Chapter 111: Thunderstorm Night

Xiaoqing pushed open the door of Lao Qi's office. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He was lying at his desk taking a nap, and he looked very unsightly.

Since Aunt Zhang started to come to him for a nap, he hasn't had a good nap. The glass-covered desk was a little panicked, and his old bones always made his back ache.

"Xiaoqing, what's the matter with you?" Lao Qi got down from the desk and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

"Uncle Seven, I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter? You say. ”

"Uncle Seven, it's really hot this weather!" Xiaoqing made a detour and did not cut directly to the topic.

"Yes, in this weather, the wind from the electric fan is hot. People are dying. Lao Qi frowned and said.

"Uncle Seven, you see that you can't stand the heat when you sit in the office blowing a fan, and those workers can't stand it even more when they work under the sun. Otherwise, how could Uncle Zhao have heat stroke? ”

"Xiaoqing, what do you want to say?" Lao Qi glanced at Xiaoqing vigilantly.

"Uncle Seven, I want to tell you, when the weather is hot, do you want to improve the working conditions of the workers, or reduce the working hours appropriately?" Xiaoqing asked the seventh child tentatively.

"Hey, Xiaoqing, are you a little wide? You and Aunt Zhang just take care of the kitchen, what do you worry about production? Besides, the construction site in this county is urgent, where can I catch up if I don't hurry up production? ”

"No, Uncle Seven, don't blame me for being troublesome, I'm also good for you. You say, today's heat stroke, tomorrow's illness, isn't it more delaying production? Xiaoqing began to tell her opinions one by one, "When it is the hottest at noon, let them rest more, and make up for it when it is cool at night, so that there will be no delay." Also, it costs more than 100 yuan to install an industrial fan on that console. A brick factory as big as yours won't lack this little money, right? Besides, don't the workers come back with everything when they know that you care about them and their motivation to produce has increased? ”

Before Lao Qi could reply, Aunt Zhang came out of it: "Lao Qi, I'll see it." This person who has read the book has a way. ”

"Mother-in-law, where do you know about childbirth, I want you to talk more." Lao Qi gave Aunt Zhang a blank look. In fact, he has been persuaded by Xiaoqing in his heart. Every summer, the workers are passive and slack off, and he is also a headache.

That year, the old man from southern Anhui fell ill because of the hot weather. Lao Qi thought that if the fat brother could have Xiaoqing's thoughts at that time, he would not have been so disturbed in conscience.

"Okay then, I'll think about it and arrange it tomorrow."

"Uncle Seven, you are really a good person!" Xiaoqing jumped up and hugged Lao Qi vigorously.

"Alright, Xiaoqing, let's go wash the clothes." Aunt Zhang took out Lao Qi's dirty clothes and pulled Xiaoqing away.

"Am I a good person?" Watching Xiaoqing follow Aunt Zhang out, Lao Qi couldn't help but ask himself.

Xiaoqing and Aunt Zhang were washing clothes in a puddle.

Da Hei was no longer afraid of water, and he jumped into the water to play on his own.

The weather was so hot and humid that even the wind that blew through it carried the heat. The western sky was filled with inky black clouds. Swallows fly low over puddles to catch the insects.

Xiaoqing knew it was going to rain. She really wished that the rain would start soon, so that Xiao Kun and the others could rest.

The clouds just kept piling up on the horizon, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter. The rain that Xiaoqing longed for in her heart never fell.

After dinner, the wind began to blow. The clouds that had gathered around the sky began to be blown by the wind and filled the sky. The whole sky was pitch black, and it felt like there was too much water stored in those clouds, and they were about to tilt down.

Lao Qi led everyone to cover the stacked bricks with plastic sheets and linoleum.

"Great, it's going to rain. It's finally time to rest. Xiao Kun and Xiao Qing pulled the same piece of plastic sheeting.

"Look at you. I told Lao Qi that I will adjust your working hours tomorrow, and I will also install an industrial fan for you. Xiao Qing shouted loudly at Xiao Kun. The wind blew her mouth a little too much.

"Yes, this landlord's old wealth is also willing to bleed."

"Hmph, that's not what this girl can talk about, and she persuaded him."

"You are amazing, you deserve to be a squad leader for so many years. I see, you will be a diplomat from now on, you will say. ”

"I'm not a diplomat, I'm going to be a foreign minister."

The two children were talking and laughing, when suddenly a thunderbolt exploded overhead, making Xiao Kun tremble.

"Xiaoqing, look at what you are still bragging about, what are you still the foreign minister. God can't even see it. ”

"That's because God can't get used to you, who told me to talk back. Look, God is helping me. ”

"It's raining, it's raining." Xiao Kun opened his arms to welcome the rain falling from the sky. This rain from the sky takes away the summer heat and brings coolness. Best of all, I don't have to work overtime tonight.

"Let's go, madman, I've got a cold in a moment." Xiao Qing took a piece of torn linoleum and covered Xiao Kun and her.

Heavy rain began to fall. The valley and the brick factory were shrouded in a vast rain, and the mountains and roads could not be seen, and even the rows of bricks that were close in front of me could not be seen clearly.

The thunder rumbled and exploded, and the roar of rain drowned out all sounds.

Xiaoqing stood at the door of the kitchen, watching the night slowly darken, listening to the thunder and rain. She is not afraid of thunder and rain, but little Ding Ding is afraid.

Xiaoqing began to think about grandpa and little Dingding. After walking for so many days, I don't know what happened to my family? In this remote mountain valley, she couldn't call home to ask about the situation.

In the past, on thundering and rainy nights, little Ding Ding always had to hug her before she was willing to sleep. Without her company tonight, how can little Tintin sleep alone?

Da Hei was lying at Xiaoqing's feet, and her hairy head was next to Xiaoqing's legs, making her feel a little itchy. Xiaoqing reached out and patted Da Hei's head, and Da Hei stuck out his tongue and licked her hand.

Lying in bed at night, Xiaoqing tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The violent wind, rain, thunder and lightning ravaged this side of the world, and also aroused endless thoughts in Xiaoqing's heart. It's the first time I've grown so far away from home. She can't worry about her grandfather, and she can't worry about Xiao Dingding, and she even wonders if she left home too hastily and hastily this time.

Summer thunderstorms come and go as fast as they come. The thunder was gone, and the rain was light. A light rain rustled down, so softly, like a lullaby humming softly from the mouth of a mother.

Xiaoqing stretched her legs and feet, feeling the coolness after the thunderstorm.

Xiaoqing dreamed, and saw Xiao Ding Ding in her dream.

"Sister, look, this is the wedding dress I sold you, look, is it good-looking?" Little Tintin was holding a white cloud-like wedding dress.

"Where did you get the money?"

"I saved money by selling cockfights. Qiuqiu and I picked up a lot of cockfights. Sister, can I do it? Little Tintin smiled sweetly, like a little angel.

"Sister, you are so beautiful, like a fairy." Xiao Ding Ding pulled the skirt of the wedding dress and followed Xiaoqing in a circle.

Suddenly, little Tintin fell. A stream of murky water gushed from where she fell, and soon swallowed little Tintin.

"Sister, save me, save me!" Little Tintin struggled and screamed.

"Little Tintin, little Tintin......" Xiaoqing found that he couldn't move, and could only watch the turbid water swallow up Little Tin.

Xiaoqing woke up from her dream and patted her chest. She realized that she was already in tears.

"No, dreams are the opposite. Little Tintin will be fine. Xiaoqing comforted herself, but she couldn't sleep anymore.