Ye Feng waited for a long time at the construction site at the foot of the bridge bridge of the Bridge, but he didn't wait until other workers came back. The young man who left behind had never left the shed again. It was about to be twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and he had to go to the training base at around 2 o'clock in the afternoon. After such a delay, would he have to turn off the afternoon trip to the training base?

The reason why Ye Feng was waiting here at this time was not because of the request of the army and the work of the unit. He wanted to find the real reason why they were stuck here for a long time from these migrant workers who had similar experiences as him.

Although it is already autumn, today's sun is a bit poisonous, and it is not a solution to stay here. Ye Feng plans to find a small restaurant nearby and come and take a look after lunch.

Ye Feng came to start the construction site and found a small restaurant near the Bridge near the Bridge. Although the restaurant was small, it was fully equipped and it was a little unclean. There was a TV on the front desk in the middle of the restaurant, and the video was being recorded on the old-fashioned DVD. The sound was very loud. On the one hand, it was to make the restaurant dining lively, and on the other hand, it was to attract more customers.

Ye Feng took a look and said that he had watched the video played on TV. An old Hong Kong film, "The Devil's Highness" starring Charlie, the third-level emperor, was very exciting and exciting. Although some guests finished their meal, they simply wanted two more bottles of beer and started drinking while watching.

Of course, Ye Feng had no intention of watching TV. He chose a secluded place to sit down, asked the boss to come over and order two dishes and ordered a bottle of beer. He drank it himself. He suddenly remembered Lin Qingyin, who had gone where he went, and remembered the passion she had with him for the night before leaving, and his mood suddenly became deep and lonely.

At this time, suddenly, the crowds of people were crowded, and six or seven people walked in noisy. Ye Feng looked up and saw that these people were rustic and sloppy, looking like migrant workers working somewhere. He suddenly felt a sudden change in his heart. Could it be that these people were the workers he was looking for who had been stranded across the Water Bridge for a long time?

It seems that they are 80% like that. It seems that they have just returned from Guoshui Town. Obviously, the group of workers have to finish their meal here before going back.

Ye Feng planned to observe them temporarily before talking about it.

These people shouted around. Before the people sat down, the voice had already fallen: "Boss, I have to drink it today. I have to eat meat well and drink wine well."

One of the men with a strong southern accent shouted loudly: "I want it. I want it, eat it well, but I just have some cheap side dishes and drink it, do you know?"

The boss responded and called him to sit down. But it happened that the restaurant was full of people, and only Ye Feng still had a place. These people sat next to Ye Feng, squeezed into a ball, and yelled. Ye Feng's originally feeling a little lonely because he missed Lin Qingyin, but he was thrown away from the sky.

A migrant worker in his early thirties smiled at Ye Feng and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, brothers, I'm sorry."

Ye Feng naturally would not refuse to say anything, so he gave in and let them sit down, called the boss, ordered a bowl of noodles, and ordered a bottle of beer.

Ye Feng looked at the migrant workers with messy hair and dusty face. He grinned and smiled, his mouth full of yellow teeth, his mouth was full of inferior cigarettes, he was ticking vegetables and greeting each other. One person reached into his armpit. Ye Feng thought he was going to scratch his itch, but he took out a pack of cigarettes, which were half a box of Hongshan brand cigarettes sold for twenty yuan, wrinkled, mixed with some tobacco leaves. I don’t know how long it had been left.

The man said, "Brothers, I have been hiding this box of good cigarettes for a long time. Let's share them together today." Others stood up one after another, shook their hands, and stammered, "Sixth brother, that's not OK. We have cigarettes. We have this box of Hongshan. Let's celebrate smoking together when all the money can be brought back."

Ye Feng touched his pocket and prepared special South China Sea cigarettes for him, and there were more than a dozen special cigarettes in the cabinet at home that could not be bought on the market. He felt a lot of fun. A box of Hongshan costs about twenty yuan. I don’t know how much worse it is than the special cigarettes made in South China Sea that he smoked recently, but these workers are so reluctant to smoke one. A small cigarette makes the poor and rich, so far away.

At this time, the boss shouted and walked over, handed over the menu, and stood aside with a smile on his face. The people were polite to each other and asked others to order food. After a long time of greeting, the dishes were finished. Three dishes and one soup, plus a bottle of low-priced liquor. Six or seven people, eating such a few dishes and drinking such a little wine was too shabby. The boss obviously pulled his face down, and his previous smile was naturally gone. He took back the menu, gave the people a blank look, and turned around and left.

Several people started drinking with each other and talked about the chores of their relatives in their hometowns. The food was getting less and the wine became less and less. Later, several people took out the money from their pockets and counted it. Then they asked for another bottle of white wine, clinked glasses and drank happily.

Ye Feng looked at them and saw them smoking bad cigarettes hard and holding the few leftover dishes pitifully. He often drank a few big sips of wine, and his face turned red, but he couldn't bear to eat a bite of the dish.

Ye Feng suddenly felt very envious of them. Once upon a time, when he and Brother Zhuzi and a group of colleagues gathered together, they would drink a few cups like them, talking nonsense, drinking so much that it was so hilarious that people could drink, but they were also refreshing and quick!

But now, with the change of identity, ability, status, and mood, when I feel that life should be serious and low-key, and when I feel that I should spend more time and energy to pursue the path of cultivation, I feel that when drinking wine is used to benefit, the taste of wine will no longer be as good as that day.

At this moment, he suddenly saw these migrant workers drinking in big mouthfuls, greasy mouths, and having a happy cup of tea. Ye Feng suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart. Looking at them, he felt that he was drunk.

The man named Liu Ge suddenly turned to look at Ye Feng and smiled, "Brother, since we are sitting together, come on, come on, how many drinks can we have?"

Ye Feng was stunned and replied subconsciously: "Sorry, brother, I still have something to do in the afternoon, so I dare not drink too much."

The sixth brother didn't force it anymore. He smiled at Ye Feng, took a big sip of wine, and said while drinking: "When I was as old as you, I could do a bottle myself. Unfortunately, we wanted to drink more today, but we couldn't afford it."

As soon as these words were said, the faces of the people next to him fell, and one person said, "Brother Six, brothers, I spent so long on the water bridge. I didn't even go back for the New Year last year. Now I have to spend the rest of my living expenses. Since I have said this, I'll give you a good word, should we do our best to do something?"

The sixth brother was silent for a while, suddenly raised his head and poured the wine in his glass. He smashed his fist on the table and said, "Fuck, there is no contract, no witness, the Pianer Police Station, the District Public Security Bureau, the Transportation Bureau, the District Party Committee and the District Government, since we have forced this, we can't do it. We must get the hard-working hard money. The justice of the dead and the seriously injured fellow villagers must be retrieved. The brothers from Zhushui Town and Wujiang City have already gone to the municipal party committee to lie on the site and decided to inform the media, jump off the building to attract the attention, and we will also copy it. Brothers, after this wine, we will go to the Mingzhu Municipal Party Committee Building.

, The secretary is not there, there is a mayor, the mayor is not there, there is a deputy mayor, and the newspapers and TV stations should call or call. It is a matter of their own. This time I have been trying to go to jail. I must light the fire at the gate of the municipal party committee. The building opposite the municipal party committee must also climb up. The reporters dare not care, so I will leave it to the onlookers. Maybe that person can post it online to stir up this matter. What we hope most now is to make this matter big, into the ears of the municipal party secretary, or even into the ears of the high officials in the capital. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better and faster!
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