Lu Songyan is an honest person, and since he was slashed five years ago, he has become even more honest.

Laborers are a kind of handyman, although they can support their families, they are not considered formal jobs, and there is no pension insurance, let alone housing provident fund. A few years earlier, Dongfeng Town could not afford to support so many idle laborers, and these handymen and odd workers had to go to the big city to eat.

On the embankment by the Siyuan River, a group of people in work clothes squatted or sitting, gathered near the decoration material store and waited for people to be hired, and over time a gathering point was formed, which was equivalent to an open-air labor market, and everyone in the town who wanted to hire people to work came here.

Waiting for someone to be hired in a fixed place is called lying on the ground in the jargon.

Handymen are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, electricians generally have read secondary school, some have electrician certificates, is considered to be the best in this, carpentry, bricklayer is also a technical work, craftsmanship is family tradition, but also has their own pride. The technical content of plumbing and plumbing is the lowest, except for smashing the wall to resist sand, basically no one will hire it, so the laborers are generally partnered with other types of work, electricians need to walk the line pipe, and some of the work of planing the wall is done by themselves. The same is true for bricklayers, the work of carrying cement on the sand is generally not done by the bricklayers themselves, and whoever to call at this time is money.

The small market also has its own rivers and lakes, where there are two kinds of labor, one is brainy, and the merchants in the furniture city are related, specifically responsible for delivery and handling. Talk about the work, leave a trap for you outside the words, send it to the place at a price, go upstairs at a price, and the most annoying thing is that you will ask for money once when you enter the door. Basically, the table and sofa about the width of the door, I haven't done any work, and I can't get in with the strength, and I won't let go of this kind of opportunity, and I don't care if I put things at the door, and I have to add 100 to get in, and there is no place for you to complain.

There is also a kind of honesty, just like Lu Songyan, handing cigarettes to the electrician, nodding at the bricklayer, looking forward to being able to shout himself when he has a job, but the labor is a profession that burns life, Lao Lu is more than 40 after all, even if it is stronger, it is not as good as those young people in their early 20s, and now many laborers have spent money to buy electric hammers, that thing is abrupt, much faster than a chisel, but it can be used, more than 2000, Lao Lu gritted his teeth several times and was not willing to buy. But then no one wants to work with him.

Summer is the peak season, and there are many people who buy houses and decorate them. Along the way by the river, under the willow tree leaning on the sitting, you can see at a glance that it is a worker, usually lazy and lazy, when someone passes by and stops, before the lazy will be swept away, quickly surround the people, "Do you want to work hard, smash the wall, put on the sand!" "What kind of work at home? carpenter bricklayer, all of this!"

After a morning's work, most of the workers around him have gone, Lao Lu leaned on his electric car, leaned on it, and chatted with the bricklayer Lao Li beside him, the electrician he rarely handed over cigarettes recently, and if there was no electric hammer, they would not look for themselves when they handed cigarettes. I was depressed, I smoked cigarettes one by one, and I felt that I was going home empty-handed again when I watched the sun gradually go west.

went home empty-handed, even if the daughter-in-law didn't say anything, Lao Lu was also uncomfortable.

There was another person on the side of the road, who didn't seem to be very old, only sixteen or seventeen years old, and it was unlikely that he was here to hire someone, but Lao Lu still stood up and asked: "Do you want to work hard? ”

The young man looked Lao Lu up and down, Lao Lu thought that he was questioning whether he was honest and old, and whether he could still eat, and deliberately rolled up his sleeves and lit up his huge biceps, "If you have any work, you can say it, within the scope of the work, there is nothing I can't do!"

Seeing that there was a job at the door, the few people who had just ignored it also gathered around, "Do you want an electrician plumbing?" "Do you want a bricklayer to live?" "Bricklayer work, bricklayer work, I have an ......electric pick!"

Lao Lu was a little unhappy in his heart, he had already stood up and spoken, according to the rules, other laborers should not be done anymore, otherwise it would be called prying!

"Uncle, are you free?"

Lao Lu nodded hurriedly, "I'm free!" Thinking that the young man was still a little righteous, he would talk about the price later, even if he gave less, he would admit it!

The person who came was naturally small, and he naturally didn't come to find someone to work.

Wen Xiaocheng looked Lu Songyan up and down, the tiger's back was a big man's waist, but it looked like he was slightly bent at the waist, slightly hunched on his back, and the half of his exposed arms were dark and red, like a pair of big hands and fans, and the calluses on his hands were thick.

No wonder my father wanted to cut this one off first, this head, this deterrent is indeed the first dangerous target to get rid of.

Pushing the electric car under the tree, Lu Songyan followed behind Xiaocheng, feeling a little proud. The two chatted as they walked, and Xiao Cheng asked, "Uncle, I see that you are a little familiar, your surname is Lu?"

Lao Lu was stunned for a moment, could it be that he had worked for this family before? But the young man in front of him couldn't remember that he also had a son at home, and whenever he met a child who was about the same age as his son, Lao Lu would secretly compare the two of them in his heart, feeling that he was not as tall as his own son, and he was not as strong as his own son, and a sense of pride arose. But the kid in front of him really didn't have any impression at all.

"I'm also in the second middle school, and I'm a classmate of Lu Qi, and you're Lu Qi's father, right? ”

It's not surprising that there are a lot of kids in the school, so it's inevitable that you don't pay attention. Lu Songyan nodded, "If you know Lu Qi, then you are not an outsider, what kind of work? If it doesn't take trouble, Uncle will help!"

"Uncle Lu, do you remember Wen Xinwu?"

This name was almost cocooned in his ears five years ago, how could he not remember? At this time, looking at Wen Xiaocheng again, Wen Xinwu's shadow could be faintly seen between his eyebrows and eyes, and at this moment he knew that this was Wen Xinwu's son.

"You are?"

"I am Wen Xinwu's son, and my name is Wen Xiaocheng. ”

Lao Lu's face was a little ugly, and the first reaction in his mind was that the child was here to sue, but fortunately, he was not injured and his son did not cause a big trouble.

"Ah, what's the matter?"

"My grandma is in front, can I talk to you a few words?"

By the river, the weeping willows, the crooked corridors, Lu Songyan's sloppy jeans and loose overalls are out of place in this environment. There are no decent parks in Dongfeng Town, and the man-made landscape on the edge of the Siyuan River is all that is part of the town. In the gazebo not far away, an old woman was looking this way, and when the two approached, the old woman gave a deep salute.

"Master Lu, right? Old lady, it's okay for me to teach my son, and I'll make amends for my son today. ”

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The river is picturesque, but the water in the river is smelly. People who enjoy the scenery often walk by the river, so they get their shoes wet.