“...... Foreman, can I take half an hour off?"

On a construction site somewhere, a concrete mixer rumbled, and a man with a dark face smiled flatteringly, saying to the foreman of the contractor, who was also wearing a yellow hard hat,

“...... I'm going to get some more money for my daughter, and if it's too late, the bank should be closed. ”

Listening to the man's words, he was beckoning the other foremen to turn their heads and look at the man,

Seeing this, the smile on the man's face became more and more piled up.

“...... Go ahead. ”

The foreman nodded and said,

"The foreman, I'm going, I'll be back as soon as I send the money, and I won't delay. The man smiled, said something, and hurried out of the construction site.

“...... Wait a minute. ”

The foreman looked at the man, and suddenly called the man to stop,

When the man heard this, he paused, turned around, and looked at the foreman with some confusion.

The foreman, on the other hand, walked in front of the man,

Glancing at the man, the foreman stretched out his hand, groped in the arms of his dusty clothes, and found a few bills,

“...... Take it. ”

Holding a few hundred-dollar bills, he rolled them up slightly, and the foreman handed them to the man,

“...... Now, foreman, it's not time to pay your wages yet, is it?" the man looked at the money, a little hesitant.

"It's not a salary, you should think of it as a bonus. The foreman shook his head and said,

"Foreman, this ...... I can't ask for that. The man waved his hand,

"If you take it, take it, what kind of generosity are you putting on me here, put it away quickly, and let others see it in a while." The foreman glared at the man and stuffed the money directly into the man's coat pocket,

Immediately after, the tone softened again,

“...... It's not easy to take it, and it's even more difficult for you to provide a daughter to study. You don't go out to eat and drink on weekdays, and you don't know how long you've been wearing these pants and clothes...... It's not easy, I don't have too much, so this little money should be a little bit of my heart. ”

Hearing this, the man touched a few bills in his pocket, and his eyes were a little red.

"Thank you, foreman......"

"Hurry up, I won't give you leave for half an hour. The foreman waved his hand and said,

"Thank you......"

With red eyes, the man said another sentence before turning around and walking briskly towards the outside of the construction site.

......

Stepping out of the construction site, the man paused again, took out a few neatly folded eight hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, and took out a few banknotes from the foreman from the outer pocket of his clothes.

After taking out four of the money given by the foreman and putting them together with the eight neatly folded money, the man paused, took out another one from the money given by the foreman, and put it in.

There was only one piece of money left from the foreman, and the man put it in his trouser pocket, and then put the dozen neatly folded bills back into his pocket, pressed it again through his clothes, and after confirming that it was okay,

With a smile on his swarthy face, he walked towards the bank.

......

evening

Shang Yi and his mother walked out of the library, still holding a thick book with "Crime Scene Investigation Manual" written on the cover.

Looking at Shang Yi, Shang Yi's mother smiled on her face, stretched out her hand and touched Shang Yi's hair,

"Mom...... I dreamed of my dad today. Shang Yi raised his head and looked at his mother,

Hearing this, Shang Mu's movements paused, and then, she looked at Shang Yi again, squeezing out some smiles on her face,

"I dreamed of my father, what did I dream of my father?"

"I dreamed that when I grew up and became a police officer, my father stood in front of me, gave me a title, and took the oath with me...... Moreover, we have the same siren on our chests. ”

Shang Yi raised his head and said,

“...... I must become a police officer and make my dreams come true!"

Shang Yi spoke, and hugged the heavy book in his hand tightly, with firmness in his eyes,

Shang Yi's mother listened to Shang Yi's words, looked at Shang Yi and Shang Yi holding a somewhat laborious book in their hands, and squatted down a little distressed,

“...... Xiao Yi, you don't have to be a policeman for your parents, understand? Father and mother don't think that Xiao Yi has wronged yourself so hard, to realize your parents' dreams, understand?"

Holding Shang Yi's shoulders, Shang Yi's mother said distressedly,

"No, Mom, you're wrong. Shang Yi looked at his mother and shook his head,

"It's not my dad's dream, it's my dream and my dad's dream. Shang Yi said with a firm gaze.

Hearing this, Shang Yi's mother, looking at Shang Yi, was silent for a moment, and then a smile appeared on her face,

"Xiao Yi, you're right, it's my mother who is wrong. ”

Shang Yi's mother touched Shang Yi's hair and stood up again,

“...... Then our little policeman has to study hard, so that he can become a real policeman in the future. Shang Yi's mother said, leading Shang Yi to the front again.

"Hmm!" Shang Yi nodded emphatically,

“...... Do you need your mom to help you with the book in your hand?"

"No, I can hold it, I can keep it home......"

......

“...... Where did you go, really, so much work didn't have to be done, didn't it? Day by day, ......"

In a certain company, as soon as the young man stepped into the company's door, the company owner who was waiting behind the door angrily threw a pile of documents to him.

Holding the papers, looking at the boss, the young man smiled,

“...... Laugh and smile, laugh and laugh, hurry up and ......" The boss said angrily, walked to the side and took a glass of water, and walked back to the young man's desk,

“...... Next month, I'm going to go to the next city to open up the market and build a branch year, do you want to go with me?" the boss said casually with water,

"Huh?" Hearing this, the young man raised his head in some surprise, and then quickly replied, "Go!"

......

As night fell, the woman staggered back and forth on a bridge in black boots.

A few times I paused by the bridge, looking at the river flowing under the bridge,

But in the end, he never jumped down.

Somehow, after leaving the bridge, the woman walked to the train station on the edge of the city.

Looking at the people coming and going at the train station, the woman paused, outside the train station, and was unaware of the sideways of pedestrians.

“...... Comrade, do you need help?"

A policeman on duty at the train station walked over, looked at the woman and asked aloud.

“...... It's okay...... All right. ”

As she spoke, the woman staggered a little and walked into the train station.

......

“...... Where are you going?" asked the conductor behind the window,

“...... Jiangbei Province ......" The woman looked at the conductor and said a familiar and unfamiliar place name,

"The high-speed rail ticket is gone, but there is still a direct sleeper ticket, do you want it?"

"Yes, yes......" The woman hurriedly replied, fiddling the money from her pocket, tears welling up from her eyes, washing over the thick foundation on her face.

......

A cemetery on a hill near the city,

The old man stopped in front of two adjacent tombstones, put a plate of braised pig ears in front of one tombstone, and in front of the other tombstone, put some flowers,

“...... Wife, son, I've come to see you both. ”

As he spoke, the old man bent his waist and cleaned up the weeds next to the tombstone.

"Now the mountain is not allowed to burn paper money and wax, I think it's right, you can't harm other people's living people for the sake of the dead, you say right, I'll bring you something you like......"

As he spoke, the old man bent his waist, touched the ground, and sat down in front of the tombstone.

The old man didn't speak again, he was silent, looking at the two tombstones, and his wrinkled hands gently brushed it,

In front of the tombstone, then, it was quiet again, only a gust of breeze blew from time to time,

......

As night fell, the old man who had been sitting in front of the tombstone for a long time looked at the tombstone,

"Sometimes, it's really hard to live...... But you have to live, right......"

Groping, the old man groped, leaned over, and stood up again,

"I'll go first, next time...... I'll see you next time. ”

As he spoke, the old man's crumbly figure gradually melted into the night.