Without the opportunity for promotion, life on the construction site becomes uneventful.

However, on this seemingly calm day, there will be some warm little waves floating during the period.

The small waves rolled quietly and gently slapped Liu Lan's heart.

"Ahh

The men's laughter soon drowned out the roar of the machine, the roar of the concrete vibrator, the roar of the air compressor, and the roar of the percussion drill against the granite.

Liu Lan looked up and saw that it was several reporters from the local TV station who came to interview!

The construction of the power station is a major investment project of the local government, and every once in a while, reporters from TV stations and newspapers will come to interview, and soon those news will appear in newspapers and television stations, arousing people's attention.

The old men on the construction site don't pay attention to the news, they pay attention to the beautiful journalists.

Every time I come to the construction site for an interview, there will be a beautiful reporter!

Look, the little dresses of the beautiful reporters are blooming in the wind!

They were graceful all the way in the summer breeze, attracting the attention of men!

"Look, that bitch, your ass is twisted! it's a goblin!" the men screamed.

"Her legs are thin and long, I really want to hug and kiss her!" The old men's boring brains and thoughts are very fresh.

"Hey, why didn't she look at us!" said a migrant worker with a smirk, very cute.

"Let her bring some wine to interview me! I am a builder, and I have a basket of stories in my heart!" A man was very envious when he saw the beautiful reporter interviewing the fat-headed and big-eared project manager.

"Hey, you're a big boss, you shouldn't be thinking about your wife!" a man next to him nudged the man and said with a smile.

A few beautiful reporters walked around the construction site of tens of thousands of people, setting off a commotion in the hearts of the men, which was no less than a 12-level typhoon blowing from the South China Sea!

After the typhoon, people quickly forget about it.

But when the women are gone, the men's talk is alive, and they will continue to live in the men's mouths until the next batch of women comes uninvited.

In a place where girls are freshly sexual, men talk about women boldly and passionately, without concealment.

There are also women on the construction site, but they are rare!

However, beautiful women are rare on the construction site, or no, a beautiful woman, who will stay on the dusty construction site, be hurt in the greenhouse, and pout her mouth and complain for a long time, saying that she is not cared for by others.

There is no doubt that the absence of a woman is tantamount to a disaster for a youthful man!

There are many young men on the construction site, and many old men are also prone to youth.

"Ah!" a sudden commotion rolled over the boiling construction site like thunder, a spectacular spectacle that usually takes place at twelve o'clock at noon every day.

At this time, everyone gets off work at noon and waits for dinner.

The food truck that delivered the food, dragging a puff of yellow smoke, often like a woman with small feet, belatedly arrived.

As soon as the small and delicate dining car came, the men working on the construction site threw down their tools one after another, like soldiers and horses lurking around, and immediately shouted and swarmed through the teams from those reinforced concrete forests, standing in the open place outside the construction site as dense as an ant's nest.

A man standing on the concrete floor, commanding the high gate machine, with a whistle in his mouth and a small red flag in his hand, heard a commotion in the distance, turned his head, and wanted to throw the flag in his hand to grab the first bowl of food.

The iron rule of eating in the dining car is that those in the front of the queue have fish and meat to eat, and those in the back can only drink soup.

After a busy morning, ordinary people's physical exertion is very large, and the thirst for nutrition is obvious.

Just when the hoister who commanded the door crane was about to run away, the door crane driver was on fire, and he wanted to scold, but suspended in the thirty-meter-high door crane cab, no matter how loud he scolded, it was just talking to himself.

Obviously, the people who eat on the construction site are basically some male citizens.

Their eyes were not only staring brightly at the steaming of the various cooked vegetables in the aluminum bucket, but also at the woman who served them the food, at their round protrusions, at the parts where she hid the depressions, at every part of them that was different from the male.

At this moment, the tired face and eyes radiated a dazzling light.

On the one hand, his nature can't stop himself from looking at the body of the opposite sex, on the other hand, he thinks very highly of himself, feeling that he is a college student, he should be a person who has escaped from vulgarity, and morally cannot accept the temptation of the woman, so his eyes always intermittently fall on the body of those women who serve vegetables, like an ordinary country sparrow, flying away from the treetops, but after a while, she had to flap her wings again and return to the original treetops to look.

Liu Lan has also heard several college graduates talk about the young and somewhat preserving canteen waiter in a red short-sleeved shirt, a widow whose man fell to his death on a construction site a few years ago.

A woman without a man is like a lamb, attracting several men to chase after her, tearing her apart.

In the summer, when she leaned down and scooped vegetables from the steel bucket, the proud part of her chest dazzled in the sunlight.

In front of her spoon, there is always a group of youthful men with sparkling eyes.

"If I hadn't been too arrogant at the beginning, in high school, or in college, I Liu Lan would have had a girlfriend a long time ago. He held the rice bowl and felt a little sad, yes, when he was studying, he had outstanding grades, he was handsome and handsome, and there were really a lot of girls who gave him a hint of his eyes.

The widow also seemed to notice Liu Lan's strange gaze, and every time she served a meal, she would give him a little more.

Liu Lan took the food, ripped off the helmet domineeringly, and used it as a small bench.

As he ate, he watched as the widow raised her hand to wipe her sweat!

He suddenly realized that in the shortest possible time, it was actually hard work to complete the cooking for a group of hungry wolf-like workers!

Standing on the open carriage under the scorching sun at twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the widow leaned down and kept raising her arms, which was a posture of labor, although it seemed to be a humble job, but she did it so seriously, so that Liu Lan also had some good feelings.