Chapter 175 Daily Life under Traffic Control
The affairs of the old Yankee executives are the affairs of the old Yankee executives.
The employees at the bottom also live a daily life of vegetables, rice, sauce, vinegar and salt.
It's just that the old bottom of Yangji, who can care about vegetables, rice, sauce, vinegar and salt, is not the lowest employee, but the urban petty bourgeoisie and middle class.
Employees at the bottom don't care about anything every day, just aimlessly maintain their lives in the factory area.
They don't even forget what day of the month is Christmas, it's a birthday, or whatever.
Just remember the dayless work.
May 1, 1869
In this era, there is no May Day, and there is no real festival worth commemorating for the people.
There is only eternal suffering,
It's not just that the low-level employees live hopelessly every day,
The urban petty bourgeoisie and the middle class, two groups that seem to be detached from the employee class, are also defenseless in the face of disaster.
In a warehouse next to the port area of New York, there lives a family of four.
The family of four converted this small fertilizer warehouse into a small home.
As for their own houses?
He has long been lost because of the failure of the man's business.
This man was a well-known fertilizer middleman in the New York area a few years ago.
But with the fluctuations of the past few years, men have long been left with this small warehouse as their only wealth.
In the past few years, all the middlemen in the old Yankee area have not been able to survive, especially the middlemen related to the fertilizer industry.
Of all the fertilizer middlemen, the most uncomfortable is the fertilizer middlemen in New York.
First, the explosion of the mega fertilizer factory in New York in 1865, and then the Hero fertilizer was smuggled by the mafia to rob the market of other fertilizers.
Then there are the successive economic crises, cholera crises and other disasters.
All in all, this New York-born fertilizer middleman is lucky to have a small warehouse as his home.
Fortunately, during those years of glory, he married an extremely beautiful wife.
It's a pity that he can't enjoy the warmth from his wife recently.
The former fertilizer middleman standing at the door of the warehouse, smoking crooked cigarettes, teasing the two four or five-year-old children in front of him,
Behind him, the happy voices of his wife and two New York land snakes were heard.
This is also the only source of income for the family of four under the city's lockdown and traffic control - selling his wife's body.
The successive "bad environment" has caused men to lose most of their savings.
And with the issuance of the old Yankee government's urban lockdown traffic control order, the skyrocketing food prices have depleted the family's last savings.
What's more, even if this man and woman want to retain their dignity to work in the factory, to be a member of the employee class they once despised the most,
Local landlords also use the city lockdown traffic control order as an excuse to ban them from entering and leaving the city.
The head snake is not a fool, they also know that this family of four has long lost all their property, so they want to work in the factory.
Under normal circumstances, the landlord will allow such families to sell their last houses at a low price, and all the children of the family will enter the factory to work.
It's a pity that there is a beautiful wife in this family of four.
A beautiful woman who can be used by the snakes of the land.
How could the landlord allow such a beautiful young woman to work in a buried factory?
With the shortage of food and water, the husband and wife are ready to face death together in cholera.
At this moment, several anxious land snakes found the two of them with food and water.
The request for bowing at the beginning of the term is very simple, just ask the woman to help them dance, or do something not too out of place but a little out of place flirtatious,
But the husband and wife looked at the snakes on the ground holding boxes of water and food, and looked at the children who were delirious due to hunger, cholera, and dehydration.
The two finally chose to agree to the few snakes who were full of sins.
There is a first time and there is a second,
Slowly, the requirements of the head snake from some Shu touch singing level entertainment projects.
Nowadays, the man is playing with his son and daughter on the path in front of the warehouse.
After a while, the two ground snakes walked out of the warehouse, and the three father and son who were playing in front of the warehouse door did not look at them, and left the warehouse directly.
The husband was finally able to lead the two children and leave the unwarm outside environment in May and return to the warehouse.
The children didn't understand anything, only saw a box of food and water next to the bed, and rushed to grab food excitedly.
The husband, on the other hand, walked up to his wife and stroked his wife's hands.
The words were on his lips, but the husband couldn't say anything.
The husband didn't even know whether it was right or wrong for the family of four to use all their possessions to carry cholera.
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Is it better for a family of four to die of cholera?
Just as the two of them were about to get by today, a knock on the door caught the ears of her husband, who was still a little energetic.
"Who? If you want to be in debt, get out of here! ”
"There's a gun in Lao Tzu's house!"
The husband's threatening voice did not interrupt the knock on the side door of the warehouse,
The husband pulled out a snatch from under the bed, a revolver.
The spear was also given to his wife by the serpent of the land.
The husband followed the knock on the door and walked to the side door of the small warehouse, the door did not have a cat's eye, and the husband could only hide the revolver behind his back and open the side door of the warehouse.
After opening the door, several women who were richly dressed but did not have any jewelry to match the luxurious clothes threw a booklet to their husbands.
"We've heard about your family's poor deeds, you must see it!"
"It can save your soul!"
After leaving a couple of sentences and a pamphlet, the women hurried out of the man's home, the deplorable warehouse.
The man picked up the pamphlet thrown by these rich women in confusion,
The cover of the pamphlet had only a simple title, "Texas and Mexico," and a simple author, T·S.
Both the urban petty bourgeoisie and the middle class are literate, and men are no exception, and he opened this book that changed his life.