"I want four small workers!" Before long, there was a baggage holding a black stick smoke, and his left hand was behind his back, and four fingers raised his right hand to shout.

The black stick smoke seems to be the standard of the contractor, just like the tattoo of the underworld brother, the golden silk glasses of the financial elites, and seeing this know what they are doing.

This time, Shen Long was polite, and when the voice fell, he crowded the contractor's head. The contractor looked at him very satisfied. He stretched out his hand and patted it on his shoulder.

Then I chose a few more people, one of which was forty years old, and there was a "radish flower" in the right eye. The four people followed the contractor to the construction site.

Small workers are all working hard, and Shen Long did not show the meaning of being a big work. He would be a little bit a little bit more, but he did not want to make bricks to make money. In the end, he made four dollars a day or two dollars. There is not much difference, followed by radish flowers.

Northern Shaanxi has few vegetation, lacking wood to build a house, and special specialty in northern Shaanxi, so the cave cave has become the best choice for the construction of a residence. As for the green bricks burned by Sun Shaoan brick kiln, it is a rich man and a large unit. What dare to use it, most people are still used to using stone hoop kiln.

The work of these small workers is to carry the stones from the place where the truck is unloaded to the entrance of the cave. This is a heavy physical work, but no one dares to be lazy. Now the policy is relaxed. People who help the family who make some money at home have come to Huangyuan to take over the work. There are so many people in Dongguanqiao. What you don't want to do is that people are willing to do it. It is not good to look good.

At present, the supply of migrant workers is far greater than the demand. It is far from the stage of migrant workers in future generations. It is already lucky to find a place to change money to change money.

The radish flower put the jacket on the shoulder, and then squatted down. The people next to the people put hundreds of pounds of stones on his shoulder. Just carry the stone step by step towards the slope, from here to the place where the hoop kiln is half miles. There is no way to go up.

Shen Long learned a stone with radish flowers. To be honest, it was still a bit light compared to his practice when he practiced in the turtle fairy. How much trouble was made, but Shen Long did not show strangeness, and he pant and walked up the slope like everyone else.

After busy in the morning, you can rest a little until you eat at noon. Naturally, the meal will not be a good meal, but after heavy physical labor, people's appetite is very strong. Then one afternoon, a precious rest time at noon, lying on the construction site, gossip while smoking.

"Ah, my God! From Nanjing to Beijing, which woman can he hum in this spiritual fragrance? Hum, our mountain hometown is a good woman in the ancient times! Look, this spiritual fragrant hair is black, The face is white, the dressed is curved, the body is made of seedlings, and the way is like the water drifting lotus flowers, the wind will be willow! "The radish flower became the focus of the man in the Gong Han, the big guy listened to it in a fascinated He tells the story of himself and a woman.

Woman, this is the eternal topic of the people who take over the Gong Han. No, it is not just a place to win the Gong Han. As long as it is a place where men are concentrated, the topic is always inseparable from women. In the boyfriend's dormitory, it is a woman after turning off the lights.

Drinking with male colleagues after work, it is still a woman. This is not too different from the cultural level.

"Well, you haven't seen her hands yet! It's tender, so crooked, just like the jelly ..."

"Have you squeezed it?" Someone interjected.

"Well, how can I pinch it on my round? My family is so poor, a mother guards me as the old bachelor, and has not paused, in those years ... but I love Lingxiang.

I ca n’t say it! I ’m good at my heart. I told me and Lingxiang to sleep. When I got up the next day, I did n’t regret it. But you do n’t have the love of people to death ... others are about to get married!

The son -in -law found our village, the teacher of the school ... "

"On the day Lingxiang got married, my heart was like a broken knife. Who can know my bitterness in the world! I am in a soil, watching the red fiery in the yard opposite others, and the drum blower blows the sky.

Cat claws are the same. I thought, no matter what, I have to make the spirit incense ... "

"What are you ready?" Everyone asked anxiously.

The person who told stories turned on deliberately and said, "That night, people in the villagers ran to the cave house, so I rubbed it.

In the cave room, the young post -born one of the village was squeezed one. Everyone pushed the push and pushed Lingxiang and son -in -law to get it together. My tears dripped into my belly.

Fan! She combed two twist braids, wearing a red silk shirt, the red silk, the red style, the red style, the water grid spirit, the eyes of the human eyes were spent, that is, the kind of silk of our Huangyuan wool spinning factory ...

"

It was the silk factory, and Shen Long murmured in his heart, but did not interrupt.

"... That's it, everyone was in the middle of the night. I mile?

Squeeze, it ’s going to be out of the field. I wo n’t start, I do n’t have a chance for a lifetime. I have a horizontal heart, squeezed up in the chaos, and pinch my hand on Lingxiang’ s cricket ... ”

"Ah!" Everyone screamed excitedly.

"Later?" Someone asked quickly.

"Later, people looked back and glanced at me. I was frightened and ran away ..."

"So, you still haven't slept with others?" Someone stunned his mouth.

"Sleeping fart!" The radish blown a cigarette to the top of the kiln again. "From then on, I left the village and came out to work. I earned two money and found a good mother -in -law to sleep on a few.

In the evening. The money is spent, and then work ... "

The story ended before the climax, and everyone yawned and lost interest in continuing to listen to the story. At this time, the workers came to urge them to continue to work.

Large stones go uphill, just like Sisyphus in mythology, this life seems to never end.

Shen Long was carrying big rocks on his back, but his mind was all the stories of radish flowers just now. To be honest, he has read many books and has read many film and television works, but there is no one that can depict feelings like radish flowers.

Any text looks pale and weak in front of the story of the radish flower.
Chapter completed!