Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2279 is just a minefield
A few little heads popped out from the kitchen door, sniffing the aroma and sniffing constantly.

Yang Xiaotao turned around and looked at the Dragon Boat Festival at the bottom.

"Dad, are you ready? I'm starving."

Duanwu was staring at a plate of scrambled eggs on the table, his eyes almost popping out.

My mom had fried eggs before, but they weren’t as delicious as my dad’s.

Sometimes, he wondered whether he should learn cooking skills from his father.

Because his godmother told him that people who cook delicious food will never go hungry.

Not only will you not be hungry, but you can also eat a lot of delicious food.

"It will be ready soon. Go ask grandpa to clean it up."

"It's time to eat, go wash your hands."

Yang Xiaotao took the last dish of braised pork out of the pot, placed it on the table beside him, and then shouted to the little heads waiting nearby.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat."

Shitou immediately led Yueyue and Duanwu out, swallowing his saliva as he ran.

Yu Zecheng felt a little jealous when he saw his boss like this.

How many days have you not eaten?

But I thought of the braised pork made by my wife.
Yu Zecheng shuddered all over.

I don’t need to sleep after eating all night.

As the children's laughter continued to spread, everyone went back to the house to prepare for dinner.

"Lao Yu, your hands smell like garlic. Hurry up and use some soap to clean them."

"Dad, shall we have a drink? Hongbing, go get some white wine from the cabinet."

"Old Taoist priest, please end the fight immediately and stop playing. Everyone knows your level."

"No, no, no, Grandpa, that's not what I meant."

"Ouch~"

The voices of the little brats were heard in the house, followed by a shout and laughter, which filled the house with the smell of fireworks.

After dinner, Ran Qiuye took the children to watch TV in the house, while Yang Xiaotao and others drank tea at the table.

Naturally, we started talking about the Dongfanghong and the airplane.

Father Ran first said that some things needed to be kept confidential, even to family members.

Of course, Yang Xiaotao and Yu Zecheng should know something about it. Lao Jin and the Taoist priest are also experienced people, so they naturally understand.

"Grandpa, Dad, Lao Yu, and Lao Dao, there is something you can help me with!"

Yang Xiaotao poured tea for several people, then came aside and spoke solemnly.

When the few people heard Yang Xiaotao say this, they didn't think it was a big deal.

Lao Jin had drunk some wine and was feeling dazed. When he heard what Yang Xiaotao was saying, he immediately drank a sip of tea and said, "Tell me what's going on. I can give you some advice."

Yu Zecheng narrowed his eyes and pricked up his ears.

Nothing about Yang Xiaotao is a small matter.

"I wonder if you have heard about the matter of the Nine Departments."

When Yang Xiaotao spoke, everyone was stunned.

Then the first person to react was Father Ran, because he learned something from Mr. Wang.

Seeing that the others were not very clear, he said, "I know something about this."

Everyone looked over, and Ran's father explained, "In order to develop technology, the superiors took advantage of the impact of the White Horse fighter and a series of policy changes to establish the Ninth Ministry of Machinery Industry."

"It has not been clearly stated what it will be used for, but it should be research into high-tech, possibly in the fields of electronic communications, computer industry, aviation, etc."

Ran's father told everyone the information he got from Old Wang. Since Old Wang told them these things, it meant that they could be announced to the public.

It’s just that Ran’s father didn’t know about Yang Xiaotao’s affairs, or rather, even Mr. Wang didn’t know about this.

Hearing what Father Ran said, everyone suddenly realized what Yang Xiaotao was going to say.

The old Taoist stroked his beard, his eyes gleaming.

If the Red Star Machinery Factory is merged into the Ninth Department, can he go home and retire?

I have to get up early and work late, but Lao Jin can just leisurely relax in the hospital. It's unfair, so unfair.

But Lao Jin's eyes were shining.

Since Yang Xiaotao mentioned this, does that mean that the Red Star Machinery Factory will become the ninth department?
Doesn’t that mean that Yang Xiaotao’s status will be improved again?
This kid is only a few years old this year, but he has surpassed him.

No, I surpassed him a long time ago.

This is great. I'll have a good chat with some old brothers tomorrow. Haha.
Yu Zecheng nodded, indicating that he knew about it.

As for the rest, well, let’s listen to it again.

"Dad is right. These nine departments were established by our superiors in light of the current situation."

"And our Red Star Machinery Factory will become a major component of the Ninth Department"

What Yang Xiaotao said did not surprise the three people.

Sure enough, the Red Star Machinery Factory was to be incorporated into it.

Both Lao Dao and Lao Jin smiled, feeling that they had made one step closer to their goal.

But when they saw Yang Xiaotao frowning, they felt that things might not be that simple.

Lao Jin even asked, "What's wrong? What's going on?"

"You were demoted?"

"The machinery factory is no longer under your control?"

Lao Jin and Lao Dao asked at the same time, and they both became worried again.

"No, we are still in charge of the machinery factory. And I haven't been demoted. I should even be promoted."

"Then what's the matter with your face?"

"Exactly. I thought it was nothing. How nice it would be to get a promotion."

Yang Xiaotao looked at the two of them and smiled bitterly, "It's good to be promoted, but now that I've reached the top, I feel a little unsure."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four of them started to eat melon seeds, drink tea, or doze off.

But the next second, the four of them seemed to suddenly understand.

He spat out the melon seed shells, swallowed the tea, yawned halfway, and then asked in shock, "What did you say?"

"What do you mean?"

"Which one?"

In an instant, exclamations rang out at the same time.

The noise coming from the inner room was even heard by Ran Qiuye and others who were watching TV in the outer room.

I stood up to check what was going on and saw several people with serious faces. Then, at a wave from Ran's father, Ran Qiuye and Cuiping left and closed the door again.

"You, what do you mean?"

Lao Jin rubbed his eyes and asked solemnly.

Seeing how several people reacted, Yang Xiaotao knew that this was also a shocking thing for them.

Picking up the cup, Yang Xiaotao took a sip of tea, and then repeated what Mr. Huang had said under the curious gazes of the four people.

The four of them looked more solemn as they listened.

Father Ran had originally heard some news from Old Wang, but now when he heard what Yang Xiaotao said, he was suddenly speechless.

After all this time, it turns out that what Mr. Wang said is all based on facts.

Thinking about Zhang Lao's plan to buy twenty Baiju fighter planes, it was obviously aimed at Yang Xiaotao's new position.

Sure enough, there were signs of this a long time ago, and I can only blame myself for not seeing it clearly. When the old Taoist heard about this, his first feeling was that it was over.

If Yang Xiaotao became the boss, he would definitely not approve his retirement.

Thinking that he still had to continue to "struggle" for the revolution, this old man wanted to go home and sleep quickly.

In dreams, there is everything.

As for Comrade Lao Jin, the expression on his face fully reveals the changes in his heart.

Yu Zecheng, well, he said that he is still there.

Listening.

After Yang Xiaotao finished explaining what happened, several people became nervous.

Then he told Mr. Huang about his guess that he might have to "take on an important responsibility" this time, and everyone's expressions became complicated.

"That's it. I feel like I'm dreaming right now. It's a little, a little unreal."

"Besides, I haven't figured out what to do yet."

"What should I do?"

Lao Jin couldn't help it any longer, he stood up suddenly, his face excited, "Is there any need to think about this? Just do it."

"You are still young, it doesn't matter if you make mistakes. Who doesn't make mistakes when they are young?"

"As for letting you take the lead, it means we trust you."

"Besides, who among us who started the revolution was younger than you?"

"What's this matter?"

As Lao Jin spoke, he waved his big hands, as if to say, "I support it, I definitely support it."

"Xiao Tao, I think you can try this."

Father Ran thought for a while and said, "I think you are capable and need this stage."

"As for the establishment of the Nine Departments, it is not just your job. Many people below will help, so don't worry too much."

After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao nodded slowly.

When you are the boss, the most important thing is to control the steering wheel well.

As he is familiar with the future trends, he is not afraid of this.

"I don't have much to say, but I know that I can't change my mind. I just have to do what my superiors tell me to do."

"Besides, your superiors trust you, so what do you have to worry about?"

Yu Zecheng immediately agreed, "What the Taoist said is true."

"The superiors must have their own considerations, so don't think too much about it."

After several people finished speaking, it was finally Father Ran who picked up the cup and spoke in a low voice.

"You're worried about not being able to do it well, right?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "Yes, if a decision is wrong, you might be the sinner."

Upon hearing this, Comrade Lao Jin and the others fell silent.

Only Ran's father didn't care.

"If you make a mistake, start over again."

"then."

He recalled the days in the northwest, and then said calmly, "If we were hesitant, if we were afraid of failure and mistakes, there would be no mushroom eggs back then."

After saying that, he looked at Yang Xiaotao and said, "Sometimes, mistakes are also a path, a path that provides a warning to future generations."

"The most frightening thing is to stay where you are and miss out on opportunities."

Yang Xiaotao put down the cup and twirled his fingers on it.

At this time, the old Taoist stopped stroking his beard and said, "This is just like going to the battlefield. There is a minefield ahead. What should I do?"

"Everyone knows there are many ways to solve the problem, but why do some people always take risks?"

"Because they know that one more point will result in more casualties."

“They can’t wait.”

"Now, we can't wait."

These words touched Yang Xiaotao's heart.

I can't wait.

Some things just don't wait for us, so why should we hesitate?

However, Yang Xiaotao still showed an aggrieved expression on his face, "It seems that I am a daredevil, a landmine-ridden one."

"My best years"

Comrade Lao Jin nodded, "What do you think?"

“Who doesn’t cross the river by feeling the stones? Who doesn’t step on the minefield for future generations?”

"Some people are not even qualified to clear the way for minefields. Be happy."

Yang Xiaotao shrugged, "Well, I am a glorious mine-diving person. For the revolution and for the flowers behind me, I will sacrifice my life for my country."

"Nonsense."

"Unlucky~~"

But everyone laughed.

Because they found out that Yang Xiaotao accepted the upcoming role.

And aren't they also the ones who clear the way through the minefields?
It’s just that some people are on the mountain, some are in the water, and some are moving forward with heavy loads!
After seeing off Mr. Ran and his family, when Yang Xiaotao came back, he saw Ms. Cui smiling and looking very happy.

"Grandma, you have to hold back on that smile. We haven't confirmed it yet, so we can't be too ostentatious."

"I know, I know. Don't worry, grandma is tight-lipped."

Yang Xiaotao shook his head and went back into the house.

When Ran Qiuye saw Yang Xiaotao coming in, she seemed to want to say something but hesitated, but there was a hint of excitement and worry on her face.

Coming up to her, Yang Xiaotao held Ran Qiuye in his arms.

"Is there going to be a problem?"

Ran Qiuye put her arms around Yang Xiaotao's waist, rested her head on his chest, and there was more worry on her face.

"What's the problem? Your man is so outstanding, don't worry, let alone a small Jiubu, he can do it even if he is bigger!"

Yang Xiaotao said this proudly, and Ran Qiuye laughed, "Who said to ask for help with the consultation? You look so worried."

"Ah, haha, isn't this modesty? Modesty."

Needless to say, it must have been Comrade Lao Jin who said it.

"I don't need you to do it well, sit high or be big."

"I, I just want you to be safe."

Ran Qiuye said softly, very satisfied.

Yang Xiaotao stroked her smooth long hair, feeling the softness in his arms, and couldn't help but smile, "Of course, don't you know my body?"

“That’s not stopping.”

Ran Qiuye understood the meaning of the words, looked up and saw Yang Xiaotao's somewhat fiery eyes, suddenly lowered her head shyly, and then said softly, "Be careful!"

It was late at night, and the sounds of snoring and grinding of teeth could be heard one after another.

In the room, two people hugged each other.

Just half an hour later, the originally parallel positions became one in front and one behind.

Another half hour.