"You asked me to take hundreds of yuan to those co-workers......" Jiao Xue felt embarrassed, "What do you think kid?" ”

A few hundred dollars can be exchanged for a father's leg, how worth it!

My father didn't have to go to work and was spared, but she couldn't guarantee the safety of others.

Maybe someone goes to work for his father, and he will suffer the same work injury as his father, but it may not be.

After all, a different person changes a fate.

For the unknowable, Zhao Huanhuan certainly hopes not to hurt the innocent.

If the substitute worker was really going to be injured like her father, she would have to find a hateful person to die in her place.

Compared with innocent workers, it is naturally suitable for Lin Xiehe.

Workers on the construction site are often injured in the tunnel, and after the workers of Yunnan nationality and noble nationality are injured, even if their legs are amputated, they can only get a few thousand yuan in compensation.

Even those who were unfortunately stoned to death in the tunnel may be quietly buried by the black-hearted boss, and this person will never be found.

Even on this lowest construction site, there is still racial discrimination.

If Lin Xiehe is injured, he will definitely get the most compensation, after all, he prides himself on being a southeasterner and is very noble.

And Aunt Feng also relied on herself to be from the southeast, so she didn't have to look at other workers on the construction site.

"Are you worried about money, or are you tired of what those workers are doing?" Zhao Huanhuan asked Jiao Xue.

"Those people have no relatives and no reason for us, why can't they get used to it, what they do has nothing to do with us, right?" Jiao Xue said.

"Then my aunt is just worried about money?" Zhao Huanhuan looked at Jiao Xue's beautiful face, "If money can be exchanged for life, is my aunt still distressed?" ”

Jiao Xue was asked by Zhao Huanhuan, and a strange thought arose in her heart.

I haven't seen her for more than half a year, and her niece seems to have changed.

Jiao Xue had a lot of questions in her heart, but she didn't ask.

She is an introverted person, and she is different from Jiao Sanfeng in appearance and personality.

"Auntie, don't worry about it, you're still worried about whether your uncle went with those workers, because you can't find his people."

After Zhao Huanhuan's reminder, Jiao Xue hurriedly went to find Pingcheng.

There was no extra room in the shed, and the couple lived in the house of the commissary proprietress for the past two days.

The proprietress saw Jiao Xue hurriedly walking back, so she said, "Sister Xue, go and see your husband, he seems to be sick." ”

Why is Zhao Guoshan sick and Pingcheng also sick?

Jiao Xue muttered in her heart, do the two brothers-in-law have such a tacit understanding about getting sick?

Jiao Xue went to the room and saw Pingcheng lying on the bed, his face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans were coming out of his forehead.

"What's wrong?" Jiao Xue asked anxiously.

"My stomach hurts again." Heijo said bitterly.

"What then? It's a poor and remote place, far away from the county seat, and it's not convenient to buy medicine. ”

Jiao Xue is actually distressed about money.

She doesn't have much money in her pocket, and if she goes to buy medicine, plus the travel expenses, it is estimated that it will not be enough.

"Let's go find Huanhuan and borrow some money."

Heijo is a self-respecting person, and he is reluctant to let her borrow money from his niece, but his stomach hurts so badly that he wants to die.

Jiao Xue thought about it, there was no other way than to find Zhao Huanhuan to get money.

Before Jiao Xue went out, Zhao Huanhuan came and brought medicine.

"I heard that my uncle was sick, so I brought stomach medicine."

Zhao Huanhuan's medicine was taken from Zhao Guoshan's room.

Zhao Guoshan usually keeps some medicine in his room to treat colds, fevers or heat stroke.

These drugs are certainly not effective for stomach problems.

Why didn't Zhao Huanhuan go to Xiaozheng's ability space to get medicine? Because she still needs Heijo to be sick a little longer.

Heijo took cold medicine, and the stomach pain did not decrease, but the cold medicine made people sleepy, so Heijo fell asleep in a daze.

I fell asleep with a painful expression on my face.

Pingcheng fell asleep and stopped calling, Jiao Xue naturally thought that Pingcheng's stomach problem was cured.

So, I fell asleep quietly until the third watch in the middle of the night.

Outside the shed, someone was shouting, "Oh no! Something happened! ”

Zhao Huanhuan opened his eyes and saw that Zhao Guoshan had already gotten up from the bed.

These two people, Zhao Huanhuan has been sleeping at the feet of Zhao Guoshan.

"Dad, what are you going to do? Still sick to your stomach? Zhao Huanhuan pretended to be confused and asked.

"My stomach is already healed, but it seems to be saying that someone has something wrong in the tunnel."

"Something happened, what can you do? You're not a doctor. ”

"Sleep, Daddy go and see." Zhao Guoshan is a kind-hearted person who has a good relationship with his co-workers, no matter who is injured, he doesn't want to see it.

"I'll see if I can take a hand, someone has to carry me on the way to the hospital, right?"

Zhao Guoshan said and opened the door and walked out.

"Dad, I'll go with you." Zhao Huanhuan wanted to see with her own eyes who was injured, she wasn't sure that it must be Lin Xiehe, who was on the shift, or it could be other workers on the normal shift.

"What can you do as a child? Let's sleep. ”

Zhao Huanhuan didn't care, got up as soon as he got up, put on his shoes and ran out.

The daughter had already run out, and Zhao Guoshan didn't say anything, leading Zhao Huanhuan to the mouth of the tunnel.

When I got out of the shed, I met Jiao Xue and Pingcheng and his wife.

"I heard that someone was hurt." Heijo has a stuttering problem, and he stutters when he is excited or nervous.

Zhao Huanhuan looked at the weak Pingcheng and shook his head in his heart: It seems that the little uncle is still very uncomfortable, but he didn't expect to be so gossipy.

It's a common human disease to love to watch the excitement.

The tunnel is not far from the shed, and there is a cross-border highway to it.

At the moment it was already full of workers.

Zhao Huanhuan and the four of them heard Aunt Feng's cry from a distance.

As soon as he heard the cry, Zhao Huanhuan was relieved: sure enough, Lin Xiehe was injured.

Zhao Guoshan was in a hurry, and trotted all the way: "It's your uncle Xiehe!" ”

In the open space at the mouth of the tunnel, the workers were inside and out, Lin Xiehe was lying on the ground moaning~ groaning, his wife and Aunt Feng were kneeling next to the ghost crying wolf howling: "Xiehe, Xiehe, you are a substitute shift, there is such a big thing on behalf of the substitute, it is really unlucky, who are you unlucky for?" ”

"Brother Xiehe, Brother Xiehe, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Guoshan had already run over.

Aunt Feng raised her head and glared at Zhao Guoshan viciously, "How is it?" Are you blind and don't see? It was supposed to be your class tonight, Zhao Guoshan! ”

Zhao Guoshan was originally entangled in this matter in his heart, but now he feels even more guilty when he sees Lin Xiehe's tragic situation.

was questioned by Aunt Feng, and could only bow her head and admit it.

"What is Aunt Feng talking about? If my dad had been working, maybe there wouldn't have been an accident, my dad has been working on the construction site for so long, when did something happen? Uncle Xiehe's own skills are not perfect, and Aunt Feng is embarrassed to rely on others? And is it time to be held accountable? Shouldn't you think about treatment first? ”

"Yes, yes, this kid is right, did you call an ambulance?" The crowd began to speak.

"Ambulance! Did the ambulance call? ”

Aunt Feng also became nervous.

"It's been too long for the ambulance to come, so let's take the car directly to the hospital here, and hurry up." It was proposed.

"Yes, yes, let's call a taxi directly." Aunt Feng has no master of the six gods, and she thinks that whoever comes up with an idea is right.

Only the big boss has a small car on the construction site.