Chapter 262: Working People Don't Deserve Sympathy

On a summer afternoon, the sun is just right.

Lin Miao was full of food and drink, lazily leaning on the leather soft seat of the tricycle, which was not clean but comfortable enough, holding her small schoolbag full of all kinds of items that exceeded the daily needs of a seven-year-old child, dizzy and sleepy.

Li Jingjing sat aside, holding a large bag of fresh lychees in her hand, and turned her head from time to time to look at the bicycle hanging behind the tricycle with a slight restlessness, because the tricycle driver with excellent physical strength refused to slow down all the way, pedaling and flying, and actually brought a breeze to Shengsheng in this hot weather, which made her very worried that her bicycle would be turned upside down from the back panel of the tricycle.

The tricycle that was kicked up quickly crossed Oucheng Road and turned into Xicheng Street.

At the intersection of Xicheng Street, a half-large banyan tree that was about to be removed due to road renovation soon blocked the sunlight and created a large area of shade. The car passed under the shade of the trees, and the temperature around it plummeted. Lin Miao, who closed her eyes and recuperated, subconsciously opened her eyes.

"So fast?" Lin Miao looked around, and then at the tricycle driver with his back to him, and saw that he was already pedaling and soaking wet, and a whole white vest was attached to his back, and he couldn't help but feel slightly stunned.

It's not easy for ordinary people to live.

If there is a better way to live, who wants to go out to sell coolies all year round in the scorching sun, wind, frost, rain and snow. Especially like this kind of pure physical strength, when they get older, they don't know what they have to live on.

Anyway, social security must not be counted on......

"Alas......" Lin Miao sighed softly.

Li Jingjing turned her head too sensitively and asked, "I said young master, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Miao automatically filtered out the title used by Li Jingjing, and replied indifferently: "I suddenly realized why it is more comfortable to take a tricycle than a taxi." ”

Li Jingjing's expression looked very uninterested, but she followed Lin Miao's words and asked, "Why?"

"Because of the joy that comes from a sense of exploitation. Lin Miao was slightly stunned and said slowly, "The essence of exploitation is actually to use the rules to legally and reasonably buy other people's labor time and labor at a low price.

From this point of view, the labor time and physical strength of the taxi driver himself is actually very limited, and most of the time the fare we pay him is not actually paying for his labor, but paying for his means of production. Moreover, the rules of taxi fare are determined by the established norms of the taxi industry, so in fact, our passengers are facing a seller's market and are in an absolutely economically disadvantaged position. Therefore, the fare we pay must actually be more than the actual cost of taking a taxi. To put it simply, even though we pay for the service, we are the passengers who are being exploited.

But it's not the same with a tricycle.

The cost of the tricycle itself is actually very low, and there is no fixed industry standard for the entire tricycle industry, so every tricycle driver is indeed selling his personal labor. In most cases, we pay them barely as much as they work, and in a few cases, less than what they should be paid. Because there are always many customers who like to bargain, further compressing the income space of these small tricycle drivers. So in this sense, the process of riding a tricycle is actually the process of exploiting the tricycle driver.

You say that one is being exploited by others and the other is exploiting others, does it feel completely different?"

"Really?" Li Jingjing was very naΓ―ve, and actually really frowned, showing a serious look of thought.

Use industry rules to legally buy other people's labor time and labor at low prices......

This statement sounds better than what is written in a political textbook......

She turned her head to look at Lin Miao, looking at Lin Miao's young face and his inexplicably deep eyes that were slightly closed because he was avoiding the sun, and couldn't help but think in admiration silently: "It turns out that this is what a prodigy really looks like......

Unexpectedly, with a straight thought in her heart, Lin Miao then said: "Of course, it is not excluded that it is because I hate the smell of gasoline, sometimes I feel uncomfortable, and occasionally I get sick or something, so I feel that taking a tricycle is more comfortable than taking a taxi." ”

Li Jingjing was silent for a moment, and secretly slapped herself in her heart.

How good the hell am I......

"Stop!Stop!" Li Jingjing was feeling humiliated and indignant about her childishness, when Lin Miao suddenly shouted.

The tricycle driver hurriedly applied the handbrake to stop the fast-moving car.

As soon as the car stopped, Lin Miao put on her schoolbag without saying a word, took an umbrella, and jumped out of the car.

Li Jingjing was afraid that Lin Miao would run away and have an accident, so she shouted anxiously: "Eh, where are you going?"

Lin Miao didn't look back and walked across the street, and replied loudly: "Auntie, go back first, I see a friend!"

Li Jingjing was stunned for a moment, and then saw Lin Miao walk into a small shop.

She thought to herself that she was on Xicheng Street anyway, just in this place, even the dog raised by the vendor who set up a stall on the side of the road, when she saw Lin Miao, she knew that this child could not be provoked, if Lin Miao could have something happen here, it would be called a ghost.

After calming down slightly, Li Jingjing sat back safely and said to the tricycle driver, "Let's go." ”

The tricycle driver hummed, silently continued to pedal, and drove Li Jingjing away.

On the other end, Lin Miao walked into the store, opened her mouth and shouted sweetly at the middle-aged aunt who was in the store and bought popsicles with a thin bamboo pole: "Auntie!"

Xu Fengfan and his mother turned their heads.

Xu Fengfan's expression changed significantly.

"You're back?" Xu Fengfan said a little awkwardly. Before Lin Miao went out to the capital, he had just broken off relations with Lin Miao. It seems that he is too enthusiastic at this time, but he doesn't talk to Lin Miao at all, and it seems that he is too stingy......

Xu Fengfan's mother has no such concerns.

After not seeing Lin Miao for a long time, she touched Lin Miao's head with a smile, and asked lovingly: "Miao Miao, where have you been?

"Mom~" Xu Fengfan's face hurt so much.

It's okay to say this kind of thing in private, but now in other people's stores, how can he, a half-sized boy of more than one meter and six, and Lin Miao, a child who doesn't need to buy a ticket for taking the bus, become friends with such a good relationship?

I'm so embarrassed, okay!?

Xu Fengfan roared angrily in his heart, and when he looked at the owner of the store again, he really had a weird smile on his face.

"I'm going to the capital. Lin Miao replied to Xu's mother with a smile, turned her head, and said to Xu Fengfan: "Fengfan, come to my house to play!"

Xu Fengfan was embarrassed and didn't speak.

Mother Xu said angrily: "Ah Fan, Miao Miao is talking to you!"

Xu Fengfan was helpless, so he could only pretend to be calm and asked Lin Miao, "Now?"

"Yes, let's go!" Lin Miao went out first as if she was greeting a pet.

Xu Fengfan followed Lin Miao, walked out of the small shop that embarrassed him, and asked casually to ease the atmosphere: "What are you doing in the capital?"

Then Lin Miao gave a critical attack: "Don't you know? Go see my Lily! When you have a girlfriend in another ten years, you will understand my feelings." ”

Xu Fengfan suddenly had a mouthful of blood gushing up.

Why is Lao Tzu so cheap to forgive this little rabbit?

At the same time, at the door of the Xicheng Street Office not far away, Li Jingjing got out of the car, and the tricycle driver helped her take the bicycle off the back panel of the tricycle with a smile, and opened her mouth to say, "Six yuan." ”

Li Jingjing raised her eyebrows: "Isn't it four yuan?"

The tricycle driver said in a heartfelt voice: "Didn't that kid just say that you exploited me? Leader, you can't know the law so well!"

Li Jingjing: "......"

A few minutes later, the tricycle driver departed with six dollars.

Li Jingjing stood at the gate of the street, in the sunny sky in the south, and the snow was falling in her heart.

Working people do not deserve sympathy.

Fools are even less worthy of sympathy.

Little brat, I have to kill tomorrow......

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