Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 121: Wear his shorts!

After receiving the order of agreement, Junjun ran to the small bench and sat down. He supported his chin with both hands, frowned and thought carefully.

"It's different being a cadre. My speech is becoming more and more sophisticated."

Chen Lihong nudged Chen Luyang with her arm and spoke with a relieved smile.

"As for children... the most important thing is to let them learn to think."

Chen Luyang smiled and said:
"If someone doesn't think he's wrong and you still beat him up, it will only backfire and won't have any educational effect."

Chen Lihong glared at him: "You keep coming up with a lot of crooked ideas all day long."

"As long as it works." Chen Luyang replied with a smile.

As the two were talking, the gate was pushed open and Chen's father walked in with several factory workers.

"What should we do with that camshaft forging?"

"We tried a new method today, but the success rate is still poor and doesn't meet the factory's requirements."

Recently, Chen's father has been thinking hard in the workshop, studying techniques with a group of workshop directors and senior technical workers every day.

Even after get off work, everyone would come to Chen's father's house to chat and discuss.

These past few nights, Chen Luyang listened to the discussions of his father and others.

Although he didn't understand anything about techniques, craftsmanship, and forging.

But he did understand what a camshaft was.

The difficulty in machining camshafts lies in their slender structure, which makes them very prone to deformation due to stress, surface residual stress deformation and heat treatment deformation.

"Dad, we can't change the process, how about we change the materials?"

Chen Luyang expressed his thoughts.

They say all roads lead to Rome.

As long as we can get to Rome, it's fine. Why do we have to take a boat?
"If this material is easily deformed, why don't we put some hard, non-deformable material in it?"

Chen Luyang expressed his thoughts very simply.

Anyway, now is the time when everyone's ideas collide, so it's not excessive to come up with any bizarre ideas.

As soon as these words came out,
Everyone present, including Chen's father, was stunned for a moment.

The authorities are fascinated.

They've really hit a dead end lately, focusing all their attention on craftsmanship.

I really thought about changing the materials.

Yang Xiangyang's eyes suddenly lit up and he said excitedly:

"Master, what Luyang said makes sense!"

"We can change the forgings to cast iron. After quenching, it has higher strength and hardness, and perhaps the deformation problem can be solved!"

Father Chen slapped his thigh suddenly!
"Yup!"

"I'm so old and confused, why didn't I think of this?"

"Let's go! Let's go back to the workshop and try again!!!"

Saying,

Father Chen could no longer sit still and turned around to leave with his brothers.

"Eh? Didn't you just get home, old man? What are you doing?"

In the main room, Chen's mother ran out with knitting needles and a sweater loop that had a small layer of knitting in her hands.

"Honey, I'm going to the workshop and will be back later."

Before Chen's mother saw Chen's father, he had already left the yard.

"Old man, you're so old, but you're still like when you were young, you just leave when you want to."

Chen Luyang looked at the crochet hook and yarn in Chen's mother's hand and said happily:
"What? Are you going to knit a new sweater for my dad?"

Mother Chen: "That's right! The weather is getting cold. I took apart your father's old sweater and thought about knitting him a new one to measure the size of his belly."

"But this old guy just left without a trace."

Chen Luyang: "Mom, my dad has been leading the workshop to solve technical problems recently, so he is really busy."

"It will be fine after this busy period."

Mother Chen sighed and looked down at the wool and needle in her hands.

"I used to say that when I was young. I've heard it all my life. I've heard it enough!"

He sighed softly.

Mother Chen turned around and measured the knitting needles in her hand on Chen Luyang's body, saying:

"I don't have time, forget it!" "I'm knitting for my son!!"

Saying,

Chen's mother put her hands on Chen Luyang's shoulders, arms and waist.

Chen Luyang frowned slightly!
"Mom, didn't you take apart my dad's sweater and knit it with this yarn?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?"

"Then you knit a sweater for me. What does my dad wear in winter?"

"What to wear? Wear his shorts, he'll freeze to death!"

Chen's mother was furious: "Let him stay away from home day after day!"

"Isn't he happy staying in the workshop? Why not just stay in the workshop instead of going home?"

"Anyway, he has his disciples here, they can provide him with food, so he won't starve to death."

Chen Luyang trembled as he accepted Mother Chen's anger and said:

"Mom, why don't you take apart my sweater and give it to my dad~"

"I'll switch with my dad."

It just so happened that the sweater that Chen's mother knitted for Chen Luyang was brick red, and the one that Chen's father knitted for her was black.

As it was Chinese New Year, Chen's father wore red to look festive.

Mother Chen: "I knitted yours with thick wool! The stitches are dense and it took me over two months to knit. Why would you take it apart?"

As she spoke, Chen's mother said angrily:
"Just tear down your father's! He'll freeze to death tomorrow!"

……

That night, Chen's father did not return home.

Mother Chen spent most of the night knitting a sweater.

When Chen's mother woke up, the bedside was empty.

Chen Luyang was worried about his father, so he ran to the forging workshop early in the morning.

In the workshop,
Chen Dazhi was following Lao Jin, Yang Xiangyang and others to manufacture camshafts.

The firelight hit Chen Dazhi's face, making his cheeks red, and his forehead and cheekbones were oily and reflected the light.

Although the eyes look bright,
But a hint of decadence and fatigue was clearly revealed on the usually chubby and cheerful face.

There were bags under his eyes and his cheeks were sunken.

A good person suddenly looked several years older.

Chen Luyang felt distressed.

No matter how healthy Chen Dazhi is, he is already in his forties!
How can I stay up so late!

"Dad, have you eaten yet?"

When Chen Dazhi saw his son coming, a hint of warmth appeared on his serious expression.

"Why did you come here?"

Chen Luyang smiled and said, "Junjun said you didn't go home last night and he missed you, so he asked me to come over and see his grandpa."

When Mr. Chen heard the word "Junjun", a smile of relief appeared on his tired face.

"It's my eldest grandson who still thinks of me."

Chen Luyang looked at the parts on the machine tool. "How's it going? Any progress?"

Chen Dazhi took a breath and wanted to say something.

But he seemed too tired and didn't want to say anything more. He just said:

"Don't worry about it. Even if I tell you, you won't understand."

Chen Luyang nodded.

"Dad, have you eaten yet? If not, let's go to the cafeteria and have something to eat."

Chen Dazhi shook his head: "No, Xiao Yang and the others will go to the cafeteria and bring it back to me. I'll sit down and rest."

"Go back to work and stop hanging around here."

Chen Luyang hesitated for a moment.

"Okay! Dad, I'm going to the workshop first. If you have nothing to do at noon, you can take a nap."

"You're already so old and still staying up late, do you think you're me?"

Chen Dazhi glanced at his son and said impatiently:
"Okay, go back quickly."

(End of this chapter)