When He Sihai came out of the construction site and returned to the rental house, the whole person seemed to be seriously ill. His mouth was dry, his limbs were sore, and his red skin felt tingling from the scorching sun.

Even though he has been on the construction site for more than two months, he still feels that he is not suitable for his current job.

He didn't know if he could persevere, but his busy work and tired body every day gave him no leisure time to think, but let him persist until now.

Of course, he didn't dare to think about it.

I don't want to be able to live my life.

Passing by the cold drink shop on the side of the road, the cold wind seeping out of the store made his body cool for a while.

Glancing at the freezer outside, I felt in my pocket, and there was twenty yuan wet with sweat inside, and finally I was reluctant to buy a bottle of mineral water.

"It's all tap water. He Sihai comforted himself and continued to move forward.

It was so hot that his sweaty clothes were dried in a few moments, leaving strips of white salt.

He Sihai rented a place far away, but in order to save a dollar of bus money, he chose to walk.

After walking for about 200 meters, I saw an old man who was collecting rags and sitting in the shade of a tree with a tricycle to rest.

He casually glanced inside the tricycle, and there were quite a few things, most of them books.

Suddenly, a bundle of magazines of beautiful women in bikinis caught his attention.

"Uncle, do you sell this magazine?" He Sihai walked over and asked.

"Sell, of course sell, hehe~" The uncle who collected the tatters showed a look that a man understands.

Not only did He Sihai not explain, but scratched his head, revealing an honest and shy smile.

"What are you ashamed of? What's wrong with thinking about a woman? Thinking that a woman represents your maturity, look at your honest appearance, the uncle doesn't charge you money, you can pick whatever you want. ”

Uncle Collected Rags felt He Sihai's appearance and remembered when he was young.

Besides, these are all based on pounds, and they are not worth a few dollars.

"Uncle...... I want them all. He Sihai blushed and twisted the truth.

"This ......" Uncle looked embarrassed, one or two copies are enough, such a big bundle, he can sell it for a few dollars.

"I can give money. ”

He Sihai took out the only twenty yuan from his pocket in a panic and held it tightly in his hand, very reluctant.

"Alas, forget it, you're on the construction site next to you, it's not easy to come out to work at such a young age, forget it, you can take it." ”

When He Sihai heard this, he hurriedly hugged the bundle of magazines in his arms, and the weight was not light.

After thinking about it, he put it down again, and said to the uncle, "Uncle, you wait." ”

Then, in the surprised eyes of the uncle, he ran back to the cold drink shop he had just passed by and bought a bottle of mineral water.

"Uncle, you drink water. ”

The uncle who collected the rags was very surprised, but he was not polite and took it directly.

This time, He Sihai was no longer polite, and left directly with the magazine.

"Young man, I walk this road every day, and if I want to read in the future, I will come to my uncle to get it. Suddenly, the tattered uncle shouted from behind.

"Thank you, uncle. He Sihai turned his head and showed a sincere smile.

"What a good lad. Uncle sighed.

But he didn't notice that He Sihai who turned around had any honest smile on his face.

After deducting a lime block from the fence of the road, He Sihai went straight to the gate of the 32nd Middle School, found a slightly remote corner and sat down.

Then I opened the bundle of magazines in my hand.

casually flipped through it, there were a total of twenty-eight bikini magazines, ten martial arts books, and an unused notebook.

That's even better.

He Sihai put ten martial arts books on the outermost side, and only put two bikinis.

High school students still have to be embarrassed to buy bikini magazines if they all put them on the page, which is why he found a remote corner.

"Martial arts cheats, two yuan a copy. ”

He Sihai wrote a few words on the ground with lime blocks.

Then put the notebook under your butt and sit back and wait for school to end.

He Sihai works the morning shift at the construction site, from 6 a.m. to 4 p.m., when the students are about to leave school.

Sure enough, before He Sihai finished reading a magazine, he heard the school bell.

Then a large number of students poured out of the school.

There are many stalls at the school gate, and students come out to find food at this time, and they will have to study at night at night.

However, none of this conflicts with He Sihai.

"Martial arts cheats, boss, you're so funny. When the three students saw He Sihai's writing, they all gathered around curiously.

He Sihai glanced at the fried skewers in their hands, which were all meat, and swallowed his saliva.

However, this also shows that their family conditions are not bad and they have money.

So he said with a smile: "It's really a martial arts cheatbook, don't deceive people, national regular publications, I don't believe you flip through it." ”

As he spoke, he spread out the bikini magazines that had just been piled up one by one.

The eyes of several high school students were immediately drawn to it, and they dodged and stared at the bikini girl on the cover of the magazine.

In the end, these three students contributed twenty-one yuan to He Sihai.

Two pieces of martial arts and five pieces of bikini magazines.

He didn't lie, the martial arts cheats written on the ground were two yuan a book, but he didn't write a bikini magazine for two yuan a book.

And beauties, naturally, are more "noble".

Boys are fifteen or sixteen years old, and they are all hormonal monsters.

So He Sihai's business goes without saying.

It was sold out quickly, and some of them were thin-skinned, so they bought a martial arts, and the bikini was just incidental.

Some of them don't even cover up, they just run in their pockets.

So He Sihai made a net profit of 159 yuan, which is the cost of deducting one dollar of mineral water.

That's almost enough for him to pay for a day's work on the construction site.

When I got up and was about to go back, I found the notebook under my butt.

couldn't help but show a look of annoyance, why didn't you just say that it was a "wordless heavenly book" and sold it for ten yuan?

This notebook is bound in yellow line, which is very ancient, and it makes perfect sense to say that it is a wordless book in the sky.

Think about it or forget it, go back and keep it for bookkeeping.

So I put it in my pocket, and by the way, I ate the cheapest egg fried rice on the side of the road, only five yuan, and drank three bowls of crystal clear egg drop soup for free, and then continued to go back to the rental house.

The place where He Sihai lives belongs to the illegal construction of an urban village, with an area of only 10 square meters, 150 a month.

Back in the room, he threw his notebook on the bed, took out the money in his pocket and counted it.

I earned 160 by buying books, and I originally had 20 in my pocket, so that it was 180 in total, and after subtracting the money for mineral water and food, I still had 174 left.

He Sihai counted it three times and confirmed that it was correct, it seems that he has to find a way to get 26 yuan, make it whole, and then save the card.

He didn't dare to put it in the rental house, he had already been visited by the thief three times, and the last time, the thief left him half a pack of cigarettes, but unfortunately he didn't smoke, and finally he gave it to the foreman.

He Sihai took the notebook with his hand, found a ballpoint pen with a lost cap in the crack of the drawer, and prepared to write it down.

But when he looked through his notebook, he found that there were words on it.

No, there are diagrams to be exact.