Fengcheng old events

Chapter 43 Sifting Sand

In this day and age, those who are in charge of factories and mines can't recruit workers when they are short of people, they have to make a report, and they have to borrow people everywhere for temporary shortages like this, and they can't think about production labor and make mistakes.

Dongzi beckoned: "Let's go, follow me. Can you ride a bicycle?"

Liu Zhaofeng shook his head: "No. I can run, fast. I also have energy."

Dongzi slapped Liu Zhaofeng on the shoulder: "Just blow it up, look at your small arms and legs, as thin as a dragon. Alright, let's go, go to practice, if you are really capable, I will give you [-] cents."

Liu Zhaofeng said: "I have energy, and I will definitely be able to do well."

Several people walked to the side of the road, and Dongzi took the bicycle out of the grass.The bracket of the car was broken, and it could not be supported and had to be put down.

A few people couldn't ride a bicycle, and Dongzi didn't ride either. They pushed the bike and walked to the battlefield.

The sand field is almost three miles away from the brick kiln, on the bend of the river.

There are too many sand and gravel dug out of the river, and they must be sieved before they can be used. There is no machine at the moment, and it is all done by manpower.

Wet sand is heavier than soil, so it needs to be loaded into the sieve with one shovel after another, sticking together in lumps, and then shaken with both arms to sieve it out.If you don't sieve it hard, it will not come out, and the sieve will be blocked.

When he got off work at night, Liu Zhaofeng felt that his arms were no longer his own.Already swollen.

He gritted his teeth and put on the clothes that were placed on the stone beside him, and he and Dongzi paid their wages and walked back.

Along the way, I felt like I was carrying heavy things on my body, numb, and the blisters on my hands were painful.

But as soon as he touched the [-] cents in his pocket, his heart felt hot again, and he felt that it didn't hurt so much.

When we got to the school, it was already over. Liu Jinrong sat on the rock in front of the slope and drew on the ground with a straw stick, his hair parted in a daze.The teachers and classmates had already left, and it was lunch time, and every household in the fort was smoking.

"Jin Baoer."

Liu Jinrong raised his head abruptly, with a surprised smile on his face: "Brother."

Liu Zhaofeng wanted to wave, but he didn't raise his arm like a sandbag, "Let's go, go home."

Liu Jinrong came down the slope with his schoolbag on his back, reached out and grabbed Liu Zhaofeng's left arm: "Brother, why did you come back so late? Are you tired from work?"

Liu Zhaofeng turned his head and let out a sigh of relief. The place Liu Jinrong was holding was as painful as a needle prick: "I'm not tired, just sifting sand, like playing. I earned [-] cents, [-] cents a day from tomorrow, about ten yuan a month." .”

Liu Jinrong happily jumped a few times: "Brother, you are really amazing."

When the two of them walked home along the dirt road, it was already dark, and Zhang Jingyi was standing at the entrance of Dongtouyuan and looking over here.

"Mom, my brother earned [-] cents today, which means it will be [-] cents a day from tomorrow." Liu Jinrong let go of Liu Zhaofeng and ran to Zhang Jingyi.

Zhang Jingyi looked at his son: "What work are you doing? Are you tired?"

Liu Zhaofeng said: "Just sifting sand by the river, I don't feel tired."

After entering the yard, Zhang Wanzhi was feeding the pigs, and said with a smile, "Are you back? Hurry up and eat in the house, are you hungry?"

Liu Jinrong trotted into the house: "It's time to eat. I'm so hungry." Liu Zhaofeng didn't say anything, closed the fence gate of the yard, went to fetch water and washed his hands enduring the pain.

Zhang Wanli sat on the northern kang smoking a pipe and asked, "Zhaofeng, what work are you doing today?"

Liu Zhaofeng said, "Sieve the sand."

Zhang Wanli nodded and asked, "Are there any blisters on your hands?"

Liu Zhaofeng said: "No. It's up, a few, it's all right."

Zhang Wanli stood up, searched in the drawer under the kang cabinet, took out a small bottle, and said, "Come on, get some of this and it won't hurt."

Liu Zhaofeng walked over and stretched his head to look.

Zhang Wanli dug out a little white powder from the small bottle with a matchstick, gently shook it on Liu Zhaofeng's worn-out blisters, picked a little bit from each of them, and said, "Okay, don't get wet, it will be fine tomorrow morning." Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep tonight."

Liu Zhaofeng asked: "Master, what is this? What kind of medicine?"

Zhang Wanli said with a smile, "I made the wound medicine myself. It works better than the medicine bought from the hospital."

Liu Zhaofeng asked: "What did you use to make it?" He felt a little cool on his hands.

Zhang Jingyi and Zhang Wanzhi tidied up the table and served the food, Zhang Wanli put away the medicine bottle: "Here, the little mouse bastard just born, and the old Fanghui, can stop the bleeding and relieve the pain. This is the old Fang, and there are not many of them now." will do."

Liu Zhaofeng twitched his face, looked at his hands that had been wiped with Bai Mo, and felt an urge to wash them clean.But, it seems, it really doesn't hurt much.

Zhang Wanli sat on the edge of the kang: "Come, eat. What's the matter? Do you hate it? Let me tell you, this is Orion's prescription, and it works. You will know it tomorrow."

Enduring the pain, Liu Zhaofeng ate the meal slowly with chopsticks. He wanted to hurry up, but his hands would not work if he was too fast, and he couldn't pick it up.

After eating, Liu Zhaofeng took out the thirty cents and handed it to Zhang Jingyi: "Mom, my wages for today."

Zhang Jingyi looked at the money in Liu Zhaofeng's hand, but he didn't take it, and said, "You keep it, go out to work, and bring some money with you, in case you need it."

Liu Zhaofeng stuffed the money into Zhang Jingyi's hands: "I still have it tomorrow, and I'll count fifty cents a day from tomorrow."

Zhang Wanli said with a smile: "Okay, this earns more than me. Okay, I'll go up the mountain to find some meat for you when I'm free."

Liu Jinrong asked: "Master, what's on the mountain?"

Zhang Wanli said: "There are everything, pheasants, rabbits, foxes, badgers, roe deer, whatever you catch."

After dinner, there was no entertainment at the moment, so I turned off the lights and went to lie down on the kang.Sleeping from sunrise to sunset, this is life in the countryside.

Liu Zhaofeng fell asleep shortly after laying down. Zhang Wanzhi said, "The child is tired today. I'll bring some dry food tomorrow. He needs to eat enough."

Zhang Jingyi said: "How do you do it? I have never done it before."

Zhang Wanzhi said: "It's easy to do. Get up early tomorrow and let my brother do it. You can learn it."

Zhang Wanli is capable. He is good at hunting, farming, weaving baskets and weaving baskets. He is ten years older than Zhang Wanzhi. This younger brother was brought up by him alone.

During the slack season, he would go to the mountains, or weave some baskets and exchange them with other people's houses.It is also an income.

The next day, when Liu Zhaofeng got up, Zhang Wanli had already steamed the pastry with Zhang Jingyi, and the four of them ate, and Liu Zhaofeng and Liu Jinrong went out with the packed lunch.

Liu Zhaofeng went to work, and Liu Jinrong would not come back at noon, a little girl was not safe.

"Brother, I'll give you half of it, I can't finish it."

At the school gate, Liu Jinrong broke up half of the pastry he had brought and stuffed it to Liu Zhaofeng.

"I can eat enough, you can eat."

"I really can't finish eating. Brother, can you come back early at night? I'm afraid to stay here alone."

If you want to go back early, you have to work hard during the day. If you don’t work enough, you won’t get paid.

In this way, Liu Zhaofeng became the smallest worker on the battlefield.

The days passed by.

(End of this chapter)