Volume 3: Begonia Flowers (7)
I don't know when the old black and white wall clock on the wall was broken.
The morning light of dawn shines through the glass window on the clock face, and a multi-colored light shines out in the reflection of the glass mirror.
Time is in this colorful light, ticking, ticking, ticking, slowly turning...
Chen Zhao stared at Zhong for a while.
But he couldn't get up.
His body was like he wasn't his own, so he couldn't even move his hands, and his whole body was full of sour and numb pain. Thinking that he still had to endure such fatigue today, his heart was cold, and for a moment he thought, 'Why don't you really change jobs?' ' thoughts.
But as soon as this thought emerged, seeing the sweet sleeping face of the daughter next to her, who usually didn't sleep well, in the blowing of the shaking fan, that thought was instantly stifled in the cradle.
No... To make money, to let my daughter live a good life. I want to buy a big soft bed, I want to buy an air conditioner...
After relieving for more than ten minutes, Chen Zhao got up, looked at the time of 5:30, and ran to wash first.
He had to get his daughter out of bed 20 minutes early, or he wouldn't be able to get to the construction site in time.
"Are you going to work so early?" As soon as he turned over, Xia Qing's voice came.
"Hmm.."
"Can the body take it?" Xia Qing asked.
"I'm not tired." Chen Zhao shook his hands and feet vigorously in front of Xia Qing, showed a very relaxed smile, and said, "Don't worry, I'm the most afraid of being tired, you should know it." The main thing is to make money, easily, otherwise I would definitely change the job of that 3500. Because the work is more troublesome, it is just dirty to go home. ”
After deceiving Xia Qing, seeing her smile at ease, Chen Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.
I took out a piece of clothes and pants from the cupboard, threw them into a bag along with the sneakers I had washed yesterday, and after taking my daughter to class, I barely arrived at the construction site at 6:30 to start a new day's work.
...
No one arrived early in the morning, and only Chen Zhao was working alone at the entire construction site.
He was not lazy, he knew that the fat foreman trusted him by giving him the opportunity to change the time, and if it wasn't for the opportunity given by the foreman, he didn't know what his daughter would have done. We must not let down the trust of others.
But I don't know if Chen Zhao's efforts have reaped good luck, and in the lunch box of the noon worker, there is an extra egg in his lunch box.
...
Three days did not allow Chen Zhao to adapt to this job, he was more tired and more painful. Although there was not much sun today, he was already sweating and his clothes were soaked after many hours of carrying it back and forth with all his might.
At half past four in the afternoon, as agreed, the fat foreman let him leave the construction site, which was a fluke of his rest. Ben couldn't hold on for the extra hour, giving him a chance to breathe, enough to cope with the little time left below.
Coming to the nearby public toilet, Chen Zhao took off his wet clothes and shoes and wiped the sweat off his body, although it was still slimy, at least it was not in the way. Instead, he put on the clothes and shoes he had brought with him when he went out today, stopped a bus at the intersection, and went to his daughter's school.
In this way, you don't look like a worker, do you? Even if other children see it, they won't laugh at their daughter...
Thinking of this, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
No matter how hard and tired she is, she can't let her 5-year-old daughter have low self-esteem since she was a child... Absolutely not.
...
Yu Yazhi sat in the living room biting her lip, her eyes red.
went to Chen Zhao's house again and got her wife's words that he already had a job, and her tears of grievance almost fell.
"I took a few days off, walked through the back door several times, and ran around just to help him get a job, why didn't he even say a word to me when he got a job?"
"Am I stupid if I help him like this?"
"No conscience! Ungrateful! ”
She scolded hatefully, feeling very unfair.
Looking at Chen Zhao's number on the phone, Yu Yazhi gritted her teeth and directly chose to delete it. It's just that after a pause for a few seconds, she reluctantly turned this into a number without remarks and then remarked it as Chen Zhao and put it in the phone book.
Yu Yazhi also wanted to call and pretend not to know, but she knew that she had already asked Chen Zhao's beautiful wife, and his wife would definitely tell him about it, and ask it herself, wouldn't it seem redundant?
So there is no intersection?
"His wife is prettier than me..."
....
After receiving his daughter, Chen Zhao picked her up and quickly got on the bus.
Now the time is a little too late, Chen Zhao is a little afraid that it will be more than 5:30 when it arrives, and he doesn't dare to delay.
"Daddy."
The car was moving, and the daughter sitting on her lap suddenly pulled Chen Zhao's clothes and shouted in a low voice.
"What's wrong?" Chen Zhao said with a smile.
"Is it okay to teach Xiaole to do homework at night?" The daughter whispered.
“....”
Chen Zhao's face changed suddenly, his heart sank, he pursed his lips, and reluctantly smiled, "Mom can't teach you?" ”
"Xiaole wants his father to teach."
“....”
Chen Zhao lowered his head and said nothing, and soon made his sensible daughter change her previous words, the little girl bit her lip, and then whispered, "It's okay for mom to teach, dad wants to make money to support the family." ”
The car stopped, changed again, and continued towards the construction site.
sent his daughter home, but Chen Zhao felt an inexplicable depression in his heart, he couldn't figure out what this depression was, but his mood was a little heavy, a little uncomfortable, and very uncomfortable. There's also a little bit of guilt.
Coming to the construction site to change into the original sweat-soaked clothes, Chen Zhao continued to start the previous handling.
It's just that when it was just half past seven, the fat foreman directly asked Chen Zhao to go home.
"You're doing a great job today, and you're starting to slow down too much. Well, starting tomorrow, you can get off work by 7:30. ”
"Foreman, I...."Chen Zhao was dumbfounded, he remembered that he was even more backward today.
"To get out of here?"
"Thank you, Foreman." Chen Zhao's heart warmed and said with gratitude.
Instead, he took today's 200 yuan, immediately took his car for a while, and then transferred to the bus.
It was just before 8 o'clock when I got home.
Chen Zhao bought some snacks and Wahaha drinks for his daughter, thinking about making his daughter happy, of course, he hoped that Xia Qing didn't teach his daughter homework, so he could teach it.
It's a pity that when Chen Zhao went home, Xiaole had already finished eating, taking a shower, and doing his homework, and sat on the bed watching TV with Xia Qing's mother and daughter. The appearance of her daughter's slightly heavy eyelids and about to fall asleep made Chen Zhao reluctant to let her be overexcited and lose her sleepiness when she saw her come back.
Giving Xia Qing a shhhing gesture, he put his things on the table, ran into the bathroom and waited.
After about ten minutes, my daughter went to sleep, and then she came out, took out the next day's meal in the refrigerator and stir-fried it.
At the same time, he hid the dirty clothes, and decided to wash them himself at night while Xia Qing was asleep, so that she could not find out. He was really afraid that Xia Qing would know that he was at the construction site and ask him to change jobs.
It's just that when Chen Zhao was munching on food and watching TV, Xia Qing spoke, "Chen Zhao, how many years have we been married?" ”
Chen Zhao was stunned for a moment, unable to understand the meaning of Xia Qing's question, but still replied, "It's been many years, right?" ”
He did not know the date of his marriage.
I only know that the two have been together for eight years.
I met after I was born again....
"You've only remembered it for years."
Xia Qing sighed in a low voice, she noticed something, such as the large scratch on Chen Zhao's hand, the wound on his ankle, and the blisters in his palm.
She wanted to ask, really wanted to ask, she was worried...
But when she looked at Chen Zhao with that stubborn look, she couldn't say those questions at all for a while.
Chen Zhao chose to remain silent.
After a long time, Chen Zhao sighed and spoke.
"Ever heard of begonias?"
"Hmm."
Chen Zhao smiled, "When I was in high school, I had to keep a pot every year. It is a beautiful flower that grows in a greenhouse and likes warmth and humidity. It can't stand the cold, but it's not that fragile. It is beautiful among flowers, but not as beautiful as roses. Although tenacious, it is not as good as orchids. ”
"It's ordinary, but there are some simple but not outstanding advantages."
"I think it's great for a lot of people like it. You don't have to be tenacious, but at least you have to be strong. Since it's ordinary, you don't have to work hard, so you should at least work harder, shouldn't you? ”