Courtyard House: I'm an engineer, and a fairy godmother transferred me to a different position.

"They are twins, a boy and a girl."

"Ouch!"

Liu Haizhong's face immediately lit up with a smile. He turned to look at his daughter-in-law on the bed, his voice full of affection:

"My dear Xiaoyun, you are truly amazing!"

She stood on tiptoe, her chest throbbing with barely suppressed excitement.

Leaning slightly forward, his gaze fell on the swaddled baby, and his fingertips lightly touched the infant's cheek.

Fatty Liu stood to the side, his face flushed red, so excited he almost jumped up.

"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!"

"A son and a daughter, a perfect match, a dragon and a phoenix! Our Liu family is truly blessed!"

Before he finished speaking, he hurriedly pulled out a bulging cloth bundle wrapped tightly in red cloth from his pocket and stuffed it into Zhao Mengyun's pillow without saying a word.

"Xiao Yun!"

"This is a small token of our appreciation from your mother-in-law and me, please accept it!"

On the other side, Auntie had already deftly lifted the lid of the food basket, and a warm, sweet, and mellow aroma immediately filled the entire room. "I've been cooking brown sugar millet porridge all morning. Drink it while it's hot; it's the best time to replenish your energy and blood!"

For a moment, the ward was filled with the concerned words and undisguised joy of the elderly couple from the Liu family.

"Guangqi, have you come up with names for the children yet?"

The mother-in-law, who had been smiling silently, spoke softly, gently rocking the swaddled baby in her arms and looking over with warm eyes.

Liu Guangqi had just finished feeding Zhao Mengyun a spoonful of porridge when he heard the sound. He looked up at the two little lives sleeping soundly and gently stroked his daughter's clenched fist with his fingers.

He hesitated for a moment, then said gently:

"Let's name the older sister Ruixue and the younger brother Fengnian."

"A timely snowfall promises a bountiful harvest."

Zhao Mengyun repeated it softly, a faint smile appearing in her eyes, "It sounds nice, and it has a good meaning."

"Liu Ruixue, Liu Fengnian..."

Liu Haizhong pondered the two names, his brows gradually furrowing. He wasn't well-educated and couldn't fathom their deeper meaning; he only found them somewhat pleasant to pronounce.

His second aunt quietly tugged at his sleeve, her face also showing confusion:

"The names are quite nice, but when put together, is there some kind of arrangement? They don't sound like the names of other children of the same generation."

It's no wonder they were puzzled—these days, it's common for siblings to share the same character when naming their children.

For example, Liu's three sons, Guangqi, Guangtian, and Guangfu, all adopted the character "Guang" as their generation name; Zhao Mengyun and her younger brother Zhao Mengsheng also shared the character "Meng".

For example, the names of the Yan family members Jie Cheng, Jie Jie, Jie Di, and Jie Kuang, as well as the names of the He family members Yu Zhu and Yu Shui, all follow this rule.

His aunt's question revealed exactly what Liu Hai was thinking, and he quickly nodded in agreement.

Zhao's father and mother-in-law exchanged a smile, about to explain, when they heard Zhao Mengsheng, who had been quiet, suddenly clap his hands and jump up:

"I know that!"

"A timely snowfall promises a bumper harvest—it's an old saying!"

"My brother-in-law is hoping his two nephews will have great fortune in the future!"

There was a moment of silence in the ward after these words were spoken, followed by a burst of knowing laughter.

Fatty Liu suddenly realized and hugged little Ruixue in his arms even tighter: "Your dad knows how to name things! Much better than grandpa."

"It's both auspicious and literary, far superior to those names with the same character!"

Father Zhao nodded with a smile: "Guangqi is clever; his name contains his hopes—he wishes for the child's well-being and for a better world."

"These past two years have been tough; who doesn't long for a good harvest? A timely snowfall and a bountiful year—aren't those exactly what everyone's hopes for? Well, what a great name!"

The mother-in-law found it increasingly interesting and immediately made her decision:

"It's settled then! A timely snowfall and a bountiful harvest are both elegant and auspicious, just like these two little babies, bringing blessings and good fortune to the family!"

Amidst the room full of praise, Liu Guangqi simply smiled faintly:

"I only wish that the siblings live a peaceful and healthy life and grow up smoothly."

Zhao Mengyun leaned against the pillow, quietly watching her husband surrounded by his relatives.

Others only admired the ingenuity and meaning in his name, but only she understood that this man silently shouldered the expectations of his family and the future of the country.

Looking into the calm light in his eyes, she suddenly felt that the most reassuring thing in her life was marrying him.

Within this man's chest lies a scorching and vast world.

Just as Liu Guangqi was immersed in the warmth of this reunion, his request for leave, while giving himself a moment of peace, did not mean that his brief departure had already stirred up a storm outside.

The technical problem at Hongxing Factory drifted like a wisp of smoke towards the quiet building of the research department. When the call connected, however, came unexpected news: Liu Guangqi had taken leave.

The news spread like a pebble thrown into a still lake, its ripples spreading silently yet deeply. First, the Red Star Factory learned of it, then the foreign trade department was implicated. Next, the steel rolling mill, facing a difficult technological bottleneck, also dialed the same number for help. Soon, the Ministry of Metallurgy also heard about it. Those directly affiliated factories, and even units needing assistance from the Ministry of Machine Building, all sent inquiries to the research department. Within half a day, several ministries that had worked with Liu Guangqi knew he was temporarily away from his post in the hospital.

Suddenly, the ordinary telephone at Peking Union Medical College Hospital became busy. The callers were all leaders from various departments, their voices carrying a barely perceptible concern. The person who answered was Liu Guangqi's bodyguard, who repeatedly assured the person on the other end, "The director is in good health, please rest assured."

For someone who has always considered his workplace his home and rarely leaves his seat, this sudden leave inevitably surprised his colleagues who are familiar with his style.

"Director, Director Tian from the Ministry of Metallurgy called to inquire about your well-being, worried that you might be unwell," the guard reported.

Liu Guangqi smiled slightly: "What was your answer?"

I said, "You've become a father and are at the hospital with your family."

Not long after the words were spoken, the phone rang again. This time it was a message of concern from the Ministry of Foreign Trade. Even the usually serious Director of the Personnel Department of the First Ministry of Machine Building sent a special message: "Tell Director Liu to take care of his family affairs without worry, and not to concern himself with any matters of the ministry."

As the guards announced the familiar names and greetings one by one, Liu Guangqi felt a warm surge of emotion. He never expected that his ordinary request for leave would elicit such a continuous response, a commotion no less significant than that of presiding over an important technical battle.

He turned his head. The sky outside the window was bright and clear, and on his sickbed, his wife and newborn were fast asleep. A solid and profound tranquility slowly spread through his chest. Perhaps this was the deepest answer to all his toil and hardship.

Inside Peking Union Medical College Hospital, several staff members at the nurses' station couldn't help but whisper among themselves. They had seen many important figures, but this was the first time they had ever witnessed someone using the hospital's phone as a temporary hotline, with multiple ministries calling in succession to inquire about one person's situation.

The following morning, in the special care ward of Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

As the soft light just touched the edge of the curtains, Liu Guangqi sat on the edge of the bed, a small knife spinning steadily in his hand, the apple peel forming a symmetrical, pale yellow arc. Zhao Mengyun leaned against the headboard, her gaze quietly fixed on his hand.

Just then, the guard walked in quickly and quietly.

"Director, the research department called again. They asked if you could come back to the ministry today to handle the coordination of technology transfer."

This is the third time this morning that they've called to inquire.

Mr. Zhao, who had been sitting in a round-backed chair by the window, carefully cradling his granddaughter in his arms, raised his head. He gently placed the sleeping baby Ruixue into the arms of his wife, Wu Shuang, with a movement so gentle it was almost unrecognizable from his usual dignified and imposing demeanor.

He looked at his son-in-law, his gaze calm and solemn, his tone gentle yet firm: "Go back. The matter on your shoulders concerns the nation's development. Your mother and I may not understand your machines and blueprints, but we know what is more important. We cannot let the joy of a new addition to the family interfere with more important matters."

He paused briefly, then added, a rare, almost humorous smile playing on his lips: "Your parents will arrive this afternoon. Meng Yun and the child are well taken care of here, inside and out; nothing will go wrong."

Wu Shuang and her husband exchanged a glance. They had both witnessed the guards coming and going to report on phone calls since last night until this morning. This constant communication was hardly ordinary official business; it clearly indicated that their son-in-law's work was extremely urgent, to the point that they couldn't be without him for even a moment.

Seeing this scene, their approval of their son-in-law had already turned into a deep sense of pride.

Zhao Mengyun gently tugged at Liu Guangqi's sleeve. Her face was still somewhat pale, and her voice was weak, but her eyes were clear and bright: "Go ahead, the child and I are fine. Come back soon after you're done."

Looking into his wife's eyes, brimming with complete trust, and then at his in-laws' urging him to "get to work quickly," Liu Guangqi felt a surge of warmth in his heart, tinged with a touch of helpless smile. This was his family, the most solid foundation behind all his endeavors.

He bent down and carefully tucked the blanket around his wife, his fingertips inadvertently stroking her cheek.

"Get some rest, I'll be back as soon as possible."

Having said that, he no longer hesitated and turned to face the guard at the door.

"Let's go."

Ministry of Machine Building, Research Department. In the familiar corridors, another battlefield without gunfire awaits him.

When Liu Guangqi hurriedly pushed open the office door, his clothes still smelled faintly of disinfectant from the hospital.

"The section chief has arrived!"

The people who had been hunched over the blueprints all looked up. Several sharp-eyed ones had already caught a glimpse of the undisguised gleam in his eyes.

"I heard you had a new baby in your family?" The young technician surnamed Zhang was the most daring and rushed forward first, followed by several other curious faces.

A smile spread across Liu Guangqi's face.

Without beating around the bush, he casually placed his briefcase on the table and took out a bulging cloth bag from it. He loosened the bag, and colorful fruit candies rolled out.

"A son and a daughter, twins." His voice was gentle. "Let's all share some candy and share in the joy."

He specially chose the fruit candies—milk candy coupons are hard to collect, and this generous portion was just enough for the forty or fifty people in the research department to enjoy the sweetness.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Immediately, the air seemed to explode.

"Twins?! This is truly an incredible blessing!"

"The section chief is truly extraordinary; even the addition of a new member to the family is handled flawlessly!"

"Who in our department has ever had such a joyous occasion? The first one!"

For a moment, no one went to grab the candy on the table. Everyone gathered around Liu Guangqi, offering their congratulations one after another, filling the entire room with a lively atmosphere.

"Both children will surely be outstanding individuals in the future."

"Thank you all for your kind words," Liu Guangqi replied with a smile.

The news spread like wildfire, flying from the research department throughout the entire Ministry of Machine Building. Having children wasn't unusual these days, but having twins, a son and a daughter, was a rare occurrence. People from other departments frequently popped in to offer their congratulations, and Liu Guangqi thanked them all, carefully accepting each blessing.

No wonder—he's always been well-liked in the department, and the congratulatory messages rang out intermittently throughout the morning.

As the noise gradually subsided, Liu Guangqi sat back down at his desk. With his child safely delivered and someone at home to take care of things, his last worry was finally gone. He felt a surge of energy coursing through his body, his gaze fixed on the unfinished machine tool modification drawings on his desk, his eyes gradually hardening with a sharp intensity.

Good fortune has arrived, but so has the burden on his shoulders. Now, he's pondering how to achieve tangible results in this position. It's time to restart the long-stalled five-axis linkage project.

After all this time, even he himself felt sorry for the trust and treatment the organization had given him.

……

A moment later, Liu Guangqi knocked on the door of Director Lin's office.

"Director," he sat down across from me at the desk, handing me a sheet covered in handwriting, "you've reviewed the technical data on five-axis linkage. I'd like to apply to establish a new specialized research laboratory; this is a list of specific requirements."

Director Lin took the paper, his gaze falling on the first item, "Upgrade the security level," and immediately nodded.