Sunrise and sunset, this is the life of farmers, but also the life of migrant workers.

Lu Tian saw a red sun like a huge wheel from the hanging platform, and he was about to fall down the mountain from the tree technique, and Lu Tian's painting work for a day was almost at a speed. Lu Tian was a busy day, and his body felt a little tired, but he was still very relieved, and he painted an old building wall into a rainbow world one by one.

Coming down from the hanging platform, Lu Tian untied the safety rope and took off his work clothes, and at this time, Bai Yan also carried the painting tools on the roof from the roof of the building little by little.

Looking up at his achievements for a day, Lu Tian felt an inexplicable sense of pride, and he thought that there would be many parents and children who liked his masterpieces.

Bai Yan walked up to Lu Tian and handed him a bottle of black tea drink, Lu Tian took it with a smile, unscrewed the lid, drank it in a big gulp, and after a day's work, the water in Lu Tian's body evaporated a lot, and he should replenish it.

A cool breath penetrated Lu Tian's heart and spleen. "Refreshing!" Lu Tian shouted out casually.

"Look at your beauty, I don't know how tired I am after a day's work." Bai Yan was disgusted on the side.

At this time, the principal of the kindergarten came over and said with a smile: "Young man, this work is not bad, fast and clean, I am very satisfied, this is your salary."

The head of the kindergarten is a man in his 40s, but his tone of voice is somewhat feminine, perhaps because he has been dealing with children and female parents for a long time.

Lu Tian smiled and took the salary handed over by the director, and counted it, the brand-new six 100-yuan tickets were just 600 yuan. This is a good thing for Bai Yan and the director of the garden before the start of construction, no more than a point, no less.

"Thank you boss for the reward." Lu Tian learned polite words from somewhere.

Bai Yan also echoed, saying some words of thanks.

The director said sincerely: "I will ask you two to do work in the future."

These words came from the heart, there was nothing wrong with them, and Lu Tian and Bai Yan thanked them one by one.

The mood of the end of the work was joyful, Lu Tian put the thread in his pocket, and began to move tools to the mountain wheeler, for a migrant worker, 600 yuan is already very high, for a farmer, it may be the income of one acre of land.

After the tools were packed, Lu Tian pedaled the car, and Bai Yan sat on the wooden board next to the frame.

All the way to the direction of the rental house, Lu Tian whistled all the way, Bai Yan kept chatting about his parents, Lu Tian also listened carefully, since he woke up from the dream, many things still need to be re-memoried, and many cognitions have to be re-learned like a primary school student.

Passing through a street, Lu Tian felt that this place was very familiar, as if he had been here in his previous life, especially when he passed by the gate of a children's palace, he glanced at a window on the fourth floor, and suddenly thought that it might be an office. But the thought disappeared from my mind like a puff of smoke in an instant.

When I passed by a workers' cultural palace, memories flashed back to my mind, why is this so strange, could it be that I have been here before?

Lu Tian suddenly asked Bai Yan, "Where is this?"

Bai Yan said, "You forgot, this is Huaihua Town!"

"Sophora Town?" The name is really weird, "Why don't you see locust trees and locust flowers in Huaihua Town?" Lu Tian asked in surprise.

"I heard that there were locust trees planted everywhere on both sides of the streets of this town, and the locust trees would bloom with a fragrant fragrance of flowers every season, but then for some reason, the locust trees stopped blooming, and slowly the locust trees died inexplicably!"

Bai Yan spoke lightly, and didn't seem to take the name of this town seriously.

Bai Yan continued: "Some people call the town Huaihua Town, some call it Huai Town, and some call it Ghost Town, I really don't understand why they call it that." Bai Yan showed an inexplicable expression.

"Ghost Town?" Lu Tian snorted in his mouth, and his heart was shocked, as if he remembered something! That's right, the wood of the locust tree is dead, isn't it just a ghost word!

Lu Tian couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat!