The train driver in the courtyard

Starting from the second year of junior high school, Li Aiguo began to take Chen Xueru and Xiaohong to visit relatives, carrying boxes of pastries.

Visiting relatives is always a happy but hard thing.

Fortunately, Li Aiguo and Chen Xueru don’t have many relatives in Beijing.

I left Chen Fangxuan's house on the second day of the Chinese New Year.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, we originally planned to go to Liu Guozhang's house first, but who would have thought that Liu Guozhang went to the south for a meeting and did not return to Beijing.

Li Aiguo came to the farmer's house with gifts.

A quiet courtyard.

There were armed sentries standing at the door.

Upon learning that Li Aiguo and his wife were coming, the farmer and his wife came out to greet them.

"Hurry up and go inside, don't let the child get cold."

Chen Xueru has come here several times and has a very good relationship with the master's wife.

When the master's wife saw Xiao Hongsheng's blushing face, she quickly took Chen Xueru and the child into the side room, where a charcoal fire had already been lit.

The farmer glanced at Li Aiguo and said, "Come to the study and sit down."

Li Aiguo straightened his collar and followed the farmer into the study.

As he turned around and closed the door, he saw the farmer open the drawer, take out a strange instrument, and press the button on it.

Li Aiguo did not say anything. He waited until the farmer had finished fiddling with the instrument before handing him a cigarette.

The farmer took the cigarette and sat back in his chair, smiling and saying, "I have received a report from Gangcheng. Your paper has been mailed out by Professor Hua's students at Gangcheng University. It is expected to arrive in Princeton in a few days."

"Professor Hua is very serious about his work." Li Aiguo agreed with a smile.

After the two chatted for a while, the farmer lit up a cigarette and turned serious. "When you were at Factory 221, you proposed a new plan against the Russians. What happened?"

Ever since the farmer turned on the signal jammer, Li Aiguo knew that they were going to talk about work today.

He knew the farmer's habits and said without further ado: "Teacher, you may have received the report from Factory 221. The data of the big mushroom provided by the Russians showed that there were 36 tiles, but according to the calculation of the Ninth Bureau, the actual number is 32."

Although the farmer didn't know what "tiles" were, he understood their importance.

He took a puff of his cigarette, shook off the ash, and frowned: "You want to ask the old Russians for an explanation?"

"A country that is small but does not humble itself, that has little power but does not fear the strong, that is rude but insults its big neighbors, that is greedy and stubborn but does not make friends well, is doomed to perish. Patriotism, you don't understand this principle."

This is what foresight means!

Although the farmer was not engaged in foreign affairs work, he could see at a glance that asking for an explanation from the powerful neighbor was a humiliating act.

There's nothing we can do, the world is just so cruel.

In the face of absolute strength, even if you have a lot of grievances, you have to grit your teeth and swallow them.

then.

The right way is to endure hardships and work hard to become stronger.

If you are not strong, you will only become a pawn.

The most real example is the fight between Xiaowu’s family and Daye’s family.

Little Wu was stupid and, instigated by Xiao Ou and Xiao Mei's family, started a fight with his powerful neighbors, Daye's family, and ended up being beaten black and blue.

Xiao Wu looked for support everywhere, and Xiao Ou's family began to focus on other things.

Not only is Xiaomei's family prepared to stand idly by, they are also prepared to exploit Xiaowu's family and take away their only mineral resources.

Even so, the Xiao Wu family has not yet woken up and understood the truth that "cannon fodder is cannon fodder - the master will not cherish it."

The head of Xiaowu's family actually ran to the big mansion and scolded the commander-in-chief and the second commander-in-chief of Xiaomei's family in person.

Although Xiao Wu's family was able to show off their quick words and prestige for a while, was it useful?
It will only cause tens of thousands more deaths on the front line.

this is the truth.

Complaining about injustice in the face of reality will have no effect other than attracting ridicule.

It is naturally impossible for the old farmers to make similar mistakes.

Li Aiguo straightened up and explained, "Teacher, you misunderstood. I once talked to Professor Ledenev about the error in the number of tiles. According to him, the Russians did not tamper with the tile data."

As soon as these words came out, the farmer's face changed and his eyes narrowed slightly: "You mean the old Russian made a mistake in his calculation?"

"No, no, no, teacher. When the Russians made the giant mushroom, they used the [gun method], which is completely different from the [implosion method] we use. There is no need to calculate the number of tiles accurately."

Li Aiguo finished speaking and did not continue.

The atmosphere in the study suddenly became tense.

After a long time.

"Then where did the Russians get these tiles?" The farmer's words just came out, his eyes fixed, and the fingers holding the cigarette trembled twice, "Did they come from Xiaomei's house? It was the Losenberg couple who got them from Xiaomei's house!!"

In 1951, the incident involving the Rosenbergs caused a big stir.

After the two were subjected to electric shock, many people believed that they were completely wronged.

So much so that in later generations this matter remained like a cloud of smoke, and the truth could not be touched.

However, the Meteorological Bureau had already investigated the cause of the incident.

Mrs. Rosenberg was indeed innocent, and Julius Rosenberg might have helped her husband cover up but did not engage in any activity.

Greengrass Rosenberg (signal inspector of the radio factory) was recruited by Chekasemyonov and provided a lot of information to the Russians.

Later, Greengrass-Losenberg developed his wife's younger brother, the American Sergeant David Greengrass (codenamed Caliber).

David Greengrass left traces when he contacted another Cheka codenamed Raymond.

After Raymond was arrested, Langley followed the clues and caught David Greenglass.

Later, in order to save his own life, David Greenglass turned over the Losenbergs, which led to what happened next.

However, unlike what Xiaomei's family had publicized, the Rosenbergs had little to do with mushroom growing, and most of the news from Greengrass Rosenberg was about the technology related to radio fuses.

This is also a very important technology that can improve the missile's hit rate.

[Sources: 1. The declassified information of the Russians; 2. The oral statement of Cheka Colonel Alexander Feklisov]

After thinking it over, the farmer narrowed his eyes and stared at Li Aiguo.

"You want to use this news as bait?"

Li Aiguo leaned forward and lowered his voice: "Teacher, don't you find it strange that the Losenbergs, who originally had no access to mushroom growing technology, were able to obtain confidential information such as the number of tiles?"

The farmer's face became more serious. "Is this a trap set by Langley? The Losenbergs have been targeted for a long time. Is Langley using the Losenbergs to mislead the Russians?"

It has to be said that the farmer has been working in meteorology for many years, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.

In fact, Li Aiguo couldn't figure out whether the Losenbergs were used by Langley from the beginning.

Or did Langley adopt the approach of releasing false information through the Losenbergs, the two moles, after discovering them?

However, one thing is certain: the number of tiles produced by the Losenbergs was indeed deliberately changed.

What Li Aiguo has to do now is to take advantage of this incident to pass off a fake as real.

"Are you planning to leak this information to the Russians, so that all that information will be scrapped? Or, take the opportunity to get back the information that the Losenbergs got?"

The farmer now understood Li Aiguo's idea, but this plan was too dangerous and too crazy.

One careless move might lead to Li Aiguo being completely exposed to the Russians.

"Teacher, I actually admire the Rosenbergs very much." Li Aiguo lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "They are not warmongers but believers in peace. It's just that they firmly believe that the Russians are the implementers of terrorism, the pillars of peace, and the hope of tears, because following the Russians is for the future of mankind."

"I don't have such a big heart. I just firmly believe that only when our family is strong can our people live a good life and my children will not have to worry about it."

Hearing this, the farmer's expression was somewhat moved.

He has heard countless people express their opinions, but it is rare to find one as simple and genuine as Li Aiguo's.

"You have been planning this for a long time, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have gone to find Zhao Laoshuan as soon as you came back."

The farmer glanced at Li Aiguo and said, "You want to get the organizational structure of Langley from Zhao Laoshuan and forge a real identity of Xiao Meijiadite for yourself."

Li Aiguo was not surprised that the farmer knew his whereabouts so well.

No one trusts people who work in meteorology.

If the farmer can't do this, he won't be able to stay in this position.

"Teacher, you guessed everything." Li Aiguo straightened his collar and said, "My name is Zhao Laoshuan now."

"You are Zhao Laoshuan." The farmer was stunned at first, but after he understood Li Aiguo's intention, he thought about it carefully and felt that this was really feasible.

The news of Zhao Laoshuan's arrest has never been leaked.

From Langley's point of view, Zhao Laoshuan sank into the sea and drowned.

Now with Zhao Laoshuan's cooperation, Li Aiguo only needs to figure out Zhao Laoshuan's habits, code name, and past experiences, and he can easily pass himself off as the real one.

Even if the Russians had planted a secret agent in the Langley family, there was no way to find out who the real Zhao Laoshuan was.

The farmer nodded: "The plan does have a great risk of failure, but the benefits are greater. Whether we can get the technology brought by Losenburg from the Russians or not, we can get a card."

When Li Aiguo heard the farmer say "a card", he became excited.

In the other world, when Okawa was scolding Xiao Wu, he kept saying that the other party had no cards.

Although these words are rude, they reveal the bloody truth.

Without cards, there is no way to sit at the table and you can only be bullied.

The Russians used Losenberg to steal technology from Xiaomei's family in order to get a card.

We grow mushrooms to get a card, and we develop transistor computers to get a card.

The more cards we have, and the better the opponent's cards are, the more benefits we can gain at the table.

What Li Aiguo has to do now is to quietly snatch the card from the Russians or destroy it.

But as the farmer said, it is not easy to take back the cards that they stole with great effort under the nose of the Cheka.

After thinking for a moment, the farmer put out his cigarette in the ashtray, sat up straight, and stared at Li Aiguo: "Comrade driver, do your best. The Meteorological Bureau will fully support your work."

What Li Aiguo had to do was to fool the Russians and Langley at the same time. Without the cooperation of the Meteorological Bureau, he would be exposed in no time.

"Teacher, with your help, I believe the plan will succeed."

The farmer continued, "Factory 221 has stabilized. I will now transfer Lao Mao's team back to assist you in your work."

"Thank you, teacher!"

Li Aiguo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

With the cooperation of the old cat, the chances of success of this matter will be much higher.

Before we knew it, it was noon and the waiter brought us lunch.

The meal was simple, a plate of braised tofu, a plate of stir-fried vegetables, a plate of peanuts, and finally a dish of braised pork. After lunch, Chen Xueru took Xiao Hongsheng to accompany the master's wife in the courtyard.

The farmer took Li Aiguo back to the weather station.

The farmer called together several veteran meteorologists to conduct a comprehensive analysis of the plan proposed by Li Aiguo.

The final analysis result was the same as Li Aiguo expected: the plan had a high chance of success.

An old weatherman nodded: "The driver's design is very clever. Even if the plan fails, the Russians will have no evidence to accuse us."

The farmer acted cautiously and only made up his mind at this moment.

He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and looked at Li Aiguo: "Comrade driver, what do you think this plan should be called?"

Li Aiguo thought for a moment and came up with a name: "Medal Winning Plan"

****
The afternoon of the fourth day of the New Year.

Cloudy to overcast, cloudy to sunny, sunny.

In Chaoyang Park.

The colorful gate made of red silk radiated a bright red glow under the sunlight, and a crowd of people in blue shirts crowded under a banner with the slogan "Labor is the Most Glorious".

An old man in a Zhongshan suit held a bamboo clapper and sang a newly composed Spring Festival greeting in the octagonal pavilion, and the crowd clapped along with the rhythm.

"Brother Aiguo, this is really interesting." Chen Xueru held Xiao Hongsheng and stood on tiptoe to look inside.

Li Aiguo took out a dime, bought the little candy figures and handed them to Chen Xueru, Miaomiao and He Yushui.

"It's the New Year, so everyone must have some fun."

The customs these days are becoming more conservative, but the Spring Festival is the most lively time of the year, and many activities are still held in Chaoyang Park.

People who have been busy throughout the year also take this time to take their families, young and old, to the park to play.

The young man and woman who were dating started to pull each other one meter apart.

Suddenly, drums and music sounded in the distance.

"It's the dragon dancer!" Miaomiao grabbed the corner of Li Aiguo's clothes: "Dad, let's go take a look, okay?"

Before the New Year, Li Aiguo had promised to take Zhang Yazhi and Miao Miao to the park.

It's just that the crew of Train 131 had to work overtime, and Zhang Yazhi had to work on the temporary train in addition to Train 131, so she had no time at all.

Li Aiguo brought Miaomiao out directly.

Today Miaomiao wore a light blue jacket and had two pigtails on her head, which made her look particularly cute.

Li Aiguo picked up Miaomiao and said, "Come on, girl, let's go and watch the fun."

Chen Xueru followed closely behind, holding Xiao Hongsheng.

At this time, a dozen young men wearing red belts rushed into the square carrying a cloth dragon. Although the dragon's body was made of old quilt covers, it attracted cheers from the whole garden when it tumbled.

After watching the dragon dance, the two children were tired, so Li Aiguo asked Chen Xueru and He Yushui to take the children to the pavilion to rest for a while.

"Where are you going?" Chen Xueru shouted when she saw Li Aiguo turning around and walking out.

"Go watch some fishing."

Li Aiguo walked to the small lake in Chaoyang Park with his hands behind his back and took a walk around.

Soon we found a big tree with "Xiaofang, I love you" carved on its trunk.

The words were carved crookedly, and you could tell at first glance that they were the work of an elementary school student.

Such graffiti can be seen everywhere in the park, and no one can see anything unusual.

Li Aiguo moved closer to the big tree, and with the cover of the tree, he quickly took out a note from his pocket and stuffed it into the hole of the tree.

The whole process took only two seconds and no one noticed.

After finishing everything, Li Aiguo dusted off his hands and walked out of the woods.

The third uncle was sitting on a stool, holding a fishing rod and fishing. Li Aiguo came over and said, "Great, third uncle, you've caught a lot."

"Ahem, just so-so." The third uncle pointed at the small fish in the tin bucket and said, "Aiguo, do you need it? We are neighbors, I'll sell it to you at a low price."

"You should keep it for yourself."

Li Aiguo took a look at the little cat fishes, then left humming a little tune.

"This kid is getting too cocky! Such a good fish can be sold for at least 2 cents if it is sold at the pigeon market," the uncle muttered to himself.

Li Aiguo returned to the pavilion. The two children had also come over to rest and were pulling Chen Xueru's hand, asking her to take them to watch the fun.

"Wait a minute, I'll take a picture for you."

Li Aiguo took out a camera from his canvas bag, and Chen Xueru posed with Xiao Hongsheng in one hand and Miaomiao in the other.

Press the shutter.

Click.

The good times are captured in photos.

In the evening, Li Aiguo rode his bicycle with Chen Xueru on his shoulder and staggered towards the courtyard.

Chen Xueru held Xiao Hongsheng in her arms, hugged Li Aiguo's waist tightly, and whispered, "I'm so happy today."

Li Aiguo narrowed his eyes happily. Being able to work and accompany his wife and children at the same time, life was really beautiful.

Now the bait has been put out, just waiting for the fish to take the bait.

As night fell, the crowd in Chaoyang Park gradually dispersed.

The park's security officers began patrolling with flashlights.

Some young men and women always like to hide in the woods to date and often forget the time.

When they reached the woods, they saw a dark figure ahead. The security officer shone a flashlight over and asked, "Who is it? It's so late, why aren't you leaving?"

"It's Xiao Chen. I'm Lao Meng. Lao Meng is filling in for Lao Wang." A man in his forties turned around and waved at the security officer: "There's a lot of garbage in this woods. Lao Wang asked me to work overtime."

"It's Lao Meng. You go ahead and do your thing. When you leave later, come to the booth and ask me to open the door." The security officer recognized the man opposite as a cleaner in the park, but he didn't care and turned around and left.

Old Meng watched his back disappear into the darkness, looked around, and seeing that there was no one else, he squatted under a big tree.

He hadn't had much hope.

After all, the guy codenamed Train Driver is a bit of a jerk and doesn't need to carry out the mission.

He was just checking the handover point as usual.

However, when he put his hand into the tree hole, his expression suddenly changed.

There was a note inside!
Lao Meng was an old liaison officer. After reacting, he quickly took the note out of the tree hole and stuffed it into his sleeve.

In this way, once caught, the person can swallow the note as quickly as possible.

"Secretary Chen, thank you for your help."

Old Meng pretended to clean the woods, came to the park entrance, and greeted the gatekeeper.

The security officer came out, opened the door with the key, and said with a smile: "Meng, look at you, you are still in your prime, why do you want to be a replacement for only three dollars a month."

"Oh, I come from a poor family, what can I do?" Old Meng saw the door open, took out a big front door from his pocket and handed it over: "Xiao Chen, thank you for your help."

"Hey, you're welcome."

The security officer said this, but his hands were honest as he reached out to take the cigarette.

He lit a cigarette and seeing that Lao Meng was not leaving, he immediately understood what Lao Meng was thinking.

"According to the regulations, I have to write down the actual time you left. But if I do that, you might get criticized by Director Liu, and you won't be able to explain to Lao Wang. I'll give you two hours earlier, so hurry back."

"Thank you, thank you so much, Xiao Chen, you are a good man." Old Meng turned around and limped away.

Xiao Chen looked at his back and sighed, "Poor guy. With a bad background, he can't even be a temporary worker. He can only cover for others. He can only get three out of the original ten yuan salary."

The kind-hearted Xiao Chen didn’t notice that a smug smile had already appeared on Lao Meng’s lips.

With this information, this month's funding can be increased by at least 50%!
Lao Meng's home is in Kujiao Hutong, a shantytown with dilapidated houses. Most of the residents are poor and run small businesses or are craftsmen.

There were no street lights in the alley and there was sewage everywhere. Lao Meng tiptoed into the slum.

"Old Meng is back."

"It's Aunt Zhang. Have you eaten?"

"just eaten."

After greeting the residents, Lao Meng entered the compound and walked to the innermost door.

The door was not locked. Lao Meng pushed the door with his hand, and a piece of straw floated down from the lintel.

Before the straw hit the ground, Lao Meng grabbed it, put it in his pocket, pushed open the door and walked in.

He pulled the light cord, but the bulb didn't light up. Lao Meng frowned slightly.

He shouted outside: "Aunt Zhang, is there a power outage?"

"Oh no, don't even mention it. Old Zhou's family connected the electric gun and the radio to the same line, and the circuit breaker tripped. It's New Year's Day, and the power bureau is not working. We're all blacklisted."

Then there was a burst of cursing.

Only then did Old Meng breathe a sigh of relief.

stab.

Strike a match to light the kerosene lamp.

Lao Meng crawled under the bed and took out a bamboo box.

I opened the box and found a radio inside.

As his hand stroked the radio, Lao Meng's entire demeanor changed drastically.

He is no longer the pitiful shift worker.

late at night.

The ticking sound of radio waves spread silently from the slum.

At this time, on the street not far from the slum.

The lights were on inside a radio detection vehicle disguised as a minibus, but the windows were covered with thick cloth, so nothing unusual could be seen from the outside.

Beep, beep, da-da. The radio inspector adjusted the direction of the wires according to the signal strength while reporting to Li Aiguo.

"35 degrees east by south, 500 meters away!"

Lao Mao opened the map and pointed his finger at the location of the compound: "Comrade driver, compound No. 16, Kujiao Hutong! That lame guy is indeed the Russians' liaison."

(End of this chapter)