But in good conscience, the post office really has no practical meaning for the people now. After all, there are so many express companies now, not only high efficiency, but also good service, door-to-door pick-up, door-to-door delivery, as small as a letter, large to indoor furniture, can be delivered by courier companies; On the contrary, the post office is slow, time, and even more infuriating is that the service attitude is very bad, under the rules of the market economy, the post office will gradually withdraw from the public eye, replaced by the courier companies, and the post office is incarnated as postal savings.

I was still thinking about it, and the old man said to the crane driver: "Little brother, can you stop for a while?" The crane driver poked out his big head, rolled his dead fish eyes, and said contemptuously, "What are you doing?" After speaking, he spat outside and continued to start the demolition work.

"Heaven is evil, you can do it, you can't live if you do it yourself." Wang Daoren threw down such a sentence, slowly returned to my side, picked up the big wine gourd from behind his back as he walked, and began to drink mouth-to-mouth, and glanced at the construction site from time to time.

Actually, I don't feel like I blame the crane driver for this, you don't look at your own body with a dead cow's nose, they all say that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, your old robe outside, the chest is a black piece of oil-stained twist, wearing a pair of cyan cloth shoes, saying that it is cyan, except for the upper and a little bit of cyan, the rest of the place is mud, although the hair on the head is in a bun, but also does not wear a crown, the hair is like a magpie's nest, and oily, with a broken hairpin, and a broken gourd on the back, All black hair, beard is white and yellow, as soon as you open your mouth, you are full of alcohol, like a drunkard who drinks too much, you talk about this outfit, which normal person can take care of you?

However, according to my short-term contact with Lao Dao, this girl is absolutely the master of where there is something to do, if he talks to the crane driver, it is estimated that there should be something in this, but whether this matter is big or small at this moment I am not sure, but as long as I stay by the side of this old road, I will not suffer a loss, and I can still see the excitement. After making up my mind, I obediently stood beside this sloppy old man, ready to watch the excitement again.

I saw that the crane driver continued to work scolding, and the scolding was also very ugly, and this article has been brushed aside. When the post office was dismantled, there were no accidents, but when it was dismantled to the outside post box, something happened.

When the hook of the crane just touched the mailbox, I found that the eyes of the old man next to me who had not woken up suddenly opened, and then looked at the crane driver, as if there were many worms crawling on him, and then the driver stretched out his hands and scratched his whole body up and down, regardless of how the crane worked.

I watched the crane driver closely, and he was scratching his back at first, then his head, and then all over his body. "Did you come across something unclean?" I whispered to the old man beside me, "Don't worry, as long as the mailbox is not broken, he will be fine." After Wang Daoren replied to me, he continued to stare intently at the driver in front of him.

The crane driver scratched Zuihou, it is estimated that he couldn't stand it, and jumped out of the car with a "whoop" voice, not counting jumping out, he kept rolling on the ground, rubbing the ground with his back, and his hands were also scratching other parts of his body.

Losing the driver's control, the hook of the crane shook from side to side a few times before swinging towards the mailbox. said that it was too late and that it was fast, and the sloppy old man saw that it was not good, so he rushed to the side of the post box with a "whoosh", "Open!" With the shout of the old way, the hook that had just swung over was taken away from the post box by the old way, which scared me a lot.

Everyone should have seen the hook on the crane, the force of picking up is not small, if it hits a person, the lightest must be a fracture, and the old road dares to meet it head-on, and use the force to change the direction of the hook shaking, that palm, that posture, that demeanor, quite Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng's style, amazing!

After changing the direction of the hook, Lao Dao quickly chased to the bottom of the hook, gently held the hook with both hands, and then slowly put the hook in the middle position to stop swinging.

It's strange to say, the hook just stopped swinging, the driver who rolled on the ground was fine, and he didn't scratch it, and he didn't rub his back against the ground, maybe he was just too frightened, or he consumed too much physical strength, and the driver curled up in a ball at this time, lying motionless in place, or if he didn't look carefully, he thought he was hanging.

After holding the hook of the crane on the sloppy old road, he turned his head and shouted to me: "Help him aside, it's freezing this day, don't look back and freeze out again." "Looks like I'm thinking about it too. So I walked quickly to the crane driver and tried to lift him up. Fortunately, there was snow on the ground where the driver rolled, so it was only a large dirty piece of his back, and it didn't hurt the flesh inside, which is probably why Lao Dao didn't shoot immediately.

THE CRANE DRIVER ESTIMATED THAT HE WAS ALSO SCARED TO PEE (PRONOUNCED SHUI), AND WITH MY SUPPORT, WHILE WALKING, HIS BODY TREMBLED, AND FINALLY I TOOK THE GIRL TO A SHELTERED WALL, "ARE YOU OKAY?" I asked with concern, and the other looked at me in horror and shook his head.

This Nima is also too annoying, are you shaking your head or is it okay? It's really choking, this crane driver is useless in his life, but anyone who does great things must have the psychological quality of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him and not changing his face. It's like a joke: the leader in the elevator was with two employees, but the leader let out a very stinky fart, the male employee quickly said that he didn't put it himself, and the female employee looked at the leader in confusion, and the leader calmly said that he put it himself. The next day, the male employee was dismissed on the grounds that he couldn't take on any big things, so what was the use of keeping them?

After the sloppy old man got the hook of the crane and saw that my side was all in order, he began to squat next to the mailbox, babbling in some language that I didn't understand. It's probably just more than ten minutes of time, okay, I don't have a watch, and I didn't buy a watch last year, if anyone pities me, give me one, haha!

After finishing speaking, the sloppy old road stood up, and I saw that the driver next to me was not trembling, so I asked the crane driver to squat against the wall and came to Wang Daoren's side, "Wang Daoren, are you done?" Lao Dao looked at me a little angrily and said, "Children don't care about what they say, what does it mean to deal with it, it's obviously done." ”

to be continued