"I'm so tired......"

Zhao Lin's eyes were black for a while, but he didn't stop taking a step under his feet, gritting his teeth and following the team to send the big bag on his shoulder to the warehouse. The green tendons on his head jumped violently, and he struggled out in a posture that did not break through the skin and did not give up.

A package of goods weighs 100 pounds. Not to mention Zhao Lin's small body that has just turned sixteen years old, even if he is an adult in the prime of life, not everyone can withstand this strength. Therefore, this kind of violent green tendons, indifferent expressions, and dusty labor scenes constitute a wonderful picture, which cannot be imagined by Dalído's two heads.

Doing such heavy physical work when he was growing his body, the biggest effect was to compress his height, thinking about the hardships when he was looking for a daughter-in-law later, Zhao Lin was full of hostility towards his entire eighties.

When he recalled this piece when he had nothing to do, Zhao Lin sometimes wondered if he would grow into the cracks of the ground if he carried it for two more years.

Now that he has a chance to do it again, Zhao Lin really wants to throw the things on his shoulders into the sky now.

A hundred pounds of bags can be carried down from the truck and moved to the warehouse for eight cents, and twenty pounds can also earn a penny, as long as you move a ton of goods, you can earn six cents a piece, but if you can't move it, don't blame God for not giving you a chance. After working for 30 days, there is 48 yuan a month, and there are 50 yuan for carrying two more bags every day, which is higher than the regular workers in the factory!

Time is free, the salary is high, and there is no need for skills, many people can't think of a beautiful errand, if it is not possible to do it again, Zhao Lin will be grateful for the stupid idea of wanting to do it for a lifetime for several years.

However, such a young body really made Zhao Lin obsessed. There is no big belly, no lungs that are damaged by cigarette smoke, only toned muscles and endless energy.

"Well done, it's a man!" The foreman handed over a dollar and praised it with encouragement on his face.

"It's a man!" These words came out of the mouths of the uncles who were half older than themselves, which was the highest praise for the half-grown children, and it was also the biggest motivation that once supported Zhao Lin to work here.

Touching a piece of six cents in his hand, Zhao Lin was speechless.

There are still few pacesetters in elementary school, and even jumped two levels in a row to alarm the principal to take the test in person, and after junior high school, he regressed more and more, and he barely went to high school and finally dropped out.

After dropping out of school, this head was confused for more than ten years. Although it is not a bad job to support his family by doing all kinds of small jobs, the real money starts when he picks up books again. However, at this time, it is already a new century, and people have already entered middle age, and the time of waste is too long, and the power of the word powerlessness at this time is really huge.

People who are familiar with Zhao Lin feel sorry for him, such a good seedling of good reading, he has been dragged down by life.

Zhao Lin has never regretted it. Life is bitter, you can only admit it.

Life is already difficult, and if you have time to resent, it is better to do more work, and the family is waiting for you to earn money to eat.

My father was seriously ill and couldn't work, and he couldn't afford to live in the hospital, so he could only lie at home every day and wait for death.

Sitting in the classroom with a book in your hand and reciting the books of the sages like an ostrich? Nor can the sages agree!

The messy head finally cleared up, the six-cent piece in his hand became wet and collapsed, and the belly filled with cold water was also swollen, and it was time to go home.

In my memory, in the past six months, the conditions at home have improved a lot, my mother no longer washes her face with tears all day long, my younger siblings have returned to school, and the pot at home is no longer full of gruel.

Zhao Lin comforted himself every midnight dream: I have tried my best, I have done everything I can.

Relatives and neighbors also praised: "This child is not easy, he is a gentleman!" ”

The father, who had been lying in bed for two years, held his hand before he died and said, "I have worked hard for your child, but I am useless." ”

The mother, who was tied into a lotus canopy by the sewing machine, also said: "Son, it's all your mother's inability, and your father and I are sorry for you." ”

In order to secretly help the family, the eldest sister insisted on not having children first, and she didn't know what it was like to be scolded by her mother-in-law. When I went home once, I was like being a thief, holding Zhao Lin's hand and crying, and constantly complaining that I was selfish and married myself out of my family, so that my younger brother was tired like this.

My younger brothers and sisters are also very caring, not only do they have good grades, but they rarely go out to play crazy when they come home from school, either helping with cooking or cleaning. Later, when I was admitted to university, I didn't even ask for living expenses from my family, and I didn't know how much I suffered in order to eat in a big city like the capital.

When Zhao Lin sits in the office, he often thinks about a question.

If I had worked harder at that time, would my father's illness have been cured?

If I had worked a little harder at that time, wouldn't my mother's hands have become like that?

If, if you work harder, won't your younger siblings and sisters have to suffer so much?

If only I could work a little harder.

The chaotic head became clear, the road from the place where he worked to his home was not easy to walk, and the big cinders were walking and slipping under his feet. It had just rained, and the mud went straight from the cinder cracks to the shoes, and no matter how good the cloth shoes were, they couldn't last two years on this kind of road. The soles of the shoes were sewn out by the mother after work, and the distressed Zhao Lin twitched.

Walking on the water and mud roads, Zhao Lin felt that everything was so bad, even if he breathed fresh air freely, he couldn't change this. The blue sky, the white clouds, the large woods, the boundless wheat fields next to the city, the chirping birds, and the enthusiastic neighborhoods are not as good as a mouthful of white-flour steamed buns!

When he returned home, he took a bite of the bud rice nest left by his mother in the pot, and Zhao Lin's tears were about to fall, even if it was for that white-flour steamed bun, he had to make money quickly.

"Dad, I'm back." When Zhao Lin shouted this sentence with a nest head in his hand, his body was a little stiff, I don't know if it was because he was too tired or what, his eyelids were a little uncontrollable, and his tears always wanted to go out.

"Go lie down for a while, I'm fine." Lying on the bed, my father couldn't move, and hurriedly replied.

The gap between a sixteen-year-old boy and a person who has been mixed for half his life is not only the accumulation of knowledge, but also the grasp of human accidents and people's hearts.

Back then, I only thought about taking care of my family, I only thought about what I was going to do, and I never thought about who the really sad person was.

It's the man who single-handedly supports his family.

It was the man who lay in bed and watched his beloved woman secretly cry.

It's the man who watched his children suffer and suffer but couldn't do anything about it.

It's the patient who lied that he couldn't eat this and that he couldn't eat that in order to save money for medicine, and he only wanted to die quickly.

It was the person who was called his father by Zhao Lin.

"Dad, you teach me to do the questions, I want to go to college."