Yuan Wei suddenly sighed, walked past the two of them to the machine placed on the side of the door, and looked at it condescendingly.

Peng Qiao also walked over, he raised his foot and gently kicked the simple machine, and said in a strange tone: "What is this?"

"Who knows?" Yuan Wei walked around the machine in a half circle, and he could only shake his head if he was as well-informed as he was.

Jiang Cong also walked over, he squatted down, touched a certain part of the machine, then raised his head, looked at the two companions and said, "This looks like a grinding wheel, grinding and cutting things." ”

"Grinding wheel?" Yuan Wei asked at the same time as Peng Qiao.

"yes, grinding wheels, cutting things. Jiang Cong stood up, squinting his eyes and recalling the past, his tone was sure but doubtful.

"No matter, we should know tomorrow, if we stay in this factory. Peng Qiao thought about it, didn't come up with useful information, and said a little stupidly.

"Maybe it's an abandoned factory, or no one else works. Yuan Wei said.

"Then let's look elsewhere. Jiang Cong glanced at the low machine again, turned around and walked towards the door.

Most of the factory was still on display, and the door was open at the back, and they planned to go around to see the rest and what was going on inside the other two factories.

As soon as they took a few steps, Yuan Wei suddenly stopped, he frowned and looked at his two companions, and asked lightly, "Did you hear that?"

"Listen to what?" Jiang Cong asked, narrowing his eyes as he made a gesture of listening.

Peng Qiao didn't ask, and directly listened to his ears, and then they nodded together, and said at the same time: "The sound of striking iron?"

"Well, it's kind of weird, let's go, go see. Yuan Wei nodded, nodded his chin again, and walked forward first.

It's the same as not saying this, they were moving forward, and they are still moving forward. Jiang Cong and Peng Qiao glanced at each other and followed behind Yuan Wei.

After walking more than ten steps, the three teenagers stopped at the same time, looking at the person who had been covered by the stacked sacks before, and then appeared.

It was an old woman who looked to be in her fifties, sitting on a small bench with a hammer in her hand, a tree stump in front of her, a large pile of unknown objects on the left side of her body, and a small pile of unknown objects on the right side of her body.

The old lady didn't notice them, not knowing that she was being watched by curiosity at this time. She picked up an object from her left side and placed it on the stump, holding the hammer high in her right hand, which was held steady and that there was a sound mixed with a muffled and crunching sound.

The sound is very muffled, and the fault is not to stand close so that it can be heard, and the sound is very crisp, and the sound can be transmitted far away.

Throwing the object that had been smashed once to the right, the old lady picked up the object from the left side smoothly and skillfully placed it on the stake, and the hammer fell down again, making a mixed sound.

Pick up, put down, raise the hammer, smash down, throw away, the old aunt keeps repeating like this. The three teenagers, a little nervous, stood silently to the side and watched quietly.

The old aunt smashed very seriously and focusedly, and she didn't even notice it in the process of smashing, and there were three people standing on the side, watching her smash quietly.

At one point, after her left arm stretched out and she couldn't easily reach something, the old lady stopped. She got up slightly and moved the small bench, then wiped her forehead with her arm, and suddenly saw them out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head to look at them formally, and smiled kindly, "Did you just come here? I don't think I've seen you before." ”

The three teenagers each took two steps forward, squatted down directly, and half-circled the old aunt, Yuan Wei said: "We just came here today and will go to work tomorrow." ”

Without waiting for the old aunt to reply, Jiang Cong pointed to the pile of smashed objects and asked suspiciously, "Why do you want to smash this?"

Also without waiting for the old aunt to reply, Peng Qiao pointed to the hammer that the old aunt was still holding in his hand, and asked curiously: "Auntie, how heavy is your hammer?"

The old aunt smiled and threw the hammer in front of Peng Qiao: "You worry about yourself, estimate it." ”

Then she looked at Jiang Cong, picked up an object with both hands, held it up in front of his eyes and asked, "Look, what's the difference between them?"

Finally, she turned her head to look at Yuan Wei, showing a thoughtful look, and asked tentatively, "Are you outsiders?"

"Well, our Hubei was introduced by Lao Li. Yuan Wei nodded, and while answering, he gave an additional answer.

The old aunt nodded knowingly, she looked at Jiang Cong again, and asked, "What's the matter, do you see anything?"

Jiang Cong shook his head suspiciously, he thought that he had seen it very carefully, but he really couldn't see the difference, and when he heard the question, he looked up at the old lady: "There is nothing different?"

As soon as the words fell, Peng Qiao, who was holding a hammer over there, was rising and falling, imitating Peng Qiao, who was smashing things, shouted: "This hammer can weigh three catties!"

"Almost two pounds. The old aunt's eyes drifted over, replied, and then nodded the object in her hand with her chin, and explained: "There is a difference, the smashed pipe mouth is more rounded." ”

Peng Qiao put the hammer down and looked at the two objects with a confused look. Jiang Cong suddenly realized, nodded in agreement: "You say this, it's really like this." ”

"Hmm. The old lady nodded, threw away the object in her hand, and after thinking about it, asked, "Do you have anything else to ask?"

The three teenagers shook their heads together, indicating no, but they still squatted there, with no intention of leaving.

The old lady smiled and didn't say anything about it. She shifted her body to face the pile of objects that had not been smashed, and her hands were working at the same time to pick them up, some of which she threw directly in front of her, and some of which she threw to the end of the smash.

"Don't you have to smash those?" Jiang Cong asked.

"Those nozzles are rounded. The old aunt was not idle, and replied casually.

"Do you smash this, is it a daily salary, or a piece?" Yuan Wei was concerned about another question.

"Neither, by weight. The old lady replied casually.

The three teenagers quieted down, and they squatted there with their arms crossed, watching the old aunt's skillful hands fly.

Not long after, in the empty space in front of the aunt, a small pile of objects was piled up, next to the original big pile. Before, they thought that this pile was a whole, but now it turns out that there is a difference.

Thinking that it was almost over, the old aunt stopped picking up, she moved her body, and at the same time moved the heavy stump and stake, and began to pick up the repetitive action of picking up and smashing with her right hand again.

The three teenagers stared at the hammer that rose and fell, this time closer, and the overall height was slightly shorter, so the scene seemed to be shocking, as if it had smashed on their hearts......