In the winter of 1961, a major equipment accident occurred at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.
The breakage of the transmission shaft weighing hundreds of kilograms should not only take away the life of first-level worker Jia Dongxu, but also lead the Jia family to the tragic abyss of "orphans and widows, and the entire hospital sucking blood."
But before the red light in the emergency room went out, a senior engineer of heavy machinery from later generations woke up in Jia Dongxu's dying body.
In this life, there is no system and no space.
What he has are mechanical drawings in his mind that are ahead of the times, an ultimate understanding of metal materials, and an innocent heart that wants to change his destiny.
Facing family:
He is no longer the mama's boy who only listens to his mother. He is as gentle as jade and supports the backbone of the family.
He said to Qin Huairu: "As long as I am here, you don't have to please anyone, just be my wife with peace of mind."
He said to Jia and Zhang, "Mom, our Jia family wants to have face. When things get better in the future, we don't need to take advantage of that."
Facing the Neighbors:
He was humble and polite, but the gleam in his eyes made Shazhu admire him and impressed him.
"Zhuzi, cooking well is a matter of skill. Our workers' stomachs depend entirely on you."
"Master, if your skills are not good enough, let's practice. Level 8 is not the end, but the starting point."
Facing the country:
Starting from repairing the old Soviet steel rolling mill, to improving the converter steelmaking method, and then designing the first domestic heavy-duty CNC machine tool...
Jia Dongxu used his hands covered with engine oil to write a legend belonging to Chinese engineers in those passionate years.
"My name is Jia Dongxu. I am an engineer at the Red Star Rolling Mill. I speak for myself."
Come on 💪, it's good, no poop or pee