Chapter 192: The Death of a Migrant Worker

That day, Liu Lan was lying on the bed and had just finished smoking his second cigarette, when Director Wang Yong, who had eaten a full meal in the small canteen, pushed the door and walked in, handed him a brand-new hard hat, and said softly: "Liu Gong, now there is a car to the construction site, we will set off now, and I will take you over to familiarize yourself with the working environment." ”

Liu Lan raised his head and glanced at him, the oil and water in the small cafeteria were good, and Director Wang Yong's thick lips were radiating a dazzling light, which was very vivid.

"Okay!" At that time, his heart was still full of a certain longing for the construction site.

Maybe the place where this bird doesn't lay eggs is the place where Liu Lan became famous, so when he heard that he was going to the construction site, he was very excited and answered very refreshingly.

After speaking, he took the red hard hat, buckled it on his head with a "bang", stood up with a "brush", and followed Wang Yong out of the dormitory in high spirits.

In the dazzling sunlight, a dusty Isuzu pickup truck was parked under the apartment building, looking gray-faced, and the paint was still fresh in the occasional bare places.

This is a car from the equipment department, which came back from the construction site at noon to transport materials, so I piggybacked on them on the way.

Climbed into the pickup truck, Liu Lan found that it was still very new, the driver with a beard on his face, like to drive while turning on the stereo very loudly, the song was high-pitched, it was the eighteen bends of the mountain road, the dull afternoon, with the ups and downs of the music, the pickup truck also jolted rhythmically.

It was a song that was perfect for listening to on a rugged mountain road.

Driving in the afternoon, the driver is easily tired, and when he listens to the hot song, his body and bones seem to be on fire, and he has no sleepiness.

The road winds through the mountains, and is already in tatters after being run over by heavy trucks carrying gravel and concrete.

On the road, the cement blocks and loess that fell from passing vehicles have long since turned into dust after being crushed and scorched by the white sunlight of July.

The driver with a beard on his face, after listening to the eighteen bends of the mountain road, was like drinking a strong bottle of sorghum wine, his mood was high, and he stepped on the accelerator all the way.

The gray-headed Isuzu pickup truck dragged a rich yellow dust tail along the way, rolling over like a violent wind.

Through the glass window of the car, Liu Lan looked at everything, and everything outside seemed to have some similarities with the ancient battlefield, the vast scene, the man's world, the smoke and dust, and the fierce battle.

The pickup truck finally stopped on a construction platform on the construction site, and the youthful Liu Lan jumped out of the car, and the dirty air still made him can't help but sneeze.

Ah Che, not controlling, also sneezed at the dazzling sun.

Raising his head, the first thing that caught his eye was the dam of the hydropower station, the gray-white dam body, between the green hills on both sides, standing majestically, looking very majestic, hard hit his glass-like eyeballs.

The men have become dotted ants on the majestic building.

"The main project of the dam has begun to take shape, and it will soon enter the stage of sweeping, and the construction of the generator plant is in full swing!" Wang Yong said as he got off the car at the dam crest platform and looked at the river upstream.

"Director Wang, we have entered the stage of sweeping, are we not going to be here for long?" Liu Lan majored in optoelectronics, and his understanding of power stations was almost zero.

"I mean that the main project of the dam has been completed, and the subsequent construction tasks are mainly carried out around the construction of the plant and the installation of the unit, and it is still early to complete the construction of the entire power station. After Wang Yong finished speaking, he walked towards a certain scaffolding.

Liu Lan cautiously followed behind, following Wang Yong all the way through the reinforced concrete jungle, constantly climbing on the scaffolding of the construction site.

"Senior squad leader, come here!" Wang Yong, the technical director, suddenly stopped and beckoned to a burly middle-aged man not far away.

"Leader, I personally came down to guide the work today!" The senior squad leader smiled and spoke in a very enthusiastic tone, and he walked quickly towards the two as he spoke.

"Today I would like to solemnly introduce you to a college student, this is a college student who has just been separated, his name is Liu Lan. Wang Yong pointed at Liu Lan and said with a smile.

"Yo, the young man is good-looking!" "The senior squad leader looked Liu Lan up and down and said loudly.

"In the future, I will arrange for him to be a technician in your class, but you have to be patient to guide him, what do you think?" Wang Yong said in a negotiating tone.

"Mr. Wang, don't worry, this matter is wrapped up in my old Gao!" said loudly as the senior squad leader patted his chest.

Mr. Wang? Isn't Wang Yong the technical director? Why is he the "president"? Liu Lan looked at the senior squad leader strangely.

"As long as you nod and agree, I'll be relieved!" Wang Yong patted the shoulder of the senior squad leader and said with a smile.

This squad leader is not very old, why is he old? Liu Lan was puzzled.

"Then you can rest assured, from my old master's hands, there is no one who is a bad seed, I am not boasting about Haikou, you look at our team, which one is not a capable person who can stand alone?" After the senior squad leader finished speaking, he turned around, pointed to the people working around him and said: "Look at the brothers below me, look at their skills! Their skills are really no worse than those martial arts masters under Jin Yong's pen." ”

Liu Lan heard what the senior squad leader said, and looked up suddenly, sure enough, the workers next to him, in the steel forest, looked powerful but orderly in advance and retreat, some people were burying their heads in the steel bars, sweat in the July sun, flashing metallic luster; some people were welding embedded parts, and from time to time there would be a flower of the orchid around them; some people were whistling, waving the red flag in their hands, and directing the huge gantry crane to pour.

Looking over the reinforced concrete jungle, Liu Lan saw the river in the canyon, and in July, the river water downstream was flowing very urgently.

"It's still a pity that you're a good person, you're good at everything, but your culture is a little low, and you graduated from junior high school, it's a pity. Wang Yong, the technical director, patted the shoulder of the senior squad leader and said.

"I just drank less ink. "Under the sun, the senior squad leader is straightforward and fast-talking.

Liu Lan's eyes are still focused on the workers and migrant workers on the construction site, the workers are wearing uniform uniforms and wearing uniform helmets, but the migrant workers are not, but they are all gray and black without exception.

Migrant workers do, workers see. This little secret was also seen by Liu Lan.

The gray-black migrant workers, like apes on the edge of the cliffs of the riverside canyons, move freely in the reinforced concrete forest of the dam, dancing in the sun.

At that time, Liu Lan was standing on the edge of the concrete warehouse, under the July sun, facing the river breeze blowing from the river, in a trance, he felt that the dam of the power station deep into the river had become a giant warship in the rivers and lakes, and he stood on it, as mighty as a general.

When he was in a trance, suddenly, the corner of his eye swept to the other side of the warehouse where the senior squad leader ran desperately, and a migrant worker about forty years old, his body was crooked on the warehouse surface, and collapsed, and his body fell rapidly towards the river like a steep exclamation mark.

The hand stretched out by the senior squad leader was about to hold the migrant worker, but he didn't catch anything in the end, and the hand that stretched out to the sky finally drooped weakly, and then Liu Lan saw him holding his head with both hands, and was very annoyed.

It was July, and the water was fast, and the tall migrant worker with a handsome face gracefully drew a beautiful arc over the dam and fell silently into the plain white rapids.

"Ahh

Many years later, that beautiful arc will always appear in Liu Lan's mind.

And in the dream, the splashing waves were overwhelming, and he felt that he was covered by the water countless times.

The foreman of the contractor immediately rushed to the scene and organized a few migrant workers who worked the night shift to look for him along the river, and he himself drove an old Pajero sedan along the river to find it.

When it was dark, the body of the migrant worker was not found!

In the construction units in the 90s, life was far less nourishing than it is now, the wave of layoffs was spreading, and wage arrears occurred from time to time.

The foreman of the migrant contractor knew that the matter was getting bigger, and that there were dead people on the construction site, not only had to be compensated, but also the safety award was gone, so that night, he drove the old Pajero and ran away by the moonlight, and he lost his life, and he couldn't afford to pay for it.

Thirty-six plans, go for the top plan!

As soon as the foreman left, no one on the construction site reported it, no one reported the crime, and everything was as if nothing had happened.

However, when a few old workers were drinking and chatting, they would mention this incident, and they all said that the migrant worker was reincarnated by a fish in the sea, and he followed a big yellow fish in the river and swam to the vast sea.

A few days later, Liu Lan heard that the daughter of the dead migrant worker had come to the construction site.

The beautiful and sad girl sat on the rock at the top of the dam, her eyes looking at the roaring river and weeping.

The rushing river took her father away, and she had no choice, and sat on the rocks on the shore for an afternoon, without making a big fuss, and finally quietly left.

Liu Lan listened to what Wang Yong's supervisor said, "Alas, the daughter of that migrant worker is so beautiful, I sympathize with her and give her a hundred yuan, but she doesn't want it, the contractor ran away, who will compensate her?" Wang Yong finally said with infinite emotion.

However, the migrant worker did not die in vain, he used his blood to arouse everyone's safety awareness, and during that time, a major rectification was carried out on the construction site.

Seat belts, wear seat belts at all times, when it is critical, seat belts can really save lives.

As time passed, the death of the migrant workers quickly forgot that the lake we saw was originally calm, but it was just a pebble thrown by God into the lake that made people feel surprised.

The surface of the lake soon calmed down, and there were no ripples at all.