When Xie Sufen went to work, she heard from a distance that Old Lady Ji was crying at home. Although Liu E had already told her about this and that the family's money had disappeared, Xie Sufen just didn't believe it.
She asked Cuixiang, her good friend, "Are they really gone? This is a new era, how can there be any ghost stories?"
"I heard that all the rice, noodles, and money in the house are gone. I watched helplessly as the box of money flew away. Don't you think it's weird?"
Cuixiang said this while looking around, fearing that someone would hear her and label her as a member of the fourth category.
Xie Sufen felt a pang in her heart when she heard this.
Early this morning, the rice and flour jars in her house were full for no reason, and Xie Sufen broke out in a cold sweat.
"How did it disappear? I watched it disappear right before my eyes. What on earth is going on?"
Cuixiang leaned close to Xie Sufen's ear and said, "You won't believe me if I tell you this, but I heard that Aunt Jingui and Ji Hongmei saw with their own eyes that the box disappeared. Liu E saw with her own eyes, too, that all the rice and flour disappeared."
Oh, it shouldn’t be her daughter who did it. No normal person would have that ability. Xie Sufen felt relieved.
It seems that even the gods could not stand what Liu Jingui did.
Here, Ji Xia took a donkey cart to the county. The driver was Uncle Mao, who had a lame leg due to polio and drove a donkey cart for the production team. This time he was going to the brick and tile factory to transport goods, and Ji Xia happened to take a ride.
There is a bus running back and forth in the county, with one round trip a day, so it's rare to wait.
"Uncle, what are you towing for the production team? I'll go back later. Can I get a ride again?" Ji Xia asked.
She actually didn't want to go back. Loading the goods was secondary. The main thing was that she wanted to take a ride.
"It depends on how much you buy. Wait for me at the supply and marketing cooperative later. If I can help you carry some things, I will help you." Ji Mao said.
"Thank you, Uncle Mao!"
When they arrived at the county, Ji Xia jumped out of the car and walked along the street. She saw short and old storefronts, dilapidated asphalt roads, pale and skinny people, worn-out wires hanging from telephone poles, and black smoke billowing from the chimneys of low factory buildings.
The third industrial revolution has swept the world, but China's industrial centers are still in this state. Watching this situation on TV and actually being part of it are completely different feelings.
Ji Xia saw her father coming out of the machinery factory. He seemed very anxious and was following a few people wearing Zhongshan suits and who looked like cadres.
One of them turned to Ji Jianguo and said, "Jianguo, you used to be a mechanized infantryman in the army, so you know a lot about machinery. That's why we put you in charge of this equipment repair. The situation is urgent now. If we can't fix it, we will all be criticized, and we won't be able to complete the production task, and we won't be able to win the advanced award this year."
Ji Jianguo frowned. "Director Chen, we've already replaced everything that needed replacing. This piece of equipment was donated to us by the Russians back then. We don't know the equipment drawings or its working structure, so we don't know where to start. Can we ask for support?"
"Don't say such things. Whose support are you asking for? As a party member, don't you know what our relationship with them is like now? You have to rely on your own efforts. I'll give you three more days. If you can't fix it, you will be collectively criticized!" Chen Zenggang threatened.
Ji Xia pulled over a man wearing work clothes from the machinery factory and asked, "Comrade, what difficulties have you encountered in the machinery factory?"
A machine tool in the machinery factory broke down. The parts were almost all replaced, but it still couldn't be started. The whole factory was anxious and angry, and the whole county knew about it.
"Lathe No. 1 broke down and couldn't be moved. The leaders were extremely worried."
After listening to this, Ji Xia stepped forward and said to Chen Zenggang, "Hello, leader!"
She stretched out her fair and tender little hand. Chen Zenggang was stunned for a moment. When she wanted to shake hands, he passively stretched out his hand and shook hands lightly to establish a relationship.
"I heard that the lathe in the machinery factory is broken. I can fix it!" Ji Xia played straight. At times like this, he had to make a big splash and stun people.
Ji Jianguo was a little confused. He wanted to stop it but it was obviously impossible. He thought that if they couldn't fix it within three days, they would be criticized and their jobs would be lost. It was better to leave it to fate.
"Can you repair it? Where are you from, what's your name, and what did you do before?" Chen Zenggang asked.
"I said I can fix it. Since you're all trying to fix it now, why don't you let me try? I'll give it ten minutes. If I can't fix it, it doesn't seem like you'll have much to lose."
This was indeed the case. Zeng Guanghua, the secretary next to him, smiled and said, "Old Chen, why not let this little girl try?"
Seeing that the leader had spoken, Chen Zenggang extended his hand and said, "Then, young comrade, let's go and give it a try."
Ji Xia said to Ji Jianguo, "Dad, let's go!"
"Jianguo, is this your daughter?" Chen Zenggang said in surprise. He suspected that the little girl was here to cause trouble.
Ji Jianguo said, "She's my daughter."
"What has she studied before?" Chen Zenggang asked.
Without waiting for Ji Jianguo to speak, Ji Xia said, "Boss, it's only ten minutes. Let me try it, and then you'll know if I can fix it."
This little girl is quite strong.
The group returned to the factory. On the right side of the entrance, there was a production area where many people were gathered. They were all covered in oil. Some of them were holding wrenches, some were holding tools, and some were holding pliers. They were tinkering with things in a completely disorganized manner.
Seeing Ji Jianguo coming, it was like seeing a savior.
But seeing Ji Jianguo's serious expression, everyone was disappointed. It seemed that Ji Jianguo did not get any conditions for them.
Ji Xia frowned. She looked around and saw that it was a lathe made in Russia.
As far as he knew, the Russians were not sincere in their support for China. They were cautious when providing support and only gave equipment without complete lathe drawings, let alone the design principles of the equipment.
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