Peng Cheng had never worked on the construction site, he could hardly do anything, and the contractor with a big head and no neck asked him for a long time, and then divided him into the brick moving group. The foreman called a master who looked to be in his forties to take him with him. The old man's stiff back looked much older than forty, and he walked in through the door of the simple house, bringing with him the loess all over the ground. He took off the hat from his head, which was barely orange-red, and he pulled at his hair haphazardly, and his head was covered with dust.

"Hey, don't shake. The foreman shook his hand in front of his nose, his brows furrowed, and he scolded, and the old man put on his hat again, and obediently waited for the foreman's instructions.

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"Uncle, what should I do?" Peng Cheng's face was flattering, and the little thing on his little slap face was shy, and he was about to follow this shriveled old guy to do a big job.

The rickety old man listened to his words, and then turned around, this old man is really not covered, his face is full of tamped folds, stacks of piles of mud, cement and sand are all over people's faces. He has been leading Peng Cheng for a long time, one foot deep and one foot shallow, walking through a pair of wastes, but he is still neat. The little old man stood still, although his face was old, his eyes were still in good spirits! ”

When the old man said this, his eyebrows quickly hooked, and his honest old face did not match, like a monkey who was about to show his original form, this time, Peng Cheng was startled, how did this old guy look like a thief.

Peng Cheng's judgment of bad guys is always very accurate, and he is naturally more familiar with their appearance. If this old guy wasn't a thief, he was in his forties, why did he still have such a look in his eyes?

"I'm an ox, twenty-six. No matter how much doubt I had in my heart, the young man still responded. He always likes to say that he is a little older, he is old, he was born at the end of the Year of the Ox, and he is about to make the Year of the Tiger.

Ordinary people rely on the year, and they will calculate their age according to the solar year, but he is not willing to put himself into the group of people who belong to the tiger. Especially after getting to know Beibei, he seems to be more resolute. For a while, he even felt that he was in a hurry to belong to the cow in order to be three years old with Beibei, and catch up with the old saying that the female junior hugged the gold brick.

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"Then we are the same age, so don't call you uncle. The old master's words were like a piece of steaming cow dung, smashing on Peng Cheng's face as he approached and wanted to get close. After speaking, he turned around, stretched his waist, made a click, and enjoyed it.

The young man stood behind him, dumbfounded. He actually screamed one uncle after another for a long time, and compared with that guy's happy posture, he felt even more roasted. He couldn't understand how this old guy was so old that he was only twenty-six years old. At this moment, Peng Cheng's heart was cold, this cheap was taken advantage of, and he was in a bad mood than Xiao Min who let himself be caught* that day, he was really aggrieved, he wanted to drag the old man over now and let him call himself uncle again.

"What are you thinking about?" Finding that Peng Cheng didn't follow, the little old guy yelled at him, the young man wanted to laugh, this guy opened his mouth to say something, and the dirty face of that body seemed to have received an order, and suddenly flew everywhere.

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After walking for a long time, he finally arrived at the place, and the little old man stopped. Seriously, Peng Cheng couldn't tell the difference, he looked around for a long time, this place was the same as all the places he had just walked through, wasn't it the same? What's the difference? It's all piles of bricks, piles of dirt, and people wearing orange and yellow hard hats, what's the difference.

The young man wondered in his heart, how did this deflated calf know that this was the place? Now his mood is terrible, he has been annoying him all the way, this guy is really not human, he is looking for those difficult places to walk, there are ditches and pits, up and down, deep and shallow, he walks straight and wants to cut him.

The old man stood for a while, did not speak, and then walked forward, and he walked towards a deeper pit in the middle, where there were stacks of neatly stacked red bricks, long in a row, I don't know how many stacks there were, and the stack of red bricks closest to them was scattered all over the place, presumably accidentally knocked down, and the old man walked towards the scattered red bricks.

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Walking to the pile of red bricks, the old guy looked down for a long time, picked up two pieces from the pile of loose bricks, and when he turned around and saw that Peng Cheng was still standing far away, he shouted at Peng Cheng to come over a little.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing that he was carrying two bricks, the young man was naturally very distrustful in his heart, who was this going to smash? He pondered, but did not move.

"Then can you fall on it yourself?" Seeing that Peng Cheng was only standing at a distance and looking at him, and he didn't come over, the old guy was very unhappy, he threw the brick to the side and sat on it. Cocking Erlang's legs, he didn't look at people: "Do you like to do it or not, you don't like to do it, just say something accurate." ”

These two people are typical of the wrong way, Peng Cheng wanted to go up and kick him in the face when he saw this old guy, but he didn't dare. If you really beat this old guy, then this hard-won job will be completely smashed.

A migrant worker with bricks can be dragged like this, although he didn't dare to kick him, he was still angry. He has never suffered such a loss since he was a child, let him work, he can't stop doing it. I had a quarrel with my daughter-in-law yesterday, and now I have quit my job in the bathhouse for this job, and I don't even have a way out. He can't do such a thing of looking for death, but this old deflated only son will definitely not give it.

Thinking about whether Peng Cheng was entangled, he swayed and dodged over: "Then why don't you say what? Just let me squat." ”

"Alright. The old man said impatiently, like an uncle, the little eyes wiped hard, for fear that Peng Cheng wouldn't be able to see it, and said so provocatively: "Falling bricks, don't you squat?"

The young man scolded in his heart, and while scolding, he turned around and half-squatted down.

"You go low. ”

Peng Cheng turned around, smiled, and lowered his body downward.

"Squat again. The little old man said impatiently, and Peng Cheng squatted again.

This time it may be comfortable, the old deflated only son stood up, and he was lazy again, and he finished clicking the joints, and then began to stack the bricks neatly on Peng Cheng's back, getting higher and higher, until his head.