Jiang Ci smiled slightly, "That's why I say we're on the same wavelength."
Zhou Mingli raised his eyebrows and leaned closer to her, asking, "What do you want to say?"
The hand closest to Jiang Ci had already reached behind her, ready to put his arm around her shoulder if she asked.
"Look at this paper. Besides what Shen Conghe wrote, there are others too!"
Zhou Mingli's lips, which were about to curl upwards, suddenly fell back. He silently withdrew his hand and looked down.
The paper that Shen Conghe used to write that passage was not blank paper, but a draft paper.
A sheet of scratch paper covered with calculations.
When Jiang Ci returned today, she had already gone to a secluded corner to look through the papers and even discovered some other content on the draft paper!
She saw a few English words on it: aircraft, fighter aircraft.
What is this?
Airplane, fighter jet.
Jiang Ci's breath caught in her throat for a few seconds. She couldn't understand the calculation equations, but she could read English.
Zhou Mingli had told her before that the thrust-to-weight ratio is a parameter used in engines.
So that old man had been researching airplane engines all along!
It might be a fighter jet or a large passenger plane!
Jiang Ci felt that this Mr. Cheng Yehan, even if he wasn't a real expert in aircraft engine research, must at least be a researcher.
The aerospace industry is the crown jewel of modern industry.
Jiang Ci vaguely understood why Mr. Cheng Yehan still had special privileges even after being sent to the cowshed.
Such talent was extremely rare in the 1970s.
Jiang Ci pointed to the English text and lowered her voice, "Fighter aircraft, Zhou Mingli, that old man is studying the engine, the engine of a fighter jet!"
"I suspect that the higher-ups knew he was an indispensable person, which is why they sent him meals."
Zhou Mingli frowned slightly. "Logically speaking, such talent should be directly recruited into relevant classified departments for research. How did they end up here?"
Not to mention Zhou Mingli, Jiang Ci didn't know why either.
The original text describes the old man very little, only briefly mentioning that a great man would come to pick him up in the future, but the old man was tortured to death not long ago.
Liu Yinyin was in charge of the old man's burial and gained the favor of that important person. She learned about the upcoming college entrance examination from him in advance. The important person specially arranged for someone to make an exception, and Xia Lei also received a letter of introduction to return to his hometown. The two of them went directly to Beijing without having to divorce.
Liu Yinyin started preparing for the college entrance examination early to go to university, while Xia Lei remained silent until the country began to encourage individual businesses in the 1980s. With his connections and money, he quickly made his first pot of gold and began a life of crazy money-making to become the richest man.
As for who that important person is?
Jiang Ci didn't know either. She only knew the general plot. She wasn't the original author of the novel, so how could she know every detail?
"I'll ask around later." Zhou Mingli carefully folded the paper, found a match, and with a tearing sound, a flame shot up, completely engulfing the draft paper.
Jiang Ci nodded vaguely, "Mr. Cheng Yehan is still in good health. He doesn't seem to have any illnesses. Liu San is also wary of him, so he shouldn't bother him recently. If I can find an opportunity, I will also inquire about his background."
With such a network of connections right in front of them, would they still be Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli if they didn't seize the opportunity?
How is that possible!
Jiang Ci may be able to adapt to the current environment, but that doesn't mean she's willing to live this kind of life.
With no worries about food and drink, a comfortable house, servants to clean the rooms, no need to cook for themselves, cars for getting around, and airplanes for long-distance travel, she and Zhou Mingli must be crazy to continue living such a miserable life!
If they want to turn their lives around, they can't just wait for that small group to fall; they also need to find someone to issue a letter of introduction and find a way to get her, Zhou Mingli, and their two children into the city.
With the rise of the individual business economy in the 1980s, opportunities are more plentiful in larger cities!
When it comes to doing business, neither Jiang Ci nor Zhou Mingli said they didn't know how.
You have to understand that Jiang Ci's family is in business, so how could she possibly miss out on this era where there is gold everywhere and anyone who dares to take risks can make money?
Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli whispered to each other for a while. Jiang Ci then took the flashlight and touched her three large yellow croakers.
We'll need this later.
very nice.
The two returned to the courtyard. Zhou Mingli lit some moxa, moved the two sleeping children to a corner, and then slept next to Jiang Ci.
After she finished showering, she and Zhou Miao used the face cream together, and gave the clam oil to him and Zhou Yang. Jiang Ci had a faint scent of face cream on her body.
Whether it was Jiang Ci's overt kiss that had an effect today or not, Zhou Mingli had been somewhat absent-minded.
Now that he was so close to her, Zhou Mingli couldn't sleep.
Why is Jiang Ci so far away from him? There's enough space between them for two Zhou Yangs to lie down.
Zhou Mingli was not happy and moved closer to her.
Jiang Ci obviously didn't have this problem; she had been busy all day and fell asleep quite easily.
I feel sleepy just lying there, and I want to sleep within a minute of closing my eyes.
Clearly, Zhou Mingli didn't want to put her to sleep so easily.
"Jiang Ci, there's a little bug over there." He lowered his voice, a devilish whisper.
Jiang Ci jolted, twisted her body, and rolled onto Zhou Mingli.
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