Chapter 161: God is responsible for me, I am not an accomplice

After dawn, Dahong leaned on the bamboo chair, his mind was cloudy and blank. Yang Wenkai got up and said, "Dad, I'm going to be late for school." Dahong took Wu Dime and handed it to him and said, "Yes, Dad is not feeling well, you can eat some and go to school." "Okay."

Hua Mei opened the door and entered the house, her face pale and painful. Dahong said, "What's the matter? Hua Mei clenched her fist and hit him in the chest, crying out loud.

"It's you, it's you!"

Dahong understands eight or nine points.

"God, you have teased me Yang Dahong many times, I admit it. Why do you want to take away what little I have?! Dahong's roar was sad and sad.

Hua Mei cried and said, "Dahong, I fell into a trap, I'm sorry for you." As long as you are mentally balanced, you can take revenge on me no matter what. ”

"I'm a seven-foot man in vain!"

Dahong waved his hand and slapped himself, Hua Mei grabbed his hand and cried: "Dahong, hit me, hit me!" ”

Dahong broke free of her hand, found the BBP machine in her satchel, and slammed it on the ground.

"Turtle son bastard!"

Dahong was furious and rushed out of the house.

Hua Mei wailed and ran into the bathroom, wanting to wash away the filth of her body with the water stream, and wash away all kinds of humiliation and remorse.

Dahong wandered around aimlessly, and his mind seemed to be beating all the time, as if his heart was broken. The footsteps really couldn't be dragged anymore, so I sat down on a stone bench in the riverside green belt, lit a cigarette and thought of the eve of graduating from college, and received Hua Mei's breakup letter. Now in the vast sea of people, there is no one to rely on to talk to, only to rely on yourself.

Dahong walked along the river to the cargo terminal, where the crane lifted the container high and lifted it onto the ship or shore. Not far to the left, there are several large wooden boats towed by steam rafts, and hundreds of dock porters, busy carrying bags of goods ashore and loading them into cars. Some hummed whistles, some went into battle shirtless, sweat dripping down their dorsal grooves. And everyone smiled, and there was no shadow of fatigue and hardship.

"Ah, isn't that the old intellectual, Zhang Mingchang?"

Dahong walked forward to recognize each other, Zhang Mingchang was surprised and delighted, and the two of them sat down on the nearest pebbles on the riverbank. Dahong said: "Ming Chang, you have been doing this job since you returned to the city?" "Yes. Originally, if my cousin hadn't reached that deal with Zhou Zhibin's father, I wouldn't have been able to do this job. Maybe he is still working as a young grandfather in the Moon River production team today. "Not really. Now even the young people in the village have gone to the city to work. Ming Chang, how have you been all these years? "If one person is full, the whole family will not go hungry." "What do you mean?" "Alas, my wife thinks I'm unproductive and can't find a lot of money, so I ran away with an old man who was doing business last year...... If there is an afterlife, Lao Tzu has made a fortune, and like the ancient emperors, he raises three palaces and six courtyards, and makes up for everything he owes in this life! ”

Zhang Ming's words seem to be real and playful, but he stabs Dahong's heart like a sharp weapon, it hurts so much. Dahong was silent, he took a cigarette and suddenly thought of something, changed the topic and said: "Dahong, listen to Wang Chunqing, your kid is not lucky to break into Shenzhen, how is it now?" "I lost my job and worked for my boss." "Be content, as long as you have something to do. What do you think those cranes and containers mean? "I don't know." "You kid just pretend, it means that our kind of transport team is about to disperse, and the road behind, alas, God knows." "Are you looking for Wang Chunqing to help?" "People go to tea and cool, not to mention things and likes."

Dahong left the dock, raised his head that had been hanging down before, looked at the river flowing eastward, and said in his heart: "Let the river take everything away." God is responsible for me, and I am not an accomplice. ”

It was already afternoon when Dahong returned to the repair yard, and Li De put down his work and said, "Brother Dahong, where have you been?" My sister-in-law called you several times. "I'm going to do something. Do you want to get heat stroke when you're working in the sun like this? "The carport is full, this car is full of fresh goods, the boss is in a hurry, and the bid is generous, so we ......"

Dahong changed into work clothes and repaired with his apprentices, he squatted on the front of the car and used a kilogram wrench to tighten the cylinder head screws, his head was buzzing, and he was sweating profusely on his forehead. Daheng said: "Brother, your face is pale, are you sick?" "It's fine. Get to work. ”

After four o'clock in the afternoon, Li De started the test drive, and Dahong sat on the front of the car to inspect and said: "Refuel slowly...... Hit two more feet of oil. Okay, no problem, turn off. ”

Da Hong wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, jumped off the front of the car, staggered a few steps and fainted, tears and sweat hanging on his pale face......

The burden finally made this tough guy unbearable.