"Have a wife and children to raise?"

When the fat foreman heard this, he was stunned, and then shook his hand with a sneer, "Go, go, who doesn't have a wife and children to raise?" As he spoke, he pointed to the people who were in a hurry, "Do you think this group of people is willing to move steel and concrete in the sun at noon?" If you don't have the strength, go to work in the factory, don't say anything about what you don't have, this is not a place for you to mess around. ”

After speaking, he immediately walked back to the building and no longer bothered Chen Zhao.

...

Although it is spring, it is still extremely hot at noon. The person who was like a fire stabbed by the light almost didn't dare to raise his head and open his eyes, and Chen Zhao, who was rejected, lost his mind in the middle of the construction site, stood quietly for two minutes, and then lowered his head in frustration, walked to the shadow at the door of the construction site, and squatted silently.

A warm breeze swept by, and Chen Zhao felt the dryness in his throat. Touching his pocket, he found that there were only seven yuan of loose money left, he swept around, saw that there was only one supermarket, and when he went in, he found that the cheapest bottle of water cost two yuan and five, so he could only give up.

After walking for a day, although Chen Zhao was tired and thirsty, he knew that these could be relieved by drinking some water and resting. But if you can't find the job, it's really over. After all, I don't know how far away from home I am now, and I have to continue to look around, so I left six yuan to take the bus home and pick up my daughter.

And Yu Yazhi hasn't called yet, and he knows that he can only count on himself this time.

It's just that the sun is too full, and the hot Chen Zhao decided to rest in the shade for a while before setting off, after all, his feet are also a little sore, and he needs to take it slowly.

...

"What is Xia Qing doing now?"

"My daughter is listening to the class, right?"

Chen Zhao sat on the ground, picked up a piece of wood, scratched it on the ground, and said, "There won't be any classmates bullying her, right?" Well... Probably not... She is so obedient, let alone her classmates, the teacher should like it too. ”

Paddle and row, Chen Zhao stopped, bored and began to break the wood into pieces, staring at his already worn shoes and pants, Chen Zhao suddenly remembered that one of the buttons on his daughter's little white shoes had fallen off.

"I have to buy Xiaole a pair of clean and good-looking shoes first..."

...

The hot air kept slapping on people's faces.

The fat foreman stood behind the side wall of Chen Zhao, his eyes were very complicated, and he didn't know what to think.

Glancing at the busy group of workers, he snuffed out the cigarette in his mouth, took off his helmet, grabbed his clothes and wiped off the sweat on his head, put the helmet on again, walked to Chen Zhao who lowered his head, and gently kicked Chen Zhao who was in a daze.

"No, water." The fat foreman threw a plastic bottle of boiled water.

Chen Zhao was startled by the kick, but when the bottle of water fell, he couldn't care about anything else, picked it up, twisted the cap of the bottle, and poured it into his mouth, moistening the already dry and hoarse throat.

"What's the hurry? There is water at the construction site, and if you want to drink it, you will not die of thirst. The fat foreman frowned and said, "What's it called?" ”

"Ah, my name is Chen Zhao. The reason of heaven is clear. ”

"How old?"

“26。”

"No education?"

"College students..."

"Humph, college student!" The fat foreman snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "What's the use of college students now?" I can't find a job, and I can't afford to support my family. Chen Zhao was embarrassed for a while, and the fat foreman pointed to the construction site and continued, "Do you see the pile of steel bars and mud over there?" ”

"Uh... See. ”

"Went and helped move into the second building together. When you're done, pull the cement and planks on the other side. The fat foreman said coldly, "You came so late today, and you worked until 8 o'clock in the evening, I will give you 100." Let's see if you can do a good job as you said, and if I'm satisfied, you can continue to come tomorrow, and if you can't move, get out. ”

Without waiting for Chen Zhao to reply, he walked away quickly.

After being dumbfounded for a while, Chen Zhao, who had reacted, turned from sluggishness to ecstasy, and suddenly ran into the construction site.

...

The hot sun made Chen Zhao feel his hair burn, he hated his long hair that he didn't pay attention to in pursuit of good looks, and after thinking about it, he decided to go back at night to shave his flat head or bald head.

Dragging a bucket truck pulling cement, Chen Zhao walked hard towards the floor designated by the fat foreman, but the cement was too heavy, no matter how hard he tried, he was a lot slower than a few workers next to him, in the cold eyes of the fat foreman in the distance, he had to continue to work hard to fight for too much behind.

In the sun, Chen Zhao's clothes and pants were all covered with sweat, and the gloves sent were also wet with sweat stains on his palms, and the time was only an hour and a half, Chen Zhao felt almost collapsed, and the water he drank didn't seem to sweat much.

And this kind of hour, which is more tiring than a day in the workshop, makes Chen Zhao want to fall under the scorching sun immediately and rest for ten minutes or twenty minutes.

But he didn't dare, and he couldn't.

The fat foreman seems to be always on the lookout for everyone, and he has to take his chances...

Yes, although it is harder, but the money is earning more, two hundred a day, or a day, and today I can buy shoes for my daughter with a hundred yuan!

As long as he persists, if he continues like this, he is just a little tired, but his income can be doubled, and the family will be more relaxed. And there will be no random fire here, and you don't have to be responsible for anything that happens, as long as you can move it...

Time flows slowly like a snail's board.

It's 5 o'clock.

After the cement was pulled with a few workers, the reinforcement on the side began to be solved.

The steel bar is a little easier than cement, and Chen Zhao can still hold it down if there are a few at a time. It's just that the hot pain from the skin and flesh of his shoulder worn by steel bars made Chen Zhao, who was out of breath and almost out of breath, start to slow down slowly.

But whenever this happens, the fat foreman will always appear in Chen Zhao's sight. He gritted his teeth and ignored the pain, and quickened his pace to move into the floor. In the end, Chen Zhao could only maintain progress by constantly rotating between his left and right shoulders and spreading the pain evenly.

Finally.

It seems slower than a snail's time to reach night.

After exposure and exhaustion, the cool breeze in the evening seems to sweep away part of the fatigue of a group of workers, and this incomparably refreshing and beautiful spring breeze makes the speed of work speed up again...

It's seven o'clock.

The workers were all off work, and Chen Zhao, who felt like his legs were filled with lead, dragged the few remaining steel bars, and was alone at the construction site where the cool breeze began to roll.

"Okay, don't move, come here."

At half past seven, the fat foreman frowned and called Chen Zhao, who was tired and almost unable to walk, and said coldly, "The construction site is difficult to do, right?" ”

Chen Zhao took two sips of the water bottle, and the uncomfortable feeling from his body and liver made him speechless for a while, and it took him the energy to nod and speak, "It's difficult." ”

The fat foreman sneered, took out a hundred yuan from his big waist bag and handed it to Chen Zhao, "Go back if you're tired, your work speed is obviously slower than others, you can't do it, it's better to find a way to find a factory to work." ”

As he spoke, feeling Chen Zhao's eyes that immediately overflowed with despair, the fat foreman sighed helplessly.

"Well, actually, I see that you are still working hard. If you think you want to stick to it and want to come, you can do it, but you have to leave work an hour later than everyone else every day, and the salary is still two hundred. Promised? The fat foreman asked.

Chen Zhao's mood flipped quickly, for fear that the fat foreman would regret it, so he nodded again and again, "No problem, I will definitely stick to it." Thank you foreman, thank you foreman. ”

The fat foreman didn't answer, took off his helmet and threw it aside, and said lightly, "Where is your home?" ”

"Xili Street." Chen Zhaodao.

"So far?" The fat foreman was stunned.

“... I couldn't find a job there, so I asked everywhere, and I asked here. ”

The fat foreman was silent for a while, then pursed his lips and said, "I'll give you a ride, by the way." But I'll send you to Lingyuan Street, where my family lives, and I'll take a bus back for the rest of the way. ”

The fat foreman walked to the corner of the construction site, pulled out an old gray-white electric car, pulled Chen Zhao up, and drove him to the street of his house, threw him at the bus stop, and said "Seven o'clock in the morning", and then disappeared into the dark night.

The moon is round today.

The cloudy sky still couldn't hide the bright moonlight.

The wind blew Chen Zhao's long, messy hair, and began to slowly dispel the numbness of his body.

Finally, bus No. 9 stopped.