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August [-]th is still a sunny day.

At this time, autumn in Beijing is crisp and the weather is neither too hot nor too cold, just right for traveling.There are only four days between the Mid-Autumn Festival and the National Day this year. The two festivals almost collide. There are not many such opportunities.Originally, it is common for Chinese people to migrate from south to north, and with the addition of these tourist groups, the Ministry of Railways is so happy that its buttocks are blooming.Those in the south run north, those in the north rush south, those in the east go to the west to see new things, and those in the west go to the east coast to learn more.The Chinese seem to be crazy, and the Chinese seem to have nowhere to spend their money. They make full use of these few days to do a big migration across the country.

Zhang Hengu couldn't understand seeing these people in a hurry. How nice it is to have a glass of wine at home if you have money. If you don't have a big bag and a small bag, you can squeeze the car back and forth.He had heard the story of squeezing the old lady into a photo with his own ears, and the person who told about it said that it was definitely what he saw with his own eyes, and it was definitely not a folk tale or a legend in the Internet news.

As a foreigner, Zhang Hengu did not understand the Chinese affairs.Migrant workers like Dayan Feng, who is Chinese, also did not understand.But they are different from Zhang Hengu, because they all have their own personal experience.When it comes to the Spring Festival, they also have to carry big bags and carry them on their backs, risking being photographed, just to go home to see their parents and children, sleep with women for a few nights, and then pack big and small bags. He came back at the risk of being squeezed into a photo, and started a life of selling his youth and physical strength.

Zhang Hengu didn't understand these Chinese people, and Big Eyed Feng didn't understand Zhang Hengu either.You are a foreigner, do you have to go to China to work?You know, the Dai Gang is tens of thousands of miles away from Beijing. If you take a plane, you have to go to Hong Kong first, and then to Beijing. How much is the travel fare?Besides, if you want to go abroad to work, you should go with a new focus, no matter which country you go to, you should not go to China, right?It is said that washing dishes in the United States can earn thousands of dollars a day, and living a moderately prosperous life on relief. If it were Big Eyed Feng, he would have gone to the United States to live a life like heaven.

How many times did Zhang Hengu explain to them, but Big Eyed Feng just didn't believe it.Every time he mentioned this, Zhang Hengu had to explain meaninglessly: when they came to China, they didn’t need to apply for a visa to take a plane. They just took a boat or climbed a mountain to enter China’s borders in a few hours.Then pick up the car to Kunming and find a way to get on the train. As long as you don't have a few dreams, you can see the legendary woman.Regarding this point, Big Eyed Feng has never been able to understand that he can enter China without a visa or by plane.If this is the case, don't those PLA uncles stationed at the border become PLA grandfathers? Can't they hear or see?

It doesn't matter if I understand it, or I don't understand it, anyway, Zhang Hengu and people like Zhang Hengu are living beside me, speaking Mandarin that is more standard than myself, doing work for the people of Beijing.

How grandpa of the People's Liberation Army guards the border has nothing to do with these migrant workers.What they can do now is work.

Today's work is still digging holes.

Tongtong once said to Big Eyed Feng more than once: "Is it possible for you kid to get something else to say? Change to a fresh one, and work with a bit of energy. Except digging holes and ditches all day long, if you can really dig out some treasures It's interesting, but I can't even dig out a broken bowl! It's really boring."

"Hey, it's useless to talk so much nonsense. Work hard, earn a lot of money, and go to bed at night. Didn't you say that there is a pretty young model in Qingnian Road?" Zhonghui said.

"Go away, there are young models on Qingnian Road, and there are even young models in Zhoukou Store." Dayan Feng swung the shovel and said, "Even if there are one and a half beauties, the director will ask them to come out within half a minute after they are out of the pot." Sleeping, you still want to find a tender model?"

"That's not necessarily true. There are quite a few female directors now." Tongtong was very dissatisfied with Big Eyed Feng's statement. Did this somehow shatter his hopes?

"Well...that's true, but there are quite a lot of young male models now." Zhonghui's words made everyone laugh.

Big Eyed Feng said: "You people are just uneducated. Let me tell you, China is called a market economy now, do you understand? If there is demand, there will be a market. Male directors look for female models, and female directors look for male models. That’s what’s needed.”

Zhang Hengu interjected, saying: "It seems that one must be a director to be a man these days, and one cannot find a model if one is looking for a wife."

Tong Tong said: "You will be finished as soon as you say this. Just listen to the first half of your sentence, it seems that you still have a bit of culture. But after listening to the second half of the sentence, it's over, you are a big bastard."

Zhang Hengu said unconvinced: "Forget it, you think you can read more than me?"

"It has nothing to do with literacy? Hey, I said Gu, you said the director slept with models, which one took advantage?" Zhonghui asked.

Zhang Hengu's cannons have always only hit his own bed, of course he has never been to Youth Road, and he doesn't know what they mean by tender model?Hearing Zhong Hui ask him this way, he can only say matter-of-factly: "It's hard to say which one is more advantageous when the director sleeps with the actors. If the director is big, the woman will be happy. If the man is too old to be useful, then that is The man is happy."

"Oh, I didn't expect you, a foreigner, to be able to speak Beijing dialect to such an extent. It is said that you are uneducated, but in fact you are quite smart without a brain." Tong Tong made a gesture of touching his brain. Fortunately, Zhang Hengu didn't see it.

Zhang Hengu didn't know where to praise him, so he pointed to his head and asked: "Where? Is it smart to learn to speak or to see the director?"

Tong Tong saw that he wanted to change the subject and quickly pulled it back. While working, he gestured with the iron rod and said: "Directors are generally old, and the guys are definitely not good. If you want to say that you can, you must count Mr. Chen Guanxi You said why so many actresses have a hand with him. If it weren't for this kid's special ability, no one would believe it."

"Yes, it's strange if you say it. How can someone with the surname Xie bear it? This kid surnamed Xie is really not an ordinary person."

"Maybe Mr. Xie is sleeping with someone else..."

What they are doing today is a civil air defense project, and the ditch is not too deep.A dozen or so people stood in the ditch with their waists bent, still more than two meters away from the ground.When they look outside, they can only see a piece of blue sky above their heads, just like the frog in the idiom of sitting in a well and watching the sky.And the pedestrians coming and going above can see their figures as long as they probe.

Just as they were discussing enthusiastically, a huge rock suddenly rolled down from above and fell towards the place where Zhang Hengu was standing!

Be careful!

With a shout, he kicked Zhang Hengu aside.The big rock that fell from the sky fell on the iron rod that Tongtong was holding, and the iron rod broke immediately with a scream.

Zhang Hengu didn't know that he had already walked through the gate of hell just now. He just felt a pain in his back and let Tongtong kick him aside. He began to think who was joking with him, so he got up cursing and saw the sticker behind him. Looking at the stone that fell from his buttocks, his face turned green instantly.

"It's your fate." Big-eyed Feng turned dark, and pulled Zhang Hengu up.

Tong Tong tried his best to pull out half of the wooden handle, but there was no movement after pulling it three times in a row.

This stone weighed at least three or four hundred catties. If it fell on Zhang Hengu, it would be strange if it didn't become a meatloaf.

Originally Zhang Hengu was still full of energy, but after thinking about the situation just now, his legs might become weak immediately.

My God, this is Beijing. Where did such a big stone come from?Besides, how could such a big rock fall out of thin air?

"You're really lucky." Big-eyed Feng patted Zhang Hengu on the shoulder and said, "You're going to be unlucky. The few of us have finished all the work we've done these past few months, and we have to buy it for you if we earn money." The coffin. I will buy you a drink later. You are not dead, and we have not suffered any loss."

"Sky burials are popular in our place, and coffins are not used." Zhang Hengu grinned, trying to put on a smile.But with such serious consequences, he really couldn't laugh.If it hadn't been for Tongtong's moment just now, maybe he is already lying in the crematorium now, and he doesn't even need to go to the morgue.

Big-eyed Feng paid his attention to the big rock again, and said, "I'm quitting work today. Today, Zhang Hen's destiny is too big, and I owe it to Tongtong's foot. From now on, I will give it to anyone who doesn't like it." Kick it hard—I’ll go to Dashilan to find a snack for me to treat you. Thank you Tongtong for saving your life, and I congratulate you on surviving the catastrophe.”

"Damn it, which kid got the stone? Brother Yan, we have to check this?"

Tongtong's words reminded everyone, and they all picked up the guy and jumped to the ground.

It stands to reason that when they were constructing, roadblocks were set up on both sides of the road to prevent relevant vehicles and personnel from passing by.Occasionally, there are people on bicycles and motorcycles, regardless of roadblocks and construction reminders, but they have already avoided seeing the big pit, and they are afraid of falling. It is far away from the ditch. How could someone throw such a big stone?

The current time is just past nine o'clock in the morning. Although the rush hour has just passed, there are still many pedestrians on the road.Some of these people were passing by, and some were residents of nearby communities.But it is impossible for anyone to carry such a large stone and throw it here.Not to mention these ordinary people, even a strong man like Tongtong is impossible.Without mechanical power, if you want to move this big rock, it is estimated that only Hua monk Lu Zhishen can travel to modern times to do it.

"Master, did you see someone pushing stones into the ditch?" Big Eyed Feng asked passers-by nearby.

All the passers-by looked down at the stone, and everyone shook their heads.That expression, apart from sympathy, was more inexplicable.

"Could it be a stone that flew down from the sky? It's called a fucking comet. It should fall into the planetarium." Big Eyed Feng said depressingly.

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