Chapter 342 An unexpected person came to the machinery factory
After staying at the master's house until two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yu said goodbye to the master, his wife and his family, and rode his bicycle back to the courtyard.
I drank a lot with the master at noon and didn't take any rest. My head feels a little heavy now.
He returned to the bedroom, covered himself with a quilt and fell asleep.
When I woke up and took a look at my watch, I found that it was not just five-thirty but ten minutes behind.
He sat up, rubbed his cheeks, put on his shoes and left the bedroom.
Seeing my mother-in-law and Lao Wang chatting, Mengyi was watching the children playing in the courtyard.
Lao Wang noticed that Zhang Yu was getting up.
"Wake up, come on, have a drink of water."
"This water has just been poured for a while, and it's just the right temperature to drink."
Zhang Yu walked over, took the water glass, and drank it down.
"Mom, hasn't my father come back yet?"
"No, I guess it will be soon."
Zhang Ma calculated the time and said.
"Mom, where's my dad? Why haven't I seen him?"
Zhang Yu didn't see Lao Yuan when he came out.
"Your dad is back home. Some people went to pay New Year's greetings today. Your dad went back to greet people."
"Is your master in good health?"
Zhang Yu nodded.
"Well, it's pretty good. It tastes good when you eat it, and your body feels great."
"I'm just complaining to me that I've been busy for most of my life and feel uncomfortable when I'm free."
Lao Wang understands Master Ma quite well. After all, people of his generation came from that era of gunfire.
To be able to have a job and make a living, you have to work hard, and over time you get used to a certain kind of life.
If you suddenly change your lifestyle, you will definitely be uncomfortable.
"I understand, Lao Ma has been a restless person since he was young."
"I'm sure I won't be used to retirement for a while."
Speaking of which, Lao Wang is approaching retirement age.
There is still one year left, and then I will step down from the position of director.
However, Lao Wang has a bright mind. He has been busy for most of his life, and it is time to enjoy life.
After Meng Guo and Meng Xue came back, they made arrangements for them, and when Lao Yuan retired, Lao Wang took him out for a trip to see the beautiful rivers and mountains.
"Well, mom is right, master will get used to it as time goes by."
Zhang Yu put down the cup in his hand, turned around and went to the kitchen to start working on dinner.
Mengyi told Huzi to look at his younger brothers and sisters and come to the kitchen to help Zhang Yu.
While Zhang Yu and Mengyi were busy with dinner, their father and elder brother came back pushing the cart.
It seemed that the two of them were very cold all the way, so Zhang Ma quickly poured a cup of hot water for them.
The children were tired of playing now, so Zhang Yu called Huzi and Goudan to come over and serve food.
What Zhang Yu cooked tonight were all stir-fried dishes, mainly because he didn't have enough time and couldn't cook too complicated dishes.
Fortunately, there is no need to pick a fight, after all, Zhang Yu's cook is here.
Lao Yuan happened to come back at this time, and Zhang Yu opened a bottle of liquor for each of the two old men.
Zhang Yu asked his eldest brother, who said he didn't want to drink tonight.
Zhang Yu stopped trying to persuade him.
"Xiaoyu, is Lao Ma in good health?"
Lao Yuan asked Zhang Yu.
"Everything is fine. I just told my mother that my master is not used to it now that he is free."
"Haha, you know that Lao Ma is a restless person."
"Someday, another day I'll ask him to go fishing."
"Help him pass the time."
Lao Yuan said with a smile.
Zhang Yu immediately thought this was a good idea.
"The relationship is good. It just so happens that the master feels that he has nothing to do, so let's find something for him to do."
However, Zhang Yu felt that this matter was quite embarrassing, and fishing was a matter of patience.
Thinking about the master's impatience, Zhang Yu thought that it would be okay for a day or two, but if the time went by, the master would probably not go.
However, Zhang Yu did not express these thoughts. After all, Lao Yuan also had good intentions.
Let’s talk about it when we don’t want to fish anymore.
The following days last until the seventh day of the lunar month.
Zhang Yu rides his bicycle back and forth in Sijiu City every day.
To pay New Year's greetings to the elders in Sijiucheng, Zhang Yu drank a lot in the past seven days and got drunk every day.
There is no way, they are all important elders, Zhang Yu really can't refuse.
On the eighth day of the lunar month, the machinery factory officially opened.
This year's task is very heavy, because the machinery designed by Zhang Yu years ago will be gradually put into use this year.
There is also the development of a new generation of tractors and construction equipment.
This is one of the important links in maintaining foreign trade.
While Zhang Yu was busy, an unexpected person came to the machinery factory.
Zhang Yu looked at the man in front of him in surprise.
"Xugong, are you reinstated to your original position?"
Xugong was amused by Zhang Yu's micro-expression.
"Hahaha, I recovered last year."
"However, I am no longer in my original unit. I am now the director of the Red Star Research Institute."
When Zhang Yu heard this, he immediately felt happy for XCMG.
"Hahaha, really?
Ouch, it’s really great.”
"From now on I can no longer call you Xugong, I have to call you Director Xu."
"Okay, okay, we don't have to worry about this."
"If you want to chat like this, I will have to call you Director Zhang from now on."
Zhang Yu quickly waved his hand.
"No, no, no, no, I can't afford you to shout like that."
"Come on, come on, sit down, I'll make you a pot of tea."
Zhang Yu pulled Xugong to sit on the sofa, turned around and made a pot of hot tea.
Xugong took a sip from the tea cup.
"Well, Zhang Yu, I'll just say it straight."
"I came here today to ask for your help."
After hearing this, Zhang Yu immediately felt that this was no small matter.
"Xugong, please tell me. I will help you if I can."
"Zhang Yu is like this. Do you know that the Red Star Research Institute has been studying the Type 63 automatic rifle?"
Zhang Yu frowned immediately when he heard the Type 63 automatic rifle.
"Of course I know, why do you ask about this?"
Of course Zhang Yu knew about the Type 63 automatic rifle.
Because when Zhang Yu was at the Weapons Research Institute, he heard that Red Star was developing an automatic rifle, this is the Type 63.
But after all these years, Zhang Yu always thought that the Type 63 had been put into use.
After all, Zhang Yu has not participated in research in this area for several years.
Naturally, I am not that well-informed about this information.
"We have a problem now. The Type 63 automatic rifle has always had various problems."
"All the Type 63s we delivered to the troops jammed."
"This time the head of the Armed Forces Ministry directly came to our research institute with a Type 63 automatic rifle and asked us to make rectifications."
"We are only given one month. I really have no choice but to ask you for this."
"I hope you can give us some advice."
"You also know that the Type 63 has been solving problems while producing it for so many years."
"Now, the higher authorities require us to solve the problem once and for all, which is a bit overwhelming. Our designers have no clue at all."
Not only did they have a headache, Zhang Yu also had a headache when he heard this 63 posture.
At first, Zhang Yu specially asked someone to get a Type 63, wanting to see the advantages of the Type 63.
After testing the gun, Zhang Yu realized that he was too naive and that the money had no merit at all.
Jamming, large bullet dispersion range, unreliable accuracy, spraying fire backwards when shooting, the receiver cover falling off and injuring people, etc.
At that time, Zhang Yu didn't even understand why such a bad gun could be equipped in the army.
Zhang Yu also heard a slogan in the army, demanding that semi-automatic rifles be returned to them.
In Zhang Yu's opinion, there is no need to produce this gun at all.
If this happened on the battlefield, would it be murder or suicide?
But seeing Xugong begging him hard, Zhang Yu couldn't bear to refuse Xugong.
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