Chapter 177 Don't get in my way here
Lu Yanchen's face flushed red and then turned pale. He wanted to say something, but Xie Jianguo's unquestionable gaze silenced him.
Yao Xueru pursed her lips, lowered her head, and walked quickly towards the edge of the field. She felt both angry and ashamed, as if the commotion just now had become a joke.
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"Attention, Comrade Xie Yunce, please come to the brigade headquarters immediately to answer the phone."
"Attention, Comrade Xie Yunce, please come to the brigade headquarters immediately to answer the phone."
"Attention, Comrade Xie Yunce, please come to the brigade headquarters immediately to answer the phone."
The voice from the village loudspeaker came one after another, urging him to answer the phone with an urgent tone, clearly and solemnly proclaiming "Xie Yunce."
The loudspeaker at the village entrance kept calling Xie Yunce's name. The sound penetrated everyone's ears. Aunt Wang, who was feeding the pigs, straightened up and looked towards the brigade headquarters: "What's wrong with Xie Yunce? He keeps urging me to answer the phone. Is something urgent?"
Uncle Li, who had just returned from the fields, carried his hoe and wiped his sweat: "Who knows? Maybe it's a call from the army urging us to return? The loudspeaker was so loud that the whole village heard it. It's hard not to know."
Xie Yunze was weeding in his vegetable garden when he heard the horn and paused in his work.
He straightened up, patted the mud off his trousers, and walked towards the brigade headquarters.
Sunlight filtered through layers of leaves, casting dappled shadows on him, while his shadow on the ground stretched long and thin.
He walked step by step, his back straight, exuding a calm and upright spirit, just like a poplar tree standing against the wind, showing a solid root in the earth and a tenacious upward growth.
When Xie Yunze arrived at the brigade headquarters, he received a phone call with a mission in mind.
The Jeep that had been requested to be scrapped had been transported to the arsenal. He was ordered to take Xu Zhili there to study how the vehicle could reach 180 miles per hour.
After hanging up the phone, Xie Yunze walked out of the brigade headquarters, thinking about going to find Xu Zhili.
He looked around but couldn't find her, and he was a little worried.
Little did he know that Xu Zhili was on her way to the textile factory.
She just received a notification from the machinery factory asking her to go to the textile factory to help repair a broken machine. She's probably already on her way.
He decided to go find his father, Xie Jianguo—as the brigade leader, Xie Jianguo should know where Xu Zhili was.
"Father, where did Xu Zhili go?"
"Hmm? What do you want with her?"
"I have an urgent matter to attend to."
"She just went to the textile factory in the county to repair the machines. She hasn't been gone long."
Before he could finish speaking, Xie Yunze had already driven his jeep toward the county textile factory.
Not far along, halfway there, I saw Xu Zhili riding a 26-inch bicycle.
"Comrade Xu Zhili, please stop the car, I have something to say to you."
Upon hearing the shout, Xu Zhili put her feet on the ground, firmly gripped the handlebars with both hands, and stopped the bicycle.
Looking back, it turned out to be Xie Yunze driving a Jeep.
"Xie Yunce?"
Xu Zhili moved her bicycle closer to the side of the road, waiting for Xie Yunce to get off.
Xie Yunze parked the car, got out, and walked quickly to Xu Zhili. He said in a slightly hurried tone, "I've just run into you. I really have something important to tell you. Get in the car, I'll take you to the textile factory and tell you on the way."
"Comrade Xu Zhili, we have an urgent mission. The jeep we applied to scrap has arrived at the arsenal, and we need to go there immediately to figure out how to get it to reach 180 mph."
He pointed to the jeep behind him, his tone leaving no room for argument: "I just came from the brigade headquarters. I know you're going to the textile factory to repair the machines, but this task is more urgent. Get in the car, I'll take you there to handle things first, and then we'll go to the arsenal together. We'll make it in time."
Sunlight fell on his taut jawline, his eyes filled with seriousness; clearly, this task was no small matter.
Xie Yunze securely tied Xu Zhili's bicycle to the back of the jeep.
She then followed Xie Yunze to the textile factory, intending to resolve the machine problems there before heading to the arsenal.
The matter at the arsenal is still a long way off; I don't know when it will be over.
Xie Yunze securely tied Xu Zhili's bicycle to the back of the jeep.
She then followed Xie Yunze to the textile factory, intending to resolve the machine problems there before heading to the arsenal.
The matter at the arsenal is still a long way off; I don't know when it will be over.
The midday sun shone through the tall windows of the textile factory, and a deafening roar filled the entire workshop. But at this moment, one corner of the machine was silent, and a group of people surrounded it, the atmosphere heavy and anxious.
The crucial jacquard loom lay frozen in place, its complex mechanical structure resembling a pile of silent scrap metal.
Several experienced workers surrounded it, their brows furrowed, the wrenches and oil-stained drawings in their hands seemingly rendered useless.
Xu Zhili stood a little distance away, her gaze calmly sweeping over every part of the machine.
After only a few glances, she quickly scanned and analyzed the situation in her mind, marking several suspicious fault points.
"Master, do you think the meshing clearance of this transmission gear set is too large? Also, the return spring of this jacquard needle set is very fatigued, it might..."
She cleared her throat; her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly penetrated the lingering hum of the machine.
Among the experienced workers surrounding the machines, a man in his forties wearing a dark blue worker's hat looked up. He was Liu, a key technical worker in the factory.
He glanced at Xu Zhili and saw that she was young and unfamiliar, a fair-skinned educated youth. His eyes immediately showed undisguised contempt and impatience.
"Go away, little girl, where did you come from? Don't cause trouble here."
Technician Liu waved his hand, as if shooing away flies, "Machine"
The words were like thorns, cold and hard, filled with impatience, as if even glancing at them was superfluous, and one only wished the other person would disappear from sight immediately.
"Hey, you little comrade, are you ever going to stop?"
Technician Liu was furious. He threw the wrench in his hand into the toolbox with a loud bang.
"You think you can show off just because you know a few terms? You were playing in the mud when I was fixing the machine. Get out of the way and don't get in our way."
He turned back to the others and continued arguing with the other workers whether it was a circuit problem or a spindle misalignment, completely ignoring Xu Zhili. Her suggestions were like dust falling into cotton wool, making no sound at all.
Once, twice, three times.
Every time Xu Zhili tried to point out the problem, she was interrupted and ignored even more rudely.
The surrounding workers' gazes shifted from curiosity to mockery of Xu Zhili.
Her fingertips curled slightly, and she almost couldn't suppress the "crazy" impulse in her heart. She really wanted to wash her hands of this mess.
Xu Zhili didn't care at all. A cold smile appeared on her lips. She simply stood aside, arms crossed, and quietly watched them fiddle with the machine. Her expression was one of indifference, as if she were watching a show.
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