Yu Dafu said: "In the south of the Yangtze River, of course, there is autumn, but the grass and trees wither slowly, the air is moist, the color of the sky seems light, and it is often rainy and windy......"

Haixi also belongs to the south of the Yangtze River, and whether it is grass or air, whether it is the sky or wind and rain, it has the obvious characteristics of a subtropical monsoon climate -- it is not as solemn and withering as the northern country, nor is it as vibrant as the southern part of the country. She is more like an amorous woman, caressing this refreshing city, making people indulge in her leisurely charm.

Fushun couldn't say how he felt about the city. He liked the tall buildings of all shapes, but he was afraid that they would obliterate him; He waited for the girl who drew the comic strip, but he was afraid that she would suddenly appear and see his embarrassment; His closest friend is the blue sea, and in the summer, the beach is his hotbed, and in Hercy, only the sea knows his story.

Let's take a look at the most ordinary day of this self-proclaimed "construction worker".

In the eastern city, dawn always comes a little earlier than in my hometown. The first rays of sunlight in the morning shine through the sea level, shining on this historic city and waking up the temporary workers of Huajian Third Engineering Bureau.

Fu Shun stretched. In fact, he had been awake for more than an hour, and the few architectural books he had bought three months ago under his pillow had been worn out. Through the window, he saw the flattened construction site – his "workshop". A month ago, it was a temple. Because of the construction of the Haixi Financial Building, the temple and the nearby bungalows were flattened by the government. Fushun and his co-workers will build a 30-story skyscraper on top of this ruin.

Of course, it is impossible for the temporary workers to see the design drawings. They just excavated the earthwork, rammed the bearing cap, and bundled the steel bars according to the requirements of the project department...... As for what the skyscraper will look like after it is built, what are the standards for the materials used in the construction process, and what kind of structure will be used to support it? It doesn't matter to them at all. Are they more concerned about what they have for lunch? When can I get paid?

But Fushun is different from other temporary workers. Although he had never seen the blueprint of the financial building, he already had a majestic building in his mind - his book was sandwiched between a drawing of his own.

Fu Shun wiped his face under the tap with his three fellow villagers, then changed into blue overalls and walked towards the construction site. This blue overalls made every tired body straighten their backs. They were all proud to think they were glorious working class.

Because the project is huge, it requires a lot of labor. Huajian Third Bureau has a wide range of conditions when recruiting workers, as long as they can bear hardships and stand hard work. Therefore, people with inconvenient legs and feet such as "Tie Guan Li" can also be recruited.

But "Tie Guan Li" and his two good buddies have mastered the "core technology" on the construction site because of their years of craftsmanship. The two carpenters, "Zhu Xuanzui" and "Wang Luzi", are now the "big workers" holding the level and the ink fountain; The stonemason "Tie Guan Li" is even more remarkable, and he is in charge of dozens of people and is responsible for laying bricks.

Fushun's job is to give a hand to the "big workers". But he loves his job. It was also his chance to get up close and personal with real building materials. Cement, sand, rebar...... Flying on shovels and galloping in bucket trucks -- these ordinary construction tools are more attractive than the sickles and plowshares of Yangjiawan.

Fushun sometimes looked at the deep digging pit, and sometimes looked at the vast sky. It won't be long before the towers they pour will be closer to the sky, closer to the sun, and closer to the white clouds...... And the city, and the sea not far away, will be at his feet.

"Xiangyu, when I build the building to the thirtieth floor, I will definitely be able to see you!" Fu Shun raised a shovel of concrete and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

It has been 10 months since I arrived in Haixi. Fu Shun wrote many letters, except for those addressed to Yang Jiawan's family and Jiangyun and Liu Yonghan, and the remaining dozens were addressed to Xiang Yu - although he did not know where to send them.

Shufen said in the letter that she no longer shy away from Guangwen. Because they now agree to be ordinary friends and draw a blueprint for development in the countryside together. My brother-in-law has returned home after being released early, and he doesn't have to worry too much about the few acres of land at home.

Liu Yonghan said in the letter that Sister Gui Ying gave birth to a big fat boy and named him Liu Fuli. Fushun's farewell caused a big blow to Liu Yonghan, especially the matter of Fushun's diploma, because Li Xiang blocked it and didn't do it in the end, which made "Scar Liu" feel even more guilty. What he didn't expect was that Fushun did not break with him, and soon after arriving in Haixi, he wrote a letter of deep gratitude, although he did not call him "godfather" in the letter, but "uncle". Every time Liu Yonghan received a letter, he was happier than seeing his own son, he always said that he had two sons, the eldest son was called Liu Fushun, and the younger son was called Liu Fuli - Shunshun lìli, life is safe!

As for the letters that he didn't know where to send, Fushun followed the example of the college students in Haixi, put the letters in a glass bottle, and then put the lid on and threw them into the sea. He foolishly hoped that the bottles would cross the ocean and reach his lover on the other side of the ocean.

Fushun is satisfied with the status quo of his life, but he is not satisfied with the pursuit of ideals. This young man, who is about to turn nineteen, has not missed his homework for a moment. Despite the financial constraints, he bought books with little income left in the first half of the year, except for filling his stomach and covering his body. And in the second half of the year, after arriving at Huajian Third Bureau, he has not received a penny of salary!

Fushun, who has a strong interest in the city, has almost all the streets and alleys of Haixi. Every tall building in Hercynian has a great attraction for him. Fushun has a hard-shell notebook, and in the notebook is a hand-drawn outline of these buildings. He dreams of one day designing a special high-rise building by himself, listening to the sound of the sea by the sea.

"Liu Fushun, is it really you?" A familiar country voice came from behind him.

Fu Shun turned his head, it was a young man who was also wearing a blue uniform, wearing a hard hat on his head, and holding a Wen Jiàn clip in his hand. "You ......"

The young man took off his hat and smoothed back a strand of hair on his forehead. "Old classmate, have you forgotten me if you haven't seen me for a few years?"

"Oh, Shi Junyong! Good boy, I haven't seen you for two years, but you've jumped a lot higher! Shi Junyong is a classmate of the second class of architecture of Fushun who was in Jiangyun to observe, and was assigned to the Third Bureau of Huajian after graduating last year, and is now a "construction worker" in the engineering department.

"I saw the roster of workers yesterday and thought it was just the same name and surname! I'll invite you to dinner when you get off work, and we'll take it slowly! Shi Junyong helped Fu Shun push the bucket cart and drove the pile with a smile.

It was already past six o'clock in the evening when I got off work. Shi Junyong put his arm on Fushun's shoulders and took him to a stir-fry restaurant on the street to order two side dishes and ask for two taels of liquor.

"Can you mix it up? Shi Junyong, Jiang Yunjian didn't come to Haixi much, right? ”

Jun Yong poured the wine for Fu Shun. "There were seven or eight of them during the internship, and in the end there were only two who stayed, and now if you count you, three!"

"You really can! I'm a temporary worker, unlike you, who serves a public job! Of the two you just said were left behind, which one else is there besides you? ”

"Li Xiangyu! Remember? You must remember that, like you, it was a celebrity who founded Jiangyun! ”

After hearing the familiar name, Fu Shun took a sip of wine. My dear son, I knew that you would not be far away from me, but I didn't expect that after a mistake, I would still be in the same unit as you! So, Xiangyu, where are you now? The question in Fu Shun's heart came to his lips, and he looked at Shi Junyong very urgently.

"I went to study abroad! People have good family conditions, unlike us, who say that they are serving the jobs of the public family, but they are not coolies? It's like a family, you are a returnee when you turn into a returnee, and you are the leader of a certain department when you come back! Jun Yong drank all the wine in his cup. What could be more relieving to these tired people on the construction site than this intoxicating mellow scent?

"Oh, where did you study abroad?" Fu Soon poured wine on Jun Yong and deliberately concealed his uneasiness.

"Say it's Canada. Hi, it's too easy for them to study abroad, and they don't know what the relationship between her family is, everyone has to have a bachelor's degree or above to apply for studying abroad, he is a secondary school student, or transferred from the health school, and the whole family went abroad! It's really more popular than people! ”

"Then will she go back to Huajian Third Bureau?"

"The ten-of-ten will be back next year. I've heard that people reserved the position of vice president for him! ”

Fu Shun clenched the cup in his hand. After hearing the news that Xiang Yu would be back soon, how excited Fu Shun was! But after hearing the word "vice president" again, his heart suddenly cooled. He looked at his tattered clothes, and suddenly felt that he was in the eighteenth layer of hell, so what qualifications did he have to remember a leader who was about to become a "vice president"?

Fu Shun's dull gaze looked out the window, and the autumn wind hit through the crack in the window, making him shiver.

"Liu Fushun, what are you doing?"

"I didn't ...... Nothing! ”

"I heard in Jiangyun that your godfather has set up a big company, why don't you come here to suffer this crime in Jiangyun?"

"Come out and break in! If you don't come out, you don't know that the world outside is so big! Fu Shun pretended to be calm, "Come, brother, drink!" He has learned to use the language of society to communicate with the big brothers of the "Wine Order".

One or two liquors per person, but Fushun was a little drunk!

Junyong took Fushun to the staff dormitory of Huajian Third Bureau. In a dormitory of less than ten square meters, Junyong has a bed of his own and a gas stove on the balcony.

Fushun was not attracted by this "luxurious" dormitory, but fell in love with the new building construction series at the head of Junyong's bed. Fu Shun took advantage of the drunkenness and cheekily borrowed one to three volumes.

Back at the shed, Fu Shun curled up on the wooden bed, and by the light of the street, he swam into his endless ocean......