The emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts, and in the afternoon, God was moved, and suddenly there were no more bricks on the construction site. The thick-necked foreman came, and the big leather shoes were rubbed with mud, and he said that in a group of two, one came with bricks on his back, and the other handed it to the bricklayer. Just handed it over, Peng Chengle was happy, he looked back at Lao Guan, and he was unhappy again. The other groups of brick movers are all veterans handing bricks, and novices are back, and when they heard this, Peng Cheng's heart was half cold again.

"Lao Peng, what's that, you hand over the bricks, I'll move them. Lao Guan still had the big yellow teeth, his face was full of wrinkles with a smile, he patted Peng Cheng's arm and shook off the loess.

Brother is really a good brother, but it's a pity that we can't do it ourselves! Peng Cheng forced the remaining half of the box of cigarettes to Lao Guan: "Brother, don't you, I owe you, I can't do this work if you don't accept it." ”

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In the afternoon on the construction site, the scorching sun was comparable to that of a tiger, and it was okay for the old man to pass, but Peng Cheng was bald again. The sun is blazing, the enthusiasm is incomparable, it's really sunning! Peng Cheng's white and clean back was burned red. Lao Guan found a camouflage uniform that looked like he had been ripped off the corpse and put it on him, and it was a little better, but the neckline always couldn't cover it, and it was red. The rough neckline rubbed Peng Cheng's almost ripe skin back and forth, and then dipped in the salty smell of sweat, which hurt very much. Fortunately, Lao Guan got Peng Cheng some water to wipe every time he came over, but it was also a symptom but not a cure, and he was about to be kneaded.

Originally, Peng Cheng thought that handing bricks was a good job, but he didn't know until he did it, but no matter how good it was, it was not as tiring as moving bricks, but he had to bend down back and forth, pick up the bricks, and then lift them above his head. The worst thing is this lower waist, Peng Cheng stretched it in the morning*, and it was only in the afternoon that he was able to call it out, bending over as if he wanted his life, and then raised it above his head and died again, the bricklayer on the scaffold looked at the buddy who handed the bricks under him with a smile: "Brother, what's the matter, there is?"

What is there, Peng Cheng doesn't, if he can have it, he won't do this job!

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"Brother, your body is not the material for this work!"

When he ate, Peng Cheng was so painful that he couldn't eat, his flesh hurt, his skin hurt, his back hurt, and the pain made him worry so much. He sat upright, Lao Guan saw that he was uncomfortable, so he said again: "Brother, we are this cheap life, it's okay to do anything, but I think you are choking enough, don't be tired like this, you just say that if you are sexually blind, you have to be a traffic policeman, so can it be good?" After speaking, Lao Guan lowered his head, he took two mouthfuls of rice, and left with dishes and chopsticks.

Peng Cheng watched Lao Guan carry his back away, but he didn't say anything, he understood the meaning of this, but he didn't believe in evil, the key was that he didn't want to believe in evil, even if it hurt to death, he Peng Cheng had to endure it. He can't afford to give this job and give him a hundred yuan a day! Although Bei Bei always said that he didn't want this money, it was always good to be able to give it to her, and if he didn't have money, he would be in trouble sooner or later, he knew better than anyone else. He must do it, even if he dies on this construction site, he will have to do it, man! Since ancient times, he has been fighting for such a little mating right, and no one is the same, this is the fate of men, fate.

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"Let's stop it. Bei Bei watched Peng Cheng climb into bed with more and more difficulty, and he didn't know how to help him, for a long time, he could only do it himself. Finally he lay down, and suddenly unloaded all the strength of his body, and there was a clicking sound on the young man's waist, and the two of them turned their heads in unison, staring at each other.

"Daughter-in-law, did you hear it?" Peng Cheng pretended to smile calmly, the muscles at the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he asked Beibei.

"How's that? where does it hurt?" the girl seemed to be even more flustered, and she reached out to touch his waist, "What is this? ”

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt, it's much better when it rings, it's a little stronger than just now. ”

It's not like yesterday, today Peng Cheng can't eat watermelon by himself, Bei Bei digs him with a spoon to eat, maybe his mouth is everywhere, she laughs crookedly, Peng Cheng also laughs, laughs so hard that he frowns, and squeezes out a sentence from between his teeth.

"My belly hurts. ”

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Love is not better than anyone else.

When I was a child, I watched the eighty-three version of the Condor Shooting, Bei Bei was still a child, and what she could understand was who was more beautiful, at that time, in her eyes, girls were only beautiful or not beautiful. A few days ago, I don't know which satellite TV was reluctant to spend money, and broadcast the 83 version of the Condor again, and the girls in it were all scum. There is a person named Mu Nianci, who fell in love with that bad boy Yang Kang, he really made him angry, he knew that he was a brute, but she loved him, no matter how Yang Kang hurt her, she just loved him, and she loved him to death, you said that she was not cheap!

A man's lifelong feelings want to be a stock market K-line, after all, it is always high and low, just say which woman relies on her own strength, defeats all opponents, and holds the hearts of the old man tightly for the rest of her life. But young Bei Bei still believes in the story of a man who has been waiting for a woman for ten years, so even if Peng Cheng has no news, she is still at ease, maybe it is the man's flaws that give her confidence? Who knows? Or, she just didn't think much about it, and more importantly, even Peng Cheng himself didn't think much about it.

On the third day of going to the construction site, Bei Bei called Peng Cheng when he went out early as usual, he said that he was on the bus, she asked him if he had breakfast, he said that he could take it to Laoguan, and finally Bei Bei asked him if he could still do it, he said: "You open a room and I'll go back immediately, you see if I can do it." ”

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"Hey, hey, what's your last name?" was a native Northeast man on the phone, he curled his tongue, and he couldn't tell who he was talking to.

"My surname is Wen, are you looking for me?" the girl usually agreed coldly, absent-mindedly.

She said her surname was Wen. The Northeast man repeated it to the person next to him.

"You bring it to me. Bei Bei heard Peng Cheng shouting from far away on the phone: "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law." ”

Finally, Peng Cheng got the phone: "Daughter-in-law, you come to the construction site now, hurry up, I hurt my waist." ”