"Technician Xiao Song, I heard that the fabric we're producing now was developed by you. You're really amazing."
The workers who managed the machines under Song Qing's supervision always flattered her, and she had gotten used to it.
"It was a study conducted by our group."
“You guys are really amazing. We see that these yarns are all the same, but you still manage to turn them into different fabrics.”
Song Qing picked up a wrench and fixed a few minor issues. These machines are inspected by technicians every day, and the problems are mostly small, such as loose or stuck bearings.
"Alright, alright, you guys praise me in all sorts of different ways every day, but I can't give you a holiday."
She wasn't even in charge of quality control.
The workers all laughed. When they first met Song Qing, besides thinking she was pretty, they also thought she looked a bit cold and serious.
In addition, since she was a technician, people generally had a lot of respect for technicians, and no one dared to joke with her.
Once you get to know her, you'll find that her technician, Xiao Song, just looks aloof. She'll respond if you talk to her, and she'll even help you with some problems that she can't solve.
"Technician Song, have you seen our Technician Liu?"
Originally, she and Liu Jun were in charge of the project together, but later they each took charge of half of it. However, the people on Liu Jun's side also started calling her Technician Xiao Song.
"What's wrong?"
"The machine is making a hissing sound; I don't know if something fell in or what?"
"Is it turned off?"
As Song Qing asked the question, she picked up her things and walked over there.
"Not yet, we want to ask Technician Liu."
After Song Qing went over, he stopped the machine first, and the workers were a little nervous.
"Technician Song, how about we wait for our Technician Liu to come back before we fix it?"
If it's not fixed, what if Technician Liu gets angry and blames me?
"It's nothing, it's a very simple problem, I'll fix it in a bit. If it takes too long, it will affect your work progress."
She loosened the screws and lifted the cover. Sure enough, one of the parts inside was loose. After tightening it, the machine stopped making noise when she turned it on again.
"So fast! Technician Song is really amazing."
Song Qing and her colleagues did receive intensive training before starting their jobs, but it was precisely because of this training that they gained a deep understanding of each type of work.
Liu Jun is only good at fabrics. He can tell immediately if the fabric woven by the machine is wrong or if the workers have made a mistake with the raw materials. However, he is not very good at mechanical repair.
That's why the factory arranged for him to be with Song Qing, so that the two of them could complement each other perfectly.
Now he and Song Qing are each responsible for half of the machine. When the machine breaks down, they can only grit their teeth and fix it, but it takes a lot of time each time.
Song Qing was used to hearing such flattery from his workers and didn't take it to heart at all. Liu Jun happened to come over, and he knew that he was not familiar with mechanical repair.
Thinking that Song Qing had come over to show off his skills on purpose, his face immediately darkened.
Seeing that he wanted to speak, Song Qing quickly packed his things and left, not giving him a chance to speak at all.
"Master Liu?"
Master Liu knew they had been spending a lot of time in the testing workshop, and when he saw her coming over with a smile, he smiled knowingly.
"it's over?"
Song Qing nodded, "Our group's fabric was selected."
"I knew you could do it."
“Your tone of voice lately sounds just like the workers over there.”
Master Liu just smiled and took out a small welding gadget from the side.
"cat?"
Yes, it's a little cat welded from a tiny latte sheet.
It's been sanded smooth, and it feels quite heavy in your hand.
"There's some wood inside, for An'an, her birthday is coming up soon."
"How did you know it was going to be her birthday?" Song Qing hadn't specifically mentioned it to Master Liu.
Master Liu raised an eyebrow, looking somewhat smug.
“She told me herself last time.”
He used his skills to change the way many children in the residential compound viewed him, and they all affectionately called him Grandpa Liu whenever they saw him.
His wife also said that he was just going crazy in his old age, hanging out with those kids every day.
“Okay, then I’ll tell him it was a birthday present from Grandpa Liu.”
Lu Yang brought her back a colorful little box last time. The box was full of An'an's treasures, including the roly-poly toy from last time, bamboo dragonflies, candy wrappers, and even some stones.
After chatting with Song Qing for a while, Master Liu suddenly asked her a question.
"Our factory is getting another deputy factory director."
Song Qing: "..."
How long has it been since that factory director Wei resigned? Why are they sending people over again?
Master Liu sighed, hoping that the deputy factory manager who came this time wouldn't do anything messy.
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"Wow"
An'an was amazed when she received the iron cat from Grandpa Liu. She held it in her hands and was reluctant to put it down. She even placed the iron cat next to the kitten.
As the weather gradually gets colder, the kitten is no longer willing to go out and frolic. During this time, he often stays at home. He is particularly lazy and prefers to hide in the kitchen.
An'an simply moved his bed next to the stove. Every time they cooked, they would move the cat's bed far away to prevent it from getting burned by the fire.
"Mommy, just like a kitten."
The iron kitten was made of iron after all, and it felt a bit cold to the touch. The kitten stretched out its front paws and played with it for a couple of times, but then lost interest and went back to its bed.
An'an squatted down in front of him and felt that the kitten looked remarkably like the iron kitten.
Song Qing was both amused and exasperated. How could they possibly resemble each other? Not to mention their appearances were completely different, the kitten was now so fat that it looked like a lump of gray flesh lying there.
"Mom, what gift are you going to give me?"
An'an had been counting down the days, knowing that her parents would take her to the zoo on her birthday.
"Didn't you already know?"
Song Qing originally wanted to keep it from her, but as soon as she turned on the sewing machine, An An would come over and immediately know which one was made for her. There was no way to hide it from her.
"All right"
That evening, Lu Yang sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) and fiddled with his daughter's toy box, taking out the iron cat figurine.
"Master Liu's cooking skills are really good."
He was afraid his gift wouldn't be as good as this one. The little car he made last time was already good enough, and this time he made a little cat.
This toy really put An'an's mind at ease; she usually treasures her little goose and kitten the most.
Song Qing took the finished shirt out of the closet. "Try it on."
Lu Yang had been eagerly anticipating this for many days, waiting for his wife to make him clothes.
As a result, she was making pillowcases one minute, her daughter's little dress the next, and other things the next, while his shirt sat to the side with no progress for a long time.
He thought he wouldn't receive the clothes until next summer.
"It's done so quickly."
He took the clothes, touched them for a while, unfolded them to look at them, and was very satisfied with them no matter how he looked at them.
Seeing that he hadn't moved for a while, Song Qing nudged him with her elbow.
"Try it now."
He simply pulled up the hem of his shirt and tried to take it off. In this weather, everyone else was wearing a single shirt underneath and a light jacket on top, but he wasn't cold at all, even though he was only wearing a single shirt.
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