Although this is a small third-tier city, the streets, pedestrians, high-rise buildings, and Lin Liang’s full of businesses are all quite different from the small rural scene.
I usually take a bus and take a taxi.
But now sitting behind my father Li Jianping's battery car, in the cold wind, from backward to prosperous, scenes of scenes sway in front of my eyes, the feeling is really subtle.
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When he came to a community that had just been built, my father parked the battery car downstairs and quickly went upstairs, put down a wire, let Li Tian catch it, and charge the battery car. Otherwise, there would be no way to run home at night.
After getting out of the car, Dad rubbed his hands. Although he was wearing gloves, the cold wind blew for so long and he was a bit frozen.
Li Tian did the same. Although he was wearing warm shoes, his toes and heels were cold because he could not move while sitting. He could not help stomping his feet. Before this work started, Li Tian already felt the hardship of migrant workers.
The residential houses here are really beautiful, with gardens and rockery behind them, and the buildings look tall and tall. There are twenty stories high, and the ninth floor where Dad works.
Dad told Li Tian that the houses here are more expensive, and a set of less than 600,000 to 1.2 million.
I wonder if I can afford it in this life?
When Li Tian heard this number, he felt a little confused, but seeing his dad's somewhat lonely face made him a little sad.
Dad’s job is to lay the floor tiles. This is a lot of work. Therefore, Li Tian can directly follow his father Li Jianping and do not need to go to see the boss.
And the cement, then pour it on the ground, pave it, and put the tiles on top one by one. Dad Li Jianping holds the special rubber hammer in his hand and beats it one after another to make every tile even The cement is fully glued together, and the height of each tile must be the same. This is a technical job.
Li Tian was only responsible for laying hands, handing things, moving tiles, etc. Even so, Li Tian accidentally cut his hand, a small cut, and heavy cement. It took a lot of effort to take a spade. Fortunately, a few hours later, Li Tian not only sweated his back, his clothes were all dirty, and even his palms were blistered.
Li Tian didn't show his dad the blisters, fearing he was worried.
But the look of Li Tian tired, the old man saw it, he sighed and said, "This job is easy, and there are more tiring jobs on the construction site. Now that you have chosen to write a novel, you can write it well. It's best not to do this business, as you get tired and get sick when you get old."
"Hmm."
Li Tian nodded.
When it was almost 11 o'clock ~EbookFREE.me~ the owner of this household came. He was holding a car key in his hand, his stomach was slightly puffed up, he was a man, and he looked like a little boss.
"Yeah, Master Li is still bringing an apprentice?"
Although the owner of this family is talking with a smile, the trace of contempt in his eyes is not hidden. After all, the room looked dirty and messy, not in line with his clean clothes.
"Oh, this is my son Li Tian, let him help me for a day."
Dad was a little shy when facing this gold master, and the feeling of inferiority was too obvious.
"Gosh, it's so big."
The gold master looked at Li Tian a few more times, but Li Tian's appearance at the moment was really down, even he looked older than him, and he didn't say much. He went to the kitchen and bathroom inside and took a look. Then, When he walked, he picked a clean place. After he came out, he said again, "Well, you are done, remember to lock the door and clean it."
After speaking, he didn't want to stay longer and left. (Needle Farmer System: 110110272)--(Needle Farmer System)
