Chapter 1532 Supporting Miaoyuan Palace

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Prepare for war and famine for the people, good people and good horses go to the third line!

Han Aimin returned to the 985 factory that he had been dreaming about. He didn't want to be laid off again, and he didn't want to be displaced again. He wanted to change his life and his life.

PS: This book is also known as "Rebirth 1987", which is extremely exciting and takes you back to the passionate years.

"The sixth set of radio gymnastics starts now, stretching exercises, ready! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..." Or download and read without ads

"Aimin, Aimin, wake up!"

"Teacher Han! Teacher Han!"

"Don't shout, send Teacher Han to the hospital quickly!"

"Who knows if he has broken any bones? Don't move around. Let's call the hospital!"

Han Aimin was awakened by the shouts that came one after another. He opened his eyes and saw a familiar and unfamiliar face surrounding him, and their expressions were more nervous than one. Then, a burning pain came from the elbow and knee.

"Ai Min is awake, let's get out of the way." A man in his forties was relieved and asked anxiously: "Ai Min, are you okay?"

If he wasn't dreaming, the person in front of him should be his former colleague and elder brother Zhong Jianyu. He was a military cadre who transferred to the 985 factory. Because he didn't know the technology and the factory didn't lack political cadres, he was arranged to be a political teacher in the children's middle school.

The young woman wearing a plaid spring and autumn shirt behind Zhong Jianyu was named Liu, Liu Pingping. She was not only a child of the 985 factory, but also a classmate of the third sister from the nursery to junior high school. She graduated from high school, and because she didn't get into college, the factory arranged her to be an English teacher in the children's middle school. But she was not a cadre, nor a formal employee, but a "large collective worker" whose salary was one level lower than that of formal employees...

"Ai Min, look at my hand!" Zhong Jianyu didn't know what Han Ai Min was thinking, raised his finger, and moved it in front of Han Ai Min's eyes.

The severe pain in his elbows and knees, the familiar faces in front of him, and the familiar melody of the sixth set of radio gymnastics outside made Han Aimin realize that he was not dreaming, and he hurriedly said: "Teacher Zhong, I'm fine."

"Really fine?"

"Really fine, I... I want to sit alone for a while." The website transcoding content is incomplete, exit the transcoding page or download for a better experience, faster updates, please come and experience

"It looks like you fell and fainted, and you should pay attention to your feet when you go downstairs next time. You sit down first, I'll get you a glass of water."

"No, I'm not thirsty."

Liu Pingping asked with concern: "Aimin, do your arms and legs hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital to let your third sister take a look?"

Han Aimin forced himself to cheer up and pretended to be calm and said: "No, no need to go to the hospital."

"Can you stand?"

"Yes."

"Stand up and walk a few steps."

"Okay."

Han Aimin knew that she would be worried if he didn't move his legs and feet, and at the same time wanted to figure out whether he was dreaming, so he simply stood up despite the severe pain, holding the table and chair and walked out of the familiar teacher's office.

Looking up, I saw mountains, rolling hills, towering ancient trees, and lush greenery all around.

Looking down at the building, the children were doing radio gymnastics in an orderly manner. On the left were the primary school students of the children's primary school. I could clearly see that it was my nephew Junjun who was doing the exercises in the third row and in the front on the far left.

Looking along the winding mountain road in front of the school gate, not far away was the family area. My home was in Building 17 in Area 1, and further ahead was Area 2. The general assembly workshop was behind the factory building, and the workshop for producing and processing gun barrels and muzzle brakes was in a large cave on the mountainside. My elder sister and her friends had to take the cable car to work in the workshop every day...

That's right!

This is the "home" and old unit 985 Factory located in the deep mountain valley, which is affiliated to the Fifth Ministry of Machinery Industry. For confidentiality reasons, the project code and design code when the factory was built were 985, so it was called 985 Factory, and it was called the State-owned Shuanghe Machinery Factory, or Shuanghe Factory for short. It cannot be found on the map, and there is no mailing address. If outsiders want to send letters, they can only send them to "Shancheng 6015 Mailbox". Or download the ad-free reading

If my memory is correct, I was alone in the dilapidated factory area before I woke up. The once bustling factory building was full of abandoned and collapsed houses and weeds. It is hard to imagine that the factory that was once prosperous is now deserted and in ruins.

The walls that were once extremely clean and tidy have long been mottled; the steps that were once extremely familiar are also covered with moss and weeds; the bustling venue, thousands of wooden seats

Although they are still placed in the same way as they were back then, they have long been covered with dust and dirt. Because it is located in a deep mountain valley at the junction of Chongqing and Guizhou, it is usually sparsely populated and deserted and dilapidated enough to be shot in a horror movie.

But now, everything has returned to its original state!

Han Aimin felt that it was so unreal. He subconsciously looked at the blackboard on the first floor wall. The blackboard was written by teacher Zhong Jianyu. The handwriting was as beautiful as ever, which made him, a normal school student who graduated from the first normal school in Shancheng, feel ashamed. But what he was paying attention to now was the date at the end of the signature, which was March 6, 1987.

Did I really travel through time?

I went back to 1987?

Han Aimin was confused and couldn't believe it was true. He didn't care about the severe pain in his arms and knees, and continued to walk forward.

After the radio gymnastics, the children lined up to return to their respective classrooms as usual. Or download ad-free reading

A child ran out of the queue and said happily: "Uncle, my father has to escort the cannon to the train station at noon. My mother is working overtime today and will not come down from the mountain at noon. They asked me to go to the cafeteria with you to eat at noon!"

It doesn’t seem like a dream, how can a dream be so real...

Han Aimin calmed down and asked out of nowhere: "Where is Chenchen?"

"I don't know, he should go back to class."

"You can ask him after class later if he should go home to eat at noon or go to the cafeteria with us."

"Okay, I'm going to class first."

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"Know."

Chenchen is the second sister's child. She has an early birthday and will enter first grade at the age of six. As an uncle, Han Aimin should help his sisters and brothers-in-law take care of their children just like his sisters took care of him.

Watching his eldest sister's son Junjun go away, Han Aimin suddenly remembered something.

The eldest brother-in-law, Huang Haishan, is also a child of the 985 Factory. He graduated from junior high school and joined the army. When he was demobilized, he was assigned by the factory to work as an economic policeman in the security department. The Security Section is branded as the Public Security Section and accepts the dual leadership of the factory and the Shancheng City Public Security Bureau. The section chief and security officer are both the security cadres of the factory and the public security officers. The economic police are drawn from various workshops. They are all strong young workers and are not cadres. Their uniforms are all different, and they are not equipped with guns like cadres.

The eldest brother-in-law joined the party very early because he was a soldier. He is also a son of the 985 Factory with a good background. He is highly regarded by the leaders of the Security Section. Since last year, he has been doing work instead of serving as the deputy captain of the Economic Police Team. Not only He put on the uniform of a public security officer and was equipped with a May 4th-style pistol.

This year, the factory decided to transfer him to another job. The process was almost complete and all that was left was to stamp the final official seal. At this juncture, he led a team to carry out the task of transporting two howitzers to the train station. Because the hook of a truck towing the cannon broke, the cannon fell into the cliff.

If the factory had achieved good profits a few years ago and would have produced hundreds of large-caliber artillery pieces for the country a year, it would not have been a big deal if one cannon broke.

However, this is not the case now.

Although the Laoshan front line is still fighting, the demand for artillery is not as much as in previous years. During the reform and opening up, the country wanted to engage in economic construction. The superiors required military industrial enterprises such as the 985 Factory to transform. Military product orders were getting less and less. Such a large factory could not produce a few cannons in a month. If you broke one, this was a major safety issue. ACCIDENT!

If this problem is not solved quickly, every cadre and employee involved in transporting the artillery will be held accountable, and the eldest brother-in-law's transfer will be as dirty as before.

If he can't change his career, he can only continue to be an economic policeman. After the factory moved to Chengdu, the capital of Xichuan Province, and the economic police were abolished, he had to put on a security uniform and become a security guard. Then he would be restructured, restructured, and restructured again. The only thing waiting for him would be to be laid off. Those security section cadres who were transferred to other positions had two choices when the factory moved out of the deep ravine. They could either go to Chengdu to continue working as security cadres, or they could stay and be transferred to the Jijiang County Public Security Bureau to become local police officers.

The eldest brother-in-law looked forward to the stars and the moon and wanted to become an official police officer. Han Aimin didn't want his dream to be shattered, so he immediately endured the pain and walked out of the campus, limping toward the assembly workshop.

"Pingping, where are Aimin going?" Zhong Jianyu stood on the second floor, looking at Han Aimin's back and asked in confusion.

Liu Pingping thought for a while and whispered: "He should go to the hospital. He just fell badly."

"What about his class?"

"I'll go to Class 2 and have a look. If it doesn't work, I'll adjust the get out of class with him."

"He has two classes in the morning, and there is another one at the technical school!" Zhong Jianyu reminded.

Factory 985 has more than 3,000 formal employees, including tens of thousands of family members.

In the county town, employees and their families come from all over the world, so they can only run their own nurseries, primary schools, junior high schools, and even a technical school.

The nursery is in the family area, Zidi Primary School and Zidi Middle School are in the same compound, and the technical school is next door.

Unlike primary schools and junior high schools, technical schools have full-time teachers, only principals and deans. Teachers for cultural courses such as Chinese, mathematics, and physics at technical schools are drawn from children's middle schools, and teachers for professional courses such as mechanical drawing are drawn from technical departments and other departments. , the teachers of the practical training classes are concurrently served by senior masters from each workshop.

Most of the students in the technical school are children of the factory, and some are related to the county and brother military industrial enterprises. The schooling lasted for three years. After graduation, most of them were assigned to work in various workshops in the factory, and some were assigned to factories supporting the 985 factory. Those factories were all in the mountain city area and were third-tier military industrial enterprises affiliated with the Fifth Machinery Department.

Liu Pingping thought that Han Aimin would go to the technical school to teach mathematics today, so she quickly said: "Teacher Zhong, I'm going to call Principal Wu to ask for a day off for Aimin and ask Principal Wu to adjust the curriculum."

"You go to class first, and I'll call Principal Wu."

"That's fine."

Han Aimin was confused and didn't know whether what he saw was an illusion or reality. He only knew that even if it was an illusion, he could not make his eldest brother-in-law regret. For a moment, he forgot that he was a physics teacher at the 985 Factory Children's Middle School and a math teacher at the 985 Factory Technical School.

At that time, the third-line construction required "backing, dispersion, and concealment."

The choice of the 985 factory site is absolutely in line with this principle. The factory area stretches for several kilometers and is surrounded by mountains and forests. The workshops are built in several ravines, and occasionally you can see cottages dotted in the mountains. Large workshops with all blue bricks are scattered among the bushes, and there are also many air-raid shelters. It is said that when the site was selected, the Air Force was asked to arrange for aircraft to fly over it to confirm that it was sufficiently concealed before finally choosing to build the factory here.

The mountain road was difficult to walk, so Han Aimin rushed to the assembly workshop in a hurry, panting from exhaustion and sweating profusely.

The machines roared in the workshop, but now they are no longer producing cannons. Instead, they are producing civilian products such as automobile wheels, mufflers, metal fuel tanks, and hydraulic tongs in accordance with the superior's requirements of "protecting the army and converting it into civilians, and integrating military and civilians."

Since the civilian product orders were relatively complex and not as simple as the cannon manufacturing in the past, the large workshop was divided into several work areas.

Han Aimin greeted his familiar uncles and brothers along the way and came to his second brother-in-law Zhang Shengbing who was busy.

"Aimin, why are you here free? You don't have to teach students today?" Zhang Shengbing was surprised by the arrival of his brother-in-law. He put down his tools and picked up a rag to wipe his hands.

"Second brother-in-law, I'm here to see the eldest brother-in-law. Have you seen him?"

"You should go to the Security Department to find Haishan. What are you doing here?"

"Junjun said he was going to send artillery today."

"What does it have to do with you if he sends the cannon?" Zhang Shengbing asked with a smile.

Han Aimin didn't know how to explain it for a while, so he could only say: "I want to see the cannon."

"What's so good about cannons? It's not like you haven't seen them before." As long as you are a child of the 985 Factory, the last thing you are interested in are cannons, because you have lived in the factory area where cannons are produced since you were a child, and you have long been tired of seeing them. Zhang Shengbing thought that his brother-in-law often corresponded with a female classmate from the normal school, and he couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Aimin, do you miss your girlfriend and plan to take a ride on the cannon truck to the mountain city to see your girlfriend?"

"No, besides, the eldest brother-in-law only needs to deliver the cannon to the train station and will not go to the mountain city."

"I don't even know how to lie. It's time for men to get married and women to get married. What's wrong with falling in love?" Zhang Shengbing smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Aimin, I think you're just reading a book and being stupid. Studying is important. , but also a balance between work and rest.”

"Brother-in-law, what do you mean?"

"The cannon cannot be delivered to the troops after being assembled. It must first be taken to the back mountain shooting range for test firing. The seamount should be in the back mountain. The cannon must be tested and signed by the military representative before he can take the cannon to the train station for installation. car."

Time passed so long that Han Aimin really forgot to test the cannon before delivering it, and said with a bit of embarrassment: "Second brother-in-law, you are busy first, I will go to the back mountain to find the eldest brother-in-law."

"How did you get here?"

"Come here."

"Wangshan is a dead horse. How long does it take to walk there? Wait, I'll ask the director for a leave and drive you there on a motorcycle."

The second brother-in-law is the only son of his family. One of his parents is a cadre in the factory, and the other is a factory employee. Together with the second sister, the four people in his family make money and have the best economic conditions. I bought a Jialing motorcycle last year, and I don’t know how many people are envious of it.

Who would be stupid enough to climb a mountain when you can ride a motorcycle?

Han Aimin follows the good deeds.

Teachers, whether at the local level or in the 985 factory, although their wages are not high, they are still a respected profession.

The workshop director understood the situation and readily gave Zhang Shengbing half an hour's leave. Welcome! ! !

Zhang Shengbing took him out of the workshop, got on his motorcycle, and drove him along the winding mountain road with lush mountains on one side and cliffs on the other to the gun test range by the river beach.