The Grandmother in the Siheyuan

Chapter 32 Dilemma
Now there is one advantage and two difficulties.

One advantage is that Liu Hua has absolutely no problem with mechanical design. Even asking him to draw a complete diagram of a not-too-difficult machine tool is no problem at all. It's like Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts.

There are two difficulties. First, he knows nothing about oil extraction machinery and has never studied it. Maybe he can understand it through study, but it will take some time.

Secondly, he only knew the appearance of the double-donkey-head kowtow machine, and Liu Hua had no idea about its internal structure.

Although there is an exchange system, I still want to give it a try and design a two-headed donkey kowtow machine independently. This is the stubbornness of a technology geek.

Liu Hua turned the car around. There was still some time, so he could go to the library and borrow some books on the relevant subject to study.

When Liu Hua returned to the courtyard with a few books, some braised dishes and steamed buns, the third uncle came to greet him with a smile.

"Hua Zi, I'm going to buy some books."

Liu Hua shook his head: "I borrowed it from the library. I have some ideas and need to recharge them."

"Hey, you bought some cooked food." The third uncle said with a smile, "The third uncle has a bottle of Erguotou, how about we drink some?"

"I dare not." Liu Hua shook his head: "I still have to read books, I don't have time to cook, I just bought some cooked food, drinking is impossible, I won't drink for a while, I have to work hard."

"No." The third uncle smiled and said, "If a man doesn't drink, he's wasting his time in this world. Look at the men in our courtyard, who doesn't drink?"

"I didn't say I don't drink, I just don't want to drink these few days. I want to make progress, so I have to study hard these two days."

The third uncle flattered: "Look at you, you have been converted to a regular employee and promoted to a higher level, yet you are still so eager to make progress."

"What can you do with a salary of more than 30 yuan?" Liu Hua said disdainfully: "I think you should go home and read more books instead of drinking, so as not to complain to us that you can only support your family with 20 yuan. Lying will bring retribution."

"Hey, kid, what did you say?"

Liu Hua looked around and saw that there was no one around. He smiled and said, "Uncle, it's fine if you can just cheat the people in our hospital. I don't know how much you earn."

Seeing Yan Fugui's doubtful expression, Liu Hua said with a smile: "How about I shout and call the neighbors to come over and calculate for you whether you will get more than forty or fifty."

"Don't worry." Yan Fugui immediately waved his hand: "Hua Zi, you are a sensible person, don't let the third uncle down."

"Go back and continue to play with the abacus beads." Liu Hua shook his head. "If you continue to calculate your family's affairs, be careful when you get old and catch a cold and lie in bed. Your son said I want to give up treatment."

Yan Fugui didn't react at first, thinking why should he give up treatment for a cold? If he had a cold, shouldn't he just stay at home and endure it? Why should he go for treatment? Wouldn't it be enough to drink ginger soup?

It was not until he went home to drink porridge and watched his sons arguing over a mouthful of porridge that he finally realized that if he gave up treatment for a cold, these bastards would just leave him to fend for himself if he got a serious illness.

Liu Hua's words were like a nightmare that lingered in Yan Fugui's mind. It happened that the temperature had dropped a bit in the past few days, and old Yan caught a bad cold and fell seriously ill.

Even though he was lying at home sick, he was reluctant to go to the hospital for an IV drip. He asked his wife to boil some ginger soup for him, so he sweated and got better.

Yan Fugui was in a dilemma: should he trust his children and be more generous to them from now on, or should he not trust these little bastards and save more money for his own retirement? Liu Hua handed the safety production opinion to Li Huaide, who read it in the office for a whole morning. When he saw something good, he slapped the table with his palm until it was swollen.

As soon as he got to work in the afternoon, Li Huaide asked the carpenters to make the signs and the publicity department to write the signs, striving to implement them throughout the factory in the shortest possible time.

Of course, according to the rules, he still informed Director Yang, but his words were vague. He just asked the workshop to cooperate with the Propaganda Department to hang some promotional signs to ensure that it would not affect production.

Director Yang didn't care. He knew that what the workers hated most was face-saving projects, and that billboards would sometimes cause workers to resentment.

Director Li mobilized his people to hang warning signs and various safety instructions in every workshop, warehouse and dangerous place in the factory overnight.

The next day, when the workers came to work and entered the workshop, they saw eye-catching signs marking dangers in various places, reminding everyone what they can and cannot do.

"That's the right thing to do."

The workers were whispering to each other, but they were undoubtedly very happy with this sign. These days, every worker is the backbone of the family, and being able to return home safely is what they have always insisted on.

Director Yang also received the notice and ran to the workshop to take a look. After watching it, he knew that Li Huaide had won another game against him. This was real credit and no one would deny it no matter where he went.

What Director Yang did not expect was that someone actually came to visit today. He was someone who came directly from the department. Although he was not the top leader, he was also a powerful figure.

The leader came without any prior notice, and Director Yang didn't know until the security department at the factory gate reported it. He hurried downstairs and found that the leader had already arrived in front of the office building.

"Director Wang, why are you here?" Director Yang laughed awkwardly, "You didn't even tell us in advance. We are not prepared at all."

"We want to surprise you." Director Wang said with a smile, "We want to see you guys being unprepared. We need to be prepared at all times. That's what we call preparation."

Director Wang looked up and saw a wooden sign hanging at the entrance of the stairs. It was painted in red and read: Walk on the right, be careful when going up and down the stairs, and do not chase or run around.

Director Wang pointed at the sign and asked, "What does this mean?"

Director Yang was speechless, not knowing how to answer. His mind was working very quickly, trying to come up with a suitable excuse to answer.

Li Huaide stepped forward and said, "Director Wang, I am in charge of this work. It has just started. It is mainly about promoting production safety. Now it is just a test."

“Will it be useful to just hang a few signs?”

Li Huaide was fully confident. The suggestion Liu Hua gave him included more than just hanging warning signs, but also follow-up safety protection measures, safety education, etc.

"It's more than just putting up signs," Li Huaide said. "We will also be equipped with various safety measures and safety education in the future, striving to instill safety awareness into every employee, reduce safety accidents every year to a minimum, and preferably have zero casualties."

Director Wang nodded with satisfaction. This was the most typical example of what it meant for workers to be the masters of their own affairs.

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