Cicadas were chirping non-stop in the hot summer, and it was especially so hot in the afternoon when the mother and her two children were busy in the pharmacy and inevitably got wet all over.
"Okay, go get some sleep first, I'll leave this to Mom."
Wuyi immediately shook his head. "It's so unfilial to let you be busy here alone while we, as your sons, go and rest. No, my heart aches when I think about how hard my mother works."
Zhou Jiao looked at her youngest son with amusement: "Really not going? You'll be working for nothing and won't earn any money."
"What can I do? I'm your son after all. It's not easy to be a filial son, especially with a mother who is a spendthrift. It's even harder."
Zhou Jiao laughed and threatened, "Spendthrift?"
"Hey, I spoke too quickly. Mom, who are you? You have such high-level ideas. You serve the people, and you're not just saying it. I've always been proud of you."
Ping An poked at the side and said, "Not counting the cost, how much is the labor cost?"
"Brother, are we brothers?"
"No, you picked it up from the hospital!"
Wuyi stretched his neck and turned his face towards him, "Look at my face, this is the truth."
"What's the truth? The truth is Liuyi never stopped using his hands, and you never stopped talking. Are you sure you're brothers?"
"Who made me the youngest? Who made me the last one in the family? Don't you understand the importance of respecting the old and loving the young? You should give way to your younger brother."
Liuyi looked up and rolled his eyes at him, "Where's your face?"
"Can you eat your face?"
"You have no bottom line."
"That's still true, but sometimes there's a bottom line, so I just move it back a bit."
"I understand. I intend to be shameless to the end."
"You always speak so bluntly, does your father know?"
Zhou Jiao was amused by her three sons' chattering, and she didn't dare to lower her head for fear that the medicine powder under her hands would scatter.
She didn't stop the children from engaging in other kinds of emotional communication, but simply listened to their chatter with amusement. Well, she had a plan: to make some more sweet water later so she wouldn't feel thirsty after talking too much.
When Zhang Guoqing came in, he heard the laughter and joyful chatter inside, and he couldn't help but smile. The anxiety he had been feeling for the past few days also faded a little.
He especially thought of not only his eldest son, but also his two younger sons, who somehow tinkered with the engine in just three months and made some technical modifications while playing with it. If it weren't for the fact that it was not the right time to show off, he would have liked to announce this technological innovation to the world.
This was different from the experiments he and his wife had conducted at school. They had reached a new level using only the most primitive configuration and a scrap generator.
Zhou Jiao also discovered that a certain country had already developed and tested transistor integrated circuits while abroad. Although the technology was immature, she bought a lot of components and modules, especially those for wireless communications, just for fun.
Although he knew that mobile phones would appear in the future, he couldn't recall which country would be the first to develop them. Even if he knew, it would be useless.
Firstly, he didn't have the resources, and secondly, anyone could figure it out in the future. He didn't really need to learn how to butcher pigs just to eat meat. He was still interested in getting a few walkie-talkies, though.
But he has been so busy, and has too many things to worry about. Haha, he just won't admit it and still likes to sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor... But who would have thought that his two little sons started staring at the walkie-talkie ever since they heard him mention it occasionally.
You know what, they actually made it. Although it looks a bit ugly, it is at least much smaller than the current walkie-talkies.
If this is promoted to the army and put to practical use on the battlefield, it will be a new initiative that will truly benefit both the country and the people...
"Hey, Dad, you look very interested. Did you find a treasure?" Wu Yiyi rushed to him happily when he saw his father coming in.
"Brat!" Zhang Guoqing wanted to laugh when he saw his son. Could he say that he was just thinking about how to maximize the benefits of his sons' research results?
No, lest the children become proud!
"Jiaojiao, are you almost done with your work today?"
Zhou Jiao nodded with a smile, "If we're quick, we can finish it in another hour. Are you skipping class today?"
"How is that possible? I went to the city for a meeting this morning. Look, it hasn't ended until now." Zhang Guoqing put down his briefcase, pushed her away, and started to operate the crusher that his son had modified.
Yes, crusher.
If Old Man Hu were here, he would be so angry that he would drive his unfilial descendants away. What are medicinal herbs? They are things that cure diseases and save lives. How can you mess with them like this?
But Zhou Jiao really had no choice. If she were to take care of her three sons, even if she took time off, even if she worked non-stop for 24 hours, even if her sons were very strong, they wouldn't be able to grind hundreds of kilograms of medicine powder.
So, she and Ping'an are responsible for each of their hand-cranked crushers, while Liuyi and Wuyi are responsible for weighing, and the speed increases immediately.
"Son, this is ready. Let's give it to your grandparents to make them happy."
Wuyi quickened his hands' speed, glanced at his father's movements, and said with a smile, "No problem, but it will have to be rebuilt for my grandparents. Dad, what do you want to build a TV for them?"
"I see that grandma will never want to go to the mill again, so I'll try to convert it into a juicer, but it will cost money to buy the accessories."
Zhang Guoqing laughed when he heard this. If he really sent this machine back intact, his mother might really use it to grind cornmeal without caring whether it was suitable or not.
Dried sweet potatoes?
This is not a good idea, she will be reluctant to give it away, this is her grandson's gift, what if it is ruined?
"This isn't a solution. It costs too much money. Dad, do you think we can find a motor factory to help us earn some money?"
Zhang Guoqing was shocked when he heard this. "No, put your blueprints aside for now. I still have great uses for them. It doesn't matter if you spent a few dollars. We have enough money for you to have fun."
Wuyi smiled slyly and looked at him, "Dad, from what you said, our family is quite wealthy. Can you tell me how much we have?"
Zhang Guoqing looked up and smiled, "Ask your mother."
Upon hearing this, Wuyi looked at Zhou Jiao, "Mom?"
Zhou Jiao didn't even raise her head and said, "I can buy a city."
"Hahaha..." Wuyi laughed out loud at his mother's words, "It turns out my mother is the best at joking."
Liuyi glanced at Ping'an, and the two brothers smiled at each other. This silly brother, when did his mother brag? He just didn't know if this city was a county town or an ancient capital?
Do you need to ask your mother if your family has money? Do you think everyone can afford to eat bird's nest and ginseng? Who would lend their yard to others for free?
Zhang Guoqing glanced at his youngest son with disdain, "Stop grinning like an idiot and get back to work!"
After hearing what he said, Wuyi looked at his two brothers and paused, "It can't be true, right?"
Zhou Jiao threw out a sentence: "Fake!"
Now it was Wuyi who didn't believe it and winked at his brothers. He still remembered that his family was rich, because they had such a deep memory when they were young.
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