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The three-day holiday on New Year's Day has passed in a hurry, and the courses of this semester are coming to an end, and the winter vacation is coming after the exam

There was another light snow in the city, and the minimum temperature reached minus one or two degrees at night.

In the small vegetable patch of the school nursery, the five crops are still eye-catching green under the cover of agricultural film, but they are slightly dull, and the growth has basically stopped.

The weather is getting colder, although it is unpleasant for most people. But some people are exceptions, such as Old Man Liao, winter is his most leisurely and comfortable son of the year.

Watch TV every day, make your favorite meals, and take two sips of wine. It's a good swim, and it's very happy. Even the yellow dog mound was stained, and the food was improved.

In addition, not long ago, his daughter came from out of town to see him, and she brought her grandson. Although he only stayed for a week, it was enough to make the old man so happy that he couldn't find the north.

That afternoon, Jiang Yichen got on a bus and headed for a department store in the city center. At the end of the month, it's the Chun Festival, and when I go home, I'm going to bring two decent clothes for my father.

Before the car approached its destination, it passed by the building of the Municipal Housing and Urban-Rural Development Commission. Through the car window, I saw that the iron fence door of the building was closed, and there were many people who looked like migrant workers gathered outside, some with wrapped bedding.

These people stood or sit, but none of them spoke, silent.

"What are these people doing? Stay here on a cold day. A passenger asked curiously.

"It looks like a migrant construction worker, maybe something happened on the construction site. The Housing and Urban-Rural Development Commission, of course, is in charge of this. The companion guessed.

Jiang Yichen glanced at it casually a few times, then turned his head. These things are often there, and they are inevitable.

An hour later, he drove back from the department store and when he passed by again, he found that the people were still there.

When he turned his gaze, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a familiar face in the crowd. Just as he was about to take a closer look, the man turned into the crowd again, and he couldn't see clearly.

Hey, who is this? Jiang Yichen pondered for a while, unable to understand.

Leaving like this, I always feel a little unsteady in my heart. So, he got off the bus at the previous stop, carrying two shopping bags in his hand, and headed back in the direction of the Housing and Construction Commission building.

Five minutes later, he arrived outside the door of the building.

There are about 30 to 40 people who look like migrant workers, most of them young people, some of whom sit on the ground with newspapers, some stand or walk back and forth in small steps, and some of whom are talking in whispers with their sleeves on their heads.

All of them had numb expressions, and their eyes glanced inside the iron fence gate from time to time.

Inside the door stood several uniformed security guards, staring out in a tight manner. The atmosphere at the scene was very depressing.

Suddenly, the security guards parted to the sides, and a middle-aged man in a suit with a fat body appeared.

I saw him look outside, turn his head and discuss with a person who looked like a security captain. The latter nodded, took two steps forward, and opened the small door above the iron fence gate.

When the migrant workers saw the arrival, they rushed up one after another.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have already reported your situation, and the leaders attach great importance to it and will solve it. The weather is cold, and it is easy to freeze and catch a cold, so let's go back first. The middle-aged man walked out of the small door, waved his hand, and spoke to the gathered migrant workers in a calm tone.

The security captain and several of his men guarded him to his left and right, so as not to let the migrant workers get too close.

"Director Wang, we've been here three times, and that's what you said earlier. Now that the Chinese New Year is coming, what should we do if we can't get paid? A black-faced, sturdy migrant worker said loudly.

"It's just, we're not so easy to fool, if this matter is not solved for a day, we will stay here for a day and not leave!" A tall, thin young man with a distinctly irascible temper shouted.

Others chimed in.

"What, what, what's the threat, what's the matter if you want to make trouble? What do you think this place is, it's still up to Xing Zihu. The security captain's anger also came up, and he stepped forward and scolded angrily.

"We don't want to make trouble, we just want to get back our hard-earned money, isn't your Housing and Construction Commission in charge of this, don't you look for anyone?" The black-faced migrant worker who took the lead seemed to understand that it would not be good for him to make things stiff, so he tried to suppress his feelings as much as possible, and lowered his voice a little.

The security captain wanted to say something, but was stopped by Director Wang waving his hand.

"I understand everyone's feelings. But now that it is approaching the end of the year, the leader's work is also very busy, and the unit works overtime every day, and he can't rest on Sundays. There's got to be a process for dealing with things, right? I'll give you an answer if I reflect it above. Okay, let's go back first, gathering here won't solve anything. After Director Wang finished speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced around, then turned around and walked into the iron fence gate.

The security captain glared at the black-faced migrant worker, waved his hand, and returned with his subordinates.

The iron fence door slammed shut again, padlocked.

The migrant workers booed in unison, and then talked to each other, all with extremely frustrated expressions. But he didn't want to leave.

Jiang Yichen stood on the edge of the crowd, and when he saw this scene, he also understood a rough idea.

It's not easy to do anything now, they all say that construction sites have high wages and it's easy to make money, but it's unlucky enough to encounter such a thing. He looked at the back of Director Wang in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Brother Chenzi, is that you?" Suddenly, a voice came from beside me.

Jiang Yichen turned his head to look, and a thin black boy with a long face appeared in front of him, wearing an old camouflage uniform, his mouth grinned in surprise, and his teeth were quite white.

"Come Shun'er!" He recognized it, this was Lai Shun'er from Mopanzi Village, who had grown a lot taller than before, but his appearance had not changed at all.

"Brother Chenzi, it's really you. I saw it just now, and I almost didn't recognize it. Lai Shun'er rushed over excitedly, reached out and grabbed Jiang Yichen's shoulder and shook it vigorously.

"Kiko, come here, look who's coming." Lai Shun'er turned her head and shouted at the crowd.

Soon, another young man came out of the crowd, with a round face, a high nose, and a slightly taller figure than Lai Shun'er, and a little stronger.

When he saw Jiang Yichen, he was immediately excited, and he also rushed over and grabbed one of the latter's arms and dragged them a few times.

"Hehe, okay, okay, I'm going to let you break up. Uh, let's go over there and talk. Jiang Yichen felt very uncomfortable when he saw those migrant workers gathering their eyes together, so he pulled the two young men to the corner of the wall.

"Brother Chenzi, why are you here? We heard that you are studying in university in Lingjiang, and we want to go to you. Kiko said excitedly.

"I went to the department store today to buy something, and I happened to pass by here." Jiang Yichen explained, and at the same time carefully looked at the two former friends in front of him.