18 bags of cement, 2 cubic meters of sand, up to the 6th floor, no elevator. How much is a cubic meter of sand, the average person has no idea, if a hundred catties are packed into a sack, it can hold about 30 bags, two stands is 60 bags, plus cement, a total of 78 bags.

According to the market price, the minimum is five cents a layer, a bag goes upstairs for 3 yuan, and the 78 bags cost 234, but Lu Songyan was afraid that this job would run away, so he agreed for 200 yuan.

The cement is in bags, but the sand is piled up in front of the building, and they have to bag it with their own spades. This work is generally not done by one person, four or five people have pretended to carry it, and they will change shifts after working for a while. However, there are many people who work, and there are many people when the money is divided, and Lu Songyan hasn't worked for two days, so he is also out of the box today, and he takes this job alone.

For a day, when you are tired, you will take a break and slowly resist.

There was a dirty hand towel on his shoulder, and he was afraid that the sack would wear out the skin, so he grabbed the corner of the sack with his hand, and when he screamed on his body, the sack went on his shoulder. The average person on the sixth floor is out of breath when he goes up, not to mention that there is a bag of 100 catties of cement on his shoulder, and he is the most tired when he goes up to the 5th floor, gritting his teeth and carrying the cement to the sixth floor, the 100 catties are put down, and the body is brisk down.

When I went downstairs, I walked down the six floors, and my strength was almost slow, so I came back while I still had the strength!

In this way, up and down, Lu Songyan had to go back and forth at least 78 times before he could put the 200 yuan in his pocket.

After all, he is a few years old, not as young as he was for a while, just after running four rounds, Lu Songyan felt that his legs were a little weak, and the dirty hand towel was already soaked with sweat. In the hot weather of 30 degrees, I sweated when I moved, and the cement and sweat stuck to my body, and I felt uncomfortable. The perennial work has a number in mind, and you have to slow down at this time, otherwise the more you go on, the more unbearable it will be. He put the cement aside, picked up the shovel, and began to fill the woven bag with sand, which was a break for him.

Another trip, and when I came down the stairs again, I saw my son Lu Qi carrying a bag of cement upstairs, which frightened Lao Lu and hurried to pick it up, "You kid is not good at home, what are you doing here?"

Lu Qi stopped his father with one hand and explained: "Dad, I'm fine, it's okay, I'll help you!"

It has only been more than half a month since the knife was slashed into so deeply, although there is no major problem, but with such intense physical labor, what if the wound is opened? Lu Songyan said that he would not let his son stretch out his hand, and the two were at a stalemate.

After a long time, Lu Songyan couldn't beat his son, and finally compromised: "Forget it, if you want to help me, just help me bag it below." "The work of loading sand is relatively light.

"Downstairs, Xiao Cheng helps dress!"

"How can you get someone to do this?"

"I didn't let him do it, he said - he's my brother!"

As soon as this was mentioned, Lao Lu didn't stop it, the three of them worked, and the progress was much faster, but Lu Songyan didn't dare to treat his son and Xiaocheng as serious labor, the little brothers bagged the sand below, and then sent it to the second floor in shifts, and the remaining four floors Lao Lu went up alone, but there was such a change of shoulders in the middle, and the six-story building was equivalent to becoming a four-story building, and the leg muscles could get more rest, which was much easier.

The sky is gradually darkening, a dark cloud condenses above the head, the black pressure covers the sky and the sun, a cool breeze blows, you can feel the smell of humidity in the air, it is going to rain!

Lu Songyan hurriedly ran down from above, commanding the little brothers, "Hurry up, carry the cement to the corridor first!"

There are only a few bags of cement left, and they have been moved to the corridor in two or three trips, and the sand is not a big problem, but it will increase a lot of weight after the rain.

After the last few bags of cement were carried upstairs, the grandfather hid in the building and looked out, just taking the opportunity to rest. Lu Songyan lit a cigarette, swallowed for a while, and sighed: "Daqi, if you can study, repeat your studies for a year and continue to study, selling stupid strength like my dad is useless!"

Lu Qi shook his head and said, "Dad, I'm not the material for studying, Xiao Cheng said that he would introduce me to a master in two days, and I want to go and see it." ”

Xiaocheng hurriedly answered: "I know the owner of an auto repair factory, learn auto repair, and if you do a big job, you will have an income of four or five thousand a month. ”

Xiao Cheng didn't say anything about learning kung fu, for fear that Lao Lu would not agree, anyway, this is not a lie, kung fu and auto repair are not delayed, and they can learn there.

Seeing that the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, there was no intention of stopping, and the thick clouds in the sky could not be seen at a glance.

"It's good to go and see, I have a raincoat on my electric car, you two can ride home first, I'll finish this work in a while." Lu Songyan saw that the rain would not stop for a while and a half, and was ready to dry in the rain.

At this time, of course, the two couldn't go, and they pushed again, and finally they braved the rain together and began to pack bags of sand.

With young people, Lu Songyan felt that he was also full of energy, although his son was not very good at studying, but fortunately, he was still honest and filial, how could there be such a perfect thing? Wen Xiaocheng next to him, speaking of which is one year younger than his son, these little brothers are considered to be the fate of calling, they are already half of the celebrities on TV, the city's Olympiad champion, now put down his body and can carry sand with his son in the rain, and can make such a friend, it is a blessing for his son!

The rain drenched sand, packed in the sack and dripping out, not in a hurry to carry, first bagged in the dry place of the corridor, dundun, can reduce a lot of weight, after the shoulder, dirty water along the shoulder has been flowing to the waistband of the trousers, cool and dirty, the rain outside is almost wet, and then carry the wet sandbag, that is not a sin that ordinary people can suffer! But the hard work earns this hard money, no ability, can not complain about others.

Two sets of sand and 18 bags of cement were finally carried upstairs, and the employer was lying on the sofa in the house playing with his mobile phone, and he didn't come out to see, Lu Songyan was embarrassed to open his mouth if he wanted money, knocked on the door and said: "Boss, it's all carried up, I'll borrow you a water pipe to flush." ”

At this time, the grandfather was basically soaked, working shirtless, his body was covered with sand and dirty water, and he was also stained with a lot of cement on his back before, and the rain washed away, one by one. The tap water from the water pipe was flushed from head to toe, and the spirit shivered, but at least he was clean and like a person.

The dirty hand towel was washed several times before it was washed out, and the two children were wiped dry, and then their hair was half dry, Lu Songyan walked into the back room again and said to the employer on the sofa: "Boss, the work is done." ”

The employer is a middle-aged man with a small flat head, not tall, slightly fat, and does not know what to do, but fits the physical characteristics of a chef with a "big head and a thick neck".

"It's done? It's pretty fast, I'll see. ”

Xiao Pingtou stood up and walked to the living room to see that the cement was stacked against the wall in two layers, and the sand was piled up a little further from the living room.

"Hey, why am I all wet with this sand?"

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At least the word, I still think it's more promising to carry sand.