human suffering

Chapter 787

The hot water is so hot, it's groundwater boiled by gas.

Originally, the groundwater was very cold, but after being heated instantly, multiple water temperature layers were formed in the water.

There is already boiled water, and the cold water that just came out. When it touches the skin, it will be scalded to death for a while, and frozen to death for a while.

After thermal expansion and contraction several times, the surface skin cracks, and then the cycle of cold and heat continues on the next layer.

Cai Gen has never experienced a thousand cuts, but it should be no different from this feeling, cruel, and there is no place to hide, it is desperate.

Recalling it a little bit, the feeling was really uncomfortable.

Just as Cai Gen was about to speak, Zeng Tiejun raised his cigar and gestured at Cai Gen.

"Try it too, it's quite strong at the beginning, the more you smoke, the more enjoyable it is, it's better than Phoenix, and you don't need to roll cigarettes.

Hehe, I usually smoke Phoenix, and the cigarettes always lose foam.

My wife always thinks my cigarettes are useless and forces me to quit smoking.

At home, I only dare to smoke in the corridor, saying that it is not good for the fetus.

But I can’t help it, I can’t quit, I can’t bear to buy alcohol and drink, I can only smoke to relieve my fatigue, I am too tired to dig coal.

After finishing work and smoking a cigarette, I don't feel so tired of living. "

It seemed to be chattering and chatting about family affairs, but Cai Gen felt that his heartbeat was a bit out of rhythm, and it was half a beat slow from time to time.

Fenghuang Sai, a kind of bulk dry tobacco, has not undergone any process. After being crushed, it needs to be rolled with white paper for smoking.

No fragrance, no formula, all natural, but really not easy to smoke, very choking.

The only advantage is that it is cheap, very cheap, cheaper than the seven yuan and five packs of cigarettes that Cai Gen smokes.

In the past, when Cai Gen was a child, his grandparents all smoked Hanyan, that is, this kind of phoenix competition, so does anyone still smoke this cigarette now?

Zeng Tiejun is only in his 20s, and he has already practiced so far. Compared with him, Cai Gen can be regarded as a luxury.

No, miners earn a lot of money, especially front-line workers, who earn tens of thousands of dollars a month in this small city.

Because of the heavy physical strength, but also because it is very dangerous.

Yes, the child will be born soon, and there are many places to spend money.

Zeng Tiejun, who is an orphan, wants to save more money and let his children live better. He is really a good guy.

Such a good young man, who can endure hardship and take care of his family, why did he die like that?

Cai Gen feels uncomfortable when he thinks about it, as long as he has people's hearts, he will be unfair to him.

But is injustice useful?
Cai Gen won't revive Dafa, besides, isn't he already revived?

By the way, let's ask slowly from the root.

Being interrupted by such a distraction, Cai Gen lost his train of thought. After thinking for a long time, he finally figured out where the source was.

"Brother, I'm a few years older than you, I'm greedy.

I caught up, and no one recruited. I advise you to take it easy and stand up and talk without back pain. I can only hope that you can figure it out yourself. "

Zeng Tiejun also seemed to think of his wife and his children, and he was a little excited, and the frequency of smoking increased a little.

Hearing Cai Gen's persuasion, he smiled miserably.

"Hehe, I don't know what to do, what to do if I want to understand, I'm dead anyway."

Cai Gen finds it funny and bizarre for a person who is talking to you to face himself as a dead person, which is really an extraordinary experience.

"By the way, brother, were you the one who pulled me and that old man to your side?

Volunteering to share your experience with us? "

Zeng Tiejun was a little surprised by Cai Gen's question, as if Cai Gen's question was superfluous.

"So, you don't know anything?"

"Ah, I don't know, you think I know?"

"I don't think it's unimportant, what matters is your feelings."

"Then what should I know?"

Zeng Tiejun seemed not used to the fast pace of this kind of question and answer, so he paused.

"Are you in a hurry?"

Cai Gen was taken aback by the question, why did he come here to ask?

"Don't worry, what's the matter?"

Zeng Tiejun looked at the pile of kitchen utensils over there, and smiled embarrassedly.

"Man, when I died, I was an hour away from eating, and before I could catch up, the gas exploded.

Do you have food over there?I want to make up for that meal.

Soaking for nine hours, the most tormenting thing is not pain, but hunger, hehe. "

When Cai Gen heard this, his heart skipped a beat again. He was starving to death and didn't have a good meal. It was so cruel.

Without saying a word, he ran back. Because his physical strength had not fully recovered, he fell after running two steps.

Regardless of the soil on his body, let alone the ventilation of the lower plate, Cai Gen got up and ran to the simple kitchen.

Fortunately, the [-]-jin porridge bucket still had the bottom of a pimple soup inside. Cai Gen scraped a full scoop with a water ladle, and carefully handed it to Zeng Tiejun.

The partners squatting around also wanted to come up to help, but they were all turned away by Cai Gen's eyes.

Serving this brother by myself, eating a bowl of pimple soup, should be, I am very happy.

After handing the water ladle to Zeng Tiejun, it was Cai Gen's turn to feel embarrassed.

"Brother, the only thing that's ready-made is pimple soup. If you don't mind it, you can make do with it."

Zeng Tiejun took the water ladle, his hands trembling slightly, and quickly threw away the cigar.

Steady with both hands, looking at the pimple soup inside, the circles of my eyes turned red.

"Man, this is really great.

That day, the rice my wife brought me was pimple soup, but unfortunately I didn't eat it.

Today it’s not just a supplementary meal, it’s still the same, so good, hehe, hehe, heh.ah.”

Zeng Tiejun was laughing at first, happy and satisfied, but slowly, the smile was still there, but he couldn't stop crying and howling.

Seeing Cai Gen's heart start to twitch again, he really couldn't accept such a heart-wrenching scene.

I really don't know, if I keep watching, my heart will not be able to bear it.

I'm a little older, and although I don't have a lot of experience, I really understand a lot about the coldness and warmth of people and the difficulty of life.

Seeing such a heart-touching action, Cai Gen will unconsciously feel empathy, so what if it is him?
If Yuanyuan made herself a pimple soup for lunch, and it would be difficult before she could eat it, then when she faced the pimple soup again, what kind of mood would she be in?
Just a little heart comparison, Cai Gen's eye sockets are also moist.

"Brother, eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good when it gets cold, it'll hurt your stomach."

Cai Gen tried his best to treat Zeng Tiejun as a living person, an ordinary person, so as to reduce his psychological burden.

The heart that twitches from time to time can't stand too much stimulation.

It's not good if I cry with Zeng Tiejun here.

Not only is it not good to be seen by his own people, but it is also not good to be seen by Zeng Tiejun, and he thought he felt pity for him.

Cai Gen knew in his heart that it was definitely not pity, but that he was insulting Zeng Tiejun who was trying to live a better life.

It can only be distressed, although it is not relative or reason, Cai Gen really feels sorry for this young man.

(End of this chapter)