Ordinary people's rice bowl

Chapter 622
"Who is it?" Mu Zhen asked while putting on her shoes.

"I, open the door!" A woman's voice outside the door could be heard, with three points of anger in the words.

"I fell asleep, what's the matter?" Mu Zhen, who was only wearing underwear, replied holding the edge of the bed with one hand and holding the shoe in the other.

"Why are the lights on when you sleep? Do you think this is your home, and you can use the electricity for free!" The voice outside the door is obviously much higher, if there is no north wind howling and the roar of cars on the road outside the gate , the sound seemed to be shouted from a loudspeaker.

When Mu Zhen heard this voice, the short, thin old woman who was on duty at the gate immediately appeared in her mind.

In the past few days, Mu Zhen has dealt with most of the two women who are on duty at the gate. They will greet them when they enter the factory area. One of them is a square-faced middle-aged woman who often has a smile on her face. They are like relatives, but this thin and short old woman is the complete opposite. She usually has no expression on her face, and her face seems to be full of hostility towards her. Now she actually said such unbearable words, which immediately made Mu Zhen angry. The blood was pouring, and she had no intention of opening the door. Mu Zhen, who was already irritable, seemed to let the old woman pour some "gasoline", and replied impatiently: "This is just a fifteen-watt light bulb. How much electricity?"

Mu Zhen's reply seemed to irritate the woman outside the door: "I'll take care of you turning on the light! I can't control the size of the light bulb! I just let you turn off the light! You open the door and talk!" As soon as the voice fell, the door opened. The knocking on the door became more urgent, and the sound of kicking the door was casually mixed with it.

Mu Zhen immediately grabbed the long underwear on the head of the bed and put them on her body, then quickly walked over and opened the latch that was almost knocked off. With the dim light, Mu Zhen saw a dark face, almost ferocious.

Before Mu Zhen could speak, the distorted and distorted face immediately became a little arrogant: "You seem to be paying attention to you by turning on the lights? What kind of thing are you?"

Mu Zhen stood there stunned, and immediately thought that a good man would not fight a woman, so she calmed down and said, "What did I say? Can you speak more civilly?"

"I don't know what civilization is? Civilization, don't come here to play civilization! If you have the ability, go to the government office to play civilization!" Mu Zhen's subdued tone did not get the woman's understanding, but shouted louder and louder.

"I, I'm not arguing with you, and I don't need to arguing with you!" Mu Zhen was obviously irritated again by her unreasonable words, and her tone became severe.

"You think you're justified, don't you? I've got such a job, so I have the right to control you. Why are you arguing?" The old woman screamed as if she couldn't be reasonable.

This kind of screaming immediately turned on the lights in the migrant worker's dormitory not far from Mu Zhen's dormitory, and then a few good people came to Mu Zhen's dormitory.

Mu Zhen greeted as if seeing a savior: "Brothers, come and judge!"

When the old woman heard Mu Zhen's cry, she went crazy and scratched her head a few times, her hair became messy, and then she yelled: "I've been beaten! I've been beaten! Come and see, The young man hit someone!"

Mu Zhen was stunned by the situation in front of her, and she couldn't imagine that the old woman would throw a tantrum in front of her and use such despicable means to deal with her. Mu Zhen became bewildered and leaned against the door frame, Facing the cold wind, I felt some cold sweat coming out of my body.

When the migrant worker brothers came over, the old woman sat on the ground and began to cry.

Mu Zhen looked helplessly at the surrounding migrant workers: "Look, look, this, this..."

Several migrant workers just stood and watched, and no one stepped forward to dissuade them. Everyone was in a stalemate there. The cry of the old woman was blown into the night sky by the north wind, and the huts on the street outside the factory area were startled. When the light was turned on, Mu Zhen's mind was at a loss, and she really didn't know how to end it.How much Mu Zhen hoped that the onlookers would stand up and help her out, but at this moment, those migrant workers were just like the group of onlookers in Lu Xun's "Medicine", numb and sluggish, extremely indifferent, and motionless.

(End of this chapter)