The Courtyard House: Xu Damao's Aunt is the Queen of Women

After taking the photos, Liu Hao entered the kitchen with a mix of trepidation and excitement.

The kitchen was a mess. The chicken that Xu Damao killed last night had been completely ruined by Ye Juan. It was burnt in the pot and emitted a pungent, fishy, ​​and burnt smell.

Ye Juan stood at the door, asking nervously, "Honey, is there any way to salvage this?"

Liu Hao took two deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the urge to beat up the little queen, and turned his head to show a stiff smile.

"There's no way to salvage it, it's all burnt. We'll have noodles for dinner, and after that I'll help my sister with the math problem. You clean up the kitchen."

"Okay!"

Liu Hao rolled up his sleeves, tied on an apron, and started washing the pot, boiling water, beating eggs, chopping the sausage, and stir-frying it with the eggs and scallions.

The noodles were dried noodles, bought from the system store. He cooked three bowls of noodles, topped with egg and sausage sauce, and called out, "Wife, come and get the noodles."

"Here you are!"

In the living room, Ye Juan, who was studying camera accessories, responded and got up to run into the kitchen.

Three steaming bowls of noodles were placed side by side on the stove, topped with chopped green onions. Ye Juan squinted as she examined them, the rich aroma wafting towards her, perfectly embodying the phrase "a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate."

"Wow, it smells delicious! It looks so appetizing. Honey, you'll have to teach me how to cook properly from now on."

After washing his hands, Liu Hao untied his apron, wiped them dry, and then reached out to pinch the little queen's cheek.

"I will definitely teach you. I'll be busy with work and won't have time to cook in the future, so I'll have to rely on you."

"It's Friday today, and we have the day after tomorrow off, so I'll teach you properly."

Ye Juan nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with a thirst for learning.

She genuinely wanted to learn to cook and be a good wife, instead of being a gluttonous fool.

She grew up in a military compound. Her parents were too busy with work to cook, so she and her older sister and brother always ate in the canteen and never had the chance to learn to cook.

Now that I'm grown up and married, I must study diligently and work hard.

The two carried the noodles to the living room. Ye Xi sat at the table, took out three large notebooks from her backpack, and focused intently on writing down the key points that Liu Hao had mentioned on the way back.

"Sister Xi, let's eat first."

Ye Xi put down her pen, stood up, and took the noodles Liu Hao handed her, exclaiming in surprise, "Your cooking skills look pretty good!"

"It's alright, I'd say it's not bad."

Ye Xi took off her glasses and chuckled, "Don't be modest. Excessive modesty is arrogance."

Liu Hao was slightly taken aback. Without her glasses, Ye Xi's originally intellectual and aloof demeanor was enhanced by an unadorned softness, making her even more radiant than when she wore glasses.

"Sister Xi, glasses really do hide your stunning beauty! By the way, how nearsighted are you?"

"Over 300 degrees, not too deep, but without my glasses, everything is like looking at flowers through a fog. I have to get right up to the abacus beads to see them clearly."

She casually placed her glasses on the table, sat down in a chair, and looked down to smell the aroma of the noodles in her bowl.

"Thanks to these glasses, they've saved me a lot of trouble. Otherwise, with people staring at me all the time, how could I concentrate on my studies?"

"Exactly, those bastards act like they've never seen a woman before. Are they really that pretty?"

Ye Juan deeply sympathized with this, because she, too, was constantly bothered by those burning gazes due to her outstanding appearance, leaving her nowhere to hide.

Liu Hao stared at his wife, becoming more and more fascinated.

The young queen, who has transitioned from a girl to a young woman, has shed her naivety and gained a touch of charm, becoming even more stunningly beautiful.

"It seems you still don't truly realize how attractive your looks and figure are to men, like me, for example, right now I'm thinking..."

Liu Hao stopped talking halfway through his sentence, forgetting that his sister-in-law was at home.

Ye Juan blushed slightly, glared at Liu Hao, and buried her head in her noodles.

Ye Xi smiled without saying a word. Although she had never been in a relationship, she had some knowledge in certain areas.

The younger sister's demeanor has changed a lot, and she walks a little unnaturally. Considering that the two of them got their marriage certificate yesterday, and the younger sister is not feeling well today and is taking the day off to rest at home, do we even need to guess why?

Looks like I'll be able to hold my nephew next year.

After finishing her noodles, Ye Juan quickly cleared away the empty bowls, went to the kitchen to boil water to wash the dishes, and cleaned up the kitchen.

Liu Hao went outside and brought back a basket of coal briquettes. He turned up the fire in the stove, and the temperature in the living room rose rapidly.

Ye Xi wiped the table clean with a cloth, opened her notebook, and arranged the pen, ink, and draft paper.

Liu Hao washed his hands, sat down next to Ye Xi, took out a cigarette from his pack, and lit it.

"By the way, Sister Xi, can you stand the smell of smoke?"

"I can't stand the smell, there's nothing I can do. All my classmates and teachers smoke, so I always wear a mask at school and the research institute."

"..."

Liu Hao expressed his understanding, because scientific research is all mental work, and smoking would make one smoke even more.

Smoking is not just a habit, but a life-saving medicine for researchers.

In those days, scientific research equipment was rudimentary and data was scarce. It could take days and nights to derive a formula, and if an experiment failed, it had to be started all over again. Nicotine became the most direct stimulant.

"Let's begin, let me see what kind of strange equations and formulas these are!"

Ye Xi smiled faintly: "These problems can only stump me, they shouldn't be a problem for you."

"By the way, I'm curious, where did you learn all this advanced mathematics?"

Upon hearing this question, Liu Hao smiled slightly, having already prepared his answer.

The deceased Liu Hao wrote in his diary that there was an old madman named Zu Hongjie living in Renjia Village, Tongxian County, right next to his house.

It is said that Zu Hongjie was a descendant of Zu Chongzhi, a famous ancient mathematician, and a top talent who returned from studying in Germany. He held a doctorate in engineering from the University of Munich, a doctorate in philosophy from the University of Berlin, and a doctorate in physics. In 1937, he returned to his hometown of Tongxian County, where he unfortunately encountered the July 7th Incident and was captured by Japanese agents, who forced him to conduct scientific research for the Japanese.

Zu Hongjie refused to submit even unto death and was cruelly tortured by the Japanese soldiers, who also tried to capture his parents and sister to force him to comply.

His parents were also fiercely independent. When they learned that the Japanese wanted to use them to force their son to become a traitor, they set fire to their house and burned themselves to death.

Upon learning the devastating news, Zu Hongjie was heartbroken, his hair turned white overnight, and he suffered a mental breakdown.

The Japanese still didn't let him go, imprisoning him in a dark and hopeless prison for eight years until he was rescued in 1945 when the Japanese surrendered.

At that time, Zu Hongjie's mental problems were already very serious. He would go crazy one moment and be normal the next. A family in Renjia Village had received kindness from the Zu family, so they took Zu Hongjie into the village and settled him down. The villagers respected Zu Hongjie, a hero who was of unyielding integrity and would rather die than become a traitor, and they all spontaneously helped to support him.

Liu Hao's adoptive father, Liu Mengxin, was kind-hearted and took good care of Zu Hongjie, who lived next door.

Young Liu Hao often played at Zu Hongjie's house, and when Zu Hongjie was sober, he would teach Liu Hao to read and write.

This is also why Liu Hao, who is so good at math, was able to graduate first in his class in the accounting program at the Finance and Trade Cadre Academy, and was just one point away from a perfect score.

"My adoptive father passed away in May two years ago, and two months later, Uncle Hong also passed away..."

After listening to Liu Hao's story, Ye Xi's eyes reddened. She felt both admiration and pity for Zu Hongjie, this talented young man with a tragic fate.

No wonder Liu Hao is so good at math; it turns out he was taught by Zu Hongjie, who holds a PhD in Engineering from the University of Munich, a PhD in Philosophy from the University of Berlin, and a PhD in Physics, since childhood.

The value of a doctorate in engineering or physics goes without saying, and a doctorate in philosophy is also very impressive.

The Doctor of Philosophy degree originated in Europe as a high-level research doctoral degree. It is not only awarded to those specializing in philosophy, but also covers almost all academic fields, including mathematics, physics, chemistry, biology, engineering, and the humanities and social sciences.

Zu Hongjie holds a PhD in Mathematics and Philosophy and has profound expertise in applied mathematics, computational mathematics, and mechanical mathematics.

"Please accept my condolences. Are you going back to sweep the tombs for Qingming Festival? I'd like to go with you to pay respects to my uncle and Dr. Zu!"

Liu Hao nodded: "I'll definitely go. I'll let you know in advance."

"Alright, it's getting late, let's begin."

Ye Xi put on her glasses and laid out a stack of lab reports, densely covered with pencil marks containing resistivity, grain size, and low-temperature test data for niobium-titanium alloys.

"Let's look at the correction algorithm for the critical magnetic field. The data from Northern Jiangsu only provides a basic formula, without mentioning the influencing factors such as impurities and stress."

Liu Hao took the data and scanned it, his mind automatically starting to deduce and calculate the solution.

"This ideal formula is useless; we need to add a correction term."

Ye Xi picked up her pen and began to take notes.

"First, calculate the influence coefficient of resistivity. Take ten sets of sample data, with resistivity ranging from 0.01 to 0.08, corresponding to the deviation value of the critical magnetic field... This coefficient is 0.02."

Hearing Liu Hao accurately report the data, Ye Xi felt a lump in her throat, feeling both happy and frustrated. She had spent a day and two nights calculating this data by hand and using a slide rule, and the coefficients she got were inconsistent and unusable.

As it turned out, when it came to Liu Hao, he could get an accurate result with just one glance.

Why is there such a big difference between people who are all human?

"The residual stress of the samples ranges from 20 to 100 MPa, corresponding to the rate of change of the critical magnetic field. This stress coefficient is 1.2 parts per million."

"Underline the key points in red, which will be useful later. The actual critical magnetic field is equal to the value calculated by the basic formula, multiplied by one, plus the resistivity correction value, and then the sum of the stress correction value."

"Substituting the liquid nitrogen temperature of 4.2K, resistivity of 0.03, stress of 50MPa, and grain diameter of 4 micrometers, the critical magnetic field should be 8.21T."

Ye Xi's hand holding the pen was trembling.

8.21T!!!

She took out the experimental data from under her notebook. The critical magnetic field was 8.2T, which was only 0.01T different from the value reported by Liu Hao.

But this data was obtained by a team of hundreds of people who worked hard for more than a month and used the most advanced computers for four days.

"Liu Hao, you're not human!"

"..."