Chapter 662: Brick moving

"Four little workers!" Before long, a contractor holding a black stick smoke came, his left hand behind his back, and four fingers in his right hand shouted.
Black stick cigarettes seem to be the standard for contractors, just like the tattoos of triad brothers and the gold glasses of financial elites. Seeing these, you know what they are doing.
This time Shen Long was not polite. As soon as the voice fell, he squeezed to the foreman. The foreman looked at him with satisfaction and reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "It's yours."
Then I chose a few people, one of whom was in his forties, with a piece of "radish flower" in his right eye. The four followed the contractor to the construction site, and began to work.
The small workers all work hard, and Shen Long did not say that he wanted to be a big worker. He would know a little bit about these tasks, but he did not move the bricks to make money. Whether he earns four dollars a day or two dollars for him It doesn't make much difference, after the radish flowers began to carry stones.
Vegetation in northern Shaanxi is scarce, lacking the wood necessary to build a house, and the special soil in northern Shaanxi, so the cave is the best choice for building a dwelling. As for the blue bricks fired by Sun Shaoan brick kiln, it is rich and large units Dare to use it, most people are still used to using stone hoop kilns.
The work of these small workers is to carry the stone from the place where the truck is unloaded to the entrance of the cave. This is heavy physical work, but no one dares to be lazy. Now that the policy has been relaxed, those around them are unwilling to be tied to the land or thinking People who help earn a little money at home come to Huangyuan for job hunting. There are so many people at Qiaotou in East Gate. You do n’t want to do it. Some people are willing to do it.
Now the supply of migrant workers is far greater than the demand. It is far from the stage of the shortage of migrant workers in the later generations. It is already very lucky to find a place to sell energy for money.
Radish Flower put his coat on his shoulder and then squatted down. The person next to him put a hundred pounds of stone on his shoulder. Radish Flower turned a little bit crazy, adjusted the position of the stone, and yelled, He picked up the stone and walked up the step by step. From here to the hoop kiln there was half a mile. The car couldn't go up, but the person carried the stone back.
Shen Long picked up a stone while learning the radish flower. To be honest, it was still a little lighter than when he practiced at Guixianren. Now, a hundred pounds of stone is placed on Shen Long ’s back, and there is no way to give him It caused much trouble, but Shen Long didn't show anything strange, and he walked up the slowly, like other people.
After a busy morning, I can only take a short break when I eat at noon. Naturally, the meal will not be a good meal, but after heavy physical work, people's appetite is very strong, and the big guy screams and eats a few times. Then, at noon, a precious rest time, lying on the construction site, smoking while talking.
"Ah, my God! From Nanjing to Beijing, which woman can compare to this Lingxiang Jun? Hum, we have been a good woman since ancient times in our mountain village Lao Lao! Look, this Lingxiang hair is black oil, His face is white, his eyes are curved, his figure is slim, and he walks on the road, just like the floating lotus and the wind willow! "The radish flower has become the focus of the workman, and the big guy listens obsessively. He told stories about himself and women.
Women, this is the eternal topic of the workers, no, not just the workers, as long as it is a place where men are concentrated, the topic is always inseparable from women. In the university boys ’dormitory, they talk to women after turning off the lights. Drinking alcohol with a male colleague after work and still chatting with a woman is not much different from different levels of education.
"Oh, you haven't seen her hands yet! It's so tender and soft, just like that jelly ..."
"Have you pinched it yet?" Someone interjected and asked.
"Well, how can I pinch on the wheel? My house clanked so poorly that an old mother guarded me, my old bachelor, and ate it all but didn't stop. In those years ... But, I love Lingxiang, I ca n’t say anything! I ’m a bargain in my heart and told me to sleep with Lingxiang, and I ’ll regret it when I got up the next day. However, you love others and you ca n’t do anything ... People are getting married! My son-in-law found our village and was a school teacher ... "
"On the day of Lingxiang's wedding, my heart was like a broken knife. Who in the world can know my bitterness! I was huddled in a turf, and I watched the blaze in the courtyard opposite the others, and the trumpeter was blowing into the sky. The cat's claws are the same. I thought, no matter what, I have to put the fragrance ... "
"How are you going?" Everyone asked anxiously.
The storyteller turned deliberately and said, "That night, all the villagers ran to the cave, and I rubbed
. In the cave house, young children in the village squeezed one by one, and everyone shoved and shoved Lingxiang and his son-in-law together. My tears dripped straight into my stomach. I saw that Lingxiang Jun was like a fairy in heaven! She combed two twist braids and wore a red silk shirt. The red silk, the red grid is gorgeous, and the water is green, and all the human eyes are illuminated. It is the kind of silk in our Huangyuan Wool Mill ... "
Is a silk factory, Shen Long muttered in his heart, but didn't interrupt it.
"...... In this way, everyone is in trouble for the most part of the night. Me? My body is shaking like sieve chaff, but I dare not go to Lingxiang
Squeeze ~ EbookFREE.me ~ It is about to end. If I do n’t start, I wo n’t have a chance in my whole life. My heart was squeezed, squeezed up in confusion, and my hand squeezed a beautiful price on the fragrant porch ... "
"Ah!" Everyone shouted excitedly.
"Later?" Someone quickly asked.
"Later, people turned around and gave me a glance at the price. I ran away in shock ..."
"So, you still haven't slept with others?" Someone slurped in shock.
"Sleeping fart!" Radish flower blew a cigarette of smoke to the top of the kiln. "Since then I left the village and went out to work. I earned two dollars and went to Dongguan to find a good aunt to sleep a few. In the evening. The money runs out, then go to work ... "
The story ended before the climax. The crowd yawned and lost interest in continuing to listen to the story. At this time, the foreman came to urge them to continue to work. A group of people slowly walked down the and began to carry. The big rock went uphill, just like Sisyphus in mythology, and this life never seemed to end.
Carrying a big stone on Shen Long ’s back, his mind is full of the story of the carrot flower. To be honest, he has read many books and watched many film and television works, but there is no one that can depict emotions like the carrot flower. , Any words appear pale and weak in front of the story of Radish Flower.
This is life! ...

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