Feng Chuan went to the dyeing workshop mentioned before, where some cloth was mainly sent from the cloth village for dyeing, Feng Chuan wanted to stay and work, just to earn some silver for his mother to share.

The person in charge is named Song Qirong, who is over fifty years old, with dark skin, a wide and angular face, and a square shape, with an incomprehensible smile on his face, and after looking Feng Chuan up and down, he nodded and agreed with her to stay.

"We have rules here, these are dyed and sent to the cloth village, the dyeing process must be careful, every place must be evenly dyed, and many of them will be sent to Myanmar and other places in exchange for some silver."

Feng Chuan nodded obediently, although there were some words that she didn't seem to understand.

On the third pole of the day, Fengchuan began to work, and she learned in a good way.

Although there is a lot of silver here, but it is hard, the cloth is heavy to death, if it is not for three or four women to lift together, but can not lift, Feng Chuan learned from the woman on the side, dipped one side of the cloth into the dye, slowly put it down, gently pulled it up, and then put it down, repeating the action.

A girl was working in Fengchuan, suddenly collapsed, foaming at the mouth, trembling hands and feet, Fengchuan hurriedly touched her hand with her hand, her hand was cold and terrible.

"Get a handkerchief."

Feng Chuan called out to the back, and then skillfully gagged her mouth with a handkerchief, and pressed her middle with the other hand.

The people next to him were worried that the woman on the ground would be suffocated to death, and there was a lot of discussion.

Feng Chuan was calm at the moment and explained: "You can rest assured, she has a convulsion, as long as she doesn't bite her tongue, it shouldn't be dangerous." After speaking, the woman on the ground gradually became conscious, stopped convulsing, and slowly gasped.

Feng Chuan ordered a woman to pour water and serve it to her, her eyes showed a cold gaze, and after a while, she suddenly rolled her eyes. Feng Chuan helped her up, her stiff body was difficult to move, and she wanted to be guided by the convulsions of her whole body just now.

Feng Chuan put his hand on her shoulder and calmly comforted her not to be afraid.

Song walked over, first asking what was going on, and then caring about how his body was, Feng Chuan felt that Song was still kind.

The woman didn't like to speak, and after asking a few words, Song was a little impatient: "You don't have to work anymore, do you?" One person has a convulsion, everyone is gathered here, who will do all this work? ”

Feng Chuan looked up at her and reluctantly smiled: "We'll do our work now, it's just that Xiaoyu has just become ill, and her body is stiff at the moment, so I'm afraid I want to rest." ”

The Song family, who was gentle at first, immediately turned his face when he heard the word rest: "Xiaoyu, you didn't say that you had a problem with your body before, if you did, I wouldn't take it in, can you still do this job?" ”

Xiaoyu's eyes were dull, still in a trance, and her eyes were erratic, as if she couldn't hear her words.

Song's eyes were blue: "If you don't have the strength, don't do it, don't pretend to be sick and delay everyone's work." ”

These words are chilling, Feng Chuan heard it harshly, he couldn't bear it, although Xiaoyu was not in danger, but the illness was not allowed, there was indeed a lack of human touch, coming to work, which one is not for a livelihood, and who wants to be sick? Feng Chuan put down the cloth in his hand, lowered his eyes and whispered: "People, eat grains and grains, how can you be accommodating without disease, Sister Song is accommodating once." ”

Song turned his head to look at her, and the others were all closed, and no one wanted to offend Song.

A few years ago, she smiled and cut off the tongue of a female worker. Last year, a female worker broke an arm, she is the person in charge here, and she is also a relative of the shopkeeper of the dyeing workshop.

But when she met Feng Chuan, she didn't care if other people spoke, and she talked about it reasonably.

This Song family had already pulled her arm and opened her voice: "You have a lot of words, you should learn the rules." ”

She turned around and picked up a wooden stick and hit Feng Chuan.

Feng Chuan sat on the ground, his shoulder eroded by pain.

The others turned a blind eye and bowed their heads to work, even if Feng Chuan on the side called, they were indifferent.

"See if you dare to talk more, see if you dare to talk more."

"Stop, I'm not going to do it."

Feng Chuan blocked the wooden stick with one hand, and hurriedly pulled the other party's hair with the other hand, she was not to be outdone, and she didn't let go until the Song ghost cried wolf.

She was about to pull Xiaoyu away, but was startled by a sound behind her.

Bang!

"Come on, take them to the backyard."

Xiao Yu looked at Feng Chuan on the ground, and his eyes revealed unprecedented confusion, and he was stunned for a while and was dragged away by two men who were five big and three thick.

When I opened my eyes again, it was unitary time.

Feng Chuan looked around dizzily.

The swarthy room was full of dyes, piled up on the side, with a pungent smell, and the walls in front of them were colorful, and there were people who painted some symbols with dyes.

On the first day of work, should you just die?

Xiaoyu on the side finally woke up and said thank you in a mouthful of words.

Xiaoyu is introverted and not good at talking, Feng Chuan has a little pity in his heart, he can't care about the injury on his head, and he comforts him without being afraid, there are many people here, so naturally someone will intercede for the two. Xiao Yu seemed to be clear and said, "If you offend the Song family today, we won't have a good life in the future." ”

Feng Chuan doesn't care, there are so many places to recruit workers, and he is not afraid, "I don't have a master here, I have a place to keep my master." ”

Xiaoyu bowed her head in distress, and Feng Chuan persuaded: "You are sick, you should have rested, she is so difficult, you are afraid of her, this kind of person has no humanity, just don't do this work." ”

Xiao Yu shook her head, "You can not do it, but I can't, the monthly salary here is okay, and nothing else matters." ”

"Where's your family?" Feng Chuan suddenly wondered why she was so sick and still had to come out to work.

Xiaoyu smiled bitterly and told her story.

When she was five years old, her parents went out to sea to fish, the sky was not beautiful, and the two never came back that day when they suddenly encountered a strong wind, and the two never came back. She often made do with a bite of food at the village household, but after a long time, many people stopped letting her eat dry food, and she dared to be short of food, so it was inconvenient for her to do so, so she came out to work by herself, and she began to work everywhere at the age of nine to earn money to support herself.

Feng Chuan looked at her unspeakably sad, she used to think that she was the most miserable person, but today she learned that Xiaoyu was far harder than herself, but fortunately, she still had her mother's love.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know this job was so important to you. I just can't get used to the Song family bullying people. ”

Xiao Yu squatted in the corner and looked around: "I'm afraid, this time you and I can't escape." ”

Feng Chuan got up and pulled the nearby wooden window with his hand, trying to knock on something the sound outside the door made them clearly realize that it was not so simple to escape, and a woman's voice came from outside the house, no stranger, it was Song.

"If you dare to break a nail in this house, I will leave you without this place for the rest of your life."

Feng Chuan put down his fist and looked at the wall resentfully, the appearance of the Song family came to mind. Xiaoyu got up suddenly, and hurriedly admitted her mistake: "Steward Song, you let us go, I promise to take care of it well in the future, and I won't get sick again, you must not drive me away." ”

The wound on his head was still aching, and his mother must still be waiting at home, and the noise of Xiaoyu next to him was even more harsh.

At the door, if the Song family watched a good show, he moved a chair and sat at the door, and said with a smile: "You are obedient on weekdays, but someone is upset for you!" ”