Chapter 637 A Big Gift for Father-in-Law (Updated at the end of the month, please vote~)
Although he was annoyed, Lu Yuanzheng still took a few steps closer to show his support.
Fu Jingyou was satisfied.
He carefully checked the stability of the built-in glass oil bottle before screwing in the wiring for the small motor.
The motor is powered on and the fan blades in the front cabin rotate "whoosh".
Fu Jingyou listened to the sound, took out his lighter and lit it in the tail cabin.
Lu Yuanzheng frowned and watched, not taking it seriously at first, but then he saw the fire flicker normally, and the next second the blue and green colors rolled and intersected.
The initial "whoosh" sound suddenly became stronger and turned into a vigorous "woosh" sound.
Like the strong winds in a summer rainstorm.
At the same time, the visual effect of the bottom of the big firecracker that he looked down upon also came up.
It was just like the rockets and artillery shells launched in previous years, with flames rolling and gushing.
Especially when he saw the big firecracker slowly rising, Lu Yuanzheng turned his head to look at his son-in-law who was smiling like a big monkey, with shock in his eyes.
Could it be possible that he really succeeded?
The mold is not big, but it makes a lot of noise.
The sound was deafening. Fu Jingyou stared at the increasingly high "iron bucket" and had to raise his voice to explain to his father-in-law:
"I heard that our country has introduced turbines. I didn't know the exact principle, so I figured it out on my own, combining the principles of the old equipment mentioned by Professor Zhuang to research this."
"This is done by the fan blades in the front cabin sucking in air for pressurization, then mixing it with fuel in the combustion chamber in the middle cabin and burning it. The high-temperature air pressure generated is ejected from the nozzle in the tail cabin, generating forward thrust."
"Dad! Look, it can fly!"
Fu Jingyou's eyes sparkled with a different kind of brilliance, and he looked up at the sky, unable to hide his surging emotions.
In the past, he often heard that reading can change one's destiny, but this was the first time he discovered that reading well can not only change one's own destiny.
It seems that it can really support the destiny of building the motherland...
Lu Yuanzheng was shocked and surprised.
He glanced at his son-in-law, but said nothing. He just looked up at the big firecracker with his son-in-law...
No, it's that iron sheet...
Never mind, it’s that thing anyway.
Lu Yuanzheng and his son-in-law looked up together, watching the thing fly higher and higher, and then...
Lu Yuanzheng's eyebrows, which had just relaxed, suddenly frowned again:
"Why do I...seem to see it getting bigger and bigger?"
Fu Jingyou actually thinks so too.
Blinking hard, Fu Jingyou rubbed his eyes and continued to read, and suddenly his expression changed:
"Oh no, Dad, it seems to have fallen down! Hey, hey, it really fell down!"
The device has limited size and weight. When it rises to a certain height, it will be affected by wind speed and airflow and deviate to other places.
Fu Jingyou was in a hurry and ran in the direction of the device with his head raised.
“…”
no……
Lu Yuanzheng had three question marks above his head.
After standing and watching for a while, I saw that the thing falling was still on fire.
Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Lu Yuanzheng quickly spread his legs and started chasing.
While chasing after him, he cursed behind his son-in-law:
"Damn it, you little bastard, you really can cause trouble for me!!!"
Fu Jingyou's experimental device can be said to be successful, but the equipment does not meet the standards.
Short-term burning and high temperature are fine, but they cannot last long.
The engine device was launched into the air, but it became soft and melted the iron sheet halfway through.
If the initial sealing and pressurization conditions are not met, won’t it fall off?
However, the internal space of the model device is limited, so Fu Jingyou fixed the oil bottles outside and transported them via metal tubes.
Something fell from the sky and happened to hit the roof of a house in a nearby village.
Kerosene was spilled everywhere and the fire was so big that it couldn't be put out.
…
Before the country started to build, Fu Jingyou gave his father-in-law a big gift.
Not only did he compensate the other person with twenty yuan, but he also got a meal at the police station.
He left home at noon and didn't come back until the evening. Lu Yuanzheng's face was almost swollen with anger, and the look in his eyes was like a knife.
Fu Jingyou scratched his head and was left at the door of the Public Security Bureau by his father-in-law. He had no money on him and walked all the way home.
When he got home, he behaved very well and kept his composure for a while.
He was afraid that his father-in-law would get unhappy and turn the table over.
…
After taking a quick shower, Fu Jingyou returned to his room and flipped through his notebook, trying to figure out how to solve the problem.
His son, who was usually cheerful, suddenly ran in holding something.
He hugged his wife's legs and started crying.
"Mom, it's dirty, it's stained, why can't I wipe it off?"
Lu Miao was crocheting.
A while ago, I went to a department store when school started. I not only asked people how to knit a sweater, but also learned how to crochet.
Lu Miao thinks crocheting is easier than knitting, and she likes to tinker with it whenever she has nothing to do.
Seeing her son coming over crying, Lu Miao immediately put down the crochet hook and ball of yarn, picked up her son and looked at the black thing.
"Ah, how did it become like this? Did it get burned or something? It's all burnt."
Lu Miao pushed Fu Jingyou, and Fu Jingyou looked closely.
Wasn’t the thing that the silly boy took out the locomotive that he had unloaded earlier?
He remembered putting it on the pile of firewood when he came back, so how come he still found it?
Seeing that he just looked at her without saying anything, Lu Miao knew that he was most likely involved in this matter.
His son was still beside him, and Lu Miao couldn't say anything to him. He could only coax his son and say:
"Put this aside for now. Mom will buy you a new one in a few days, okay?"
"Woo woo, no, I want this, Mommy, wash it clean, wash the baby clean, okay?"
Dabao's eyes, like black glass beads, were filled with tears. He shook his mother's hand, his heart breaking.
"Mother……"
Children's moods are inherently changeable, but Dabao is usually easy to coax.
But this time, it was the little train that was on his mind that was stirred, and his temper suddenly became irritable.
No matter how Lu Miao was coaxed, he kept kicking his legs and jumping around like a little carp.
I cried and sweated because I just wanted a little train, an identical little train.
Tang Mei and Lu Yuanzheng started to worry about it, and Lu Miao also became anxious and irritable, so he closed the door and told them not to bother with anything.
She patiently guided Dabao, but Dabao wouldn't listen.
Fu Jingyou was afraid that the boy would not know the seriousness of the matter and kick his mother somewhere, so he said that he would take him to buy a new one, and only then did he barely coax the boy into silence.
Lu Miao watched him put a coat on his son, his delicate face sullen with anger:
"Where can you buy it at this hour of night? You're such a fool! Why are you touching children's things?"
If you want to move, just move it, and it has to be something you like.
If there is no noise, there must be something wrong.
Fu Jingyou buttoned up his son's shirt, then lifted the fat boy onto his shoulders and held him:
"Don't worry, I'll be back in a bit."
It was late at night, so of course you couldn’t buy any train tickets.
Fu Jingyou held his son in his arms and paced back and forth in the dark alley beside the house.
The kid was so scared that he asked at first, "Why hasn't Dad arrived yet?"
After being tired from making so much noise, and also because it was time for bed, he lay on his father's shoulder like a little piglet, breathing steadily and sleeping soundly.
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