The Grandmother in the Siheyuan

Chapter 217: Worshipping the Wrong Temple
All the students were sent home properly. Even those who went farther away bought sleeper tickets on the train. There was nothing we could do about it. It was because they had made such great contributions.

The head of the Fourth Ministry of Machine Building directly determined the future destination of these twenty-one students. Of course, the Ministry of Science did not agree as they also needed semiconductor talents.

In order to attract these students to their side, both sides made efforts to win over the students. If you buy a soft seat, I will provide a soft sleeper. If you send two kilograms of Daohuaxiang snacks, I will send a roast duck.

As a result, this class of sophomores has been divided between two departments, although students attending top universities like Huaqing University in this era will be assigned to ministry-level departments in the future.

But they were assigned in their second year, which is really rare. It also made students from other departments jealous, because these people would have to be paid when they work on projects with teachers in the future, and they also receive a lot of subsidies for going to school. How can people seek justice?
As soon as the supercomputer project was completed and passed the review, the Huaqing University office, which had been closed for holiday, became busy again.

The professor of mathematics came to Liu Hua and Professor Li with two bottles of wine and said, "Xiao Liu, Lao Li, thank you for your hard work. It only took you more than half a year to build a brand new supercomputer. That's amazing."

"Old Zhang, you don't come to me for no reason. Just say what you want to say."

Professor Zhang smiled and said, "Today I have two reasons. First, I bring you two bottles of wine to congratulate you. You have done a great job, especially in promoting our mathematics career. Therefore, our mathematics department must express our gratitude. Two bottles of Fenjiu are not just a respect, but they are 30-year-old Fenjiu."

Professor Li asked knowingly, "What do you mean by your second meaning?"

Professor Zhang rubbed his hands and said, "Several teachers in our mathematics department have built a large model that requires a very large amount of computing. Your supercomputer has been built, so please help us calculate it. With the computing power of your current computer, I estimate that it won't take long to get the results."

"Lao Zhang, you are being unkind?" Another professor appeared, holding two packs of cigarettes. "You can put your mathematical model work aside for a while. Now we need to make a weather analysis model, which is related to the national economy and people's livelihood, and to our country's agricultural production. We are the ones who urgently need supercomputers. Let us get in ahead of you."

As he was about to stuff two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes into Liu Hua's arms, he said, "I know both of you smoke, don't complain, just smoke and help us open a back door."

Liu Hua shook his head, and Professor Li also shook his head. The two professors asked in unison: "Who else dares to line up ahead of us?"

Liu Hua smiled and said, "It's not a question of who is ahead of you, but that you worshipped the wrong temple and burned the wrong incense."

"What do you mean?" Professor Zhang asked curiously, "Shouldn't we ask you guys for this? Who should we ask then?"

"Since this supercomputer was built, our school has set up a supercomputer office." Professor Li spread his hands and said, "Now the director of the supercomputer office is Director Huang. If you want to use the supercomputer, you have to find them. Even if we want to use it, we have to ask him to arrange it."

"You are the one who is rebelling against me." Professor Zhang was furious. "This supercomputer was built by you brick by brick, and you asked Fatty Huang to arrange it for you to use it. Fatty Huang, does he even know his own last name?"

Liu Hua explained: "You really can't blame Director Huang for this. You don't know how much electricity it takes to turn on a supercomputer. Our voltage is not very stable now. Once we turn on the supercomputer, we need Director Huang to go up and down to take care of it. If there is a sudden power outage, it will cause greater damage to the computer."

"That's understandable. Fatty Huang is not good at other things, so he is asked to run errands up and down. He is good at it."

The New Year in 1980 was exceptionally lively. There had been no New Year holiday for many years before that, and last year only some areas had a holiday. This year the whole country had a holiday, allowing the people to have a good year.

Moreover, the New Year temple fair, which had been suspended for more than ten years, was resumed this year. Liu Feifei was pregnant and it was inconvenient for her to go out, so Liu Hua could only take his son to the temple fair. Liu Guodong participated in such an activity for the first time and had a great time. He had never seen such a scene before. Today, in the dead of winter, he was sweating and soaking his cotton jacket.

Afraid that the boy would catch a cold, Liu Hua hurried home to get some clothes, and the father and son went to the bathhouse to take a good bath.

Aunt Liu looked at her grandson who had washed himself clean and said with a smile, "This child is just craving for something new. The temple fair will be held every year soon. There's no need to be so crazy."

"Grandma, will it really happen every year in the future?"

Aunt Liu nodded: "Of course, it happened every year before."

"Then why did it disappear when I was a kid?"

"You are still young, there are some things you don't understand, you will understand when you grow up."

The world of children is so innocent. Maybe when he grows up, he will not understand what happened in those ten years, even if he experienced it personally.

After the Chinese New Year, Liu Hua asked the Ministry of Science to assign him to Baosteel, and even had to temporarily put aside his work at Huaqing University. This absence would last at least three months.

The country wanted to build Baosteel, and at the beginning it planned to negotiate with Nippon Steel of Japan and introduce technology from it.

Everyone knows what kind of person little Japan is. It asks for an exorbitant price from the beginning, and the price is simply beyond the country's ability to afford.

So the project, which was prepared in 1977, was not started until 1980. Of course, there was the variable of Liu Hua.

In the previous life, Baosteel started the project in 1977 and reached cooperation with Nippon Steel in 1978. But in Liu Hua's lifetime, because there was a precedent of Shougang, the opinions of internal staff were not unanimous.

Many people think that there is no need to seek help from Nippon Steel because our own technology is also top-notch.

After two or three years of internal analysis and discussion, someone finally remembered Liu Hua, the former chief engineer of Shougang and later chief consultant, because he was the one who planned the entire project.

So after the new year, Liu Hua took over the new project and went straight to Baosteel.

Liu Hua's first request was: "Can you invite all my former students to come here? They were deeply involved in every aspect of Shougang's project. With their help, I am sure I can get the entire project in order within half a year."

The Ministry of First Machine Industry readily agreed to such a request, but what made Liu Hua sigh was that the team of more than 50 people back then now has less than 30 people.

(End of this chapter)