Chapter 4: Migrant Workers in Dashiqiao

Qingfeng's figure flashed to the door, Xiao Huangmao didn't have time to react, he was grabbed by Qingfeng by the collar and carried back, Xiao Huangmao struggled a few times and didn't break free, stared at Qingfeng angrily, and said, "Let go of me, why don't you let me go?"

The thin monkey also turned around and said, "Big brother, I advise you, you can just beat a few of us, you definitely can't afford to mess with him, let's let him go with us." ”

"Get out!" the breeze yelled at the thin monkey.

The thin monkey was so frightened that he didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly escaped from the noodle shop with the support of the two minions, and said while running: "Wang Shao, you don't have to be afraid, he doesn't dare to do anything to you, let's go out and move rescuers for you." ”

"Thin monkey, ** is not righteous, I'll clean you up when I go back. Seeing the three of them drop themselves, Xiao Huangmao also panicked and shouted at the top of his voice.

Qingfeng ignored the grievances between them, looked at Xiao Huangmao and said coldly, "Answer me honestly, what's your name, how old is this year?"

"Why should I tell you? My dad is very powerful, let me go quickly, or you won't be able to eat and walk around, hum. The little yellow fur was very stiff and tilted his head to the side.

"Slap ......" Qingfeng slapped Huang Mao's face, and five bright red finger prints floated on Xiao Huang Mao's white and tender face.

"Wow...... , you dare to beat me, turn around and tell my dad to arrest you, woo woo woo ......" Xiao Huang Mao actually cried very spinelessly, cried a few times, and saw that Qingfeng didn't want to let go of himself at all, so he sobbed and said: "Woo woo...... , My name is Wang Xiaojian, I am thirteen years old this year, and I have just entered the second year of junior high school. ”

"Why are you messing around with those guys?" Qingfeng asked again.

"My parents are both working in Guanchuan City, I followed them to school here, they just transferred here, they are busy with work, they don't have time to take care of me, I have often skipped class recently to play with the skinny monkey outside the school, and I watched the underworld collect protection money on TV, so I let the skinny monkey teach me. Woowoo woo ......"

"Since your father is very powerful, you don't learn his good aspects, but you just follow the gangsters to learn to collect protection money, you are really a little cheap. Qingfeng scolded with a smile, "Forget it, you can go too." Remember not to follow those people in the future, there is no benefit. ”

The little yellow-haired king Xiaojian covered his face, wiped his tears and walked out of the noodle shop, and looked back at Qingfeng after going out. Qingfeng knew that the kid was not convinced, but he would not take this little threat to heart.

Seeing that these gangsters were gone, Aunt Zhang was completely relieved, and was very grateful to Qingfeng who had helped her a lot, and hurriedly moved a stool for Qingfeng to sit down, and brought tea to pour it for him, and then said: "Young man, thanks to you this time, otherwise the loss will be great." Are you still hungry? I'll make you another bowl of noodles?"

"Hehe, no need, I was already full just now. You don't have to thank me, it's just a gesture. The breeze waved his hand again and again.

"But, young man, although you are good, there is something that Aunt still wants to persuade you. There are all kinds of people in this society, and there are some people we can't afford to mess with. You are still young, try not to be impulsive in the future. Aunt Zhang said earnestly.

Qingfeng is not afraid of things, but he doesn't like trouble, and knows that Aunt Zhang is for her own good, so he nodded and said, "Thank you, I know." ”

Aunt Zhang looked Qingfeng up and down, and then said, "Young man, I see that you are still young, only a teenager, right? But you don't look like a student when you dress up, why did you come out to work so early?"

Qingfeng explained with a smile: "Auntie, my surname is Feng, you can call me Xiaofeng." I'm just a baby face, you don't look big, in fact, I'm over twenty years old. Qingfeng is his own Dao number, and it doesn't sound like a name, so he turned the Dao number upside down.

Aunt Zhang suddenly realized: "Oh, no wonder, I'm in my twenties." I was still strange just now, seeing that you are no more than two years older than that yellow hair, how can you talk old-fashioned. Where do you work?"

How to survive is a top priority, seeing that this Aunt Zhang is very kind, Qingfeng wants to know more things from her, so he first made up a life story for himself: "I haven't found a job yet." That's right, I have lived in the mountains since I was a child, and I have lived with my grandfather in a small Taoist temple, and I have never been out of the mountains. Later, my grandfather passed away, and the small Taoist temple fell into disrepair and collapsed, so I had to come out to make a living, and I came to Guanchuan in a daze. ”

"No wonder, I said why do you have a bun on your head, there are very few people dressed like this now. Aunt Zhang nodded, and then said, "It's not a way to wander like this, it's better to find a job to stabilize." ”

"It's just that I don't know anything, I don't have any skills, and I really don't know what to do. Qingfeng said with a red face.

"That's right. This small shop is opened by my son, and I and my daughter-in-law usually help me, so I don't need so many people for the time being, otherwise I will leave you to work here. Aunt Zhang thought for a while and said, "There is a place where I don't know if you want to go." ”

"Where is it?" asked Qingfeng.

Aunt Zhang walked to the door of the noodle shop with Qingfeng, pointed to an overpass in the distance and said, "It's the overpass at the intersection of Zhengbian Road and Zhongzhou Avenue." Because building materials are sold for dozens of kilometers along both sides of Zhengbian Road, there are often buyers who hire people to load and unload goods nearby, so a temporary labor market is slowly formed under this bridge. Now it is not just to load cars for people, but also to find short-term workers or construction sites to recruit people. There is a man named Lao Liang who often eats in my shop, and I know him well, so I can let him take care of you. It's just that the conditions are a little harder. ”

It's easy to find a way, and Qingfeng is naturally reluctant to let go: "No problem." I can eat any kind of bitterness. ”

"That's fine. Lao Liang and his gang usually wait for work near the big stone bridge during the day, and sleep directly under the bridge at night, and they definitely can't do it without a bedding. I have a mat in my warehouse, and an old quilt that no one uses, so I'll give it to you. Aunt Zhang found an old bed sheet, went to the warehouse to wrap the quilt and handed it to Qingfeng, and then took out another mat. The two locked the door of the noodle shop and walked towards the big stone bridge.

The big stone bridge is really big, the bridge deck is nearly ten zhang wide, the bridge is dozens of zhang long, in the eyes of the breeze, it is really ingenious, a bridge flies north and south, so that the vehicles in several directions are unimpeded, under the bridge, on the side of the road, or standing, or sitting fifty or sixty people. It's still hot at four o'clock, and most people are only wearing a pair of big pants and a pair of slippers, and only a few people who pay more attention to their image will put a T-shirt on their upper body. Some of these people have a piece of cardboard in front of them, on which are written words such as "decoration, water and electricity installation", and there are also brick trowels, trowels, and electric drills next to them, indicating that this person is a high-level skilled worker; The chisel shows that this person is a professional worker with his own tools, and some people hold their arms empty-handed, chatting in groups of three or five, while looking at the passing crowd with their eyes, indicating that this person has no skills, but has the strength to do anything, but you can't expect too much from him. Lao Liang is such a person, wearing a pair of gray knee-length pants on his upper body, a white vest on his lower body, a pair of yellow slippers on his feet, a dark face, full of folds, and white stubble, and he should be in his sixties.

Lao Liang was chatting with a person next to him, and when he saw Aunt Zhang leading Qingfeng over, he hurriedly greeted: "Big sister, why are you here?"

"Brother Liang, why are you so idle today? I don't have any work to do at this time? I sent someone over, this is a distant nephew of mine. Xiaofeng came out by himself, and he didn't know anything, so he had to be sent here to find some work to do. Brother Liang, you have to help me take care of him more. Aunt Zhang pointed to the breeze with the quilt on her back.

Lao Liang was also warm-hearted and said: "No problem, big sister, you can rest assured." Why doesn't your nephew study at home? Why did he come out to work at such a young age?"

"Alas, this child is pitiful, he has lived with his grandfather in the mountains since he was a child, and then his grandfather passed away, leaving him alone, and he had no choice but to come out to work. This kid doesn't know anything, but he's very smart, Brother Liang, you have nothing to teach him more. Aunt Zhang took out a set of words made up by Qingfeng and gave it to Lao Liang.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll definitely take care of him. He's so young, it's only temporary, and if he goes back and learns some skills or something, he will definitely be better than me in a few years. Lao Liang patted his chest and reassured.

"Then I'm relieved. ”

It was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was estimated that the son and daughter-in-law should come back from grocery shopping, and the noodle restaurant would open to sell dinner.

After sending Aunt Zhang away, Lao Liang took Qingfeng's quilt and mat, put it in a remote corner under the bridge, and then said: "Since you are the nephew of the eldest sister, you can call me Uncle Liang." The quilt is put here first, and mine is also next to it, so you can sleep directly on the ground at night. ”

"Old Uncle Liang, have you been staying here at night?" Qingfeng asked.

"yes, it's so hot now, it's cooler to live under the bridge. Besides, I usually take on some small work of unloading and moving things, and I finish it in a few hours and take the money and leave, and people don't provide a place to stay. It's too expensive to rent a house by yourself, and it's not convenient to go back and forth every day. Unless it is a large job for a relatively long time, the host family may provide food and lodging. "Uncle Liang introduced him very patiently.

"Uncle Liang, what kind of work do you usually take on more?"

"It's mainly to load trucks, unload and deliver materials, or move people, clear garbage, dig holes in walls or something, and occasionally recruit people from the construction site, but I'm too old for many people to use. Uncle Liang said.

"Uncle Liang, who is this young man?"

Uncle Liang and Qingfeng were talking, two people walked over, the first one was in his forties, dressed like Uncle Liang, although shabby, but it looked very clean, just walking with a limp, it seemed that there was something wrong with his legs, and he saw that there was a new face next to Uncle Liang, so he stood next to him and asked. The person behind is a little younger, about forty years old, with unkempt hair, only wearing a big trouser and a pair of slippers, dirty with a peculiar smell, I don't know how long I haven't taken a bath, although I was a little surprised to see Uncle Liang and Qingfeng, but I didn't speak, I walked to the corner and pulled my quilt and leaned on.