped him go through the entry procedures. Then he held a laboratory meeting and formed a lead-acid battery development team, appointing Professor Liu Mingde as the team leader.
, Comrade Mo Shanfeng serves as the deputy team leader.
Both of them were very excited about this appointment.
Professor Liu Mingde stood up and said loudly: "Director Li, don't worry, if it weren't for you, my old bones would probably be left over there. I will definitely do my best to develop lead-acid batteries as soon as possible."
Mo Shanfeng also stood up and expressed his position: "Director, don't worry, I, Mo Shanfeng, will never embarrass you."
Mo Shanfeng knew very well that as an undergraduate, he was able to become the deputy leader of the research group in this laboratory with many professors because of Li Donglai's exceptional promotion.
Li Donglai has never shied away from admiring Mo Shanfeng. This young man from the countryside has a fighting spirit that these professors in the capital do not have.
and.
Mo Shanfeng is very young, only in his twenties. If he is trained properly, he will definitely become his right-hand man in the future.
Nowadays, the scale of the steel rolling mill laboratory is getting larger and larger, and more and more research projects are being carried out at the same time. In addition to keeping a close eye on a few key projects, Li Donglai has no time to take care of those secondary projects. He must have a capable person.
Help keep an eye on the side.
Because you don't know what tricks those researchers will come up with if there are sufficient funds.
For example, not long ago, a chemistry professor used the remaining chemical materials from the laboratory project to create a liquid bomb, and he also wanted to test the power of the liquid bomb in the laboratory.
Fortunately, when Zhang Qingcui was counting chemical materials, he discovered that the number of remaining materials was wrong and informed Li Donglai. This prevented the chemistry professor from turning the laboratory into ruins.
Of course, Li Donglai only criticized and educated the chemistry professor after the incident and told him not to touch these explosives in the future, but did not report the incident.
Because Li Donglai knew that only mad scientists could develop inventions that span the ages.
If everyone follows the same rules as elementary school students, then the steel rolling mill laboratory will have no choice but to follow the footsteps of foreign research institutes and eat scraps.
After arranging new projects and arranging the accommodation and meals for Professor Liu Mingde and Yu Mo, Li Donglai rode his bicycle to the courtyard.
Halfway down the road, he turned to the vegetable market and bought some pork tenderloin, an old hen, and a piece of pork kidney, as well as pea tips, leeks, coriander, green onions, ginger and tofu skin.
The reason why he bought so many vegetables was because when he left the institute, the fat chef gave him more than ten kilograms of dried cross-bridge rice noodles.
In his previous life, when Li Donglai was in college, he especially liked to eat the cross-bridge rice noodles at the school gate. A bowl cost five yuan and was sprinkled with chili. It tasted very satisfying.
In this era, because the domestic transportation industry is underdeveloped, it is almost difficult to see southern specialties in the north, and there is not a single restaurant in Beijing that sells cross-bridge rice noodles.
I brought back so much rice noodles this time, so I naturally want to gorge on them.
The quantity of each dish is not large, but there are many kinds. Together they fill a canvas bag full.
Li Donglai put the bag on the handlebars of the car and kicked back to the courtyard.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yan Bugui teaching Yan Jiecheng a lesson.
"Yan Jiecheng, what did you do? I heard from your aunt that you have been absent from work every three days. Don't you know that in order to let you enter the textile factory as a temporary worker, your aunt had the shame to ask for a job in the workshop?
lead."
"Dad, look at what you said. Although I didn't go to work in the workshop, I paid monthly living expenses. Do you need to be harsh on me?" Yan Jiecheng picked his teeth with a toothpick and said disapprovingly.
During this time, he teamed up with Bang Gang and Huang Yanling to do a few more jobs, selling the scrap cloth to the pigeon market and making a lot of money. Naturally, he couldn't afford the temporary salary of fifteen yuan a month.
Yan Bugui was not a fool, and he sensed something was wrong. He grabbed Yan Jiecheng's arm and asked, "Yan Jiecheng, have you done anything bad? I can tell you that your father is an old teacher. He has been doing his job honestly all his life and has never done anything like this."
Sneaky things. If you dare to do anything that ruins our Yan family's family tradition, I will kick you out of the Yan family!"
Yan Jiecheng snorted coldly and said: "Dad, you are honest, but look at what life is like in our family. When we eat in the morning, we can't even bear to eat food. We can only eat black cornstarch and drink stick noodle porridge. It's because our family is poor.
Qin Huairu doesn’t think she’s going to marry me.”
"You...you..." Yan Bugui didn't expect that Yan Jiecheng would dare to accuse him, and he was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick.
The third aunt stepped forward to persuade her: "Old man, you misunderstood. How could Jie Cheng do bad things in our family? The money was all Jie Cheng's favors for his friends and the labor remuneration given to him by his friends."
"You, you believe him so much?! What kind of friend would give him more than ten yuan?"
When Yan Jiecheng paid the money a while ago, he also explained the source of the money, but Yan Bugui didn't believe it.
"Believe it or not, I went back to the house to sleep." Yan Jiechen originally wanted to argue with Yan Bugui some more, but he turned around and saw Li Donglai walking in pushing a bicycle from outside. He felt a little scared and quickly turned around and ran away.
Entered the house.
"This child is so harmful that I can't control it..."
When Yan Bugui saw Li Donglai coming in, he quickly stepped forward and took Li Donglai's arm and said, "Donglai, you came back just in time. Please help me find a way to take good care of Yan Jiecheng."
"Third uncle, Yan Jiecheng is your son. This is your family matter. It's not easy for me, the first uncle of the courtyard, to get involved." Li Donglai chuckled.
Just kidding, he has already shown all his kindness to Yan Bugui, how could he get involved in the Yan family's mess.
Besides, Yan Jiecheng is not an employee of the steel rolling mill now, so he has no reason to teach Yan Jiecheng a lesson.
Yan Bugui was just anxious for a moment, but now he also reacted, smiled awkwardly at Li Donglai, and stopped mentioning Yan Jiecheng's matter.
His eyes fell on the dried rice noodles on the back seat of the car, and his eyes widened suddenly: "Donglai, what is this? It is similar to sweet potato flour, but it is much whiter than sweet potato flour."
In the north, every autumn, during the sweet potato harvest season, commune members not only store some of the sweet potatoes in sweet potato cellars, but also process the sweet potatoes to make vermicelli.
Authentic sweet potato noodles are mixed with pork, plus sauerkraut, and it becomes a famous Northeastern dish - sweet potato stewed vermicelli.
Sweet potato starch is darker in color, usually dark brown, and is two completely different foods from rice noodles.
Li Donglai smiled and explained: "These are rice noodles brought back from the south. They are made of rice. People there usually eat them in the morning."
"Hey... hey... made of rice, it must be delicious." Yan Bugui rubbed his hands and stared at the rice noodles and smiled for a long time. Seeing that Li Donglai didn't respond, he suddenly turned his eyes, turned around and ran to the eaves, took out
Two small cat fish were hung on the handlebars of Li Donglai's car.
"Master, when I went to sell food stamps yesterday, I passed by the small ditch on the left side of Zuojiagou. The crucian carp I caught in it was not from the ditch in the capital. It was clean!"
Yan Bugui likes to go fishing by the ditches in the alleys of Beijing on weekdays. Think about it, there is a lack of sewage equipment in Beijing in this era, and residents usually empty their toilets directly into the ditches.
The fish in the ditch have grown up eating filth, and generally those who are more particular will not catch the fish there.
but.
Yan Bugui likes it very much. The reason is very simple. There are many people fishing next to Haizi. If you don't order good bait, you won't be able to catch fish at all.
In addition, the fish there have also learned the trick, often eating the bait, spitting out the hooks, and then running away.
As there are very few people fishing in the canals, and the fish there have not yet experienced the sinister nature of people, they can often catch several fish with just a little bait.
For Yan Bugui, as long as it is fish, it has the same taste, no matter what it grew up on.
Li Dong came to see Yan Bugui, and of course he understood his little thoughts.
"Ouch, third uncle, I'm really sorry for taking your fish."
"What's the point of being embarrassed? You've helped our family so much, just think of it as my thanks to you." Yanbu Gui saw that Li Donglai didn't mention anything about the return gift, and could only look at the rice noodles eagerly.
Li Donglai pretended not to notice, patted Yan Bugui on the shoulder to express his gratitude, then pushed his bicycle and wanted to leave.
At this time, Yan Bugui finally couldn't help it anymore, and quickly caught up with Li Donglai, blocking Li Donglai's path, and said with a blushing face: "Brother Donglai, you brought so much rice noodles, can you give me some so that I can have a taste of it?"
, you know, I have lived in the capital all my life, and I may never have the chance to eat rice noodles in the future."
"Have you told me earlier? It's such a big deal."
Li Donglai was not the kind of stingy person. He took out more than a pound of rice noodles from the back seat and handed it to Yan Bugui.
"Third uncle, rice noodles are made of rice and are difficult to cook. After you get home, you have to soak them in hot water for two hours and then cook them in the pot for half an hour before they can be taken out of the pot."
The rice noodles of this era were all made from earthwork, not the instant rice noodles of later generations, and were difficult to cook. Li Donglai only became aware of this when he learned how to make bridge rice noodles from the fat chef.
"I know, I'm in my forties or fifties, can I still eat raw food?" Yan Bugui hugged the rice noodles, his face lit up with joy, and he ran all the way back to the house.
After a while, a voice sounded in the house: "Old lady, I got something good today, light a fire and boil some water!"
....
Li Donglai had already returned home at this time.
Ding Qiunan had just come back from get off work and helped Wei Dong and Wei Guo with their homework. He was about to prepare the method when he saw Li Donglai suddenly appear at the door and the sieve in his hand fell to the ground.
She rubbed her eyes, and when she saw clearly that it was indeed Li Donglai, she rushed up quickly and hugged Li Donglai tightly.
"Brother Donglai, you are back!"
Tears fell down his smooth cheeks.
Li Donglai also left the capital several times, but Ding Qiunan always stayed with him.
This time Li Donglai was not around for more than ten days, and Ding Qiunan missed him every day.
The two little guys, Wei Dong and Wei Guo, were now sensible. Seeing their appearance, they clapped their hands and said with a smile: "Shame, Mom and Dad, are you ashamed..."
