I slept well until dawn.

They were woken up by knocking on the door, and when their consciousness gradually woke up, Lao Li's annoying voice came along with the sound of knocking on the door.

"It's time to get up!"

Yuan Wei, who was the first to wake up, couldn't care about the confusion of consciousness, he closed his eyes vigorously, and shouted outside the door when he opened them: "Wait, get up immediately." ”

Then he propped up half of his body in the quilt, and his hand reached outside and shook Jiang Cong and Peng Qiao back and forth: "Wake up, wake up, it's time to go to work......"

He shouted in the house, and Lao Lizui didn't stop outside the door, chattering: "Get up, on the first day of work, the factory director will work for you according to the schedule." Why can you sleep so much, you have been knocking on the door and shouting for a long time without responding. The factory director was still waiting here, and when he saw that you didn't wake up, he asked me to keep shouting here, and he would come back later......"

"This old Li can really speak, why is he chatting to this extent. Jiang Cong removed the pillow, began to dress, and sighed quietly.

"It's very good to say, I've never seen someone so nagging. Peng Qiao was also getting dressed and replied in a low voice.

There were only the two of them on the bed, and Yuan Wei, who woke up first, had already dressed up and got out of bed. He walked into the corner first, pressed the play button on the tape recorder, and then walked over and opened the door.

"Morning. ”

“…… Early. Lao Li ended the chatter and responded without any sluggishness.

For this old man, Yuan Wei was afraid of being tripped up, so he didn't want to deal with it, so he went back after opening the door. He propped the iron pot on the electric stove, began to boil water, then took a cup of water and squeezed the toothpaste, and squatted under the eaves to rinse his mouth.

After Jiang Cong and Peng Qiao got up, they nodded at Lao Li, who walked into the house, and also took a water cup one after another, squatting under the eaves to rinse his mouth.

"Did you cook noodles in the morning? You ate noodles last night......, right?" Lao Li glanced at the tape recorder with some curiosity, and then leaned against the door frame to watch them brush their teeth, while his mouth did not stop, chattering and talking.

In Lao Li's talking, the three teenagers rinsed their mouths and washed their faces, and the water in the pot began to boil.

Cooking noodles, eating noodles, washing dishes, and standing at the door for a while, Lao Li suddenly diverted the conversation and said, "The factory director is here." ”

The three teenagers who were bored and didn't listen were shocked at the same time, and they followed Lao Li's line of sight, and a middle-aged man came in a hurry.

The man was of medium stature, wearing an orange leather jacket with no zipper, and he looked a little fat. His hair was slightly long and covered his ears and combed in the middle. I should have just washed my hair in the morning, and as I walked, my hair was soft and vibrating, which looked a little funny and out of place.

"Lao Li, is that them!" the factory director seemed to be a resolute person, and began to shout before he approached.

Lao Li nodded, looking a little humble: "It's them, what kind of work do you think you arrange for them?"

The director came to the front and looked at the three teenagers as if he were inquiring. The three of them nodded slightly stiffly at the same time, it was really a bluff for this person, and he looked very imposing.

"Let's let them grind the wheel first, there's a new list, and it needs manpower. The factory director said directly, obviously there were arrangements for them a long time ago.

Grinding wheels? What is that? Is it the first factory with those low-slung machines?

The three teenagers thought to themselves at the same time, because that was what they had studied and discussed, and there really was a part of the grinding wheel. So their eyes drifted unconsciously to the gate.

"It's okay to grind the wheel, so how do they calculate their salary?" Lao Li nodded and asked a very key question.

"If you are paying your salary, you can first calculate it by day, twenty a day, and when you are consciously proficient and the piecework is more cost-effective, you can come and apply with me. The factory director said directly.

It's supposed to be a process, so there's no need to think about it.

"I think it's good, what do you think?" said Lao Li Lehehe, turning his head to look at the three teenagers.

"Okay. The three looked at each other, and Yuan Wei nodded on behalf of the three.

"Okay, come with me. The factory director said, turning around and leading the way.

Several people followed, including Lao Li. Before catching up, Yuan Wei closed the door.

The head of the factory strode down the row of dormitories to the end, stepping into the open gate.

The three teenagers glanced at each other, and there was a hint of helplessness in their eyes. When you think about it, this job feels very low-end.

They followed into the factory and stood by the door with the factory director.

Before they arrived, there was only one person in the huge factory.

The man looked very old, with short hair, gray hair, a pair of thick-bottomed glasses, and a very dark face, as if he could only see his eyes through the lenses.

He worked so seriously that he didn't notice the change in light and the sudden addition of a few people around him.

On the right side of his body rested a bamboo basket with half a basket of bends, and on the left side of his body, the bends were piled up into a small mountain.

The low machine in front of him was running, the grinding wheel spinning rapidly with a roar. The black-faced uncle was holding the elbow with both hands, pressing one end port against the rotating grinding wheel......

"Ziang Ang~" A slightly harsh sound, standing on the shoulder of the roaring sound, even in broad daylight, you can still see the sparks splashing.

The black-faced uncle changed the port and pressed it on the grinding wheel again, and there was another screeching sound. There are three ports in this elbow, one of which should have been polished before they came, so that's the end of it.

His right hand retracted, without looking, and reached directly into the bamboo basket, taking another bend. And the polished one in his left hand was thrown directly to the left side and landed on the hill.

The black-faced uncle's hands were skimmed out at the same time, and at the same time they gathered in the middle, and they met smoothly. When the clasped hands were about to press the nozzle on the grinding wheel, the factory director shouted: "Old Xiang, stop for a while......

Lao Xiang's movements stopped, and he turned around to look up, his hands were still holding the bend, and he didn't speak, but his eyes, which seemed to be the only ones he could see, were full of doubts.

"Turn the machine off first. The director pointed to the low machine.

Lao Xiang threw the elbow back into the basket, and then pressed the switch. With a lingering sound, the grinding wheel rotated more and more slowly, and finally stopped.

In an instant, it was as if the whole world had suddenly fallen silent.

"What's the matter?" asked Lao Xiang with a question mark on his face, puzzled.

Maybe it's because of the black face, Lao Xiangyi speaks, and the exposed teeth look particularly white, and the white eyes are dazzling. So his eyes could not see either.

"The three of them are new here, you can help teach them how to grind the wheel. The factory director stretched out his hand and pointed at the three teenagers, and said to the old man.