She was thinking of coming to school today to ask Su Qingyun, but she didn't expect that this person was Ji Yue.
"Why are you so loud?" Su Qingyun said helplessly, "He came with me to our village yesterday to check out the situation in the fields. Wasn't I working with him on that competition? He needed to go and see for himself. Later, he had dinner at my house. It was too late and my family was worried about him going back alone, so we let him stay."
"That's it?" Xia Qiu said in disbelief, "Is this the beginning of your entry into the mainstream?"
Su Qingyun: "..."
"Who told you to use idioms like that? I already said we have something important to say."
"I don't believe it." Xia Qiu rubbed his chin, "It's not that simple. Let me think about it."
"Then take your time to think about it." Su Qingyun sighed helplessly, took the hot water and returned to his seat.
Xia Qiu also returned to her seat. She glanced at the two people who were discussing the issue in a low voice, and sighed in her heart, Ji Yue is so resourceful that he broke into Qingyun's house without making any noise, and Qingyun didn't even notice anything.
Tsk, Ji Yue is so scheming. Xia Qiu thinks he has seen through everything.
Although other students in the class are not as gossipy as before, they still talk about it behind their backs. They also find it strange that there doesn't seem to be a sticky feeling between Ji Yue and Su Qingyun, but there is an atmosphere that no one else can interfere with. This atmosphere is very subtle, but it does exist.
Of course, Su Qingyun, the person involved, has no feeling at all about these speculations. Or, even if she has some feeling, she has ignored it. She is only thinking about study and research now, and everything else is put aside.
The two discussed for a long time and finally decided on the final drawing of the seed drill. The next step was to start making it. Other problems were discovered during the production process.
The scrap recycling station was quite conspicuous due to the constant comings and goings of people. After the last incident, in order to avoid someone making trouble, Su Qingyun and Ji Yue decided to transport all the materials and parts they had stored at the scrap recycling station to the school. Anyway, the school had arranged a classroom for them, so it would be a waste not to use them.
The two of them hurriedly had lunch after school and went there. When they arrived at the scrap recycling station, Wang Zhihua was eating with a bowl in his hand. When he saw the two of them coming, he hurriedly put down the bowl.
"Uncle Wang, let's get the things we had before."
"Take it, take it." Wang Zhihua said with a smile.
Ji Yue found a sack and put all the things that looked like scrap metal into it. Su Qingyun was still looking around to see if there was anything that could still be used.
Wang Zhihua looked at Su Qingyun hesitantly, and Su Qingyun caught his eye.
"Uncle Wang, what's wrong?"
Wang Zhihua pulled Su Qingyun aside and said in a low voice, "Qingyun, uncle wants to ask you, can you repair that sewing machine?"
"Sewing machine?" Su Qingyun nodded. "Sure, that's easy."
The structure of a sewing machine is not complicated and it is easy to repair.
"That's great. I have a few sewing machines here. Can you help me fix them?" Wang Zhihua said with anticipation.
"Of course I can, but..." Su Qingyun changed the subject, "Uncle Wang, why would a sewing machine that can still be repaired come to you?"
This is a scrap recycling station, not a machine repair department. Why would a sewing machine that can still be used after repair be brought here?
Wang Zhihua hesitated for a moment, but still didn't hide it from her. "Uncle, let me tell you the truth. The several sewing machines I have here were discarded by the county textile factory. They've been used for many years and often break down. Although they can still be used after repair, they're not very useful."
"The textile factory has replaced its sewing machines with new ones, and the old ones have been eliminated. Most of them have been recycled by the manufacturer, but don't we have a way? I got a few of them, and I'm thinking of repairing them and selling them."
"This..." After hearing him say this, Su Qingyun hesitated. This meant that the origin of these sewing machines was not very legitimate, and it would be a huge risk if they were checked.
"Don't worry, everything has been prepared this time. There will definitely be no accidents." Wang Zhihua knew what she was worried about at a glance and quickly assured her.
"Actually, I could find someone else to do it, but don't I trust your skills? Besides, if you repair one, I'll give you this amount."
Wang Zhihua made a four with his hands and whispered, "Forty, how about that?"
Su Qingyun's eyes lit up and he felt a little moved.
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