Siheyuan: The Era of Struggle

Chapter 119 The second monster sighed, life is not easy (please subscribe)

“…After months of hard work by our geological surveyors, we finally discovered oil fields in Shandong Province and the Bohai Sea area, providing sufficient energy for our industrial construction.

Here, let us express our heartfelt thanks and warm congratulations to the geological workers who have worked hard all over the country..."

Listening to the enthusiastic voice of the announcer on the radio, Yang Ning, who was being asked by Mr. Ye to help calculate experimental data at the Metallurgical Research Institute, smiled knowingly.

I don’t know whether it was deliberately omitted or the oil fields in Qin Province have not been explored yet. The radio only reported the news of the discovery of oil fields in Shandong Province and Bohai Sea.

Adding to that the Daqing Oilfield in Northeast China, we can only say that we have never let down our guard for a moment in terms of developing a chicken-in-a-basin mentality!

You have to know that in those days, Shandong Province, Bohai Sea, and the Northeast where the Daqing Oilfield was previously located were all occupied by the Chinese.

Moreover, the chickens have also looked for oil in these places, but in the end they found nothing.

Now that they are gone, oil fields are popping up one after another in these places.

What we are saying is obviously about the chicken with the foot basin: in our land, even the oil under the ground despises you and avoids you.

At the same time, it is also reminding them that even though we can't reach you now, we still remember everything that happened in the past.

"Oh, these chickens will be in trouble for a while. They searched all these places before, but didn't find a drop of oil."

After hearing the broadcast, Mr. Ye also said to Yang Ning with a smile.

Yang Ning was not at all surprised at Mr. Ye's reaction after hearing the broadcast.

It's not just Mr. Ye. I'm afraid that other people across the country who heard the news, besides being happy for us, probably felt like they were laughing at a chicken in a basin.

After all, most people now have personally experienced the time when chickens were treated as inferiors, and they all have a deep hatred for chickens in their hearts.

"Fortunately they didn't find it, otherwise we would have suffered even more back then." Yang Ning said with deep feeling.

"Oh, let's not talk about these annoying things." Mr. Ye took out a piece of experimental data and said, "This is our experimental data just now. I don't know what went wrong. The smelted steel is still too brittle and can't meet the standard you mentioned. Can you calculate it for me?"

“Okay, leave it there for now. I’ll finish processing the data.” Yang Ning replied.

"Then hurry up and find out what went wrong so we can make adjustments in time."

"Don't worry, nothing will go wrong!"

Material technology has always been an important factor restricting the development of science and technology. After all, it involves too many process steps and too much randomness.

If one step is not done well, the entire project will be ruined.

Picking up the data sent by Mr. Ye, Yang Ning quickly discovered the problem: the oxygen content in the reactor was too high, causing the absorption rate of some elements to be too low, which led to this phenomenon.

After handing over the processed data to Mr. Ye, it was time to get off work.

Yang Ning came out of the Metallurgical Research Institute and found that there was sporadic snow falling from the sky.

The salt-like snowflakes penetrated into Yang Ning's neck through his collar, making him shiver.

He quickly lowered the earrings of his cotton hat (later known as the Lei Feng hat), put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the door.

Maybe because it was snowing, everyone went home early after get off work today.

Under normal circumstances, it is common for these people to work until the middle of the night. On the contrary, people like Yang Ning who go to get off work and leave on time most of the time are the exception.

Although these people are dressed simply and have thin faces, each of them has a confident and calm smile on his face and is full of confidence in the future.

"Dingling bell~"

A quick bicycle bell interrupted Yang Ning's thoughts. He turned around and saw that it was Dean Qian's son, who was wearing a green military coat and sitting on the electric bike that Yang Ning had helped to modify. He put one foot on the ground and looked at him with a smile. "Brother Ning, how about it? Do you want me to give you a ride?"

"Forget it. If I take your car, I'll be damned if I go back. It's such a short distance, I might as well walk on my own."

Dean Qian's son is almost sixteen years old, and he is usually the leader of the children in the courtyard. Maybe he inherited the excellent genes of his parents. Although he likes to play, his academic performance is always among the best.

Unfortunately, he didn't go to college due to some factors. But even so, he relied on his talents to turn his hobby into a career, and finally became a professor at a university.

"The road is quite slippery today and there are many people around. Take it easy, kid. Don't get beaten when you get home."

After hearing Yang Ning's refusal, the boy kicked his feet and rushed out with a whoosh. Yang Ning quickly reminded him loudly.

"Don't worry, I'm very stable!"

"Ouch~"

"Hahaha, these guys are going to get beaten when they get back, right?"

Yang Ning ran a few steps forward and lifted the car, then laughed at the boy from Dean Qian's family who was sitting on the ground.

"Okay, if you're alright, come up quickly and I'll take you back!"

Yang Ning held the car and checked it. Finding that there was no major problem, he patted the back seat and said.

"Oh!" Dean Qian's son did not refute and sat in the back seat limping.

"Sorry to bother you guys, this kid is really something. Why is he riding that thing out in the cold weather to show off?"

After arriving home, Yang Ning first took Dean Qian's son to ask Hu Yinghong to help look after him to avoid any hidden dangers.

Then he went to the other side to call for help. After all, the other person's son fell, and he had to apologize to the parents.

Yang Ning would never admit that he just wanted to watch the fun.

Unfortunately, Dean Qian was not at home because he was busy with work, and when Mr. Kong heard that his son had fallen, he was so distressed that he almost cried. Although he said a few harsh words in front of Yang Ning and his wife, he was reluctant to punish the boy, leaving Yang Ning alone.

"If it snows heavily tomorrow, let Brother Chen take you to work, and don't ride your bike."

After seeing off Mr. Kong and his mother, Yang Ning looked at Hu Yinghong and said.

"No need. If it snows really heavily tomorrow, I will take the bus there by myself." Hu Yinghong immediately refused after hearing this.

"I want to take the bus, brother, can you let Uncle Chen take me to school tomorrow?"

Hu Yinghong refused, and Erguai, who was eating nearby, quickly spoke up.

"Why take a ride? Your kindergarten is only a few steps away from home. Why take a car? Just walk there by yourself tomorrow. Just think of it as exercise. Children need more exercise to grow faster."

Yang Ning glared at the conspicuous bag and said unhappily.

Not to mention that the kindergarten is only a hundred meters away from here. If you call Chen Jingguo uncle, then what should I call him when I see him in the future?

After hearing what Yang Ning said, Erguai sighed in disappointment and thought to himself, "Why is there such a big difference in how people are treated?"

"Why are you talking to Yang An?" Hu Yinghong hit Yang Ning in anger, then smiled at Erguai and said, "It's okay, how about we take a car together to see your two nephews on the weekend?"

"Oh!" The second weirdo responded dejectedly while sitting on a chair and listlessly shoveling the porridge in the bowl.

When I took the bus on Sunday, I couldn’t even see the kindergarten kids!
　It’s just two thousand words. I have something to do tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)