Catching horse mother and daughter

Chapter 66

Zhang Yousong originally wanted to go home and mortgage the house and continue working, but after thinking about it, the mortgage of his house was not enough.He has to buy materials and pay wages to workers. He doesn't have that much money.

"Mr. Zhang, when will we start work?" The workers were a little anxious after stopping work for several days, seeing Zhang Yousong hurriedly gathered around.

Zhang Yousong was silent for a long time before he said, "This project cannot be done."

"Ah, how come, what about what we did before?"

"Don't do it, don't do it, where shall we go?"

The workers became anxious when they heard this, and Zhang Yousong was dizzy from the quarrel with each other.

"Don't worry, I will pay you the previous wages." He yelled loudly, and finally restrained the workers.

"Xiao Lin, help me settle the accounts, and then I will pay the brothers." Zhang Yousong was very tired, and he felt that he had no strength in his whole body.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang." The young man who was named by him nodded immediately, and counted the wages for everyone one by one.

After checking, Zhang Yousong went to the bank on the spot to withdraw the last [-] yuan in cash and distributed the money to the workers.

"Thank you Mr. Zhang."

"Mr. Zhang still has work next time, so please continue to look for me. I will definitely come here first."

After getting the money, the workers all smiled, but Zhang Yousong couldn't laugh at all.

Next time, I'm afraid there won't be a next time in his life.

He sat on the construction site dejectedly, watching the workers leave with snakeskin bags, he couldn't help but wiped his wet eyes with his hand.

After working hard all his life, he returned to before liberation overnight.How does this make him reconciled, how does this make him live.

Going back to the rental house in a daze, Zhang Yousong finished packing his luggage, feeling at a loss.

Does he really want to go home so disheartened?
He was a little uncertain, got up and walked outside.

He looked up at the top of the building and thought of Wang Zhihai.

"Old Wang, what were you thinking at that time?" He looked at the sky and muttered to himself.

He bought a bottle of beer, walked to the rooftop, looked down, his legs were a little weak.

As soon as the cold evening wind blew, he trembled all over, and the wine bottle in his hand almost fell out of balance.

This is the 18th floor, jumping off would really kill you.

Realizing this, he was a little embarrassed.

He swallowed, and took a few steps back.

"Hey, brother, you drink alone too." A male voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Zhang Yousong subconsciously turned around.

The one who came up was a middle-aged man about 50 to [-] years old. He held beer and peanuts in his left hand and a small charcoal stove in his right hand.

"Shall we have a drink together?" The man smiled and waved at him.

Zhang Yousong hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

"Come here, it's windy there." The weather in December was really cold, but with the man's small charcoal stove, it didn't feel so hard.

"The electric oven is too expensive. The charcoal was given by someone else, so don't use it for nothing. It's not that charcoal is not allowed in the house, so I thought about going upstairs." As if seeing his doubts, the man chuckled .

"I see." Zhang Yousong suddenly realized.

"My name is Zhao Eryong, what do you call me?" Zhao Eryong put down the small charcoal stove and chatted with him.

"Zhang Yousong, you can call me Lao Zhang."

"Hey, Lao Zhang, why are you drinking alone here at night?" Zhao Eryong opened the peanuts, poured out a handful and handed it to him.

"Oh." Zhang Yousong sighed, not knowing where to start.

"Come, come, go, drink well, and have no worries every day." Seeing him like this, Zhao Eryong knew which pot he was not opening and which pot he was carrying, and he probably encountered someone sad.

After Zhang Yousong heard this, he raised a bottle and clinked a glass with him.He suddenly took a sip of wine into his stomach, and the cold wind blew into his stomach along with the wine, and he couldn't help hiccupping.

The originally heavy atmosphere was broken by this hiccup.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Why did you come up to drink?" Zhang Yousong was a little curious.

Seeing how well-prepared he is, he probably didn't come here for a drink.

"I'm homesick, I miss my wife and children." Zhao Eryong didn't hide it from him, and told the truth directly.

"Are you working alone?" Zhang Yousong asked again.

"Yes." Zhao Eryong nodded, "My mother is sick and suffers from uremia, and she needs regular dialysis, which costs a lot of money. My wife takes care of her at home. The youngest son is autistic, and the doctor said that the sooner the intervention, the better. .This is a place where money is spent everywhere, why don’t I come out to work.”

Hearing what he said, Zhang Yousong couldn't help feeling sorry for him.It is the most difficult for people to reach middle age, there are ups and downs and downs.

"Oh." He didn't know what to say, so he sighed heavily.

"Why are you sighing?" Zhao Eryong was happy to see his dejected appearance, "at least my old mother is still alive, and my youngest son is getting better gradually, and will call him father. You see, there is still hope for this day. "

Zhang Yousong was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

There is still hope for the day.

Zhao Eryong was so optimistic even though he was going through so much hardship, but he was the one who started looking for life and death just because he ran out of money.

"Really, Lao Zhang, I have realized the truth. As long as you are in good health, nothing matters. You can earn money, but if your health breaks down, then you are really doomed." Zhao Eryong took a big sip of wine and chewed With peanuts, he spoke with emotion.

Listening to his words, Zhang Yousong felt that the extinguished fire in his heart was slowly being lit again.

Yes, he is much luckier than Zhao Eryong.His old mother is still alive and healthy. She is almost 80 years old and her body is still very strong. She can eat two big bowls of rice every day.The children have grown up too, so he doesn't need to worry too much.

"You're right, come on, let's drink." Zhang Yousong held up the bottle and touched him again.

"Hey, cheers."

The two drank the wine with a smile, and after sharing the peanuts, they chatted for a long time.It wasn't until the charcoal fire in the small charcoal stove was completely extinguished that the two of them were still unsatisfied, and went downstairs with their shoulders crossed.

Waking up the next day, Zhang Yousong thought about it and decided to leave the remaining 2000 yuan from yesterday's salary to Zhao Eryong.

He stuffed the money into an envelope and left a note inside, wishing his mother and child a speedy recovery.

He carried the suitcase and took the envelope to the ninth floor. He knocked on the door and found no movement inside.Glancing at the time on the phone, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, and Zhao Eryong had probably gone to work.

So he stuffed the envelope through the crack of the door.

After doing all this, he strode out of the building.

Goodbye, Nantong.

He's going home.

(End of this chapter)