At the beginning, he took his seven younger siblings to join Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhongding had just poured tea for Hu Jieming and the others.

Zhongxin staggered over to his side, snuggled into his arms, and rubbed his little face against him.

Then she turned her little body.

Bright eyes stared unblinkingly at Wang Dafa across from him.

To be precise, she was staring at the toy duck in his hand.

This is a wind-up toy made of bamboo strips instead of spring plates.

When wound up, it will walk with its legs crossed and swaying.

This little guy loves it.

"Little one, are you awake? How about you come play at your sister-in-law's? Your brother is making tea, it might burn you."

Yi Zhongding held his small body and asked softly.

But the little guy ignored him and kept looking at Wang Dafa across from him.

Wang Dafa was engrossed in his research and didn't notice the little guy watching him.

"cough."

Hu Jieming realized what was happening and kicked him.

You took someone else's child's toy. How old are you? Why are you so playful?

As he thought about it, he secretly hid his hand holding the toy under the table.

He then casually glanced around.

I was afraid that there might be a pair of little eyes staring at me.

That would be a huge loss of face.

Fortunately, none of the other children went outside.

I must have failed to get the toys they like to play with.

"what?"

Wang Dafa looked up, completely bewildered.

"Who are you? Mine, Guoguo, made by me."

Yi Zhongxin pointed his chubby little finger at the toy in his hand and asked in a fierce but cute way.

"Ah? Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just looking, I was just looking, Uncle will give it back to you."

Wang Dafa looked like a guilty thief, his face turning bright red, and he could barely speak.

He then quickly placed the toy in front of Yi Zhongxin.

The little guy grabbed the toys in his hands, and only then did a smile appear on his serious little face.

"You little rascal, you're quite the fearless one! Say hello to these uncles and elders, say hello to them."

Yi Zhongding hadn't even had time to react yet; he hadn't expected the little guy to pull this stunt.

"You guys howl."

Zhongxin glanced at his brother, then at the group of strangers, raised his little hand and waved, giving a perfunctory greeting.

Before anyone else can react.

Then, with his short legs, he ran back to his room.

"Oh dear, slow down. You all sit down. The children have woken up. I'll go check on them."

Tan Xiulian's heart trembled as she watched him run so fast. She gave him a forced smile and followed after him.

"Haha, this child is so cute, you've raised him so well!"

Hu Jieming followed Zhongxin's retreating figure with a hint of reluctance.

He has children of his own.

But he was always fighting on the front lines.

When the child was young, I never saw him at all.

Now they've grown up again.

So he doesn't even know what his own child looked like when he was little.

"I'm sorry, Director Hu, Technician Wang, the child is only one and a half years old and doesn't understand."

Yi Zhonghai bowed slightly to express his apology.

"Oh, no, no, it was my fault."

Wang Dafa waved his hands repeatedly and said.

"This kid is bold and has a clear mind; he's bound to amount to something in the future."

Hu Jieming said with a hearty laugh.

After Yi Zhongxin's childlike and amusing remarks.

The atmosphere became lively.

He felt he should ask for their opinion.

"Brother Zhonghai, Zhongding, you know why I'm here, so what are your thoughts?"

"I just came down from the battlefield, I don't know how to negotiate a business deal, and I don't know what price to ask for."

"So you can name your price and let me hear it. I'll take a few pieces back to the factory, have a meeting, and then get back to you."

"What do you guys think?"

Hu Jieming put down his teacup and said somewhat embarrassedly.

A surge of passion welled up inside him, and he rushed straight to their house.

No matter how they talked, they still couldn't come up with a solution.

Wang Dafa stood to the side, holding a toy, his head bowed, his eyes flickering.

But he wasn't plotting against Yi Zhongding.

Instead, he was thinking about what would have happened before the new country was established.

Those factory owners, or rather, capitalists.

Will they go to Yi Zhongding's home to negotiate?

It's probably more like outright robbery and theft.

"Ha, I've been a fitter my whole life, and I don't even know how to bargain at the market, so I'm not getting involved."

"I believe that the country and the organization will not treat my younger brother, a boy who is only half a grown up, unfairly. I believe in the government that comes from the working class and peasantry."

"Dingya, this is a toy you created. You make the decisions, and your older brother supports you."

Yi Zhonghai smiled helplessly, and threw the nail back at him as he spoke.

"Yes, this is our people's government. It won't be like the Kuomintang, which only bullies its own people."

Tan Xiulian, being a shrewd person herself, smiled and echoed.

"Of course, brother and sister-in-law, don't worry. We are the people's soldiers. We only protect our country and safeguard our people. We will never bully the people."

"Zhongding, what are your thoughts?"

Hu Jieming made some assurances before speaking.

"Um, Director Hu, if I may ask, is Kangyuan Toy Factory now a joint state-private enterprise?"

A thousand thoughts flashed through Yi Zhongding's mind before he finally made his choice.

"Not yet. I'm currently just a deputy director of the public factory. It will only be officially a joint public-private enterprise when the three major reforms are completed."

Hu Jieming paused for a moment before answering.

"Then I can't directly license these toys to Kangyuan Toy Factory."

Yi Zhongding shook his head and said.

"Can't you do it directly? Then what are you planning to do?"

Hu Jieming asked in confusion.

"I'm just a junior high school student who just came to my older brother and sister-in-law's house from the mountains. I don't know how much value these things actually have."

"Our family isn't short of money. We are the families of martyrs, and the government gives us a monthly subsidy. Our tuition is also completely free. Compared to the days before liberation, this is something we could only dream of."

"Do you think these are the things that the country should pay attention to? I'll hand them over to the government and ask the relevant department to register them."

"As for the benefits, to be honest, one is that the peaceful and stable life we ​​enjoy now is all thanks to the bloodshed and sacrifice of our soldiers."

"Furthermore, if I were to talk about interests with heroes like you who risked your lives for the country and the people, fighting wars that lasted for three or even more generations in one generation, I would be ashamed to be a Chinese citizen and a family member of a martyr."

"So I won't discuss the terms. Everything will be handed over free of charge. Who gets to produce it and who doesn't will be left to the relevant national departments to decide."

"If these toys can make money by chance, then we will build more weapons, more airplanes and artillery, so that more soldiers can survive and our country can continue to be at peace."

Yi Zhongding organized his thoughts, spoke clearly, and said with a firm look in his eyes.

This was the result of his careful consideration.

Times have changed.

You have to use different methods to be a person and do things.

Facing this generation of martyrs.

What benefits could he possibly offer in return for their flesh and blood Great Wall?

What benefits can we offer them in return for enabling the Chinese people to stand up?

What benefits can make them understand that the Chinese people will remember the sacrifices and contributions of our martyrs for generations to come?