The pile of bricks behind him is getting heavier and heavier, stacked on the back so that Peng Cheng can't straighten his waist, as long as the brick is one yard past his neck, he can't even lift his head, a little owe his head, the brick will fall, he can only half-squat there, head down, the weight of the whole body plus the bricks are supported by those two legs, this posture, is really quite sinful.

The sun was scorching overhead, and on the construction site, waves of heat like microwave ovens were coming from all directions, everywhere, the bricks were finished, and before he had taken a step, Peng Cheng was already soaked.

"Hey, okay, let's go! go to the brick-laying guy over there, the one in the blue pants. After the old calf finished stacking the bricks, he said softly again, behind the young man, where Peng Cheng couldn't see at all, he probably stretched out his finger, but it didn't seem to be for Peng Cheng to see.

The young man's rickety body pouted for a long time, and only when the old guy spoke and asked him to go, he was no longer very good at moving. I can't lift my head, and as soon as I lift it, the bricks on my head fall off, and I can't lift my body, so I can only use the strength of my two legs to stand up stiffly. His already thin legs won't be able to exert themselves now. Fortunately, the young man was still young, and he fell in the direction of his feet, and he really stood up as soon as he competed.

The man the old guy was talking about, laying bricks far away, and Peng Cheng still had two bricks stacked on his head! He couldn't raise his head, so he could only roll his eyelids upwards, leaned down slightly, and quickly glanced at it, and the lines on his head were squeezed out, and he saw that it was an uncle in blue pants, shirtless.

Okay, the goal is determined, it's enough, and I don't need to see too clearly, just have a direction, so Peng Cheng lowered his head, supported the brick, and moved towards the blue pants step by step. At first, don't say that it's really good, it's a little hard to stand up, but it's much better to walk, he thought, next time he squats don't die so hard, it must not be difficult to stand up.

Walking towards the blue pants, the road looks not far, and it is really long to walk. The bricks seemed to be getting heavier and heavier in his hands, Peng Cheng pinched hard, the bricks still slipped his fingertips, he pinched hard, the bricks on it squeezed back and forth, and some were about to fall, so the young man collapsed some waists, so that the weight of the bricks fell on his body, and this time it was finally not off, but the steps under his feet became more and more difficult.

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As soon as he saw the blue trousers, the young man turned to one side, and fell the brick to the ground in a hurry, and before he could straighten up his waist and feel comfortable, the little old man followed behind him, and asked, "Hey!

The old guy also carried a stack of bricks over, but he still walked like flying, ran to Peng Cheng, lowered his head with his waist in his mouth, and counted down, Peng Cheng said inexplicably, he ran two steps forward, and put the bricks in front of another person's pile of bricks.

"Isn't that what you said about the blue pants?"

Peng Cheng is also a nest fire, he is just blue pants here, why is it not right? The old deflated calf is like a dwarf sitting down on Snow White, not tall, scurrying around, throwing bricks, he ran back again, and shouted with a quick face. Peng Cheng has also been so damaged by his small beating, how can he still change his hexagram with the blue pants he said? He was so angry that he roared with stunned eyes, so frightened that the little old man raised his head suddenly, and he really didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"It's the one. These three words were obviously not as loud as they had just spoken, and he pointed farther away, somewhat timidly.

As soon as Peng Cheng turned around, he followed the direction of the old man's finger and saw that there were a few people over there, and there was actually a gentleman in blue pants, who was also laying bricks there, and there was not a single brick beside him.

I don't have anything to say now, it's my own mistake, that master has no work in his hands, and he's going around with someone. Peng Cheng was a little angry, he spit out, but he had nothing to say, the anger that stirred up was very motivating, looking at the old calf's sharp teeth and hard mouth, he turned around and walked towards the brick pile again.

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"Brother, if you put two pieces less this time, I won't be able to lift my head, or I can't be mistaken. Peng Cheng squatted a little less, turned his head sideways and said to the little old man.

"Well, you're short, I can't reach it. ”

As soon as the young man turned around, he was out of power by this brother's words, and he just thought about not squatting too hard, and it was hard to get up, so he let him be shorter. He looked back and wanted to reason with him, but he saw that he was not as tall as his daughter-in-law, so he had no choice but to give up, so he squatted down again.

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"Alright. "The old guy has stacked the bricks, and here comes the sentence.

What Peng Cheng just said to him was completely out of the toilet and flushed. The old fool still pressed his head with two bricks. He took a deep breath and pressed it, struggling to his feet, heading for his blue pants.

After bowing his head and walking for a while, the blue pants arrived, but there were still many bricks on the ground, Peng Cheng judged that it should not be this person, there must be a blue pants without bricks in front. So he looked around again, but somehow he couldn't find the blue pants without bricks.

His head was pressed by the bricks, and he didn't dare to lift it hard, but he couldn't find the blue pants, and it still didn't work, so he carefully raised his head again, and turned his head to see farther away.

"Bar-ta" raised his head, and the two bricks on top fell off. Now I saw it, I saw it, I saw it, I saw it when I fell it, Peng Cheng was angry by the two bricks that fell, and his heart was like someone gave him a stuffy stick, and he became a nest.

His eyebrows were furrowed, his upper and lower teeth were pinched, and when he looked back and saw the stubborn old calf, he wanted to put all the bricks on his head. I thought, "You'd better not talk, if you don't have eyes at this time, and then talk to me, I'll make you so beautiful." ”

The young man has been angry since he was a child, these two bricks have fallen, and he is so angry that his heart hurts, but they have all fallen, what can he do if he is angry! The old deflated calf also followed, and saw Peng Cheng standing with him, and two bricks fell off his head, he didn't say a word, but sighed, which made Peng Cheng angry.

He stood for a while, feeling a fire in his nose, and pondered for a long time, can't he do without work? If you can't do it, you can't hit him, he eased his mood again, and insisted on sending the remaining bricks to the blue pants.

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"Brother, I can say, you are less, so that my head can be raised. Peng Cheng didn't squat down in a hurry when he came back after sending the bricks, he stood in front of the old guy and told him again, this time it was very solemn, he seemed to want him to understand, this is not a joke.

The old guy still snorted and chirped, and then asked Peng Cheng to squat down, and he continued to put the bricks. Although this old deflated calf is not very old, he has an old age and stubbornness that is very consistent with his appearance, and he still stacked bricks on top of Peng Cheng's head and pressed his neck with two bricks.

This time this thing can't be done, Peng Cheng didn't say a word, stood up and raised his head, directly dropped the two pieces on top of his head, raised his legs and left, thinking to himself, "You fucking love to stack as many stacks as you want, I'll move these." ”