Courtyard House: The Road to an Industrial Power

[Ding! Successful test flight of the third-generation fighter jet!]

[System Reward Received: Active Phased Array Radar Technology!]

Lin Weidong, who had just parked his car at the entrance of the courtyard, was caught off guard by the sudden system notification.

He internally ranted against the system, "For so many years, the system rewards have never been on time!"

"And the difficulty of each item increases with each iteration."

After venting his frustrations, Lin Weidong pushed open the Jeep door and jumped out.

Yan Bugui saw Lin Weidong and said with a smile:

"Director Lin is back."

"What about that thing I told you about?"

Lin Weidong remembered that half a month ago, Yan Bugui brought Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiecheng to his door.

I hope I can arrange a job for them in the machine factory.

Lin Weidong readily agreed, considering that the Yan family had been washing his car for him every day for the past six months and occasionally fetching water for his mother.

I didn't expect to forget about it later because I was busy.

Lin Weidong looked at Yan Bugui, who was rubbing his hands together and looking at him expectantly, and thought for a moment before saying, "Have the two of them come directly to the factory to find me tomorrow."

"I'll make arrangements for them then."

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui smiled and said to Lin Weidong, "Thank you, Director Lin."

"I'll have them go to the factory to find you tomorrow."

After watching Lin Weidong enter the Intermediate People's Court, Yan Bugui happily ran home.

As soon as he entered the house, he said to his two sons who were sitting by the stove warming themselves, "I just asked Lin Weidong, and he told you two to go to the machine factory to see him tomorrow morning."

Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiecheng jumped up from their stools instantly: "Great! We can finally go work in the factory!"

Looking at his two sons gesturing excitedly, Yan Bugui coughed and said, "Since you two are going to work, then the food expenses you pay will also need to be changed."

As Yan Bugui spoke, he even took out an abacus.

Yan Jiecheng stared at Yan Bugui in disbelief, raising his voice eight octaves as he exclaimed, "What? You want to raise it even higher?!"

"I'm already paying eight dollars a month from odd jobs, isn't that enough?"

Yan Bugui snorted coldly, glanced at Yan Jiecheng, and said, "Look at this, the rent is five yuan a month, and the food expenses will also be five yuan."

"Considering all the expenses from childhood to adulthood, fifteen yuan a month isn't unreasonable for you!"

The third aunt came out of the kitchen at this moment and chimed in, "Your dad is right. Have we raised you all these years without spending any money?"

Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang were rendered speechless by the two men's words and had no choice but to reluctantly admit it.

The problem is that there are simply no extra houses left in Beijing to allocate to workers. If they could get housing, the two of them would definitely move out immediately.

When Lin Weidong returned home, he saw his mother changing his younger sister's diaper.

Looking at the discarded diapers, Lin's father looked distressed. When he saw Lin Weidong come in, he quickly said, "Weidong is back. Come and help me wash some diapers."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Xiulan yelled, "Lin Jianshe! Go wash your hands now! Weidong's hands are now used for building the country!"

"If you make him wash these again, I'll have him transfer you to the foundry workshop."

Lin's father looked at Zhao Xiulan with a wry smile: "Look at what you're saying, I wasn't joking."

Lin Weidong looked at his father, who was carrying a basin of diapers out to wash them, and said with a smile, "It's not that I don't want to help you, Dad, it's just that Mom won't let me."

Lin Jianshe snorted and went out with the diaper basin.

Lin Weidong put down his bag and came to his younger sister. Looking at the chubby little girl, Lin Weidong gently teased her with his hand.

This made her younger sister giggle, and then Zhao Xiulan suddenly asked, "Weidong, when are you and Wanqing going to have a baby?"

Lin Weidong coughed twice before saying, "I just don't have time. I'll wait two years."

When Zhao Xiulan heard that it would take another two years, she immediately became unhappy.

"What do you mean two more years? If we don't have a baby soon, the gossip in the yard will get out of control."

Zhao Xiulan looked at Lin Weidong with displeasure, gently patting the child in her arms.

Lin Weidong didn't know how to refute this for a moment, so he could only say, "Mom, I'm going out to help Dad wash diapers. Look how many there are!"

After saying that, he pushed open the door and went out.

"Dad, let me help you!"

Lin Jianshe knew from his son's reaction that he must be being pressured.

He also said earnestly, "Weidong, you're not young anymore. Your mother was barely twenty when she was pregnant with you!"

"Look at you, you're already twenty-one."

When Lin Weidong heard his father starting to urge him, he quickly said, "If you keep urging me, I won't wash your diapers anymore."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jianshe stopped urging the baby to be born.

While the two were changing diapers, Su Wanqing, who had been arranged by Lin Weidong to attend a meeting at the ministry, returned to the courtyard house looking exhausted.

After dinner, Su Wanqing and Lin Weidong returned to the west courtyard.

"What did you talk about at the ministry today?" Lin Weidong asked while massaging Su Wanqing's shoulders.

After giving a wry smile, Su Wanqing said, "Things are brewing up up there. Minister Shen told us to keep a low profile as much as possible."

"He'll let you know as soon as there's any movement from above."

"But he also said that our machinery factory is a special case, and this trend doesn't reach us."

Lin Weidong nodded thoughtfully after listening.

He said to Su Wanqing, "We just need to do our job well, and we won't get involved in the rest."

For the next period of time, Lin Weidong worked with everyone in the workshop to debug the third-generation fighter jet and equip it with weapons.

The radar system currently installed is a simplified version of an active phased array radar that Lin Weidong temporarily devised.

Although it's not as good as the complete version, it still far surpasses the current distance and accuracy.

Basically, current third-generation fighter jets already possess beyond-visual-range combat capabilities.

The missiles shown above are an improvement on man-portable air defense missiles.

It is faster and more powerful, and its weight has increased from a dozen kilograms to over a hundred kilograms.

By the time the modification was completed, a month had passed.

This time, instead of one, two fully operational third-generation fighter jets slowly drove out of the hangar at the air force base.

The two fighter jets each carried a total of eight missiles under their wings.

The group was at the control tower because the fighter jets were about to conduct live-fire training.

Just as the two fighter jets were slowly taxiing toward the runway.

The Russians, who had been monitoring the air force base, received the message.

When the message reached Sergei.

Sergei immediately put on his anti-G suit and led his seven team members toward the hangar.

A few minutes later, eight fighter jets flew toward China's northern border.

The fighter jets quickly entered Chinese airspace, and after flying over a dark patch of land and a ditch, Qin Yunshan immediately received the news.

"Reporting to the commander, eight Russian fighter jets have crossed our airspace and are flying towards us."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yunshan was immediately enraged: "This is utterly outrageous! They came a year ago, and they've come again today!"

"Since you're here, don't leave."

Qin Yunshan immediately pressed the red button on the command platform, then said to the two third-generation fighter jets that were flying towards the designated location, "We've encountered an emergency!"

"From training to real combat!"

"From training to real combat!"