Siheyuan: Enemy spies are captured every time

"Xiao Yujia is here." Hua's mother, who is a doctor, was working in the hospital.

"Mom, these are New Year's goods distributed by the department and our factory." Hua Chengyu said happily.

"Why are you taking it home? Why not take it to your Uncle Su's house?" Mother Hua was very happy that her son had finally grown up and knew how to bring things home.

This was the first time she saw anything in return, although it was not much, but she was still very happy. Although she didn't see any money, of course, her family was not short of money.

They each have a job.

The salary is not low. The old man's monthly salary is 578 yuan, and her salary is 258 yuan. They are not short of money.

However, the burden is actually not small. His family is responsible for the schooling and living expenses of more than a dozen comrades' children, which is a considerable expense.

"We can all just give Fei'er a can of malted milk." Hua Chengyu said happily, "Mom, this is my salary for the past few months, you keep it." As he spoke, Hua Chengyu took out the money.

These are her wages.

He started working in August, and earned 62 yuan in the first and second months, a total of 124 yuan.

From October to November, I received a salary of 87.5, a total of 175 yuan.

In December and January, 110.5 yuan, a total of 221 yuan, a total of 520 yuan. He did not keep a penny and gave it all to Hua Mama.

"So much. How long have you only been working?" Hua's mother couldn't believe it. She was usually busy with work and had never asked Hua Chengyu about his work situation.

The old man pays attention to it often.

Hua Chengyu had no choice but to calculate it for her one by one.

"So, you are the deputy director now? Or the deputy director of the department?" Hua's mother looked Hua Chengyu up and down. Her son was very capable. He had always been the first in every exam since he started school.

But work is not like going to school. There are so many things to consider at work.

In terms of ability, qualifications, background, etc., it is rare to have a section chief at the age of 20, not to mention a deputy director. If it were not for his insufficient qualifications, his salary would probably be raised to a higher level.

Almost the same age as her second son, how old is her second son, thirty-two, right? She dared not imagine how high her old son would reach when he was thirty-two, she looked at her old son with some complexities.

"Mom, will my eldest brother, second brother, and second sister come back to celebrate the New Year this year?" Hua Chengyu asked with concern.

"Hey...your eldest brother is stationed at the border in Bao. He just fought a war this year. How could he come back? Your second brother just became the acting county magistrate this year. He called and said he would not come back for the New Year. As for your second sister, no one knows where she died. There is no news from her. It is better for you and your third sister. You are in Sijiu City. You can come back whenever you want." A trace of sadness flashed in Su's mother's eyes.

I don’t know when my second daughter will be able to come out of that place.

"It's okay, my second sister is fine! We don't have to worry." Hua Chengyu remembered that his second sister was a top student just like him, and they were classmates.

He graduated with a Ph.D. at the age of 26, and then joined graduate school. Then he suddenly disappeared one day, but his parents were not worried at all, which he understood.

My husband is also a classmate, two years older than me.

"Well, don't worry. None of you have ever caused me any worries. You are all good kids." A tear flashed in Hua's mother's eyes.

"Brother, are you okay? I heard that their regiment is about to reach the capital of India. Are they that powerful?" Hua Chengyu asked curiously.

"What's so fierce about you, you tiger boy? We're fighting a war, do you think this is a joke? However, your eldest brother is the deputy division commander. In a few years, our family will have another general." Thinking of this, Mother Hua became happy.

"Haha..." Hua Chengyu laughed dryly.

General, you may be overthinking it. In a few years, except for a few people like the old man, generals, colonels and lieutenants will no longer hold military ranks.

By the end of next year, there will basically be promotions in position but not rank. It is basically impossible to be promoted from colonel to major general in one or two years.

What’s more, he has only reached the deputy division level!

In this year, the famous "Type 65" new military uniform was introduced. This uniform had no collar or epaulettes to indicate military rank, and in terms of external form, it restored the "uniformity of officers and soldiers."

It will be 20 years before my military rank is restored. By then I will be almost 60 years old and will be about to retire. I don’t know if I will have the chance to become a general in this lifetime.

"You little brat, what's with that expression on your face!" Hua's mother said dissatisfiedly.

"No, no!" Hua Chengyu quickly begged for mercy.

"By the way, you gave me all the money, what did you use it for?" Hua's mother just then remembered that Xiaoyu gave him all her salary and she was left with nothing.

"When I went to see my third sister, she gave me 500 yuan. You always gave me money every time I went home. You always gave me dozens of yuan. All in all, it's 800 yuan. And I didn't give it all to you. I kept the subsidies from the factory and the department. Mom, I really don't need money."

Hua Chengyu said.

Yes, he only spent a dozen dollars every month, and only in the last month did he spend a little more. He didn't have the habit of keeping accounts, so he roughly calculated that he spent a little more than two hundred dollars.

This also includes the 120 from Xu Damao.

It’s really hard to spend money nowadays. If he wants to save it in the future, a few hundred dollars will not be enough for him to eat a meal.

"Your third sister gave you another five hundred? You little brat, why didn't you tell me before? If you had known that your third sister had given you the money, I wouldn't have given it to you." Hua's mother was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

She worried every day that Hua Chengyu had no money to spend, but she didn't know that his salary was higher than his third sister's, whose salary was only 99 yuan.

"Hehe..." Hua Chengyu grinned foolishly.

"I will return the money to your third sister on your behalf. Also, since you have been working for such a long time, I will not give you any money anymore, and you don't have to support the family. Your father and I have enough salary." Now even Hua Chengyu is working, and the pressure on them is not so great.

Apart from the children of their comrades, they didn't have much expenses, and some of the children also had to work, so the expenses became less and less every year.

When Hua Chengyu gets married, the old couple can still help, and this life will be perfect.

"No way, Mom. I work and earn money for you to spend." Hua Chengyu's mouth was as sweet as honey.

"Don't give it to me, give it to Fei'er. I have my salary!" Hua's mother was full of smiles, and her child was proud of herself: "By the way, your eldest brother sent a lot of things back. There is one for you. I put it in your room."

"Thank you, Mom!" Hua Chengyu said happily.

He probably knew what the eldest brother had sent, it was probably something from Ah San. Gems and jewelry were out of the question, most of them were traditional handicrafts.

He went to the second floor and found a box in his room. He opened it and saw textiles, ceramics, wood carvings, stone carvings, silverware, lacquerware, etc.

And they are all old items, and they are obviously antiques at first glance.

These handicrafts not only have high artistic value, but many of them are also practical items, such as pottery, tableware, decorations, etc.

This thing is worthless now, but after the reform and opening up, it is worth a lot.

Of course, gold, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and jade articles were not very valuable at that time. The purchase price of gold was about 5 yuan per gram. After all, this was an era when people could not even get enough food.

There aren't many people who own genuine antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and jade.

Especially during the Four Olds period, a large number of cultural relics were destroyed. After the reform and opening up in the 80s, a large number of cultural relics were bought by foreigners.

Thirty years later, these cultural relics were bought back by Chinese people at sky-high prices, and Hua Chengyu felt powerless.

At that time, if you wanted to buy antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and jade, you had to go to the Friendship Store, but he didn't have foreign exchange coupons, and the pigeon market was not a suitable place for him to go given his status.

distressed!

There was another letter written to him. First of all, the eldest brother was very happy that Hua Chengyu started working and wished him good results in his new job. In addition, he briefly talked about the war against Ah San. When he wrote the letter, the war had ended, so he asked his family not to worry.

In addition, he and his sister-in-law cannot go home for the New Year this year, so during the New Year, he asked him to go to his father-in-law's house to pay New Year's greetings on his behalf.

At the back is the address of my father-in-law's house. My eldest brother and his wife love each other. They are childhood sweethearts and a couple who grew up in the war.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu." Hua's mother's voice came from downstairs

"Mom, what's wrong?" Hua Chengyu pushed open the door and looked downstairs.

"What are you doing in your room? Can't you hear the phone ringing downstairs?" Hua's mother stood at the stairs: "Uncle Su called and said he would go to Fei'er's house for dinner later. Hurry up and clean up."

"Okay, Mom!" Hua Chengyu quickly changed his clothes and tidied his appearance.

"Mom, where's Dad?" Hua Chengyu asked before going out.

"Your dad, you know that the more festive the times are, the busier your dad is. If you want to see him, it will be after the New Year." Hua's mother said with a smile.

"Oh!" Hua Chengyu shook his head in disappointment.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy that your dad isn't beating you anymore?" Hua's mother said with a smile.

Their father was very strict in educating them since they were young. Although he would use reason, he would mostly use his fists to speak. They were a little afraid of him since they were young.

It's especially scary when my dad has a blank expression on his face.

However, he still talked to his father about his recent work. As a top second-generation, he knew very well that the private economy in the country was not open yet, and it was too difficult to promote it from the bottom up. It could only be done from the top down in a command manner. Moreover, the country’s resources were limited, so it was necessary to concentrate on doing big things.

Otherwise, what is the purpose of Duoduo’s office in New Taipei City?

As he walked, he was thinking about CNC machine tools. Machine tools are the mother of modern industry, and the low level of CNC machine tools reflects the level of the overall industry. Many key technologies in later generations are restricted by machine tools.

For example, chips.

In later generations, China has the world's top chip design capabilities, but it does not have high-precision lithography machines. In the era of mobile Internet and artificial intelligence, it has to act according to the wishes of others.

Besides, aircraft engines, large aircraft, etc., are all limited by high-precision CNC machine tools.

In this field, domestic enterprises have to face the fact that they started late and have little technical accumulation. Not only does a foreign machine tool cost thousands of US dollars, but the processed workpieces also need permission from the foreign party.

In addition, there are many restrictions, but it is not too late now. He needs to make good plans in advance so that he can achieve a leap in precision and intelligence in the future and complete a "dance revolution" in the industry.

He knows that in the tide of intelligent manufacturing, high-precision CNC machine tools are like a jigsaw puzzle master who never gives up. Every precise splicing is a persistent pursuit of perfect craftsmanship.

Their role in modern industrial production can be likened to a sharp knife in the kitchen that can cut slices as thin as a cicada's wing.

Without them, those precision parts would become crude models, with the slightest error leading to a huge mistake.

However, compared with the leapfrog competition of global giants in the field of CNC machine tools, the domestic manufacturing industry seems to still be struggling to cross the technological gap.

He needs to make a good layout in advance, and now, the CNC machine tool he is studying has begun to take shape in design. What he urgently needs to know is whether there are enough chips to help him complete it.

Of course, he has made more than just technical solutions. As mentioned earlier, without chips, simple "CNC" machine tools can be completed through the combination of sensors and circuits, but they are not that smart.

"Brother Xiaoyu, you're here?" Fei'er saw Hua Chengyu standing at the door and ran over happily and took his hand.