The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 958 Trial Engine

I can't say that I can't say that my father can't, and I can't say that I can't say that I can't say that I can't say that I can't say that I don't want to make trouble with my father.

Ding Xiaojun emptied the mineral water bottle and took off the top cover. Then he drilled a small hole in the cover, just enough for the thin tube to pass through. After passing the thin tube through the bottle cap, Ding Xiaocai passed the bottle cap. There was a four-sided opening on the other end, he opened it, softened it with a lighter, and pressed it to death on the bottle mouth. Then he capped the bottle again, squeezed the bottle to test the airtightness, and then smiled. Show it to your father.

"You bought a bottle of water just for this thing." Father asked Ding Xiaojun when he saw that there was a modified bottle in Ding Xiaojun's hand.

"This pump is easy to use." Ding Xiaojun said, walking towards his three-wheeled motorcycle.

My father was stunned and said, "Is it so troublesome to pump oil? I remember that when you were in middle school, you used a pipe to pump my gasoline."

Ding Xiaojun didn't want to answer these words. He opened the cap of the fuel tank, put the pipe in, squeezed the bottle, and then released it. Under the pressure of the bottle, the oil in the fuel tank was pumped into the bottle along the pipe.

"Hey, isn't your stuff pretty good?" My father looked at the oil in the bottle and said with a smile.

Ding Xiaojun took the pipe out of the fuel tank, put the cap on the fuel tank again, and said, "I was young and had no brains before, so I didn't think of such a way."

When there is oil, you can test the engine. Ding Xiaojun took the half bottle of gasoline to the side of the engine he had brought out, and then studied how to connect the oil pipe.

Before that, he still had a fuel tank to use, but it seemed that his father hadn't put away that fuel tank, and he couldn't find it in the utility room, so he could only use the bottle it was pumping out as a fuel tank.

It's just that the water pipe on the modern bottle is not the same thickness as the oil inlet pipe of the engine carburetor spray, which is embarrassing again.

Seeing Ding Xiaojun's troubled look, his father came over and said, "What complicated things are you thinking about? Don't you just want to try the engine? If you want me to say, you just use the straw to insert it into the oil basket and try the engine first. It’s not about being able to operate normally.”

Ding Xiaojun thought about it, he could just try the engine, and now he didn’t want to take over the oil pipe, he inserted the pipe on the bottle into the oil leak, squeezed half of the oil into the oil leak, and then put the bottle in the On one side, ready to start the engine.

Because he guessed that the motorcycle at home was produced in the 90s. At that time, the friction bike did not even have an electric start, and it was a kick.

Now, the engine that he dismantled earlier was placed on the ground, so close to the ground, and the kick lever to start the engine could not breathe at all.

His father knew what Ding Xiaojun was going to do, so he got up to fetch a chair and came to the factory. After putting the chair away, he gave Ding Xiaojun a wink. Ding Xiaojun naturally understood what his father meant, and he picked up the engine on the ground and put it on the chair.

The father cooperatively supported the motor on the chair, raised his head and said to Ding Xiaojun: "I can't kick this anymore, I will help you to kick it."

Ding Xiaojun was naturally worried about his father. He stretched out his finger, held down the engine, and then kicked it down.

It was very disappointing. When he kicked down, the engine didn't respond at all. He tried a few more times, but it was still the same.

"It's been too long. There's no oil in the carburetor. It takes a few breaths to let the oil go down." Ding Xiaojun said, holding the engine with both hands, kicking it a few times, and saw the oil in the oil leak. The oil was almost exhausted, and he squeezed it into it as if it was almost full, and then made it look like he was going to kick it.

"It should work this time." Ding Xiaojun put his feet on the kick rod, held the fuel tank halfway up the carburetor with one hand, kicked the kick rod hard, and saw the engine and the exhaust pipe popping up. There was thick black smoke.

Ding Xiaojun pulled the refueling line on the carburetor, loosened it, pulled it, and then he saw the black smoke from the exhaust pipe of the engine.

The engine started, and my father let go of the hand holding the engine. He looked at the thick smoke coming out of the exhaust pipe, frowned and said, "It's burning oil."

Ding Xiao pulled the refueling line on the carburetor again, and then said: "This is not burning engine oil. The smoke from burning engine oil is gray and white. This one looks like black smoke. In my opinion, it should be that the engine has not been used for too long. Yes, there is too much carbon deposit in it."

"Then what should we do with the carbon deposits? Don't we just let him suffer?" asked the father.

Ding Xiao released the fuel tank and let the engine idle, and then said: "There are carbon deposits, don't deal with it, just start the engine for a while and it will be fine."

Ding Xiaojun had just finished speaking when he heard the engine plop twice and then shut off. Seeing this, his father went to the side of the oil spill to have a look, and found that there seemed to be some oil in it, and it shouldn't just turn off the engine like this.

"Dad, the idle speed is too low. I don't think it's early today, so let's not worry about it. Just lower the idle speed tomorrow." After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he patted the ashes on his hands, and then he The bottle of petrol was put away.

I am used to the life in the military camp, and I am used to the slogan of putting safety first. This bottle filled with gasoline is considered inflammable and explosive dangerous goods, so I have to put it away carefully.

The father looked at the engine, and said to Ding Xiaojun: "That's up to you, I don't care about you, you move back by yourself, don't call me, my old waist, why is it always hurting recently? .”

As the father said, he supported his lower back and left with a distressed look.

Based on Ding Xiaojun's experience in leading troops, he could tell that his father was obviously pretending, and the way he acted seemed to be suffering from back pain.

But no matter whether his father pretended it or not, he still had to carry the engine himself in the end. No matter how thick-skinned he was, it was impossible for his father to carry this heavy thing.

Some people may say that the engine will be tested tomorrow anyway, so the engine should be left in the courtyard.

In that way, it can only be regarded as the behavior of lazy people. As for the weather around the New Year’s Eve in the north, it can be several degrees below zero at night. The engine is left outside overnight, and the next day is about to get up. After running the engine all night, I want to start it. It can be said to be even more difficult, so the engine must be moved back.

After returning the engine board to the utility room, Ding Xiaojun went to fetch water to wash his hands. Fortunately, although there was no meal prepared for him at home, the hot water was still burned.

After washing, Ding Xiaojun thought about it again, and after making sure that he hadn't forgotten anything, he went back to the house.

(End of this chapter)