The sun at noon in early spring has seen its heat, and the sun burns people's faces, but it is very comfortable.

"You should go to the city and find a job. I said, "You're a high school student, you should be a ......."

"I've looked for it, I've done it, but I can't do it. The man said.

"If you can't do it, you can change it!" I said.

"I have changed no less than five masters, but I still can't do it. The woman said.

"Not the right job? Didn't find the right one?" I asked.

"Some people don't pay for it, they do it for nothing. Some people treat people as dogs, and there is no positive nature when they drink back and forth. I can't stand it!" he said.

"It's a hard bear. If you want to make other people's money, you won't be looked down upon by others. She said.

"It's not a hard bear or a soft bear. Earning money is not about eating. He said.

With these words, Lao Chen can tell that you are a hard bear. The woman said, "He's a hard bear." His dad was a hard bear. He's still a hard bear who doesn't bend - a matter of germology. ”

"China lacks nothing at the moment, only hard bears. He said.

"The bow is hard to break. People are hard...... It didn't end well. She said.

That's true. My grandfather was tied to the pillar by bandits and cut with a knife. Cut a knife and ask, until you cut it to death, you don't say where the silver dollar is hidden in the crack of the wall. My father was beaten for three days and two nights, without food, drink, blinking, sleeping, until he passed out, and still did not admit to being 'anti-party'...... I'm not hard. ”

"You're so hard that you can only dig rocks! If you are hard, you won't be able to live. Hard Bear—"

"Oh! good waist—"

I saw the man stop working, one hand on his waist, the other on the handle, his eyes fixed on the top of the river. I turned my head and saw a woman walking on the wooden bridge. The woman wore a bright red tight top, tied her waist and stretched her hips, perhaps afraid of the narrow one-plank bridge, twisted step by step, twisted waist, hips twisted, and an S figure vividly displayed on the small wooden bridge erected by Lingshui.

"The waist is so good. Good waist. The man admired.

"Hooligans!" the woman scolded, and added, "Hooligans!"

The woman who was admired by the man for her good waist and jealous of the woman had already crossed the wooden bridge, sat in the back seat of her boyfriend's motorcycle, whined and galloped up the embankment, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"A good waist is a good waist, and a good waist is a good waist. The man said, "I said that people have good waists, how can they be considered hooligans?"

"Good people don't look at women's waists, thick waists, thin waists, soft waists, and hard waists. The hooligan is a thief who looks at the woman's waist ......"

"Hah! I saw you as your waist. The man grinned, "I was obsessed with your good waist to write you a love letter." I first said that you are the first waist in the township, and then I said that the first waist in China, you heard it beautifully at the time, but now you scolded me for being a hooligan. ”

The woman smiled sheepishly.

The man went on with the conversation. First of all, he was fascinated not by her face, but by her waist. He whispered to me very frankly and not without requisition, and he couldn't figure out why he paid attention to a woman's waist, and he must marry a daughter-in-law with a good waist.

He sighed loudly, not without the meaning of pleasing women: "The countryside is too bitter and tired, and no matter how good your waist is, it will be ruined." ”

The man shoveled the stones piled up under the net into the cage, picked them up with a water burden, and walked up the slope of the bunker, where the wooden water burden creaked and poured the stones from the cage on the stone pile. Turn around and come back, and then put on and pick again.

The woman said to me, "When he sees you, he talks a lot." Gazazi's words also came out. He was here with me, and he didn't say a word all the time. I asked him who your mother is, and he said, 'Whose mother is it, we don't dare to do it, and we are tired and bored, so let's let it go.'"

The man smiled at me, not pleading or talking.