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The target plane, Yan'an, Shaanxi Province, Yanhuang Continent, the residence of Lao Mao.

"What do you say? Zemin they were released? Hearing that Li Kenong, who was in charge of intelligence work, had walked into the house and reported to him that Mao Zemin and more than 100 other members of the Yanhuanghong Party's working group in Xinjiang had been released and returned two days ago, Lao Mao asked excitedly.

"Yes, chairman, it has been confirmed again and again that their group has left Xinjiang and is now on their way back to Yan'an." Li Kenong was also a little excited and excited, and replied loudly.

"That's a good thing, congratulations, Uncle Mao!" Wang Fan happened to be staying in the old mao house, and when he heard the unexpected good news, he couldn't help but clap his hands and praise.

"Hehe, yes, yes!" After Lao Mao was excited, he slowly calmed down and continued to ask, "How long will it take for them to come back?" ”

"This road is not very easy to walk, it is estimated that it will take at least 20 days before and after, after all, there are still many dangers along the way, and you need to hide and detour, such as the threat of Ma Jiajun!" Li Kenong thought for a moment, and then said: "However, our comrades hiding on the western front have already received the news, and they will inform Comrade Zemin of the danger they have discovered as soon as possible. ”

"Well, thank you guys!!"

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Wang Fan was in his cabin, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, and finally turned over and put on his clothes, and came to Lao Mao's residence, where the lights were still on.

"Knock knock!!"

"Come in!"

"Uncle Mao, haven't slept yet?" After Wang Fan entered the house, he said.

"It's Wang Fan, I'm used to working at night and sleeping late (Lao Mao likes to work all night, and then make up for sleep the next morning, this habit has not changed since the founding of the People's Republic of China, so Liu Shaoqi and others have also adjusted their work and rest time accordingly), what's wrong, is there anything wrong?" Lao Mao saw that Wang Fan came over so late, he should have something to find him, and asked.

"Well, there are some things in my heart, and after thinking about it for a long time, I decided to say it." Wang Fan hesitated for a moment, and then said.

"What's wrong?" Lao Mao couldn't help but be a little puzzled when he heard Wang Fan say, 'Blocked in a panic'.

"During the day, Uncle Li said that Comrade Mao Zemin was released, and I was very happy, but because of this, I thought of two other people at night, and they are also very close to you. But I've been a little hesitant, if you really want to say it, I'm afraid you'll be scratching your head, hey~~ Trouble! Wang Fan said very entangledly.

"The other two people I'm close to, who are they?" Lao Mao was a little puzzled and asked.

"Aunt He Zizhen and Mao Jiaojiao (Li Min's name was obtained after the founding of the People's Republic of China, when Mao Jiaojiao was supposed to go to school. Wang Fan said softly.

Hearing Wang Fan's words, Lao Mao's fingers holding the cigarette shook. He Zizhen is his wife, and later for some reasons, he went to the Soviet Union in 1937 to study and heal, Mao Jiaojiao is the daughter of the two, born in 1936, and was sent to the Soviet Union in 1941 to reunite with his mother, the reason is that He Zizhen gave birth to a son in the Soviet Union, but died of illness, so that the whole person fell into great loneliness and remorse. Mao Jiaojiao's arrival did greatly comfort He Zizhen, who was in a trance in the Soviet Union at that time.

"Is there something wrong with them?" Lao Mao suppressed his fluctuating emotions and asked.

Because Wang Fan provided images and characters in later generations, most of them are about politics, society, war, etc., and this part of Lao Mao's family affairs has naturally been ignored, but today I heard that Mao Zemin, who would have died in history, was released by the "King of Xinjiang" Shengshi, although Wang Fan was happy that his appearance avoided some historical tragedies, but the tragedies of others could not help but emerge.

"I also heard their story by chance in the main plane, when I first arrived in the Soviet Union, Mao Jiaojiao was placed in the Soviet International Children's Hospital to live, but later due to the lack of food in the International Children's Hospital, Mao Jiaojiao suffered from acute meningitis, the Soviet doctor said that there was no help, so Jiaojiao was sent to the morgue, but because Aunt He insisted on taking Jiaojiao home, she exchanged the potatoes she planted for milk and sugar, and fed Jiaojiao half a cup of sweetened milk every day, and finally a miracle occurred, and Jiaojiao survived. It's just..."Wang Fan said, there was a pause here.

"Just what?" Lao Mao is also a human being, and when he heard Wang Fan's tone turn, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked.

It was only later that Aunt He's illness worsened, coupled with her bad temper, and her relationship with the Soviet officials in her place was very tense, plus she did not know Russian, and her behavior was rather strange, so she was forcibly sent to a psychiatric hospital as a madman, and Mao Jiaojiao was sent to an international children's hospital alone. In the history of the main plane, it was not until 1947 that Wang Jiaxiang went to the Soviet Union to negotiate and brought them back at the end of 1947, but Aunt He had collapsed due to long-term injection of tranquilizers in a psychiatric hospital. Wang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and finally finished speaking.

"How did they do then?"

"It's okay, but because you married someone else later, so..."Wang Fan felt that Lao Mao's family affairs were still less involved, so he stopped there.

"I know, I'll figure out a way to do this, and I'll take them back now, as for the placement... There will always be a way!! Lao Mao remembered the scenes from the past, was silent for a while, and said in a low voice.

Wang Fan nodded, didn't say anything more, said "good night" and walked out.

Early the next morning, a telegram was sent from Yan'an, Shaanxi Province, to Moscow, the capital of the Soviet Union.

On the same day, Lao Hong, who was assigned to work in the Shaanxi Furniture Factory, began his first lecture as a part-time craftsman university teacher.

Shaanxi Furniture Factory was proposed by Wang Fan to be established as an important part of realizing the communication between the two planes. Because of the technological gap between the target plane and the main plane, there are very few types of products that can be produced here that the main plane needs. For the time being, the target plane can only become a cheap resource provider and dumping ground for industrial products in the main plane. But less does not mean no, in later generations, many Yanhuang folk craft inheritance has disappeared, such as the field of solid wood furniture, many old craftsmen's unique skills have been lost, and many carpenters in later generations only stay at the level of "craftsman", far from reaching the level of "division".

In Wang Fan's plan, universities are being built, such as the National Defense University, the University of Technology, the Jiaotong University, the Normal University, and so on. But among them, there are a few that Wang Fan values very much: Shaanxi Craftsman University, Shaanxi Technician University and so on. In later generations, Yanhuang developed "everything is inferior, only reading is high" to the extreme, regardless of whether it is suitable for students to study, they must get a big degree as a stepping stone, and various certificates are also stacked to take the exam. But the majority of graduates only know how to memorize exam questions, and how many can really do it?

Therefore, in the target plane, Wang Fan insisted on the establishment of Shaanxi Craftsman University and Shaanxi Technician University, corresponding to the Craftsman College, Craftsman College and Technician College, so as to form the entire system. In Wang Fan's plan, all the types of work that are related to machinery manufacturing can be trained in the technician system, the primary one is in the technician college, the level is in the technician college, the senior one is in the technician university, and the rest of the hand-weaving industry such as carpenter, mason, Suzhou embroidery and so on can be studied in the craftsman training system, so as to complete the transformation from "technician, craftsman" to "teacher".

Teachers who teach at universities should do their best to work part-time, have their own jobs, and don't detach themselves from reality, and hold themselves in the ivory tower every day, winning awards for the sake of thinking about winning awards, and designing for the sake of design. "Design and construction is for the purpose of serving residential users, not for winning awards", this is one of Wang Fan's insistence on establishing these two universities in the target plane, to preserve many lost things in Yanhuang and use them in the daily life of the people of Yanhuang, rather than putting up a photo or taking a tape, just for publicity and commemoration. Wang Fan firmly believes that "masters are in the people" and "unique lives in the people" only need an opportunity to discover and carry forward.

"It's class!" Lao Hong glanced at the more than 20 young students below and said loudly, and soon, everyone fell silent.

"Have you all ever worked as a carpenter?" Seeing that everyone was quiet, Lao Hong asked.

"Done, done!" Many people replied excitedly.

"The family is a carpenter!" After hearing many people's answers, Lao Hong continued to ask.

"Brush, brush, brush." Five people raised their right hands.

"Okay, I see, now let me see what all of you are doing!" Lao Hong took out more than 20 small wooden blocks that he had prepared, and there was a horizontal line drawn by ink between each piece.

"Everyone saws along this line with a saw, and the standard is two small pieces after sawing, and there is no trace of ink line in each piece!" Lao Hong said.

"Yes!"

"No problem!"

"Small!" Everyone thought it was easy, wasn't it just sawing a piece of wood.

Five minutes later, when the last person gave the finished product to Lao Hong, the latter shouted dissatisfiedly: "This is your craft, it's not as good as bullshit!" ”

"What?"

"Why are you swearing?"

"What's the difference, isn't there a little ink line left!"

"That's too demanding!" Everyone was a little unimpressed with Lao Hong's request and argued.

Lao Hong's disciple picked up the work of one of his students, compared it, and found that one piece of wood had no ink line at all, while the other piece had a whole ink line, so he pointed to the wood and explained: "This place is out of the way, and it is not the middle room." Then seeing that the atmosphere was tense, he suggested: "Master, why don't you show your hand to everyone?" ”

"Humph! Well, it's all good! Lao Hong didn't say much, he held the handsaw in his right hand, put the remaining piece of wood on the tool table, hung it in the air, pressed it with his hand, and then slowly aimed the handsaw at the ink line, and slowly sawed it.

Two minutes later.

"See for yourselves!" After the performance, Lao Hong threw two small pieces of wood at the students.

"Impossible!"

"How so!"

"Oh my God! The ink line is completely gone!! ”

Looking at the two broken pieces of wood with no traces of ink lines, all the students sighed loudly.

"Nothing is impossible, what are you doing as carpenters? If you want to become a carpenter, this is the most basic kung fu! Lao Hong said loudly: "Look at it! With that, he brought the planer again, and then put a long strip of wood on the table, fixed it, and began to plane the wood.

A minute later, a strip of wood shavings, as thin as a piece of paper, through which you can see through the human figure, was gouged out by Lao Hong.

"Take a closer look, if you want to do carpentry well, basic handwork is the key!" While handing over the wood chips, Lao Hong said.

"Si~~~~" Everyone couldn't help but be a little stunned when they saw Lao Hong's craftsmanship.

"Don't be discouraged, I'll teach you seriously. As long as you are willing to work hard and have enough time to practice, you can do it. However, there is a saying among us carpenters, which is called, '3 years of digging holes, 5 years of sawing, 8 years of playing ink lines, and sharpening knives for a lifetime!'" If you want to really learn carpentry, you don't want to endure hardships, and now who wants to quit, it's still too late! Lao Hong said finally and asked.

More than 20 students, you look at me, I look at you, no one answers, one is Lao Hong has shown admirable skills, and the people of Yanhuang admire people with real talents and learning the most. If the other is persuaded to quit by the factory, not only will there be a stable income, but also will be ridiculed and looked down upon by others, after all, in the end, from many majors, choose the carpentry industry, it is their own decision, they are all like carpentry from the bottom of their hearts, some students have watched their father do carpenter work at home since childhood, so they fell in love with sawdust and shavings; Some people like beautiful Yanhuang classical furniture in their bones, and their lifelong dream is to be able to make them quietly by themselves.

"Has no one quit, then the lecture will start now, whoever doesn't do it well, I'll beat and scold, understand?"

"Got it!"

"Be louder, I can't hear you!"

"Got it!!"