Carambola remembers that when she was in school, there were very few girls studying this mechanical major. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info When I went to university, it was the expansion of enrollment year after year, and the quality of students was uneven.

I went to school at Zheng University, which is a good school. My father graduated here before he was born. The four years of college life didn't care about falling in love at all, just a mental study.

In fact, students know that girls in this major are basically female men. Alas, everyone in the family is in this business. After all, it was academic success, and the four years of time were not dedicated to online games like some students, and my efforts finally paid off.

But it's all in the past, as if I studied hard just for this day, to go back to the past and live again. Yang Mingzhi is nine years old this year, and he was born in 83. Ordinary children are in the third grade when they are nine years old, but Yang Mingzhi is different. This child, named Daming, fully inherited his parents' excellent mind, and learned very quickly, so he simply skipped a grade. And in 1993, he was about to enter junior high school.

He was a very self-reliant child, and his mother sometimes jokingly called him a little pillar.

Now that he is a brother and sister, Da Ming has been fully mentally prepared. This sister is quieter and full of spirituality, and some unclear reason will make her deliberately close. According to my mother's words, this is fate.

During this time of coming to the new home, star fruit actually has full freedom. When Yang Dexin went to work, the three-year-old star fruit stayed home alone. There is a kindergarten in this compound, but because he is too young, his adoptive father still decided to slow it down.

What was a father's life like?

Walking into my father's room, there was a small bookcase, and the star fruit looked at it, and it was all about machinery. There are also some magazine novels. There is not much furniture and there is also a small TV and Xiaoice box.

But his living room is a little bit closer, but it's still a cosy little nest. "In this era, there wasn't even a computer. Most of my netizens have only been born now. When bored, star fruit had to lie in bed in a daze, but this daze seemed to be a waste of life.

I struggled to move a chair and stood on it to reach the books on the shelf. Ah! Eventually it was a fall and a pull-down.

"It's dangerous, this three-year-old child's body is still too weak!"

The star fruit slowly stood up, patted the dust on her body, and then there was a sore feeling. "It's so troublesome, my arm is bruised!"

A little abrasion doesn't matter at all, and those who do machinery always have to face various work injuries. When I was in school, the cotton coat I learned to weld was sprayed with molten iron with countless small holes. And I got to where I am today, isn't it because of a work injury?

If this is really a three-year-old child, he must have burst into tears when he was injured. Let's put this matter aside for a while, the key is what to do now, a lot of books have fallen off this shelf. I am too small and my ability is limited to cover up this "criminal evidence". For now, we can only leave it at that.

Look at this dropped book, metalworking related accounts for a large proportion. I still remember what the university teacher said back then, I learned to work in metalworking without worrying about food and clothing for a lifetime. Mother was a senior fitter, and she was a very beautiful girl at the beginning, and she picked up the chisel and the iron cone without hesitation, but her old man had already gone to work in this timeline.

It was also boring, so the star fruit picked up a book and sat on a small stool to read it. His little hands are very white, and his strength is not great, and he can barely open this book. "It's the same with the book I co-authored more than 20 years ago, no wonder the teacher said that metalworking things can't be moved."

This also reminds me of the lathe in my father's small workshop, which has not changed much from the later ones. Carambola clearly remembers that some of the old equipment in his unit when he went to work was actually from the 70s. The lathes purchased by my father came from the Shenyang No. 1 Lathe Factory, where most of the lathes in New China were produced. I have to say that in the nineties, the adoptive father really paid a lot of money to buy such a "mother of industry".

There was a sound of the key opening the door, and it was the adoptive father who had returned. "Oops! What should he do when he sees this mess! While hesitating whether to clean up or ignore it, the adoptive father walked into the room.

"Oh my God! Peach blossom! What's wrong with you, Peach Blossom!? The adoptive father had a keen eye, and the first thing he saw was not the collection of books in one place, but the elbow of the adoptive daughter, and immediately stepped forward to check it.

"You're so careless, you're naughty. Don't hold a book when you're only three years old, even if you love to learn, what can you learn now? Let's learn to protect ourselves! "This is a loving nag, I can understand it, this is really anxious for myself.

Star fruit smiled back. "Dad, I'm sorry to worry you."

During this period of time and the life of the adopted daughter, many things have been strange. Compared with other bear children, this adopted daughter doesn't like to be crazy, and she talks widely. It's really a worry-free child, but the abrasion on this arm is very worrying, and the adopted daughter is also a daughter. "I'll clean it up later. Peach blossom, go! Let's go to the clinic. ”

When I left the house, I happened to meet my godmother. Well, the young woman here Na Xiaojun's positioning is a little embarrassing, is it star fruit's godmother or her own mother?

"Brother Yang, what are you holding your daughter for!"

Yang Dexin looked a little embarrassed. "Alas, who knew that this kid was naughty today, and his arm was bruised."

When he heard the bruises, Na Xiaojun was a little panicked. Star fruit knows that her mother is the most unavoidable from injury, and even faints blood. No matter how you say it, she is also a goddaughter, and the anxious Na Xiaojun immediately said that she wanted to go with her. By the way, he also called his son Da Ming out.

There is a staff hospital of the machinery factory in this compound, which is actually quite boring on weekdays, after all, no one will hurt themselves without anything. "Doctor! Doctor! My daughter is hurt! Yang Dexin, who was holding this star fruit, shouted anxiously.

As soon as they heard that there was something to do, the bored doctors immediately cheered up, and they seemed to be in a hurry when they heard the middle-aged man's shouting. "Quick! Put the patient on the hospital bed! ”

Of course, everything is a false alarm, mainly because Yang Dexin has never seen his baby daughter injured, and he is really anxious. Carambola lay quietly on the hospital bed, and she didn't want to do this, isn't it just that her elbow is bruised.

"I thought it was a big deal, this kid just had an arm injury, just rub some red potion. Lao Yang, you all know your adopted child, but you have to be careful! The director of the staff hospital said worriedly. When he said this, Yang Dexin was a little embarrassed.

"Uncle, don't blame my father. The injury was my carelessness and made everyone worried. I'm fine, it's okay. ”

The doctor didn't say any more, and immediately brought a small medicine bottle. This red potion has a little alcohol added to it, just to disinfect the wound. "Is the child afraid of pain? If it hurts for a while, cry out. ”

Star fruit shook her head. "Let's start, I can hold back."

In fact, it doesn't hurt at all, and even this little bit of alcohol can be easily overcome by one's own willpower, even with this young body. Besides, the red potion is not very irritating in the first place.

"This kid is so strong, a lot of three-year-olds cry and make trouble just by entering this house." The doctor said to himself, of course Yang Dexin was very proud.

"Sister, now that the injury is healed, don't dare to be careless." Da Ming said with concern.

Star fruit smiled. "Brother, godmother and father, let you worry."

Even if she was injured and worried about herself, she finally bandaged it simply, and her daughter had nothing else abnormal. But taking this opportunity, Yang Dexin once again realized that his daughter is very sensible! Just those few words of concern, directly to my heart. Holding his daughter this time, Yang Dexin, who was in a good mood, simply went to the restaurant. Of course, Yang Mingzhi, who finished his homework, and Na Xiaojun, who felt sorry for his daughter, also followed.