The night is low, the temperature drops sharply, and a cold wind blows gently.

The lights were on, the tape recorder was singing loudly, and the dynamic music was coming from the speaker next door.

The door was wide open, and the three teenagers hummed their own songs, not delaying their work in the slightest.

They're making dumplings!

Although I got off work a little early and walked a little fast on the road, when I bought minced meat and dough in the town and returned to the dormitory, it was already twilight.

And then it was busy until now.

The door was open, the air conditioner was unscrupulous, their hands were cold, and they shivered vigorously when making dumplings. But everything is worth it, I just don't know if others can understand the deep meaning, especially the old Li father and son next door!

Finally, the dumplings were wrapped, and there was still some dough left, and there were thirteen of them, and then there were one hundred and three dumplings.

After turning on the induction cooker and pouring water into the pot, the three teenagers walked out of the room and stood in front of the dormitory, humming loudly to celebrate the beauty of this prosperous world.

The local boys next door looked at them curiously in front of the window, but then they felt too stupid and shrank back. And Lao Li's father and son next door were all stuffy in the house and never showed up at all.

Speaking of which, they haven't seen them yet!

Then they wandered around the dormitory with bowls in hand, saying festive words and proclaiming how delicious they were......

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There were too many dumplings to cook in one pot, so they were divided into two batches.

After eating it beautifully for the first time, and after eating the first bowl for the second time, Jiang Cong didn't add any more dumplings, but he was there with a bowl and a pestle.

Yuan Wei looked curious, burped and asked, "Are you full?"

Jiang Cong shook his head and said with a smile: "It's a little full, I'll eat it later." ”

At this time, Peng Qiao also finished eating the dumplings in the bowl, took a spatula to hold the dumplings, and sighed: "It seems that there are more packs, and there are some leftovers." ”

Yuan Wei had already solved the opponent, waited to take the spatula, and said indifferently: "It's not simple, if you have more, it will be tomorrow's breakfast." ”

When Yuan Wei finished serving the dumplings, Jiang Cong grinned and asked, "Do you still eat after eating?"

Peng Qiao looked at the bowl, then at the pot, and finally touched his stomach, squinted at Jiang Cong, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Can you still eat so much?"

Yuan Wei obviously didn't believe it either, and waved his hand holding the chopsticks heroically, and said generously: "If you can eat it, you can eat it." ”

"Well, then I'm welcome!" Jiang Cong got up, responded happily, then put down the small bowl in his hand, picked up a large bowl on the desk, and put the remaining dumplings in the bowl.

Peng Qiao and Yuan Wei were stunned, and looked at Jiang Cong as if they were gods......

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The bowl was washed by Jiang Cong, because he ate more than a dozen dumplings, and he also pasted an extra bowl!

Then they touched their stomachs, swayed out with a satisfied face, and walked back and forth on the road, eating very comfortably.

They slept soundly that night, and when they woke up the next day, everything was back to the way it was.

The three teenagers were lying in bed and didn't want to get up at all, but fortunately it was still early, and the factory director would not come to knock on the door and window.

It was a quiet morning, so quiet that the roaring sound from the factory could be heard clearly.

It was Lao Xiang polishing the elbow, routinely getting up early and feeling dark. Lao Li introduced at the beginning that he could earn more than 100 a day, which can be said to be a desperate effort!

"What time is it? Listen, the fellow is grinding the wheel again. Peng Qiao sighed.

"Your news came late, and before dawn, the fellow was already grinding the grinding wheel. Jiang Cong, who woke up first, said slowly.

"I really admire him, he can earn a few more money!" Yuan Wei glanced at his phone, it was only half past seven.

"How much more money can he make? He can make three or four thousand a month, and we estimate that it is only six or seven hundred ......," Peng Qiao said with a smile.

"Then I'd rather take six or seven hundred, don't have a life to earn a lifeless flower, we are still young. Jiang Cong smiled.

"Yes, it's dirty! It's not dust, it's all iron filings, if you suck it into your lungs, you will be poisoned for many years. Yuan Wei added.

Now the three teenagers began to "pray" almost every day, in order to convince themselves that the grinding wheel was a poisonous job, as a reason for their laziness......

Yes, since they fell out with Lao Li and them, except for the first day and yesterday, they have used this as an excuse every day to lie in bed with peace of mind.

The quilt was so warm, stumbling and stumbling, it was over time again, and the factory director came to pat the door and window again.

Yuan Wei looked at the time, nine o'clock.

I got up slowly, washed, prepared breakfast for myself, then washed the dishes slowly, and finally walked listlessly to the factory when the factory director came to watch again.

The leftover dough from last night was fried in oil and eaten as a cake!

"Fellow, it's early. ”

"Early. ”

After saying hello, the three teenagers sat down separately, grinding the grinding wheel for a while.

Time passed quietly, and at a certain moment, Yuan Wei picked up an elbow and pressed it on the fast-rotating grinding wheel according to the custom. I heard a loud sound, and the sparks splashed in all directions, and suddenly there was a bang, and the grinding wheel was torn apart, and the pieces flew in all directions......

"Ahh

"Ah!" At the same time, Jiang Cong, who was sitting side by side with him, also screamed miserably and fell to the side.

Peng Qiao and Lao Xiang, who were sitting on the other side, were also shocked, turned their heads at the same time, and then got up and ran over.

"What's wrong, what's wrong!" Peng Qiao asked eagerly.

"The grinding wheel has exploded! Call an ambulance!" Yuan Wei curled up, covering the heel of his right leg with one hand and the ribs of his left waist with the other, inhaling cold air in pain.

Jiang Cong also curled up, but he just hugged his right calf, and inhaled the cold air in the same pain.

"Where is the phone?" asked Peng Qiao eagerly.

"In my right pants pocket...... Bastard!" Yuan Wei hissed, suddenly scolding.

Peng Qiao was also a little anxious at this time, so anxious that he couldn't distinguish between left and right, so he reached out and pulled Yuan Wei's left trousers.

Yuan Wei hurriedly said: "It's the other way around! Change! Tap and slow down!"

Peng Qiao changed directions, hurried but cautious, and stretched his trembling hands into his trouser pockets.

"I'm going to call the boss, the factory director. Seeing that the matter was very serious, Lao Xiang dropped a sentence and ran out instead.

Peng Qiao finally took out his mobile phone, lifted the lid and began to dial 120......

Although he was already very careful, Yuan Wei's trouser pocket was curled up at this time, and the mobile phone was slightly blocked, and with Yuan Wei's difficult cooperation, it was pulled out, and the two of them were nervous and cold sweat flowed down.

"Hey, the emergency center...... Peng Qiao started calling.

At this time, Yuan Wei was free, turned to look at Jiang Cong, and shouted, "Where did you hit it!"

Jiang Cong gasped and replied, "It shouldn't be as heavy as you, I hit my calf!"

"That's fine, I almost fucking hit the egg!" Yuan Wei shuddered as he spoke, his face pale with horror.

Peng Qiao, who was talking to 120, suddenly asked them, "Where is our detailed address here!"

Yuan Wei was stunned for a moment, and blurted out and scolded: "Damn! I didn't remember this!"

Jiang Cong shook his head and shouted, "I don't know either!"