Xie Guangshen had already prepared for the worst, thinking about becoming a truck driver in the future, so he didn't want Zhang Luo to go on strike and protest, and he usually went out honestly, and he didn't have much contact with young people like Lu Haorong, but now Lao Li and Xiaohou, who have the best relationship, want to participate, and out of favor, it is difficult for him to stay out of the matter.

There was silence for a moment, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was as cold as the air in the minus thirty degrees.

"Since no one has any objections, then tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning, gather at the gate of the county government, drive a car, bring your own food, the county leaders don't tell us that we will never finish, people who don't know the news will notify each other." Lu Haorong waved his hand, left a sentence viciously, and left with his friend who had a better relationship with him.

Lu Haorong, who was the most capable of making trouble, left, Xie Guangshen, Lao Li, and Little Monkey also left, and the rest of the people hesitated for a moment, and finally none of them walked into Jinhui Company to pay the fine, and drove away one after another.

After all, a thousand yuan has to be exchanged for hard work and sweat, but if possible, who is willing to pay for the company? It is unknown what the outcome of the strike and protest will be, but whether it succeeds or fails, it always gives people some hope, failure is not a terrible thing, and if it succeeds, it will be equivalent to saving a thousand dollars.

On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, at six o'clock in the morning, the sky gradually whitened.

Due to the heavy snow for a few days, and it is to catch up with most of the New Year's sanitation workers holiday, so except for the main street, the snow on other roads has not been cleared, and the thick snow has imprinted many ruts on the road, and people often slip and fall when walking on it, and bicycles and motorcycles are even more dangerous.

Shen Dapeng, who has no entertainment and drinking, habitually gets up early to run, the temperature is very low in the morning, even if he wears a thick down jacket, he will be blown by the cold wind for a few minutes outside, fortunately, running is a good aerobic exercise for exercising, at the end of three kilometers, Shen Dapeng not only did not freeze, but his forehead and back were sweating.

After the morning jog, Shen Dapeng went to the breakfast stall in the morning market to buy pies, steamed buns, and tofu brains, and walked slowly home with a half-rest.

The owner of the motorcycle was wearing a helmet, wearing a thick green military coat, the helmet covered his cheeks, and his expression could not be seen, but it could be seen from the constantly shaking handlebars that the owner was about to lose control of the motorcycle.

The motorcycle was about to get close, Shen Dapeng and several people around him dodged one after another, there was no danger, the motorcycle passed by, and no one was injured, but Shen Dapeng stepped on the slippery rut mark, slipped under his feet, and sat on a fart pier.

"Hey, how did you ride and almost hit someone."

"The road is slippery in winter, won't you drive slower?"

The people who had just dodged next to him pointed to the back of the motorcycle owner and pointed to the back of the motorcyclist, and some well-wishers helped Shen Dapeng up, "Young man, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay."

Shen Dapeng cleaned the snow stains on his body, but found that his hands were stained with a lot of greasy, and when he picked up the breakfast packed in his hand, he saw that the plastic bag containing the tofu brain had been broken, and the viscous liquid was flowing out of the hole the size of his fingernails.

"This man is drinking, isn't he? The road is slippery and still driving so fast in snow. ”

"Bang!!"

Shen Dapeng thought about it all over, and suddenly heard a dull collision sound, followed the sound to find that it was the direction in which the motorcycle left, and raised his eyes to look at the street auxiliary road about two hundred meters away, and gradually some people stopped to watch.

Shen Dapeng looked closely, it seemed that the motorcycle had just collided with a human-powered tricycle, "The motorcycle is driving so fast, it really has an accident......

"Mom, it seems to have hit quite hard, is that red blood? It's scary, it's scary......"

In the snow and ice, the bright red blood was extremely dazzling, and a woman suddenly covered her mouth and screamed in horror, so frightened that she retreated again and again, and did not even have the courage to see the excitement, carrying a bag of breakfast she had just bought, and staggered around and left.

"Not really, right?"

Shen Dapeng helplessly shook the tofu brain that was about to be spilled, and then laughed at the woman who ran away in panic, thinking that it was not just a motorcycle hitting a tricycle, no matter how powerful it was, what could it be, but when he saw a small pool of blood stains in the snow, he suddenly realized that the situation was not good, threw his breakfast aside, and strode towards the place where the collision occurred.

He was not a nosy idler, and he was not at all interested in the gossip of old women who got together to gossip about various families; When an unfamiliar person encounters difficulties, he will not take the initiative to intervene if he does not ask for him; But now there is a car accident, and if the traffic accident is serious, it can even threaten his life, and he will definitely not stand idly by at a critical moment.

Shen Dapeng ran to the scene of the accident, the motorcycle was thrown out seven or eight meters away on the slippery road, the tricycle was overturned to the ground, and a little boy in the car was carrying a schoolbag, like a primary school student, so frightened that he curled up and did not dare to move.

People are standing five or six meters away, only Shen Dapeng approached, and when he got closer, he saw that the owner of the tricycle and the owner of the motorcycle were just lying on the ground babbling and wailing in pain, and the dazzling blood in the snow was not the two of them, but a plastic bag that flowed out, which looked like pig blood.

"Whew! It's also scary. ”

Shen Dapeng wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and first helped the closer motorcycle owner up, the motorcycle owner was in a good state, but he was holding his waist in pain, limping, and it was estimated that he was twisted.

He picked up the little boy in the tricycle again, and when Shen Dapeng helped to realign the tricycle, he suddenly saw the owner of the tricycle who was trying to get up with his hands on the ground, "Uncle Su? ”

"Roc? Extend...... Roc! ”

The owner of the tricycle is actually Su Su's father, Su Huaren.

"Uncle Su, are you okay?" Shen Dapeng hurriedly helped Su Huaren up.

"I'm fine, let's see if I hurt the child." Su Huaren's first thought was not himself, but the little boy riding his tricycle, who anxiously wanted to take care of it, but his left leg couldn't exert any strength, so he could only snuggle up on one leg next to the saddle with the support of Shen Dapeng.

"Uncle Su, you hurt your leg, right? Don't move, I'll take a look. ”

Shen Dapeng checked the little boy's situation, fortunately the tricycle was protected by a plastic shed, the little boy was simply scared, and did not suffer any damage, and the situation was better than that of the motorcycle owner.

"It's okay if the child is fine, it's okay if the child is okay."

Su Huaren couldn't stop nagging, this child is a student of the second experimental primary school in the county, and the parents asked Su Huaren to pick up the child to go to school every morning, and give 100 yuan a month, the requirement is that the child will arrive at school on time for safety, and then send it home safely after school, if something happens to the child, he really can't explain to the child's parents.