Six Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters Moving Bricks Life

"Four laborers!" Not long after, a contractor came over with a black cigarette in his mouth, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand raised four fingers and shouted.

Black stick cigarettes seem to be the standard equipment of contractors, just like the tattoos of underworld boys and the gold-rimmed glasses of financial elites. When you see these, you know what they are doing.

This time Shen Long was not polite, and as soon as he finished speaking, he squeezed to the contractor's side. The contractor looked at him very satisfied, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "You are one of them."

Then a few more people were selected, one of them was in his forties and had a "radish flower" in his right eye. The four of them followed the contractor to the construction site, and started to work with their stomachs filled.

Small workers are all doing manual work, and Shen Long didn't express his intention to become a big worker. He knows a little bit about these jobs, but he doesn't come here to move bricks to make money. Whether he earns four yuan a day or two yuan is to him There is not much difference, just follow the radish flower and start carrying stones.

The vegetation in northern Shaanxi is scarce, the wood necessary for building a house is lacking, and the soil quality in northern Shaanxi is special, so cave dwellings have become the best choice for building residences. As for the blue bricks fired by Sun Shaoan's brick kiln, they are rich people and large units. Only those who dare to use it, most people are still accustomed to using stone hoop kiln.

The job of these small workers is to carry the stones from the unloading place to the entrance of the cave. People who help their families earn some money flock to Huangyuan to seek work. There are so many people at the bridgehead in Dongguan, you don’t want to do it, and some people are willing to do it. If you don’t look good, the foreman will immediately let you go.

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 later generations. It is already very lucky to find a place to work hard for money.

Carrot Flower put his coat on his shoulders, then squatted down. The person next to him put a stone weighing hundreds of catties on his shoulders. He carried the stones and walked up the slope step by step. There was half a mile from here to the hoop kiln. There was no way for cars to go up, and it was up to people to carry the stones up.

Shen Long imitated the appearance of a radish flower and also carried a stone on his back. To be honest, this job was still a bit lighter compared to when he was practicing at Guixianren's place. Now there is no way to put a hundred and ten catties of stone on Shen Long's back. How many troubles he caused, but Shen Long didn't show any abnormality, and walked slowly up the slope just like the others panting heavily.

I have been busy all morning, and I can only rest for a while when I eat at noon. The meal is naturally not a good meal, but after heavy physical labor, people's appetite is very strong. Then, during the precious break time at noon, I lay in disorder on the construction site, chatting and smoking while smoking.

"Oh, my God! From Nanjing to Beijing, which woman can be as handsome as this Lingxiang? Hehe, our mountain village Gelao has raised good women since ancient times! Look, this Lingxiang has black and greasy hair, His face is pale, his eyes are dazzled, his figure is slender, and when he walks, he looks like a lotus flower floating in water and willows swinging in the wind!" The carrot flower became the focus of the recruiters, and everyone listened fascinatedly. He tells stories about himself and women.

Women, this is the eternal topic of job hunters, no, not just job hunters, as long as it is a place where men are concentrated, the topic is always inseparable from women. In the male college dormitory, after turning off the lights, they talk about women. Drinking with male colleagues after get off work, the conversation is still about women, which does not make much difference based on the level of education.

"Oh, you haven't seen her hands yet! So tender,

It's so soft, just like the jelly..."

"Have you ever squeezed it?" someone interjected.

"Oh, how can it be my turn? My family is poor, and an old mother guards me as an old bachelor. After eating the last meal, there is no next meal. Those years... But, I love Lingxiang so much, I can’t even say it! I have a good deal in mind, let me sleep with Lingxiang, and I won’t regret it when I wake up the next day. However, you can’t beat her if you love her to death... She is about to get married! The son-in-law came to our village and is a teacher at the school..."

"On the day of Lingxiang's wedding, my heart was pierced like a broken knife. No one in the world can know my suffering! I was in a field, and I saw the courtyard opposite the house was bustling with excitement, and the drummer was blowing hype. I felt like It's like a cat's paw is scratching. I thought, no matter what, I have to take Lingxiang..."

"What are you going to do?" Everyone asked impatiently.

But the storyteller deliberately turned around and said: "That night, everyone in the village ran to make trouble in the bridal chamber, so I just dawdled there.

up. In the bridal chamber, the young men of the village squeezed each other, and everyone pushed and shoved Lingxiang and the son-in-law together. My tears flowed down my stomach. I saw that Lingxiang was as handsome as the seven fairies descended from the sky! She wore two twisted braids and a red silk shirt. That red silk, with its bright red grid and sparkling water, dazzles the eyes. It's the kind of silk from our Huangyuan Wool Mill..."

It's a silk factory, Shen Long muttered in his heart, but didn't interrupt.

"... Just like that, the crowd quarreled for most of the night. Me? I was shaking like chaff, but I didn't dare to go to Lingxiang's side

Squeeze, it's about to end. If I don't do it again, I will never have a chance in my life. My heart froze, I squeezed up in the chaos, and squeezed Lingxiang's buttocks..."

"Ah!" Everyone exclaimed excitedly.

"What happened next?" Someone asked quickly.

"Later, he turned around and gave me a beautiful stare. I was so scared that I ran away..."

"So, you still haven't slept with anyone?" Someone smacked his lips in regret.

"Sleeping fart!" Luo Luohua dejectedly blew another puff of smoke towards the roof of the kiln, "I have since left the village and come out to seek work. After earning two dollars, I will go to Dongguan to find a good mother-in-law to sleep with Evening. When the money is spent, go to work again..."

The story ended before reaching the climax. Everyone yawned long and lost interest in continuing to listen to the story. At this time, the foreman also came to urge them to continue working. A group of people slowly walked down the slope and began to carry Big rocks go uphill, just like Sisyphus in the myth, this kind of life seems to never end.

Shen Long carried a big stone on his back, but his mind was full of the story of the carrot flower just now. To be honest, he had read many books and watched many film and television works, but none of them could describe the emotions as vividly as the carrot flower. , any words are pale in front of the story of the radish flower.

This is life! ...

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