Lin Nianhe didn't know what the senior brother of other people's families was like, anyway, this one in their family was responsible for carrying the blame.

The elder brother followed the master after finishing elementary school, and now his son is in elementary school, and after more than 20 years of getting along, he has already practiced a skillful skill in carrying the pot.

First of all, Master knows that he is wronging people;

Secondly, Master knew that he was losing his temper;

In the end, Master knew that he was implicating the innocent.

To sum up, the person who bears the blame doesn't need to defend himself, just squint honestly and don't snort, just wait patiently for the day when the master and his old man's conscience find out.

The senior brother was aggrieved for a short time, and then calmly continued to read.

Rong Zhiguo cleared his throat, and finally remembered what he had forgotten just now, he took the drawing and asked Lin Nianhe: "Your drawing is a bit like a bullet shell production line, but there are a few more processes than that...... I don't know much about the military industry, so it's better for you to give it to your father directly. ”

Lin Nianhe: "Master, this is a sausage." ”

Rong Zhiguo: "......"

He studied this drawing as an ordnance secret for a long time, and he was ready to give up his identity as an eighth-level fitter to enter the secret unit, but this girl said that this was a sausage?

Rong Zhiguo was unwilling to face the tragic reality, he would rather Lin Nianhe had his head broken just now.

He clasped Lin Nianhe's head with both hands, and looked around: "Come, let me see, where the hell is this......"

Lin Nianhe: "Master, it's really stuffed with sausages." ”

"Shut up!"

"Okay."

Lin Nianhe honestly closed her mouth, and Rong Zhiguo looked at her head as a watermelon.

When Chang Jinzhong came back, he saw Rong Zhiguo holding Lin Nianhe's head swaying left and right, looking like he wanted to take off her head and take a look.

"Old Rongzi! What are you doing? If the child does something wrong, you can say a few words, but you can't do it! ”

Chang Jinzhong was so frightened that his face turned white, he rushed forward with an arrow step, held Rong Zhiguo's hand tightly, stared at his eyes and persuaded in a very low voice: "Old Rongzi, calm down!" Think about your daughter-in-law, your brother and sister like Xiaolin so much, if she dies in your hands, you won't want to enter the house in your life! ”

If Lin Nianhe dies on the spot, then Rong Zhiguo really doesn't have to go home - just go directly to the police station, there are so many witnesses at the scene, and the public security comrades will be saved from investigating and solving the case.

From this point of view, what Chang Jinzhong said is not wrong.

Rong Zhiguo looked at him with the eyes of a fool: "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Lin Nianhe saw that Chang Jin was so frightened that he was no longer colored, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Chang, you misunderstood, I just hit my head, and Master helped me check the wound." ”

Chang Jinzhong: "......? ”

Are you sure? He didn't believe it.

Just now, Lao Rongzi's grinning expression seemed to be Lin Nianhe did something to stab him in the heart.

Rong Zhiguo rolled his eyes at Chang Jinzhong, let go of his hand and picked up the drawings again, he wrinkled his brows, and couldn't help but glance at Lin Nianhe again: "The oily and slippery big girl, why does she have a heart-eating eye!" ”

Look at what she's doing, corn threshers, sausage machines...... What did she aim at next? Rice or popsicles?

Lin Nianhe laughed dryly: "The people take food as the sky." ”

Rong Zhiguo ignored her and turned his head to look at the picture again.

He had misunderstood just now, and had been thinking about weapons, and now he had to overturn it and start over.

Chang Jinzhong sat down next to the senior brother, and he had already regained his smile, and he asked Lin Nianhe: "Did you hit your head just now?" We happen to be in a car with the medical team, why don't I take you there?" ”

"No, Uncle Chang, it doesn't hurt anymore." Lin Nianhe shook his head with a smile, "By the way, I heard Uncle Huang say that the hand-cranked thresher has passed the export approval, how are you prepared?" ”

"At present, it will be produced according to domestic demand, and we will talk about it after the Spring Fair."

Chang Jinzhong answered a little vaguely, but Lin Nianhe understood what he meant.

Thinking that he was afraid of the small export volume, he did not prepare the goods in advance. If the situation is good, you can first call the domestic required inventory, if the situation is not good, the impact on the machinery factory is not great.

This is very much in line with the cautious character of Chang Jin.

Lin Nianhe didn't make any suggestions, the output was an internal matter of the machinery factory, and it had nothing to do with her.

Chang Jinzhong just wanted to care about Lin Nianhe a few more words, and met Rong Zhiguo's fire-breathing eyes.

This look is too familiar in Chang Jinzhong, every time Lao Rongzi is disturbed, he has this virtue of eating people.

He immediately shut his mouth and turned his head to look out the window as if nothing had happened.

Rong Zhiguo retracted his gaze and continued to look at the picture, taking a sip from time to time in the teapot.

After looking at it like this for more than half an hour, he put down the picture in his hand and turned his head to look at Lin Nianhe: "The principle is not a big problem, make do with it, it's not stupid, it's a little bit of growth." ”

No big problem, make-do, not stupid.

This is already the highest evaluation that Rong Zhiguo's knife can say.

Lin Nianhe suddenly smiled: "Master, what's the problem?" Can you tell me about it? ”

Rong Zhiguo turned to the last page, and his rough fingers drew circles on the paper: "That's it, the last step is messy, is it to wrap oil paper?" It's not necessary. ”

"Oh no, it's wrapped in plastic paper," Lin explained, "Wrap the sausages in plastic paper, and drain the air to form a vacuum when sealing, so that the packaging is easier to carry and more hygienic, and it can also greatly extend the shelf life of food." ”

After all, Rong Zhiguo is not from a food factory, and he doesn't know much about the needs of food production, so he can only ask directly: "You came up with this verbose step while sitting at home?" ”

"No," Lin Nianhe skillfully shook the pot, "It was proposed by Director Wang of the Xishi Food Factory." ”

Rong Zhiguo felt that since it was proposed by the director of the food factory, it should be really necessary.

He pinched the drawings, pondered for a while, and then said to Lin Nianhe: "This is a large-scale production line, even if your drawings seem to be no big problem at present, it is not easy to manufacture, everything depends on the actual practical results." ”

"Then you have to worry a lot, you know this best, and you can use the pen."

Lin Nianhe sat upright, with a smile on the corner of his mouth all the time.

Rong Zhiguo wrinkled his brows and glanced at her.

Lin Nianhe understood this look, and the master said that she lacked eyes.

Why is that?

Is it also wrong to pat yourself on the back?

Rong Zhiguo looked at Lin Nianhe's simple virtue, and his brows tightened.

He put away the drawings and waved at her to drive away: "Okay, I'll arrange it for you, where you came from, go back and go." ”

Lin Nianhe was helpless, why did he suddenly turn his face?

She wanted to stay for a while, but looking at the master's expression of "I'll kick you if you don't leave", Lin Nianhe consciously got up and said goodbye to Chang Jinzhong and Senior Brother.

Rong Zhiguo looked at the senior brother impatiently: "Do you still put wood here?" Send her back, with thin arms and legs, don't let people kick under the car halfway. ”

Big Brother: "Okay. ”

As soon as the two of them walked on the front foot, Rong Zhiguo lit a cigarette on the back foot.

He spat out the white mist, put one hand on the satchel, and said vigorously: "I just remembered that you didn't pay my apprentice." ”

Chang Jinzhong: "Huh? ”

(End of chapter)