Night fell.

The lights on the construction site came on.

This time period belongs to those leaders and technicians on the construction site.

Because the night shift is about to start.

The project manager or the leader of the technical level will go around the construction site and explain to the foreman what needs to be done tonight, what to complete, and when to finish.

During this time, the leaders were busy, and the workers were resting.

Wang Dahai took advantage of this effort to put the red hard hat back, and honestly took a yellow hard hat out.

Then I went to the commissary on the construction site and sold the bottle of beer in my hand.

When I arrived at the commissary, I found that many of the workers did just that.

They were reluctant to drink the beer when they received it, but chose to exchange it for 1 yuan and put it in their pockets.

"What's the beer?"

A swarthy worker smiled, "It's better to exchange it for money and take it home,???????????????? Buy bubble gum for the doll to eat, and you can chew it for a long time. ”

Beer that costs 2 yuan, the workers sell it to them, and they can get it back for 1 yuan.

The commissary is certainly willing to do this.

Because the purchase on the construction site was bought from them for 2 yuan a bottle.

Toss back and forth, net 1 yuan.

It's not that it's cost-effective to get 1 yuan back for beer, it's because the commissary doesn't want to disrupt this kind of "marketing activity".

Because if they don't recycle, maybe the next site purchase will not be here.

This phenomenon is also the "unspoken rule" on the construction site.

It's just that this unspoken rule is too shabby.

"Do you collect the chicken legs?"

Wang Dahai sold the bottle of beer, thought about it, took out the chicken leg in his pocket, looked at the woman and asked.

The woman smiled: "Big brother, how can you sell this chicken leg after you collect it?" ”

Wang Dahai said: "Just kidding. ”

With that, he put the chicken leg back in his pocket and left with a dollar.

When he returned to the construction site, he found that the quota for working overtime at night was full.

Wang Dahai was annoyed.

I wish I could come and sell beer in the evening.

didn't grab the job, Wang Dahai could only choose to go back to sleep.

An unregistered temporary worker like him would not be accommodated on the construction site, and there was no bed for him in the dormitory.

Fortunately, his accommodation is very close to the construction site, and the overpass is 2 kilometers out of the gate.

This overpass in the northern part of the city is an important hub and is huge.

On the overpass is a constantly passing vehicle, but under the overpass is a different scene.

Boisterous.

It's just that the bustle is a little unusual.

Men from all over the world gather in twos and threes, or find an open space to lie down and rest.

Candles were lit in many places under the overpass.

By the faint light of the candles, some people played poker, some slept on mats, and some curled up in the corner to watch martial arts.

A group of people who don't know anyone, but are exceptionally harmonious.

Because for them, this place is a natural "hotel" for the public.

This is Wang Dahai's dormitory.

Complimentary oversized studios.

Wang Dahai's sleeping place is directly below the bridge pier, and the four paper shells are spread out in a rectangle, just enough to sleep a person.

He walked straight past the people without saying hello to anyone.

Then he took out half a candle from the gap between the two stone piers, took out a match and lit it.

The faint light lit up and shone on Wang Dahai's side face.

The candlelight reflected in his pupils, and Wang Dahai blew out the match.

Leaning on the stone pier and resting for a moment, he then pulled out something wrapped in silk from his waist.

When I opened it, it was full of change.

???????????????? Ten dollars is the majority, and there are a lot of coins.

For the current Wang Dahai, what he counts is not money, but the hope of tomorrow.

"Three Hundred and Seven ......"

Wang Dahai leaned against the stone pier and muttered to himself, "I have to work for a few more months." ”

"Dude! Come and have fun! ”

Several men playing poker beckoned to Wang Dahai.

Wang Dahai responded: "No, you play." ”

After thinking about it, Wang Dahai stepped forward and looked at a few people: "Driver, who has a big ticket, I have too much change, pretending to be in trouble." ”

"I have."

A young man in his twenties immediately responded and looked at Wang Dahai: "How many do you want to change?" ”

"Three."

Wang Dahai smiled, and as he spoke, he took out the pile of change.

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The young man grinned: "Okay, brother, it seems that there is no shortage of money on the construction site." ”

Wang Dahai said embarrassedly: "Eat with a mouthful." ”

The young man stretched out his right hand: "Give it to me, I'll exchange it for you." ”

Wang Dahai was slightly stunned and said, "Don't you have it now?" ”

The man smiled: "Who has nothing to do with so many big bills in their pockets, I have to go to the bank to get them for you." ”

As soon as these words came out, several people who played cards laughed.

Wang Dahai sensed that something was wrong, and put the money back in his pocket: "I won't change it." ”

"Are you kidding me here?"

The man's face was a little unhappy: "You say you will change, you will change, you will not change if you say you don't change, you will treat your buddy as a fool, right?" ”

Wang Dahai stopped talking, went straight back to the middle of the two stone piers, and lay down.

Several young men winked.

Then put down the playing cards in his hand and walked towards Wang Dahai.

Everyone under the overpass did not dare to squeak, and even turned around and blew out the candle beside them.

There was a loud sound from under the bridge.

Cursing, punching and kicking.

Several young men surrounded Wang Dahai and punched and kicked him.

"Isn't the old thing going to be exchanged for money!"

"Take it out!"

Wang Dahai stubbornly guarded the money bag and didn't say a word.

They wanted Wang Dahai to take out the money, but Wang Dahai would rather use his head to resist their fists than let go of the money bag on his waist.

"Killing people again."

I don't know who said it, and a few young people gave up.

"Money junkies."

Someone cursed and spat on Wang Dahai's body: "You deserve to be so old and still a poor person." ”

With that, several people returned to their original positions and continued to play cards.

Silence returned again under the entire overpass, as if nothing had happened.

Wang Dahai???????????????? Curled up on the ground, already scarred.

His hair, face, and body were covered with shoe prints.

"Ahem......"

Maybe the dust flew into the trachea, and the choked Wang Dahai coughed twice.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, and then endured the pain on his body and slowly got up.

Blow out the candle and put it in your pocket.

Methodically picked up the four cardboard boards on the ground, then clamped them under his arm, and hobbled outside.

The shabby labor protection clothes are dirty and can't be seen.

He is not dressed as decent as a tramp.

A man with bad legs and feet, holding a few cardboard shells, left here with difficulty.

Step by step.

Looking at Wang Dahai's back, several young people playing cards sneered.

"Okay, the old thing is gone, the place is vacant, you stay there tonight."

Laughter echoed under the overpass.

Wang Dahai glanced back and sighed softly.

It seems that he is going to find a new place to live and "settle down" again.

"Brother Fortune!"

A voice behind him stopped Wang Dahai, with a strong Qingdao flavor.

Wang Dahai turned around and found a man with a thin body, messy hair, dark skin, and a lot of dust looking at him.

It was the only lad he had spoken to a few times on the construction site - the Black Pillar.

"Hair ...... Brother Fortune. ”

Heizhu is still stammering, and the Qingdao accent is very special: "You...... What are you doing, I just bought a mile beer from the consignment point, let's ...... together"

This movement attracted the attention of several men playing cards.

Eyes looked at the black pillar.

Obviously, these people are not very friendly.