Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 132 It’s okay, our son is stupid...

Chen Luyang wilted instantly.

Just when everyone was about to pick up their chopsticks to eat, Junjun suddenly stood up and said:
“I also have good news today!!!”

"What's the news, Junjun?"

When they heard Junjun speak, Chen's father and mother immediately asked with a smile in their eyes.

"The composition I wrote was selected as a model essay. Today, the teacher praised it and I even read it aloud in front of the whole class!"

Junjun puffed out his chest and spoke proudly.

Chen Luyang asked with a smile: "What kind of composition is it? Tell us about it!"

Junjun: "My essay topic is: The person I most want to be is my grandpa!"

Chen Luyang: ???

Didn’t I advise Junjun before? Why is the topic of the essay still the same this time?

Then, Junjun jumped off the dining table like a little rabbit, ran to his side, took out a small exercise book from his schoolbag, and ran back again.

Standing in front of the dining table, he began to read:
"The person I most want to be is my grandpa!"

"My grandfather, Chen Dazhi, was a national model worker, an eighth-level worker in the factory, a representative of the city's advanced workers, and the director of the forging workshop. He was also the first person in the factory to hand-roll a car!"

"The first car produced by the machinery factory was built by my grandfather!"

……

Damn...

Isn't this Junjun kid too bold to write?!

This shocking first part made Chen Luyang dumbfounded.

Don't even mention it as an excellent composition in class.
It's more than enough to be rated as an excellent composition in the grade...

...No, who taught the child this?
Here Chen Luyang was thinking about giving his nephew a political lesson.
As a result, Junjun suddenly changed the topic!
The following article,

The essay describes in a rather simple way the hard work of Chen Dazhi and his commitment to his family.

At the very end, Junjun wrote:
"When I grow up, I want to be a man like my grandfather, useful to society and responsible to my family! I want to contribute to the early realization of the Four Modernizations for the motherland!!!"

"My good grandson!"

With red eyes, Father Chen hugged Junjun and kissed his little face. Junjun cried out in pain because of his stubble.

That night,

Junjun happily washed his feet and went to sleep with his grandma and grandpa.

Here, Father Chen and Junjun were having fun on the kang.

Chen's mother walked into Chen Luyang's cabin with the knitted sweater.

Chen Luyang was lying on the bed reading a book. When he saw his mother come into the room, he quickly sat up.

"Try it! I've knitted your new sweater."

"Is it finished?"

Chen Luyang happily got off the kang, picked up the sweater and put it on.

Just right!

It's soft and warm, and has two small buttons on the cuffs that can be buttoned together like a shirt.

"Mom, what you knitted for me is so beautiful! I want to wear it to work tomorrow!"

Chen Luyang looked down at the sweater happily.

Mother Chen: "It's only a few months now, and you don't feel hot wearing a sweater!"

"Your dad just finished knitting his sweater and has some extra yarn, so I knitted you a neck warmer. Try it!"

Saying,

Chen's mother put a thick collar around Chen Luyang's neck.

Chen Luyang is naturally handsome, and with the black collar, his facial features are immediately more prominent, making him look noble.

"Mom, the knitting is too tight. It's tight."

Chen Luyang pulled the collar out uncomfortably, feeling that it was difficult to breathe once he put it on.

"You'll get used to it! This is so beautiful!"

Mother Chen stretched out her hand to adjust her collar and said:
"It's better to keep this thing tight, otherwise it'll let in wind in the winter."

Chen Luyang tried on the sweater and suddenly thought of Ebe Wataru.

The winter here is so cold that one can freeze to death. I don’t know if he has a sweater. After hesitating for a long time, Chen Luyang said a little embarrassedly:

"Mom, the Japanese expert our factory invited, the one I'm on good terms with, doesn't seem to have a sweater."

"Would you mind knitting one for him, too?"

Mother Chen: "What's so inconvenient about this? It's not hard to knit a sweater."

"Bring him home tomorrow, and I'll measure him and give him a thick one."

"oops……"

"You said that the child came all the way here, and I don't know if he has a cotton jacket or pants."

"If not, I'll make him a cotton jacket and trousers so he can stay warm here during the winter."

Chen Luyang listened to her mother's chatter and couldn't help but hug her tightly, saying gratefully:
"Mom, you are so kind~"

Mother Chen said gently, "What's good or bad about this? If you were alone outside, I'd also like someone to care about your well-being. To keep you from getting cold or hungry..."

After taking care of my son,
When Chen's mother returned to the room, Junjun had already crawled into bed and fallen asleep.

"You're amazing! The child's feet are still outside, and you didn't even bother to cover them up!"

Chen's mother muttered softly, climbed onto the kang and covered Junjun's feet with the quilt, then took out a half-knitted sweater from the chest of drawers by the wall and continued knitting.

Chen Dazhi approached Feng Jiuxiang slowly, quietly and gently.

"Wife, I want a sweater too."

nowadays,
Chen Dazhi was very sure that his sweater was taken apart by Feng Jiuxiang to knit a sweater for her son.

He had been feeling depressed for several days, but today he decided to use softness to overcome hardness and say some soft words to his wife.

"You look like a sweater to me!"

Feng Jiuxiang nudged Chen Dazhi with her elbow in disgust: "Stay away, I won't prick you anymore!"

Father Chen is not afraid of difficulties and steps forward again!

But the next moment, Chen's mother put the sweater in her hand on him and tried to measure him.

Chen Dazhi was stunned for a moment, then his eyes showed ecstasy!

"Is this knitted for me?"

"Is it new wool?"

Mother Chen said angrily, "Isn't it just the new wool I bought for you, a new sweater?"

"You're always busy with your son. I think you're just bored!"

Knowing that Feng Jiuxiang bought new wool for herself, she took apart the old sweater and knitted it for her son.
Chen Dazhi felt uncomfortable.

As if he was afraid of being heard by Chen Luyang, he lowered his voice and asked quietly:

"Will the second brother be happy if he knows this?"

Feng Jiuxiang pretended to be calm and coaxed Lao Chen: "It's okay, our son is stupid and can't see it."

"Besides, I also sewed an extra collar for the second child..."

"Huh? Why is your belly fatter? It wasn't this small when I measured it before."

……

The next day, Chen Luyang went to work wearing the new sweater knitted for him by his mother.

After entering the workshop, Cao Qinghang looked at Chen Luyang strangely.

"It's not that cold today, is it?"

Chen Luyang boasted, "It's cold! It's so chilly in the morning and evening!"

Saying,

Chen Luyang walked forward ostentatiously, stretched out his sleeves, and held them up for Cao Qinghang to see:

"Look at this buckle, isn't it nice?"

“My mother knitted it for me!”

Cao Qinghang looked at Chen Luyang as if he were a fool.

Out of my own qualities and the friendship between comrades,

Cao Qinghang nodded and said expressionlessly, "It looks good!"

(End of this chapter)