Chapter 165: Exhaustion
At this time, Berlin breathed a sigh of relief as if it had come back to life.
His dim vision began to glow again, and at last, he could see the large, terrifying sun hanging in the air. I could see the bundles of black steel shining in the sun, and I could see the other workers who were busy in the construction site, and the foreman who happened to look past him at this time, and then looked at the foreman in the distance....
In this fenced-off construction site, the heat distorts the air.
Under the paleness, the clear vision began to be a little blurry and hazy after a long staring...
On the side, a middle-aged man who was partnered with Berlin walked over and asked with a smile, "How is it?" ”
"It's ok... Thank you... Thank you, big brother. Berlin forced a smile and got up, he felt that the eldest brother might be more cordial and friendly than the uncle, and naturally understood that the reason why he proposed to rest was that he found that he could not hold on... For that, he is somewhat grateful. He had a hunch that if he hadn't rested for a moment, he might have just collapsed under that piece of steel.
The two sat in a small shadow, and after a moment of rest, Berlin felt a sudden cool breeze, which used to be at most a cool breeze to relieve the heat at this time, for Berlin, it was like being blown on the air conditioner and more comfortable, after the body and mind relaxed, he raised his somewhat sore arm, and said with a smile, "I can continue now." ”
"I can rest for another two minutes." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "It's okay to drink water." ”
When Berlin heard this, he took off his helmet. He found that his hair was soaked with sweat, and when he wiped it down, a row of beads of sweat rolled down, and he was wet in his hard hat.
"You don't look big."
Seeing that the Berlin helmet was taken off, the middle-aged man was curious, "How old is it?" ”
“18。” Berlin Road.
"What are you doing here at such a young age? It's not a good place...
"Need some money... It's a quick place to make money. Berlin replied.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then stopped asking. Everyone is here to make money, who doesn't have a little difficulty? The two took a few more sips of water, chatted a few words, and without any further delay, the work continued.
The remaining nearly two hours were hard to do.
The temperature at noon is getting higher and higher, and the steel is frighteningly hot in this heat. Whenever the frayed shoulder touched the hot steel, the burning sensation of the wound always made Berlin gasp. More than once, he wanted to carry the steel bar with his hands, so that his shoulders could rest for a while, but the weight of such a long steel should not be underestimated, how many times could he carry it?
In the end, Berlin could only grit its teeth and persevere.
The scorching ground, the scorching steel, the stinging wounds, the beads of sweat, the sore arms, the heavy body...
Under the torture of sunlight and sweat stains, in the gradually blurred vision, Berlin survived second by second.
Hunched over, carrying steel bars, back and forth...
And so on and so forth.
Berlin is barely holding out...
Thankfully, the time has come. I got off work at noon.
A group of people immediately put down what they were doing, quickened their pace to avoid the open space exposed to the direct sun, and fled to a cool place where they could have a little shade...
Berlin is one of them. Escaping the sun, he ducked into the shadows.
At this time, the painful and numb skin that was illuminated by the sun finally got some relief, he sat down on the hot stone, took off the sweat-stained hard hat, stretched out his wet arm to wipe the sweat beads from his hair, and after a few heavy breaths, he touched him and put it on the ground, and the hot water poured a few mouthfuls...
Hot water penetrates deep into the throat, a sense of relaxation wells up, and an inexplicable sense of heaviness and powerlessness envelops Berlin.
He almost collapsed to the ground...
"I'm so tired."
Berlin was deeply moved.
He sat hunched over, not wanting to move, not even a word.
A few seconds after the direct sunlight faded, the dullness of the shadows comparable to the direct sunlight came. The sweat began to pour out uncontrollably, and at this time Berlin finally clearly felt what it could not feel in the sun. Wave after wave of wiping, the heartbeat beat accelerated one after another, and the calm thoughts, along with the slightly trembling arms, were no longer ignored.
I'm really tired...
And it's so hot....
"How's that, can you do it?" On the side, a huge figure suddenly sat next to Berlin, and the sudden sound startled him.
Berlin turned his head and found that it was the foreman, and hurriedly squeezed out a smile, "It's okay, it's okay, you can hold on." ”
The foreman glanced at Berlin, and after a little silence, he smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay." Let's go get a boxed lunch, let's eat. One boxed lunch for one person, one bottle of water. He gestured to the place where the lunch box was handed out not far away.
"Ah, good!"
Hearing this, Berlin hurriedly got up.
Hungry indeed.
This morning, it consumed too much of his spirit...
He also plans to hurry up and eat, go back to take a shower, relax his body, and treat the wound by the way.... After all, the time is a bit rushed, and there is only one hour of rest at noon.
"Big brother, aren't you going to eat?"
In a blink of an eye, Berlin, who was queuing up, saw a man named Zhang Weiguo who was teaming up with him and turned around and walked out of the construction site, and Berlin couldn't help but ask curiously.
"I'll go home and eat."
"Isn't that a waste..."Berlin was stunned, wasn't this meal free at noon?
"I'm looking for a foreman for money." He explained.
Berlin then understood...
If you go home for dinner, you can make that one or two dollars.
But Berlin didn't think so. It's too troublesome, it's not as convenient as eating directly here, and when you go back, you can at least have a good rest.
Thinking that it was too hot, after a busy morning, going home and crowding the dinner table, the family was sweating around a few pots of vegetables to eat, and a sense of irritability rose in Berlin...
Receiving lunch, Berlin, like everyone else, chose a remote and shadowy corner, opened the lunch box, unscrewed the still cool mineral water, and munched on it.
There are vegetables and meat, and the rice is enough.
As far as Berlin is concerned, after eating a few meals of Chen Kexin, this meal is actually quite delicious.
The sun was still blazing the earth, and the dreary air echoed in the empty construction site.
Suddenly, a rare breeze hit, a sense of coolness and comfort swept over Berlin, and in a short moment, this cool breeze blew farther away...
Berlin looked up, his tired and somewhat dazed eyes looking at the departing wind for a moment of silence, and then continued to lower his head, looking at his cheeks without stopping. Even a bead of sweat the size of a bean rolled down his forehead and slipped into his lunch box, but Berlin didn't notice it...