At three or four o'clock in the morning, there was no trace of the sun in the sky, just like late at night. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIt's late autumn, the fog is foggy, the humidity is heavy, and the cold of the morning is no less than that of winter. It wasn't dawn yet, and there were still a few stars in the deep blue night sky.

This night, Xiao Lan was so hungry that she couldn't sleep, she didn't even take off the hammock, she could only sit in the corner, in a daze in the sound of heavy sleep. She thought she would have to wait, but there was movement at the door. In the darkness and silence, such voices are particularly striking.

Before dawn, he came to urge the work, and there was no one who came out of the door except the overseer. The overseer, dressed in a robe and coat, held a gong and looked at a group of people who were not yet awake, and became angry.

"Get up!

"Still sleeping, get up!"

"Do you hear me?"

"The sun is about to set, and they are all like pigs. ”

The overseer kept striking the gong in his hand, the piercing sound of the gong echoing through the space. With such a slam knock, someone jumps up directly on the hammock, which has become a "pathetic" habit. The overseer kept knocking, and got his wish and pulled all the contractors out of their sleep. , pulling them back to reality, an exploited slave.

After this group of wrappers got up, they sorted out the scores by themselves, changed into cold-resistant swollen clothes, and changed clothes in front of a big man without the slightest shyness, just numbness and habit, but it was the innocence that it should be. Someone needed to excrete, and when they sat on the edge of the barrel, there was a strong smell of urine in the whole ground, which was very unpleasant.

Before dawn, a group of contractors had to get up, set the cold autumn wind, and the packed contractors had to go to the canteen to beg for food, Xiao Lan didn't go yesterday, it was the boss lady for her pitiful sake, today's work time, she had to go, whether you died of illness or not, the system is like this.

"Sister, are you better?" Although Xiao Lan repeatedly said that she was almost better, Lin Daidi was still very worried and kept asking.

"Okay, you can work. Xiao Lan smiled and nodded, the two sisters walked together, Xiao Lan was a head taller than Lin Daidi.

Before going to the cafeteria for breakfast, they had to go to the well. The overseers pumped water from the cold ground, put the water in the basin, and the wrappers lined up to wash their faces in the same basin, and those who used the basin were given to the next one, and they said that they were washing, but they were just rubbing cold water on their faces in front of rouge gouache to keep them awake.

At last they came to the cafeteria, where the proprietress was already waiting, and cooked two large pots of gruel. A long wooden table with black hair, and a bench. There were not enough benches, and most of them had to sit on the floor while eating.

The proprietress is responsible for cooking and eating, even if the proprietress is merciful for a while, it can't cover up her own stinginess. If you can use the cheapest, the cheapest, if you can not have money, you will not have more.

The porridge she cooked was similar to water, but there was broken rice and tofu residue, Xiao Lan, who had tasted the taste, knew that it was comparable to pig food, but even pig food was unprecedented satisfaction for the body workers, and it was thankful not to be hungry, and to drink porridge, a person could only add two bowls at most, not more.

Xiao Lan lined up and got a bowl of porridge, she was already hungry, she didn't care whether it was "pig food" or not, she drank it in a big gulp, which is what most of the contractors in the canteen have.

They sat on the dusty ground, drinking "pig food" but with a happy face, for them, there is nothing happier than this moment. Now Xiao Lan, who is so hungry that she has lost her mind, does not have any picky capital, and if she goes down, the porridge is finished, and her hunger is temporarily relieved.

At this moment, Xiao Lan understood the reason why this group of little girls did not resist, such days would resist and resist at the beginning, but day after day, they would deduct their salaries, beat them, and not give them food...... With many means, they also had to leave.

I was watched by the overseers during the day, and I went back to the ground at night and locked up, so tired to death, so there was still time to talk about what to resist. The bonded workers were isolated from the world and had no right to go out, let alone go out to see their parents and take the opportunity to escape. Most of them were deceived from rural areas and disaster areas to come to Japanese spinning factories, and they had no ideas, let alone courage.

After coming out, Xiao Lan has been observing the surroundings, leaving many key points behind to provide power for the escape spinning mill.

After eating in the cafeteria, a group of wrappers will be "driven" into the gauze factory by the overseers. When I walked out, there was a small road, looking at a small river this time, and there was a rice field outside, and the gauze factory was built in the upper reaches of the river, and there was more than one gauze factory.

The nearest yarn factory to Lin Zhaodi's yarn factory is the day of entry, and they are regular workers, both male and female, among which the older female workers are full of youthful vitality, wearing cheongsam, makeup, and elegant posture.

They are also working from other places, and they have also signed contracts, and they are much better off than contract workers. The contractor is unwilling to come forward for his inferiority complex and talk, and the regular worker disdains to say a word to the contractor by virtue of his arrogance.

The two pairs of people are staggered, and the difference between contract workers and regular workers is not only the difference between contract workers and regular workers, but also the difference between whether the vulnerable groups are exploited.

After passing the river and the rice fields, a group of wrappers came to their workplace. Everyone has a sign issued by the overseer, and the sign is very formal as a certificate for entry and exit.

The overseer came with more than twenty or thirty contractors to make his face shine, and the contractors were their faces, and if the overseer had more hands, the richer and more respectable he was.

Twenty or thirty little girls who were contracted workers did not enter the main entrance, which was the workplace of regular employees, and contract workers meant that "temporary workers" worked in factories, and the money they got was not even half of that of regular workers, and most of the money was swallowed by the boss foreman.

The little girl walked through the back door, into the private factory of the factory, the environment here is bad, the air is not circulating, everything is closed tightly, it is an unsightly thing, the gauze here is all a batch of very poor quality, after the re-transformation of the package workers, you can also enter the factory again, enter the factory according to dhdjdjjnnncncbcbchchchxjxnxnxnxnxn