"Okay, Xiao Cai, Xiao Dan, take care. Come to our house and visit us when you have time!" Jin Yongqing knew that the two children would not leave unless he closed the door. This was their duty, so Jin Yongqing waved and closed the door.
"Come on, Tongtong, try the sweet soup made by grandpa. Today, to use the words of you young people, grandpa is replicating your childhood memory, the big bowl of sweet soup at the banquet. I remember when you were a child, I took you to a banquet, and you liked that soup the most!" Jin Yongqing took his granddaughter's hand and gestured to Wu Tong with a smile.
He compared it with his waist and said, "At that time, you were only in kindergarten, and you were not even as tall as my waist!" Their usual custom was to set up banquets for weddings and funerals, and there would be both sweet and savory soups on the table.
The salty one is the "Get Out" soup, because the eggs need to be beaten and thrown into the soup, so this soup is also called "Swing Sleeves Soup". Because eggs are the main ingredient, and this soup is served, it means the end of the banquet, and you have to leave quickly, turn over the table and remove the disposable tablecloth to let the next group of guests take their seats, so it is also jokingly called "Get Out" soup, which is very vivid and descriptive.
The sweet one is fruit soup. When there are seasonal fruits, apples, oranges, white fungus, egg drops, etc. are usually added. In winter when there are no fresh fruits, canned fruits are used instead, which has a unique flavor.
Wu Tong really enjoyed drinking it as a child. It wasn't overly sweet, and when it was well made, it had just the right sweetness without being greasy, with the fruit refreshing and the white fungus soft and gelatinous, making it truly unforgettable.
When Wu Tong was little, his favorite thing was to go to banquets with his grandfather. Grandpa was hospitable, cheerful, generous, and had many friends, so there were plenty of opportunities to attend banquets throughout the year, especially during the end-of-year holidays when everyone had time. He could even attend banquets back-to-back. At that time, for Wu Tong, it was like a little mouse falling into a rice jar—it was so wonderful!
Every time, there's always sweet soup at the end, which makes my belly bulge and gets teased by my family. Salty soup is good, but you can make it at home, so it's not so rare. Only sweet soup, like the pressure from the big pot at the banquet, makes it taste especially good.
Wu Tong couldn't help but curl her eyes as she thought about her childhood. She was quite calm. Although she had a lot of dark history as a child, because the elders who knew these things often brought them up, she now treated them as jokes, just like she was entertaining her parents with colorful clothes!
"Grandpa and grandma love me, so I must try it today!" Wu Tong took the sweet soup from her grandma with a smile on his face. "Comrade Jin, you're amazing. You've made it just as good as at the banquet! Let me try the taste!"
Wu Tong stirred it with a spoon, blew on it gently, and put it into her mouth. The sweet and smooth taste lingered on her taste buds. It was exactly the taste she remembered from her childhood. She couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Comrade Jin, your cooking skills are amazing now!"
"Hahaha... Of course, who am I? I was the master chef in the factory back then. Whatever I want to do, I have to do it properly. There is nothing I can't learn!" Jin Yongqing accepted the praise from his precious granddaughter with a smile, put his hands on his hips, and boasted proudly. He, Jin Yongqing, was able to make a name for himself in the factory after the founding of the People's Republic of China, wasn't it because he had some talent!
As Tongtong's grandfather, how could he be bad!
"Tongtong, you've really praised your grandpa!" Grandma Jin laughed. The old man is so old, and he still loves to show off. Only Tongtong can indulge this old man's temper!
Wu Tong drank sweet soup while talking to the old man. After everyone returned, she told him that she would be going on a business trip the next day. "The specific return date is not yet determined. I will be back as soon as possible. After I go to the base, it may not be convenient to contact you. I will call you. If it is really urgent, you know my other dedicated number that is open 24 hours a day. You can contact me at any time. Don't think that you will affect me without telling me!"
Before leaving, Wu Tong repeatedly warned her family that she wasn't worried about trouble, but rather about them hiding things from her. Fortunately, after joining the project team, her family would be carefully cared for. If anything ever happened to her parents or family, there would definitely be someone to handle it, giving her peace of mind.
"Tongtong, don't worry, just take good care of yourself!" This was the only farewell reminder from Wu Tong's family. No matter what time, Tongtong, taking good care of yourself is the most important thing.
"Don't worry about us!" They will definitely be careful, not cause trouble, not be afraid of trouble, pay attention to traffic safety, and not let accidents find them and cause the children to worry.
The car started rolling forward. After bidding farewell to her family, Wu Tong turned her attention to project planning, trying to stop dwelling on other things. If she missed too much, she might not be willing to leave. Regardless, parting is never a joyous occasion.
Although the Second Academy of Aeronautics' headquarters is in Beijing, it is only responsible for theoretical and basic research. The actual research and testing base is in Xizhou Aerospace City, which has a dedicated DF base. This is also the first missile test base established in China in Xizhou.
"Mr. Wu, welcome to Aerospace City!" Wu Tong's private plane arrived, and Zhu Dingjun came to meet him personally. Seeing Wu Tong disembark and stand still, she stepped forward and gave him a warm hug. The more she studied and researched recently, the more she was struck by Wu Tong's exceptional designs and learned a great deal.
Therefore, when she learned that Wu Tong had arranged time to fly to Xizhou to personally take charge of the work, she made time to personally pick up Wu Tong to express her gratitude and respect.
"Mr. Zhu!" Wu Tong smiled and hugged Zhu Dingjun, "We meet again, and we will work together in the same trench in the future!" She adjusted her hood. The wind and sand were strong in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and Wu Tong needed to keep her identity secret, so she wore a camouflage baseball cap and a mask, and covered it with the hood of her windbreaker. Unless you got close, you couldn't see the outline of Wu Tong's eyebrows and eyes.
"Come on, Mr. Wu. Although this isn't your first time in Xizhou, it's definitely your first time in Aerospace City. Let me introduce you to our Aerospace City. The origins of this base can be traced back to 1958, less than a decade after the founding of the People's Republic of China!"
The conditions were difficult at that time. Our ancestors relied only on shovels, sacks, bamboo baskets... the most primitive tools and working methods, and built a huge missile test base - Xizhou "DF Base" in just three years.
This base was initially used as a missile test and training base, and later developed into the Nordasizhou Satellite Launch Center, which we can see but cannot see its entire outline. We usually call it the Space City!
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