"Lao Zhu, you see what you said about Xiaolei"

"This girl is really lawless if she doesn't talk about it, Xiao Lu is right, now it's reform and opening up, but without a strong backing to support it, how can these young people open their eyes to the world safely?"

"Too"

It was the dead of night, but the lights in the special care ward on the third floor of Sanlin People's Hospital were still bright, two elderly people who were over the age of sixties, one lying on the hospital bed, the other leaning on the side of the locker and sitting, talking about various topics of interest to the two of them, from the current international situation to the current reform progress in full swing;

Whether it is Zhu Guangrong on the hospital bed, or Liang Shouye sitting next to him, these two friends for many years are either emotional, or gratified, or excited, or regretful, unconsciously, time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the night gradually covers the sun, but the interest of the two old people has not diminished at all, but they have a good conversation, and the topic they talked about is the most involved in this afternoon:

"But Xiaolei is a girl after all, it's not good for you to talk about her in front of so many people!" Liang Shouye touched the top of his already extremely barren head with his hand, and persuaded with a smile, just in the afternoon, Zhu Guangrong on the hospital bed scolded his daughter Zhu Lei fiercely, for no other reason, just because of what she said to Lu Jiadong outside the ward.

In fact, Zhu Lei's words and deeds, Zhu Guangrong is very clear, especially after Zhu Lei threw out the argument of "turning a sword into a plow", he almost made this old expert in the military industry so angry that he jumped up from the hospital bed, but he had just undergone surgery not long ago, and he was unable to move, and he didn't even have the strength to speak loudly, so he could only stare dryly on the hospital bed.

Fortunately, Liang Shouye arrived. Let all this stop for a while, Zhu Lei also returned to the ward, but Zhu Guangrong did not feel pity for his daughter who was wronged outside, but scolded Zhu Lei angrily, and finally scolded Zhu Lei directly and ran out of the ward in tears:

"Don't say it, this kid is spoiled by me. If you don't care about it, you have to go to heaven!"

"Tube?" Liang Shouye's eyes were scorching, like two X-rays, and he swept back and forth on Zhu Guangrong's body a few times, as if through the heavy quilt, clothes, and muscles, he saw the beating heart of this old friend for many years, and said with a meaningful smile:

"Are you willing to take care of it? Besides, I don't know how careful you are, but I didn't expect it to be a step too late!"

"Well, I said you're a black bald man. Why do you still like to mess around with mandarin duck scores so much?"

"Hmph! Tell you, if I had a daughter like Xiao Lei, I wouldn't let go of a good son-in-law like Xiao Lu!"

"You said this lightly, Xiao Lu is a married person!"

"Look at it, look at it, it's a pity for you!"

"I think it's a pity for you!"

"I don't have a daughter, what am I sorry for?" Liang Shouye spread his hands and said very shamefully. Zhu Guangrong, who was on the sickbed, shook his head helplessly, glared at Liang Shouye and said:

"Alright. You old guy doesn't have a daughter, but the things in your heart are closer than any biological daughter!"

"It's useless to kiss again, I can't find a good son-in-law, and I can't support it!"

"What's the matter, you two black bald people want to pull my old bones to help you cry poor?" Zhu Guangrong stared at Liang Shouye in front of him intently, and then stretched out his hand and waved weakly:

"Not this time. The things in my heart now are no worse than yours, if you miss this village, there is no such shop, your old Liang has his own wishes, and I wish glory the same!"

"Understood, understood!" Liang Shouye nodded with a smile. As an old friend, he is very aware of Zhu Guangrong's dream of developing a new tank on a par with the world, and he has been diligently pursuing it for more than 10 years, and it has never been extinguished, just like his insistence on the YJ-8 anti-ship missile.

Back then, in order to cooperate with the Naval Aviation's QiangwuB missile-carrying project, Liang Shouye aimed at the forefront of the world's anti-ship missile development and proposed a new type of miniaturized anti-ship missile program, which not only subverted the inherent model of large volume advocated by the previous Soviet-style anti-ship missiles such as the Sea Hawk series and the upstream series, but also determined the development policy of "one missile with multiple uses and distributed development."

It's just that the experts at that time were not optimistic about the Eagle Strike No. 8 plan proposed by Liang Shouye, but the load of the strong five strong strike aircraft at that time was too small to carry such a large mass missile as the Sea Eagle and the upstream, so they reluctantly let Liang Shouye carry out this model, but it didn't take long for the modification plan of the strong five strong strike aircraft to be launched, and the fate of the related sub-projects supporting it could not escape the fate of the main project.

However, Liang Shouye did not believe in that evil, and not only stubbornly persisted in the YJ-8 anti-ship missile project, but also used all available resources to stubbornly carry out the project.

It was really difficult to continue, so he personally went to the Navy, the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense, and even the Armament Department of the General Staff to ask for it, and sometimes he would bring Zhu Guangrong and some other veteran experts in the military industry to go with him to the higher-level units to "fight the autumn breeze." For a period of time, Tan Bin, director of the Armament Department of the General Staff Department, and Qian Lei, director of the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense, avoided Liang Shouye when they saw him.

As for other difficulties, such as testing, sample production by supporting factories, and processing of related components, Liang Shouye ran down from department to department and did work from factory to factory, and only then did he develop the YJ-8 missile project little by little like squeezing toothpaste.

The reason why Liang Shouye is like this, not for anything else, just wants to fulfill the grand wish in his heart, he has experienced the poverty and weakness of old China, and has experienced the massacre of China by the Japanese army during the War of Resistance Against Japan, so when he studied in the United States, he vowed to use his own hands to polish the sword of the motherland more sharply and the shield to be harder, so he aimed at the flying missile system that was still in its infancy at that time.

After the victory in World War II, a large number of German experts were moved to the United States, and then followed the V1 missile designers to study, and participated in the pre-research work of several American flying missiles.

However, at that time, China did not have such conditions, and under the threat of "nuclear" blackmail, the two bombs and one satellite project surpassed all other projects and became the focus of national development, so Liang Shouye devoted himself to the development of domestic ballistic missiles, and with the successful trial production of Dongfeng 1, 2, and 3 missiles.

Liang Shouye did not continue to continue in this area like most people, but relied on the popularity and qualifications accumulated over the years to form a relevant team and start anew his long-dormant dream of developing a flying missile.

But Liang Shouye didn't think so, and soon the requirements of the navy made him seize the opportunity, even if he later wore the hat of "Little Erhei", he insisted on it without hesitation, because he firmly believed that one day his "Little Erhei" would become the cornerstone of Haijiang and even the entire country:

"It's just that your old Zhu has found a 'good son-in-law', with a good support, and the waist pole is much harder than before, why do you want to eat alone when you turn your face?

After listening to Liang Shouye's words, Zhu Guangrong was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the honey, fruits and other items brought by Liang Shouye, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face:

"I said how can you send me honey because of your two black bald men, it turns out that you have other plans!"

"Don't say anything, it's just that!" Before Zhu Guangrong could finish speaking, Liang Shouye interrupted him, then put his hands on his knees, and said with a grin:

"Anyway, my daughter is going to get married!"

"Do you know what it means to come first and come first? Besides, can people take a fancy to it, you are so on the pole, be careful that your hot face sticks to people's cold butts!"

"I don't care if he likes it or not, anyway, I just like it!" Liang Shouye waved his hand indifferently: "Although I don't have much contact with that Lu Jiadong, I can see that his vision is much stronger than those high-level officials!"

"That being said, if you want to transfer your precious daughter here, the dowry is not a decimal number!" After speaking, Zhu Guangrong meditated for a while, and then closed his eyes and waved his hand:

"Okay, I think you'd better find another master, don't snub my daughter for you, the family money that you have saved with great difficulty can't withstand the squandering of your daughter!"

"Hey, I said that you wish you glory, at that time you said that this place is good, why do you regret it now that I come? Believe it or not, I went directly to Xiao Lu to say?"

"Just say it, I don't know how many of his purse can bear?

"It's about money this time?"

"It's hard to do it"

"Let's make an end to you, this time except for your baby son-in-law, no one can do it, so I have to marry this girl!" As he spoke, Liang Shouye took down the honey on the table and put it in front of Zhu Guangrong, which means that these sweet honeys are not given to you for nothing, you look at it!

Zhu Guangrong knew that his old friend was not only a highly qualified military expert, but also a very bachelor's character, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been able to stick to a black household equipment until now, so Zhu Guangrong knew very well that the attention of this bald guy couldn't be changed easily, so he just stared at Liang Shouye's slightly smiling but firm gaze for a moment, and sighed helplessly:

"Since you have made up your mind to pay attention, let's find Xiao Lu yourself!"

"What's the matter?

"Haha~~ Say a good son-in-law, a good son-in-law will arrive" Lu Jiadong, who had just walked into the ward, heard Liang Shouye's words, and the small black line in his head suddenly fell (to be continued. )