The Grandmother in the Siheyuan

Chapter 5 Compasses
"Is that what you mean?" Sha Zhu touched his head and said, "My father and my master never told me this. It was the deaf old lady and the old man who told me this."

Liu Hua shook his head: "Think about it yourself. If this cook has dirty hands and feet, which host would dare to invite him to cook a banquet?"

"It makes sense!"

Liu Hua continued, "You also came from the old society. In the past, businesses on the street had to have a guarantor before hiring people. Wasn't it to prevent the person from having bad behavior?"

"That's not right. When my dad was a chef in a restaurant, he often brought food home."

"That's the restaurant chef's benefit, it's given to save money." Liu Hua patted Sha Zhu's shoulder and said, "You are now in a factory in the new society, there are no such rules. You must be honest and clean."

Sha Zhu was stunned. He felt that he was a little confused. His worldview was suddenly impacted and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

The two of them walked side by side towards the courtyard. At this moment, the road was bustling with people, all of whom were workers getting off work from the surrounding factories. It was a spectacular sight.

"Uncle, I can see you everywhere I go." Liu Hua said jokingly, "You are Qin Qiong or Yuchi Gong."

"What a joke." Yan Fugui said cheerfully, "I am the third uncle in our compound. Our house is next to the main gate. This compound is safe. I am the first line of defense. I must perform my duties conscientiously."

"Uncle San has worked so hard."

Yan Fugui laughed and waved his hand: "It's not hard, it's what I should do."

The reason why Yan Fugui did not continue to pester Liu Hua was because Liu Hua came empty-handed and brought nothing with him. Even the manure cart had to taste the saltiness of the food. The third uncle could not take advantage of him, so he was too lazy to pester him anymore.

"Okay, Third Uncle, you continue to be the door god. I'm going back to the house."

There are still some potatoes at home, so I asked my neighbor to help me make a basket of steamed bread a few days ago. I fried some shredded potatoes with the steamed bread and made some egg soup, and that was enough for dinner.

When Liu Hua came to this era, it wasn't that he didn't want to live a better life, but he had no system, and he only received a fixed salary every month. It was not like in other novels, where there was a sign-in system and tons of supplies stored.

Although this cornmeal steamed bread is a bit irritating to the throat, Liu Hua is still able to cook the coarse grains into finer details. After the steamed bread has cooled, he cuts it into slices and roasts it on a charcoal stove. Wow, the aroma goes straight to the top of your head.

After finishing dinner, he leaned on the quilt on the bed and picked up a book on mechanical engineering to read. There was not much else in his room but a lot of books, all of which were about mechanics.

It’s not that Liu Hua loved studying so much. These books were given to him by his grandparents who were engineers. He would occasionally go home to have a snack. His grandparents would also check on his learning progress. In addition, this was also a work requirement. Coming back to read a few pages every day would be very helpful for his future work.

After comparing what he had learned in his past and present lives, Liu Hua discovered that current designs are far less complicated than those of later generations. The mechanical design that Liu Hua studied in later lives emphasized automated design, which is not the case today.

However, there are also difficulties in current mechanical design. Unlike later generations, we have sufficient basic materials and do not need to work hard in this area. But now materials are scarce. When talking about machinery, we have to consider many aspects of the basic materials.

Liu Hua had a lot of metal material ratios in his mind, which he had learned from reading a lot of papers in order to be a good grandma. Maybe he could use them to serve the country at the right time. Thinking of this, he put down the book in his hand and remembered what Ma Yushan told him about the promotion today. He said at the time that this matter was not urgent, but in fact, this matter should be extremely urgent.

It's only about four years at most, and these four years are left for him to improve his level. After these four years, it seems that the matter of upgrading his level has been put on hold.

He learned this little-known fact when he was an auntie and was communicating with other aunties. There was an auntie who specialized in explaining the history of the past. She explained in detail the development of our industry, and mentioned the development of working grades.

He looked at the time and it was almost nine o'clock. In the nights of the 1960s, there was no entertainment. The only high-tech thing in Liu Hua's house was the watch on his wrist. The only household appliances were a flashlight and a light.

He put a bookmark on the book in his hand and pulled the light cord. The room fell into darkness. It was a quiet night without any noisy sounds, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I heard some noises in the yard. I looked at my watch and it was already past five o'clock. It was time to get up. Early to bed and early to rise makes you healthy.

I grabbed a handful of rice and put it in a small pot, rinsed it under the tap water in the yard, and put it on the honeycomb coal stove to cook porridge. What kind of family is this? You can't go out for breakfast every day. Even if you are rich, you can't do this. It's easy to attract hatred. Hatred of the rich has existed in every era.

While the porridge is cooking, you can go to the toilet, wash your face and brush your teeth, take care of some personal problems, then lean against the window and read two pages of a book, and the porridge will be almost ready. This is called the overall planning method.

I drank two large bowls of porridge in a daze, washed the dishes, and it was time to go to work again.

After drawing the drawings for four consecutive days, the task at hand was completed and all the drawings were handed over to Ma Yushan.

Ma Yushan took the drawing he had just finished today and compared it with the sample drawing. He didn't find any mistakes or omissions. He would review it every day just to get this thing done.

Ma Yushan praised, "I'll have the process department review it. If there are no problems, I'll make you a regular employee next month."

"Then I thank the leader."

Ma Yushan waved his hand and said, "You still have half a day to work today, so I won't assign you any tasks. Just look around on your own. You've been drawing blueprints for so many days, so you should change your mind."

"I really need to change my mindset. These past two days, whenever I close my eyes, my dreams are filled with lines." Liu Hua said with a smile, "I dreamed that I turned into a compass, constantly drawing arcs."

Ma Yushan laughed heartily: "Today is Saturday, you can hang out for half a day in the afternoon, but don't leave the factory. Have a good rest tomorrow, and you will be a brave man again on Monday."

"No, I'm just a brave man." Liu Hua showed off his biceps: "See? This muscle contains infinite energy."

Ma Yunsheng was amused by him and laughed out loud. They were wearing long-sleeved work clothes and there was no visible muscle. In addition, after experiencing three years of natural disasters, everyone was skinny, so how could they have any muscles?

(End of this chapter)