Of course.

Her last sentence was just between her teeth, muttering in a low voice, after all, being heard by acquaintances in the nearby countryside will also make people feel that her own mother treats people meanly.

The second son on the side also smiled weirdly: "Yes~ Boss, you said that your parents raised you so big, and they didn't let you support your old age, what are you still talking about, people~ You must know how to be grateful! Go to the city to work for the factory owner, and you won't starve to death! If you have a sweeter mouth for the managers in the factory, people ~~~~ may also promote you." Don't forget to come back and bring my younger brother when the time comes~"

The boss, who is not good at talking bad words, has a dark face and a stuffy head to clean up his salute.

Even if he didn't know it again, he had heard from a merchant who passed by that none of the factories and workshops in the city was a devil's cave that ate people and didn't spit out bones.

In addition, he used to buy some comic books for children's literacy from a passing foot trader, and asked people for advice to learn some words.

I also know that there are many assembly line workshops in the city, working fourteen or fifteen hours a day, and even eating, drinking, and sleeping a day, only seven or eight hours of rest, and it is seven days a week.

Work until you are completely numb physically and mentally, or until you fall ill and go out to die.

But this treatment is still sleeping on the street, and people who have eaten the last meal but not the next meal are rushed to drill in.

In Hegel's youth now, perhaps the first few years were still holding up.

But if he is a little older, close to 30 years old, his physique begins to deteriorate slowly, and he will slowly get sick.

Then, he will gradually get out of a small problem and a big problem, until one day his body can't hold it anymore and he collapses and is carried out.

And if you work in a factory, you don't dare to rest more when you are sick, so you will be deducted from your wages.

If you don't have much savings to see a doctor and buy medicine, and you don't dare to ask for leave to rest, you will be replaced and expelled, and you will end up on the streets without food, like beggars from other places, you will be ostracized and bullied by the local beggars and you can only starve to death in the end.

If they die of illness at work, a few bosses who still have a little "conscience" may also notify their families and give dozens of coppers as funeral expenses, and those who are ruthless will directly let their subordinates be carried to the mass grave outside the city and thrown away.

That's why some people, like the local beggars, join the gang Ribai Pier to steal money, kidnap and extort money, and collect protection money for them. After all, as long as you don't provoke people who can't be provoked and killed, you can barely survive.

And those workers who died of sweatshop overwork are just as doomed to a dead end as those miners who had accidents in black mines, and the mine bosses who died in mining accidents have already greeted the government and reported them as missing persons, and they don't have to trouble others to dig pits when they are buried inside.

As for the bankrupt refugees, laborers, and miners who did not report their whereabouts and household registration in the local government?

That's also a person?

You're kidding, it's not even the number in the official's household register.

Counting them in the dead population will also affect political performance.

What mine owner would admit to using illegal labor, or even cheap underage labor, mentally retarded slave labor, illegal slavery bought from human traffickers?

They are all "invisible people" who do not exist.

The mine bosses are all law-abiding and respectable people, and which of the servants below will take care of their idle business. Behind them are all rich and noble people with hands and eyes, either they are related to their top bosses, or they have used money to dredge up to His Majesty the King.

Even if there are Diao people who want to play their lives in the royal capital, and roll the nail bed to hit Deng Wen and sound the drum to complain, it is also to be intercepted and arrested halfway by the heroes of the green forest and brought back to the psychiatric hospital, and even directly killed the tigers, wolves and wild dogs who were fed in the wild ~~~

"Alright. But seeing that his father, who had never walked out of a hundred miles in his life, took a puff of smoke and said to him firmly: "When you go to the city to find a job, you must remember to listen to the words of other people's bosses and do things seriously." People must ~ shouldn't treat you too badly, the worst ~ the worst should also have something to eat, you will never starve to death if you work with hands and feet. “

"It's hard to say how long our field will be planted, and one day I heard from the steward of the farm that the king didn't seem to be satisfied with the work of the people below. I feel that we are either too lazy in farming, or some people have secretly eaten and sold public grain, and the economic benefits have not been able to go up. Therefore, ah~ To reform the official field, a few eunuchs in the palace were sent to be supervisors earlier. Later, he said that the king seemed to be intent on transforming our official land into private ownership. Contracted to those big landlords and wealthy businessmen to carry out efficient management in line with the market economy. The palace sent people here to watch the account book dividends, and when the time came, the management work such as hiring people to farm would be done by those big bosses. Now that there are so many displaced people, in order to survive, people may be willing to accept the rent of 6 or 7 percent so high!! it is really difficult to say whether they can eat this mouthful of food at that time~"

"You're in the city now, maybe it's a way to live. Get on the road early, get to the city labor market early to look for work, and I've heard relatives from neighboring villages who go to the city to find work. Or~ you go to the merchant ship at the dock and see if anyone needs a boatman. Just be careful not to be tricked by human traffickers into being sold as slaves in other places, or cutting off organs and dying. ”

The eldest son wiped away his tears as he listened, and finally knelt down and cried, "Father, the boy is gone." Take care of yourself...... Uh-huh, woo-woo-woo......"

Loud cries.

The teenage cousin next to him was also infected and cried, the peasant family didn't want to marry each other too far, in that era of underdeveloped transportation, if you marry your daughter thousands of miles away, you may not see each other in this life.

The little girl sobbed and begged while wiping her tears: "Uncle~ Don't let Cousin Heizi go~~~~Woo woo~~~Don't let ~~~ him go." "Where do children know the hardships of adults? I just think that my brother is good to her, he will buy maltose to coax her to eat, and he will make her laugh with grass grasshoppers and bamboo windmills, so such a good cousin is naturally reluctant.

The thin black young man opposite also had red eyes, and came up to wipe her tears, touched the little girl's bun and comforted her softly.

The only aunt among the relatives who came to see her off pulled her daughter to the back and reprimanded: "What are you crying about?!! it's not that you won't see your big black cousin in the future, be good in the future, let your big cousin go with peace of mind!" The little girl didn't dare to make a sound because of her mother's majesty, but she just lowered her head and didn't dare to cry, but she couldn't hold back the smiling face of an adult, she just kept wiping her tears.

The aunt, with a farmer's face and a slight smile, seemed to have been hesitating to do something.

This middle-aged woman, who looked twenty years older than her actual age, had been grinding for a long time.

Finally, he took out a heavy small bag from his bosom, on which a plain white dandelion pattern was carried with a talc pen.

With some reluctance, she stuffed a cloth bag about half the size of a palm into his hand, and said with a look of regret: "Here are a few baked tree cakes (Note 1) that my aunt made for you in the morning, although they are not much, but they can also make you pad your stomach on the road." In the future, don't forget your aunt and your cousin. You must remember it~~~"