Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

"How much smoke do you have to smoke?" Yang Jianguo himself was already feeling the fumes.

I threw the clothes into the basin, turned on the valve, and was about to start kneading them.

The door opened.

Yingzi came in, closed the door, and pulled a small stool to sit in front of the basin: "Is something the matter?"

Yang Jianguo was silent for a moment, then responded with an "Mm".

Yingzi rubbed her clothes and asked, "Do you want to say something?"

Yang Jianguo pulled up a small stool and sat down in front of her.

Seeing Yingzi's loose bangs, he helped her tuck the ends of her hair behind her ear.

That reassuring face came into view.

Yang Jianguo's frustration and annoyance vanished almost instantly.

He chuckled and said, "I can handle it."

"Wife, all my worries disappear the moment I see you."

Yingzi ignored him, crumpled up the clothes, rinsed them with water, and put them back on.

Then she came over and pulled him back into the house. He was sleeping soundly on the kang (a heated brick bed).

This is my son; he always sleeps with his feet spread out and in his mouth.

...Does it really smell that good?

This kid has made Yang Jianguo want to go up and try it.

If it didn't smell good, would he be eating it like that?

"Let's talk on the kang (heated brick bed)." She gave him a push, telling him to get on the kang first.

Yingzi went to the pile of clothes on the kang (a heated brick bed) and found him a new set of clothes to change into.

They were stacked neatly on the wall cabinet and smoothed out.

Only then did she take off her coat, crawl into the blankets, and lie down next to him.

"Your boss has sent you on another business trip?" Yingzi's question immediately gave her a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

Yang Jianguo grinned and said, "My wife can guess me perfectly every time."

Yingzi found it amusing and patted him on the chest.

Afterwards, she turned to look at the children, afraid of waking them up.

Seeing that the two were sleeping soundly, he said, "You're such a chatterbox, but we still have to go. We can't fall behind, and I can't hold you back."

“If anything really happens to you, I’ll take care of things at home. Aunt Liu, Qiu Ye, and Aunt Yi are all here to help.”

"Even if all else fails, I still have my parents!"

Yingzi couldn't help but laugh when she thought of how her mother argued with the older women in the courtyard.

She herself is just like her mother... in terms of personality.

Don't be fooled by her gentle and polite demeanor; she may seem easy to bully.

But that's only if you don't provoke her, touch on her sore spots, or make her care.

If we really run into her, she's not someone to be trifled with.

These days, men are responsible for external affairs, while women are responsible for internal affairs.

If you're not capable, and can't even manage your own household, what kind of life are you living?

When Yingzi, the new bride, first arrived, everyone in the courtyard had already seen her.

"Old Dog"? Ran Qiuye mentioned him a few days ago when we were having dinner.

Looking at Yingzi, he had a face full of admiration and envy.

With her personality, she really couldn't do these things.

Even if they were truly wronged, they would go up to reason with the person, only to end up going back to their room and crying in frustration.

Fortunately, the courtyard is peaceful now, without so much trouble.

Otherwise, with Ran Qiuye's personality... she'd be bullied and suffer every day if she married into the family.

"I know, how could I not know my wife's capabilities?" Patting her shoulder, Yang Jianguo laughed, "Don't worry, it's really nothing, I can handle it."

"Okay, let's go to sleep then!" Yingzi lay down and reached out to take his arm.

The two lay quietly side by side, each lost in their own thoughts, and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, the girl became restless again.

It was wailing and screaming at the top of its lungs; it had diarrhea again.

Yang Jianguo got up and changed her clothes. Yingzi held her and fed her milk. After that, he swayed her around on the floor a few times before finally coaxing her back to sleep.

I went to the factory early, ate breakfast, and left early.

Yang Jianguo put all those thoughts aside.

Let's put aside all that other stuff for now and focus on doing the task at hand well.

If something really happens, no matter how much you think about it, you can't avoid it, right?

After working on the prosthetic finger for so many days, I've finally made some progress.

Seeing the exquisite spring that Master Hao had forged by hand, Yang Jianguo gave a thumbs up and praised it repeatedly.

"This skill is truly exceptional."

He wasn't exaggerating at all. With this skill, in his previous life, he would have been a highly sought-after master chef.

Anything that can be forged by hand can be guaranteed to be safe with him!

If it can't be forged by hand, we can figure it out using a machine.

In the words of netizens, 'This is the master who can build an aircraft carrier with one hand.'

"This little thing... took me a lot of effort." Master Hao smacked his eyes, his wrinkled eyes... slightly... narrowed.

After working for most of your life, you're bound to develop some health problems.

His eyes are always squinting, and it's not just a pose.

That's because of the sparks and the intense heat; it can't tolerate strong light anymore.

If I keep my eyes wide open for too long, it stings and causes salt water to drip out.

"If this really works out, Zhang Chao will be the first person to thank you."

Upon hearing Yang Jianguo's words, Master Hao chuckled and said, "No way, I should thank you as my master."

"If you hadn't been so concerned and asked everyone to help, who would have bothered with all this stuff?"

"I never would have imagined this!" Master Hao said, speaking the truth.

Regardless of whose credit it is, it's a good thing.

Yang Jianguo took the fingers that had been made from the same mold and disassembled them again.

I replaced the old parts with new ones, and then tried wetting half of my finger with them.

Place your finger in the slot of the finger sleeve and pull it up and down a few times.

The middle and front knuckles really do curl inwards.

The overall feel of the controls is beyond smooth.

There are still slight signs of friction, as if the fingers are a little stiff.

But apart from this problem, there's nothing else.

"Master Hao, it's done."

After showing him the prosthetic finger he had put on, Yang Jianguo said happily, "This time, it's all thanks to you."

Master Hao smiled and nodded, accepting Yang Jianguo's thanks.

That leaves only one last step…

The goal is to ensure a perfect fit between the 'finger sleeve' and the missing finger, while also preventing serious wear and tear on the finger.

This issue was not well resolved even in later generations.

The industry continues to seek breakthroughs in materials and technology to find better ways to improve the lives of people with disabilities.

Fortunately, Zhang Chao only had one finger, so the load wasn't too heavy, and the situation was relatively simpler.

Yang Jianguo finally found some rubber and spent two days personally sanding and adjusting the joints by hand.

This was the first time he approached Zhang Chao. "Zhang Chao, here you go."

Yang Jianguo called out first, and only after the boy turned around did he throw the finger cot forward.

Reaching out and catching it precisely, Zhang Chao grinned and said, "Master, you've gone way too far in letting me through."

He thought Yang Jianguo was testing his accuracy!

With a smile, Yang Jianguo said, "Take a look at what it is before you say that."

Zhang Chao casually opened his hand, then looked down and asked, "What's this? This, this..."

He finally figured it out.

When he got to Yang Jianguo's side, Yang pointed to the finger cot in his hand and said, "Try wearing it. This is a gift from all the masters in the factory."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chao's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

The workers around them stopped what they were doing and gathered around: "Zhang Chao, give it a try and let us see how it goes."

"That's right, hurry up and bring it on so everyone can see if our skills are any good."

"So many master craftsmen, each and every one of them personally crafted this little toy, you'd better take good care of it when you use it."

The cheers and shouts eased Zhang Chao's emotions and brought a smile to his face.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Zhang Chao nodded vigorously and said, "I will definitely cherish it."

"Alright, enough talk, hurry up and put it on and try it on." Yang Jianguo raised his hand and gave him a sharp slap, making Zhang Chao suppress his excitement.

Carefully align the 'finger sleeve' with the missing part of the finger.

After it snapped inwards, it turned left and right.

The tight fit between his fingertips astonished Zhang Chao: "Master, how did you know?"

This size is practically poured out like it was made from my own finger...

"How did you know?" Yang Jianguo smiled smugly and looked at the craftsmen, saying, "Last time I didn't let you try the new material, how was the molding result?"

"Ah!" Zhang Chao remembered... he had tried it with his right hand back then.

Master Hao then asked him to do the same on his left hand, saying that the comparison would make it more realistic.

Zhang Chao didn't think much of it at the time.

After all, he had never even heard of these 'finger guards' before; there was such a thing as...

"Try again, see if it moves," someone urged.

Yang Jianguo also urged, "Yes, try it quickly."

"I'll give it a try." Zhang Chao felt he could move it, but he wasn't sure until he tried.

With his palm flat and raised high, Zhang Chaoyin's white, steel little finger curled inward and bent downward in full view of everyone.

"It's done, it's really done."

"Haha, it wasn't a waste of time."

"Yeah, hey~ you know what, these finger sleeves actually look pretty good on...".

"I think so too, it looks quite fun."

"Master, could you make one for me tomorrow... so I can have a steel finger too?"

"Get lost."