The first experience of construction work

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I didn't do a comfortable job, but went to work as a construction worker. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info There's a reason for that!

First: I just want to prove to some people that the old man is really worthy of his name!

Second: because I was curious, because I really wanted to experience what my father had done for decades when I was a child!

Third: I feel that there is no distinction between high and low careers, and I want to enrich my experience!

Fourth: Because of my belief in Buddhism, I personally believe that every day is a kind of practice, and everything is meaningful!

Fifth: In the end, it's just for the money, just to support myself!

I couldn't sleep yesterday, so I woke up at half past four in the morning, took a shower, and took a bath at night for my family. Which child is cold, shivering as if suffering from Parkinson's disease. I wrapped him in a towel and put him in my bed, where I still had the warmth. It's not going to make a fuss.

Boil water, cook and watch the news, pass the time and wait for half past six to go to work! But I couldn't wait, I went to the construction site at a quarter past six, I did it with one of my own brothers, but I said that I would go to work at half past six, and people didn't come, and I was afraid of following the wrong team, so I asked: "This time, did I let Brother Kui lead the team?" ”

Once I have the answer, I'll do it! I belong to the construction worker, that is, I do everything!

The first thing is to load the mixer, lift it together, shout the trumpet together, that feeling is very team, very fan, is it a bit two?

After installing the mixer, we started to pull sand, because I was working in the village, and many people knew me, and when I saw me doing small work, the first feeling was that I was surprised, how could this kid do this job, why can't I do this job, and I worked very hard, because this was also taught a lesson by my classmates.

After the first car of sand was loaded, Yang Zeguo quietly pulled me aside and said, "Don't work so hard, you will be tired overnight, you see how people do it, you can do it, don't do that!" ”

I know Zeguo is kind to me, but this is a bit against my principles of work! Forget it, let's do it!

Pack the sand and go to the place where the house is built! Before I started working, the foreman, my cousin, started to smoke, as long as the people who worked had a pack! Although it's only a five-yuan red flag canal, I feel pretty good, because now I write, and I smoke quite well! Two packs of cigarettes, six beers, three meals a day! My day is over!

Building a house in the village is actually quite tiring, moving bricks, cement, and sand! And it's all manual work, and occasionally Dagong (that is, the wall builder) asks you to do something, basically like a spinning top, without stopping. At the end of the day, I had three blood blisters on my hands, and when I was moving the bricks, a brick fell directly from above, and a piece of flesh on the finger and belly of my left thumb was about to be smashed off, and I was bleeding profusely. I went to the clinic in our village to bandage it briefly, and continued to load two truckloads of sand! It hurt a lot at the time, and it was my habitual left hand, and now I type slowly with one hand, it really hurts, and it hurts now, woo!

Mo can do it, his finger is injured and bloody!

Don't cry when you endure hardship, stand up and continue to move bricks!

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