A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

With several footprints on his buttocks, Yang Youning led the young men out of the Ministry of Machinery building, humming a song.

Each young man now had two large meat buns in his hands.

The canteen food from the Ministry of Machine Building has thick skin and lots of meat; it was specially approved by the minister.

Some picked it up and gnawed on it, while others carefully wrapped it in a handkerchief and put it in their pockets.

The old gatekeeper poked his face, flushed from the heat, out of the window: "Director Yang, your things are ready!"

"Okay, that's all for today. Anyone who wants to continue doing installation work, report to the office tomorrow! Be careful on your way home, the ground is slippery!" Yang Youning waved his hand, took the paper bag handed over by the gatekeeper, took out a few small bills and handed them to the gatekeeper, found the bicycle he had left at the machine shop last time, and rode off.

"Tsk, Xiao Ningzi is such a dull and pathetic factory manager." The old man shook his penny, shook his head, and shrank back into his hut.

The winding alleys and lanes posed no problem for Yang Youning; if it were Xiao Daimao, he would have been lost in Beijing long ago.

A secluded, large courtyard.

Two figures were sweeping the snow in front of the yard with large brooms.

Their postures were extremely strange; one would swing the broom and jump forward, while the other would tuck the long handle of the broom under his arm, sweeping and then pausing.

Yang Youning saw this and pedaled his bicycle hard a few times: "Hey, what are you guys doing? Let me handle this!"

Upon reaching them, Yang Youning attempted a graceful dismount, but forgot about the snow piled up on the road. He slipped and slid right down to their feet.

Two snow sweepers: Σ(⊙▽⊙“a

Yang Youning: (灬? ?灬)

The man holding the broom let go of it and flung his empty sleeve at him: "Tsk, Xiao Ningzi is really something. It's not even the New Year yet, and he's already making a big fuss."

The other one, using a broom as a crutch, took two steps forward and asked, "What good stuff did you bring? You won't let go even after you fell?"

"Hey, these are definitely good stuff! This cabbage! And this roast chicken! Get the handle on me, it's freezing!"

As he spoke, Yang Youning grabbed the sleeve that was being flung at him and, without any hesitation, used his strength to stand up.

He put the paper bag over the man's severed limbs, then turned and walked into the yard.

"Company Commander! Company Commander! Look what good stuff I brought!"

It's an ordinary courtyard house, no different from any other courtyard house, except that it's probably the cleanest.

Under the eaves, several pairs of dark eyes watched Yang Youning run in with great excitement, their pale faces beaming with joy.

But these children didn't rush over like children elsewhere; they just watched from afar.

Yang Youning threw a bag of Cuban candy at the biggest boy, who caught it with great effort and saluted Yang Youning.

Yang Youning stopped and returned the greeting with a serious expression before stepping through the door.

"Company commander!"

A middle-aged man with both legs severed and burn marks on his face waved at him with a smile: "I heard you, I heard you! You're such a grown man, yet you're still so impulsive."

"Hey, isn't this great! Look at this!"

Yang Youning pulled out an official document, which the middle-aged man picked up and looked at: "Wow, this is amazing! You're really getting promoted as factory director! You've even managed to build a branch factory?"

"That's right, now that the heater factory is up and running, I've recruited Xiao Liu, Xiao Wang, and the rest of them all! Haha~"

The company commander paused for a moment: "These heaters and stuff are only useful in winter, right? So they're just sitting idle in the summer? No way! We can't do that; it's just adding a burden to the country."

"We're being supported by the state, that's enough for us. You can just bring the adult children in!"

“I will definitely bring them along, and you will definitely not be left behind! Who says that a furnace factory can only produce furnaces?”

Yang Youning's usually unreliable face showed an unusual seriousness: "Not a single one will be left out!"

Liu Zi, who was missing an arm and had half an arm, walked in and laboriously placed the paper bag he was holding with his amputated limbs on the table.

"Hey, you're still as unreliable as ever. What can we good-for-nothings do in your factory? We might even mess things up and drag you down with us..."

“Yeah, just come visit us when you have time. Take good care of those boys, and we’ll be so grateful. They’ll be getting married soon, and having a job will make it easier to find a wife, right?” Little Wang, who was missing a left leg and an arm, hopped in.

"Who says you can't! Anyone who dares to call you useless, I'll cripple them first!" Yang Youning retorted.

"Wait two days, I'll get the factory ready. Then none of you will escape! Get the hell out of here!"

"What line was it again? Let me check in a bit~~"

Yang Youning pulled out a small notebook: "Uh, a processing method based on the orderly conveying of materials using an adjustable conveyor line...!"

In short, assembly line, yes, that's it.

"You all need to produce 'Pleasant Goat's Day' for me! Yeah, that's what the kid said, although I don't know what this thread is either."

His words made a few veterans somewhat tempted.

"Xiao Ningzi, that's enough. What kind of workers are we... running around everywhere, we'll only cause trouble for others." The company commander removed the necks from the two roast chickens, put the rest on a plate, and gestured for "Xiao Wang" to take the rest out.

Yang Youning's gaze followed "Little Wang" as he distributed the roast chicken to the other families in the courtyard.

"You just need to take good care of the orphans of the other comrades. Although the comrades from the neighborhood office come to visit often, there are some things that female comrades can't easily manage. When they come to your place, you should discipline them as needed, and make sure they don't go astray!"

Originally, there was a glimmer of light in "Liu Zi's" eyes, but when he saw that only one section of his arm remained, that light gradually faded away.

With a wry smile, he used his severed limb to pull a wine glass to the old company commander: "Fill it up, fill it up."

"Recently, whenever I close my eyes, it feels like I'm back on the battlefield, and I can always see 'San'er' wrapped with grenades and rolling at 'Pershing's' feet."

"Little Wang" came bounding back with his broom, casually biting open the bottle cap with his teeth, pouring a glass for the others first, and then taking a big gulp of the bottle himself.

"Hey, I dreamt last night that I was throwing RPG40s all night long. Wow, no matter how many I threw, I couldn't throw them all. It was so much fun!"

As the two were talking, several young men rushed in through the gate of the compound, all of them covered in dust and dirt.

The leader looked at the children under the eaves, took out a handful of soybeans from his bag, and carefully distributed a few to each person.

"Hey, you bunch of kids! Going to fight again?"

Yang Youning frowned as he looked at their dusty clothes.

After the company commander and his men found the orphans of these comrades, they took them back to raise them. However, because they were from out of town, they often got into fights with the local youths.

The leader first greeted Yang Youning warmly, then complained, "We didn't fight, we went to the grain store to carry heavy loads. We each earned 8 cents!"

Yang Youning's eyes darted around, and he said to the company commander, "How about this, the factory hasn't been cleaned up yet, these kids can go with the factory's installation team to install 'heating furnaces' in each household, and you guys can go with them and keep an eye on them, what do you say?"

Seeing that the company commander was about to say something, Yang Youning quickly interjected, "You know, I'm a factory manager with ten thousand employees, how busy am I? I don't have time to keep an eye on them. Your visit will help them check the quality, and with you there, no one else will dare to bully them for no reason, right?"

The company commander looked into the children's hopeful eyes and tightened his grip on their hands.

"it is good!"