Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

"It's a bit difficult." The oldest worker wiped the sweat from his forehead and paused for a moment before saying, "It was bumpy along the way, and five screws fell off. It's not fixed properly, and the internal parts of the machine have shifted. If we want to fix it, we need the help of other people."

Xue Zhong knew it was not their fault. This was a set of food processing equipment, and it was specifically requested by Xindu.

Due to urgent time, the vehicle was temporarily dismantled in Yichang City and transported to Xindu with a convoy.

"Fix it as soon as possible." Xue Zhong doesn't know how to repair machines, so he can only hand it over to someone who knows.

"Yes, Commander." Several workers answered loudly.

"Who is it?" The patrol team outside shouted. Xue Zhong hurried out and saw Ding Yi and Xue Junhe who were arrested.

The two of them didn't hold an umbrella. They dodged and groped their way here, getting soaked like drowned rats. Raindrops dripped from their hair and landed at their feet.

Xue Zhong's face was dark and his eyes were sharp as torches. He stared at the two of them without saying anything for a long time. The guards were outside and did not come in for the time being.

The two of them raised their heads cautiously, then quickly lowered them, their movements exactly the same.

"Tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Go and take a look." Xue Junhe knew that Xue Zhong was on the verge of a violent rage, so he did not dare to stroke the tiger's whiskers and lowered his head to admit his mistake.

Ding Yi stepped forward and said, "Godfather, can I go and see him?"

There was a calmness in his eyes, and his clear pupils reflected Xue Zhong's tall figure clearly.

Xue Zhong's face froze. It was interesting that the little girl was not afraid of him.

Normally, as long as he put on a fierce face, the enemies would either be scared to death or flee. Even his own son Xue Junhe wanted to get close to him, but was afraid of him.

"You are not afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?" Ding Yi tilted her head, wondering why he asked such a question. Xue Junhe pulled her clothes from behind, but Ding Yi did not respond. She just asked Xue Zhong seriously why she was afraid.

Xue Zhong changed his approach, "Then why aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why should I be afraid?" Ding Yi kicked the question back, "Godfather only fights the enemy, not Chao Xu."

Hearing this, Xue Zhong laughed out loud, turned around and scolded Xue Junhe.

"Look at you, then look at Chaoxu, can you be a little more capable and a real man? Doing things secretly..."

Xue Junhe wanted to refute, he was not the only one who was doing things secretly, both of them were doing it, why only he was mentioned.

Holding Ding Yi, looking at Xue Junhe who was still standing there, Xue Zhong felt angry again, "Come on, wait for me to call you!"

Xue Junhe looked at the empty hand on the other side, ran up to hold it in a huff, and looked at Ding Yi provocatively. Ding Yi smiled sweetly, which made Xue Junhe feel embarrassed and ashamed.

Xue Zhong paused, his expression calm, and he took the two children and went to the backyard.

When Ding Yi went out, he picked up the mechanical diagram on the table. He didn't know whether it would be useful or not. If it was useful, it would be an excuse.

When they arrived, Ding Yi got confirmation, let go of Xue Zhong's hand, climbed onto the car, crawled under the machine, and found the place where the screw had fallen off.

The problem is not that the screws fall off, the problem is not knowing where to install them.

The older worker He Ping rubbed his hands and looked at Xue Zhong worriedly, "Commander, what?"

Xue Zhong said in a deep voice: "Let her see."

With Xue Zhong's endorsement, the complaints of others fell back into their stomachs and they only dared to mutter in their hearts.

The mechanical diagram is placed clearly on the edge of the machine so that everyone can see it when they look up.

A night rain comes in time and goes away quickly.

The autumn wind brings coolness, and the sky is filled with twinkling stars.

Ding Yi explained that the book was picked up. In fact, she found it from the space and treated it to look old, so that it looked like it had been passed through many people.

Xue Zhong asked her if she could understand it, and Ding Yi replied, "I can read."

Xue Zhong shook his head but smiled without saying anything.

At first, no one paid attention to the book. He Ping even thought it was in the way and was about to put it aside. But curiosity prompted him to flip through it, and once he saw it, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

After Ding Yi finished the examination, he didn't respond when he called him.

"He Ping!" Xue Zhong shouted, like thunder, exploding beside He Ping's ears. He Ping's body trembled, and he had difficulty moving his eyes away from the book.

"Commander, you called me?" His silly look was really unbearable to look at.

It was the first time that Xue Zhong discovered that He Ping actually looked like this.

"Ahem!" Xue Zhong coughed lightly, calling back He Ping's wandering consciousness, "What are you looking at? You're so engrossed in it. Now you're discussing the machine."

He Ping raised the book in his hand and said happily, "Commander, you don't know, this is a magical book. I seem to have found the answer to my question in it."

Xue Zhong was unhappy when he heard the divine book, "He Ping, don't be superstitious."

"Huh?" He Ping was stunned for three seconds before he realized that Xue Zhong had misunderstood. He held up the cover of the book and showed it to Xue Zhong. "Pooh! Pooh! Commander, my mistake. I meant that this is a very useful book. Look, the Mechanical Illustrated Book. It lists the structures and operating rules of various machines. With its help, I can guarantee that my level will be greatly improved. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a magical book."

He Ping was so happy that he couldn't stop, so he jumped out of the car and asked, "Commander, where did you get this book? Can you let me see it?"

After hearing what he said, the others came forward one after another and said, "Captain, show us too."

Xue Zhong pointed at Ding Yi who was lying under the machine and said with a smile: "You asked the wrong person. The book is not mine, it's hers."

At this time, Ding Yi came out, his little face was dirty, but he looked very happy, "Godfather, I know how to fix it."

After she finished speaking, she realized belatedly that everyone's eyes were on her. She pretended to be shy and shrank back.

Xue Zhong smiled, it turned out that the little girl knew how to be shy.

Under Ding Yi's guidance, several workers quickly fixed the screws in place and tightened them with a wrench to prevent them from falling off again.

Then, several workers came to borrow books at the same time, and no one gave in to the other.

The book is now in Xue Zhong's hand. If someone else holds it, they will all rush over to snatch it.

"Chao Xu, where did you get this book? Do you have more?"

"I picked it up." Ding Yi scratched his head, embarrassed, "Didn't you guys pick it up?"

Several workers: "..." It's not just them who don't have such a murderous and heart-breaking book, maybe the entire country doesn't have it. Foreign countries have always strictly controlled such detailed and useful books on machinery, and the domestic situation does not allow us to compile such books for the time being.

He Ping is in his fifties and has worked in a factory for forty years. As a literate worker, he swears that he has never seen this book.

"Can I borrow it to have a look?"

"Sure," Ding Yi waved her hand, "Take it. I've read it all."

Finally, He Ping used his connections to be the first to borrow the book. As a result, the next day, when he opened the door, he saw several workers standing outside.

In this era, skilled workers are particularly popular. In the north, a worker hierarchy system has been implemented first. Not only is they respected, but they are also paid a lot of money. Skilled workers can also participate in North Korea's confidential precision experiments.

Who doesn’t want to bring honor to the family?