As soon as he sat down, Li Chengze squatted down, groped with his hands after he sat down, and only felt that he had asked the stupidest question.

At this moment, Lee Sung-taek, who firmly believed in materialism, suddenly had a thought.

This place doesn't match his eight characters.

"Thank you."

Li Chengze sat on the small bench slightly embarrassed, looking at An Ning sitting opposite him with his back straight, between the two was Master Zhang on the left, Director Jin was sitting on the right, and there was a young man.

"This is my younger brother, although the level is limited, it's okay to listen to it casually."

After An Ning gave An Guoping a special introduction, he raised his wrist and said, "You have half an hour, we are very hungry." ”

"Okay, okay."

Lee Song-taek was intimidated by the peaceful and steady control of the place, and his brain was knotted for a while, and he didn't know what to ask.

He didn't speak, and no one on the other side spoke.

An Ning is just calmly and calmly sitting on the bench, etc.

"What is the fit of the rain shaft in the inner diameter of the rolling bearing?"

"The base hole system is a system in which the tolerance zone of the hole with a certain deviation of the basic piece is formed with the tolerance zone of the shaft with different basic deviations."

Lee Song-taek asked, and An Ning gave an answer without any thinking.

"You're right, next question."

Lee pauses and thinks for a moment.

"How do you make the cylinder sensitive and not crawling?"

"Adopt the exhaust throttling method."

Li Chengze raised his head and nodded again: "Yes, what you said is right." ”

Next, Lee Chengze asked him three more questions for which he knew the answers, and An Ning still answered them fluently.

"Yes, yes."

An Ning looked at Li Chengze, who couldn't believe it, and said, "I don't need your affirmation, you still have eighteen minutes." ”

"My sister must be right, if you have any questions, you can ask her."

An Guoping's words made Li Chengze pull out a strange smile, he asked An Ning for a pen and paper, and began to write and draw.

It was a question he hadn't calculated.

"How would you solve this problem?"

An Ning took the paper, read the question from the beginning, picked up the pencil and wrote.

The sound of writing made Li Chengze stretch his neck curiously, looking at the smooth pen path of Anning, she didn't need to think, or even calculate.

No, it's not that there is no need for calculus, but for her, such calculus is like one plus one equals two, and there is no need for straw paper at all.

From the process of writing in An Ning to calculating the results, Lee Sung-taek has confirmed that she is really capable.

It turns out that genius really exists.

Li Chengze also knew that geniuses existed, he knew that there were several, and Jiang Xia was also one of them.

It's just that Jiangxia and An Ning are in different situations.

The education Jiang Xia received when he was a child was not comparable to ordinary people.

Even if he went to the countryside, no one saw him clearly.

Because Grandpa Jiang is even more powerful, a pro-grandfather, it is impossible not to teach Jiang Xia nothing.

But An Ning is completely different, this is a wild genius, a genius who can achieve the achievements of other people's lives by reading books casually.

Such a genius makes people feel powerless.

"Look at it, I've tried my best to take care of you, write out the process."

An Ning handed the paper to Li Chengze, who took it in a complicated way and read it from beginning to end, twice.

The feeling of powerlessness in my heart is constantly getting worse, and the heart of wanting to compete is getting lower and lower.

"Thank you, I'm sorry."

Lee Song-taek stood up and apologized to An Ning.

"It's me who doesn't know Tarzan, I'm sorry, I apologize to you for my behavior."

An Ning had already stood up when Lee Song-taek apologized.

"I accept your apology, and I don't need to take it personally."

Academically, as long as it is not a matter of principle, An Ning is very generous and very tolerant.

In interstellar, technology is shared, an existence that provides a better life for humanity.

After apologizing, Lee Sung-taek suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

The director of the gold factory said a few words in a round field, and An Sancheng on the other side also shouted that everyone was going to eat.

There were many people who came today, and Lin Cuihua, who came back from the field, added a few more dishes to entertain the guests.

A large round table sat down all the people, and An Sancheng, as the host, began to entertain a few people for dinner.

On the table, a plate of braised rabbit meat, stewed radish with blood sausage, stir-fried cabbage with oil residue, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried pumpkin slices with pork belly, and a pot of stewed fish with tofu.

Such a hearty meal, even the director of the gold factory is rare to eat.

At first, Lee Sung-taek was a little attracted to such a pot and plate of food, and he had a separate meal system in foreign countries.

But he didn't speak.

When he took a bite of the braised rabbit head, Li Chengze felt that the taste was okay.

When you take a bite of fish roasted tofu, it tastes good.

Lee Sung-taek, who tasted every dish, thought with a slap in the face:

It's still delicious Chinese food!

By the end of the meal, it was completely dark.

It was not easy for the director of the gold factory to leave again, so he was arranged by An Sancheng and slept in An Guoming's room.

A big kang, lying down a few people is no problem at all.

The night was dark, and the moon climbed the treetops.

On a kang in the lower room, there were three people lying on them, all of whom had their eyes open and did not sleep.

"Li Design, do you have any thoughts today?"

Li Chengze, who was lying on the very edge, hummed his head.

"It's really not easy to have a mountain and a mountain high, and there are farmers."

"That's a good feeling......"

Director Jin didn't say much, said let's sleep, and the three of them quieted down.

Lee Sung-taek, who closed his eyes, couldn't sleep and opened his eyes in the dark.

He felt a lot in his heart, and more importantly, he was in pain.

The pain in his body jumped and jumped, and when he wanted to rub it, the pain immediately dispersed and turned into a pain in his whole leg.

He really wanted to scream twice, but the snoring next to him still made him endure it.

What a shame!

This night, Lee Sung-taek didn't fall asleep much, and even if he did, the soreness in his body made him always wake up.

After the rooster crows in the morning, there is already a lot of movement in the village.

Lee Sung-taek was called up by the director of the gold factory.

He got up in a daze, and when he came out, he happened to see An Ning preparing to go down with a turban.

"Are they all so early?"

"Of course, it's like this for the autumn harvest."

The director of the gold factory took a basin and washed his face simply, Li Chengze walked up to him without understanding and asked in a low voice: "Why does An Ning still work in the field?" ”

"Isn't she capable of doing a lot of more important things?"

This problem is not known to the director of the gold factory.

"You and I don't understand the idea of genius."

The blind director of the gold factory splashed the water in the basin and told Li Chengze to wash, and after washing, they were about to leave.

An Ning had already told him in the morning that she would call them when she got it done.

The autumn harvest continued, and An Ning worked hard every day.

The spiritual power was once again full.

In mid-October, the autumn harvest finally came to an end.

The unfinished house of the An family also saw the prototype under the work of seeing the seams and inserting needles.

The previous roof has been installed, and An Sancheng will take An Guoping, as well as Uncle An's two sons and Uncle An to work for a while every morning.

At this time, the glass doors and windows of the house have been installed, and you can live in it by making a kang and burning it.

(End of chapter)