In the ironstone field of Ironstone Town, a newcomer came on this day. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This newcomer is about twenty years old, and he looks fairly clean, but he has no strength at first glance when he looks at his small body and arms and legs, and the miners don't know why the old crow head wants to accept such a newcomer.

"Look at it! Hurry up and work for me, no one will want to eat if today's task is not completed!" A loud shout came from not far away.

Then came an old man with tall and thin body, gray hair and black animal clothes, the old man had a sallow face, only a pair of eyes were bright, this old man was the steward of the iron mine, the old crow, and he had the final say in the affairs of the iron mine.

"Boy, although the wages you offer are lower than those of others, you will not get a penny if you work with me without completing the allotted output," said the old crow, staring at the newcomer.

"Don't worry, I know the rules!" replied the newcomer very sensibly and bent over to salute sincerely.

The old crow nodded, slightly satisfied, this young man came to work in the mine and proposed only half of the salary of others, five silver coins a day, this condition really made the old crow head refuse, not to mention that the mine has been short of people, as long as he came to work in the mine, the old crow head has always been a comer.

This newcomer is naturally Yang Fan, in order to compensate the old man Mu ten silver coins, Yang Fan had to come to the iron and stone field to work to make money; in order to be able to enter the iron and stone field to work, Yang Fan deliberately lowered the price, fortunately everything went well, and the old crow finally agreed.

After that, it was the old crow head who arranged Yang Fan's work.

The scorching sun is scorching, the area of the iron and stone field is the size of a football field, and the number of people is only about 300 people.

Yang Fan struggled to push the car full of ore in front of him, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat. Pulling out the ore from the mine and then pouring it on a clearing in the distance is Yang Fan's work, and it is also the most energetic work in the entire iron and stone field.

At the end of the day, Yang Fan only felt that his tired bones were about to fall apart, and his muscles were sore and unbearable; at night, the bonfire was bright, and after dinner, some miners went to rest early, and some people made noise on the construction site.

Yang Fan sat by the bonfire, and after eating, he finally felt that his body had regained some strength, but staring at the burning bonfire, Yang Fan's thoughts were flying.

A month ago, he was still living his life in peace on the pill, not worrying about whether he would be hungry, let alone worrying that there would be a beast attack when he slept at night; But now, this impossible thing really happened, he didn't have the last meal, he didn't have the strength to get food, and he had to hide it carefully when he slept at night; Yang Fan couldn't say what he felt in his heart, he only felt that he seemed to be a little confused, he really felt that it was like a dream, and when he woke up from the dream, would he return to his previous life?

"Hey, my name is Big Worm, what's your name?" asked a fat, red-cheeked, and unold miner by the campfire to Yang Fan, who was in a daze.

Yang Fan came to his senses, turned his head and saw this big boy with a blushing face and twice his size, and suddenly felt so funny that he almost laughed out loud

"Hello! My name is Yang Fan, Yang of Poplar, ordinary Fan. ”

The big insect tilted his head and thought for a while: "What kind of poplar is it? I haven't heard of it, I know the stone tree, the trumpet tree, the hoof tree, the mud tree, the shadow tree, the white elephant tree, the hairy tree...... I just don't know what kind of poplar tree it is?"

Yang Fan was a little big-headed, and some didn't know how to explain it, but his thoughts seemed to have returned to the earth and muttered: "In my hometown, there is a poplar tree, the trunk is straight and proud, the green buds open the branches in spring, and the maple leaves surround the body of the tree in autumn. ”

The big worm seemed to understand whether he understood or not, although he didn't understand it very well, but the person in front of him, who was about the same age as him, gave him a very mysterious feeling, and wanted to ask some more questions, but he didn't just start from where.

"Big worm, what did your father and mother do, why did you come here to work?" Yang Fan asked with some curiosity, on the earth, at such an age, he was almost in school.

The big insect didn't answer Yang Fan directly, and picked up a few dry firewood and threw it into the fire, making the fire more vigorous.

"My big worm can't do anything but with all my strength, and I'll go back when I earn enough 100 gold coins."

Yang Fan didn't ask any more, knowing that there are always some things that a person can't talk about to outsiders, and some things can only be understood after experiencing them.

At this time, under the stars, burning bonfires, noisy mines......

Yang Fan didn't know why the world-famous international song "Interna Sonaer" appeared in his heart, and he hummed softly.

Arise, hungry and cold slaves,

Arise, all the suffering people of the world!

Full of blood has boiled,

Fight for the truth!

The old world is a falling flower,

Slaves get up!

Don't say we have nothing,

We want to be the masters of the world!

This is the last struggle, united to tomorrow,

Internachonel must be realized!

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