"Xiao He, can you fix it? Those old men are about to cry after watching for a long time with their chins held in their hands." Gao Youhui pushed Jiang He, who was possessed by Sherlock Holmes.
"Ah?" Jiang He turned around and saw that the men were staring at him eagerly. The middle-aged man even had tears in his eyes. "Ahem, um, where is the blueprint for the tractor?"
"No drawings." The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed.
Seeing the other party's embarrassment, Jiang He thought of the technological blockade against China. Then he remembered that China is now guarded against by most countries in the world, and generally anything with a little technological content will be controlled.
But even a good cook cannot do anything without the right materials. Jiang He looked at the mountain of mechanical devices in front of him and said, "Oh my God, I haven't played Lego games for a long time." He knew how to repair tractors, but he had never done this kind of thing before? The key was that there was no blueprint for reference at all.
"Little comrade, you can't do it, so forget it."
Jiang He glanced at the other person and wanted to complain about him. Since you have already said forget it, why are you still looking at me as if you want to dig up your family's ancestral graves?
"I...try?" Jiang He wasn't sure if he could do it.
"Young comrade, do you mean you can repair it?" The middle-aged man was a little excited.
"I have never seen this type of tractor before. I'm not sure if it can be repaired, but I suggest you don't hold out too much hope." Jiang He looked at the other party's excited expression and poured cold water on him. After all, he had seen this kind of foreign brand in his uncle's information book before, which mentioned this brand founded in 1948.
"That's right. You have to repair it. The village is waiting for the selection at the end of this year." The only younger man among them came out. He looked upright, but what he said made Liu Chunsheng frown.
Gao Youhui got angry when he heard this. "What do you mean by that? Our little He has already said that he doesn't understand this brand, and whether to repair it or not is also a matter of opinion. Why do you say that it must be repaired?"
"Protecting national property is a necessary quality for everyone. Comrade Jiang can even repair the old-fashioned tractor in Hongxi Village, so how can something like this be impossible?" the young man said as a matter of course.
"I'm sorry, I really can't fix this machine. You should ask someone else for help." Jiang He threw the wrench in his hand back onto the car, and then said to Liu Chunsheng, "I'm sorry, village chief. I'm a little tired. I'll go back and have a rest first." He was not being a masochist. If the other party really thought of him as his father, he would just go back where he came from.
"Well, go back and have a rest early. You still have a lot of things to do tomorrow. Don't waste time for the little one." Liu Chunsheng nodded, then took two puffs of his cigarette. He didn't feel that Jiang He had done anything wrong. All the feelings he had for the people in front of him were gone, and his attitude towards them became cold.
"Let's go! Xiao Liuzi and the others are still waiting. Don't waste time on unimportant people." Lu Mingfeng glanced at the young man indifferently, and the other subconsciously stepped back.
A drop of sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead. The young man felt his heart beating faster and faster. The look in that man's eyes was too scary. He just looked at the backs of the three people leaving. He quickly turned his head to look at the middle-aged man and said, "Pai Xu, what should we do now?"
"Xiao Jiang, what do you think I am going to say to you?" The middle-aged man named Xu Pai wanted to slap the young man in front of him, but when he thought of the person behind him, he could only secretly hate him for his stupidity.
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