My girlfriend who has been running for ten years is getting married tomorrow
Chapter 6 We Are Two Fishes on Christmas Eve
Chapter 6 We Are Two Fishes on Christmas Eve (2)
I thought about it for a few days, and finally decided to graduate. I said: "You go to school obediently, and you will go to graduate school in the future. I will go out to explore the world first. When you graduate, I will just marry you!"
At that time, I thought I was thinking about the future rationally and clearly: I entered the society to work early to make money, and when Ling Yiyao graduated from graduate school four years later, I just accumulated a relatively solid material foundation and built a stable and warm home for her.
I still don’t know whether my original decision was correct. Sometimes I firmly believe that it is a man’s responsibility, but once I drink too much, the causal connection will be very far away. In the final analysis, it is because I did not study hard that it will cause the two to forget each other. ending.
My first job was as a data clerk in a supervision company. The salary was [-] yuan during the probationary period, and [-] yuan after I became a regular.At that time, the prices were fairly stable, the cost of living was not high, and housing prices had not yet become a heart disease for ordinary people. I was once proud of myself.At that time, I liked to hear people say "jobs are hard to find", because only when I heard such words, I felt that I was not a loser, or even a winner.
Working in a supervision company should be very easy, but it does not refer to hard-working data clerks like us.During the day, I was busy running around, holding the computer to process various documents.Sometimes the supervisors are busy playing cards, and they casually say "you go and see the scene", and I have to temporarily act as the on-site supervisor.It was a provincial road project, and I was wandering outside alone wearing a blue hard hat, and I couldn't find a few shade trees in a radius of several miles.After baking in the scorching sun for more than ten minutes, I finally walked into the pergola where the woodworkers made concrete molds, to avoid the sun for a while, and let my feet in the safety shoes breathe.
"Where is it not in compliance with the specification?" The carpenter's face suddenly darkened.
"No." I was a little at a loss.
"Then what are you looking at here?"
I suddenly realized that the workers in the construction unit usually don’t like supervisors, one is because they feel oppressive, and the other is that supervisors are not a good thing in their eyes.On the surface, the bosses of the engineering team nodded and bowed to the supervisors, but in private they condoned and even encouraged the workers to treat the supervisors badly. Finally, they said "Why are you angry with the workers", and we had to suffer a lot.
"I'm just hiding from the sun for a while," I said.
The rebar workers laughed disdainfully: "If it's too hot, go back to the air-conditioned room in your supervisor's office and hide. What the hell are you watching here?"
I had nothing to say, so I had no choice but to leave the arbor in despair, and continued to walk aimlessly under the scorching sun, vaguely hearing their triumphant laughs.I am a rookie just out of school, just a small data officer, not even a supervisor, and no one will help me out if I am humiliated.When it comes to quarreling, I can't scold well; when it comes to fighting, I am not their opponent; when it comes to income, the salary of carpenters is double that of ordinary college students-I am like a weak person here.
After a day of work, I am exhausted physically and mentally.In the evening Ling Yiyao called to chat with me, I was so tired that I just wanted to sleep soundly and hide in my dream to relive the dream of the proud son of heaven.Ling Yiyao was in a wonderful mood. She and her roommate went to play in the newly opened swimming pool nearby. There were only a few people in the huge pool, and it took her more than two hours to climb up.
"The pool is very clean. I heard that the water was just changed yesterday. It is very clear. However, it was a bit messy when I first entered the water. I accidentally choked on a few small mouthfuls. It smells like bleach." She described it with great interest.
In the past, every pronunciation of her made me feel extremely cute, but now she seemed a little chattery.I lay face down on the bed with my phone next to my ear, trying to stay awake while listening.
"What about you? Do you like swimming? It's so cool in the pool in summer!"
I said in a daze, "What are you swimming for? I didn't even take a shower."
She suddenly became inexplicably surprised: "You don't take a bath in summer? It stinks! It's so dirty!"
How can I explain it?I said that I was too tired to move, and even lifting my finger would consume [-]% of my internal energy, and half of my mind had already stepped on the threshold of Duke Zhou’s house. It’s not my body, but my soul that’s talking to her now?She's still in school and doesn't understand what it's like to be so overworked, she just thinks it's good for me to rush me to take a shower.
I interrupted: "I'm going to bed first, let's talk tomorrow, and you should go to bed earlier."
Ling Yiyao was stunned for a moment, his voice suddenly became cold, and he said, "Are you concerned about me, or are you bored with me?"
I said, "I'm just tired."
She sneered and hung up the phone. My ears finally calmed down, and I could only hear the yelling of playing cards and gambling in the next room.I lay on the bed for a while, but I couldn't fall asleep. Thinking back to the conversation just now and her "hehe", I woke up suddenly: After dating for three years, this is the first time I have been so rebellious!
I anxiously called back, but fortunately she did not refuse or ignore her. As soon as the call was connected, I apologized piously: "I am guilty, I surrender myself, and I beg the organization to treat me leniently."
"Aren't you tired? Go to bed early." Her tone was very flat, "I'm tired too."
She obviously held a grudge.
Ling Yiyao has a very stubborn personality, she doesn't turn her back easily, but once she does, it's really hard to make up.The cold war she set off lasted for a full week, and the phone calls were answered, but it was very cold, so cold that people felt that she had moved on overnight.
"Little aunt, what can I do to forgive me?" I wish I could kneel down on the phone.
"Am I angry?" She remained calm.
This kind of dire straits made me suffer so much, I said hello every morning and knelt down every night, and tried my best to reshape the sunny image of "happy work, happy life".Fortunately, she wasn't a messy girl either. She thought that she was almost punished, so she called and asked, "Do you know that you are wrong?"
I said: "A thousand cuts, death is not a pity."
"Then will you do it again in the future?"
I hurriedly swear to God that I would never dare to perfuse her, the little Buddha, in my life, so she mercifully let me live.
However, the end of the Cold War does not mean the disappearance of our conflicts. In her world, there are only studies and love, and I have begun to bear pressure from various aspects, especially worries about the future.I am an ordinary country boy, without the protection of my parents and ancestors, let alone the support of high-ranking officials. Leaving school means complete independence.I am soft-spoken and have little knowledge. I don't know how to live. I can only hang on to a job day by day.
What will I do to marry Ling Yiyao in the future?I often have this anxiety.
There was a foreman surnamed Ding who was illiterate and could not even write his own name, so he had to ask his wife, who cooks on the construction site, to sign documents for him.He laughed at me and said: "The Goujiaoban characters you have learned can be sold for tens of thousands of dollars if you take them apart and sell them stroke by stroke?"
I can only laugh helplessly.
If those words could be taken apart and sold for money, I would have sold them long ago.
At that time, I was a poor guy with no big ambitions. The job I envied most in my life was a director. If I didn’t do anything, people would give me cigarettes and wine stuffed with red envelopes. This was my ideal in my life.After working as a data officer for more than half a year, he felt quite good about himself. He ate and drank with the supervisor, smoked and drank a lot. Although he sometimes had to be a grandson, he always had the opportunity to be a grandfather.
Ling Yiyao and I dated once a month on average. When we were in a hurry, we would take a two-hour car ride there, we would have lunch together, and then go shopping casually, and we had to separate at dusk.I reported the good news and not the bad news in front of her, bragging about any small achievement to death, winning bonuses, receiving small gifts, getting praise, and playing awe-inspiring, while she listened carefully with her cheeks resting, as if I Is a stalwart unrivaled hero.
On the first Valentine's Day after graduating from university, I went to play with her in downtown Nantong, and gave her a half-person-high bear doll as a holiday gift, 45 yuan.She happily placed it in her bedroom, but when her uncle's child went to her house to play, he fell in love with the teddy bear, cried and made fuss, and finally hugged it back arrogantly.
As a loving cousin, Ling Yiyao was embarrassed to say that she couldn't bear to give it. The next day, she took a two-hour car ride back to the small shop, bought a bear doll that was exactly the same, and went straight to her uncle's house. The one that was sent was replaced.
I asked: "The two are exactly the same, why change?"
She said: "I named this one, how can two be the same?"
This simple sentence warmed my heart. I have a creamy heart in front of Ling Yiyao.
The love at that time was as cheap as the grass seeds in the wilderness in late autumn, which can be scattered all over the ground with a light shake.Occasionally, these grass seeds bloom a few delicate flowers in the warm sun, which becomes an argument for long live youth, but when the wind and rain hit, they are just a piece of residue.
Ling Yiyao was so absorbed in the postgraduate entrance examination that he couldn't sleep or eat, and often lost things.She went to the ATM to withdraw money, but her soul wandered away. She took the money and left, but her campus card was left in it, and the scholarship she had saved for several years was stolen by others.She asked her family for more than 1000 yuan to plug the hole, but she felt very guilty in her heart, because the family was already quite struggling due to her mother's bronchitis operation.
"I will never throw anything away again! If I throw it again, I'll jump into the river!" She swore a poisonous oath to herself.
"Is this to play 'Carving a Boat and Seeking a Sword', Yaoyao?"
"go to hell!"
However, the opportunity to cut a boat and seek a sword soon came.
She soaked in the school library and read books all day, only to find that she had lost her mobile phone when she returned to the dormitory, "again".During the winter vacation of her senior year, she spent a lot of effort to get that mobile phone from home, and then lost it after using it for a short time. She was embarrassed to speak again anyway.
I checked the bank and found that my deposit was only more than 200 yuan, which could only last until the salary payment date of this month, and it was not enough to buy a mobile phone.I was overwhelmed by this frustration, so I borrowed 1000 yuan from Zishi, planning to take Ling Yiyao to buy a mobile phone and use it for a while.
Ling Yiyao was not happy: "Why should I spend your money?"
"Aren't they all the same?" I said.
Ling Yiyao shook his head and said, "I usually only contact you anyway. I can buy an IC card and use the dormitory phone to call you. You should return the money first, and buy it for me when you make a lot of money later."
Her consumption concept is very conservative, and she has some simple and simple principles: she will not overdraw if she is killed; she will not have two creditors at the same time; borrowing money can only be used to save the emergency, not the poor.
If there is a girl like this, what can a husband ask for?
But where is that "big money"?
That day, Ling Yiyao and I wandered to Nanjing Xinjiekou.Passing by the outside of a bridal dress shop, she put her small face on the glass window facing the street, looked at a slender and elegant wedding dress with great envy, and said, "This is so beautiful! When we get married in the future, we will rent this wedding dress for a walk." How about the red carpet? The white wedding dress, the red carpet, and the arch of flowers, how beautiful it is!"
I said in embarrassment: "If you rent it, you can just buy it and keep it for collection! What a big deal!"
Ling Yiyao glanced at the price tag and said in a low voice, "This is really not a small matter..."
I also squatted down and took a look. At the beginning of "3", there are five digits in front of the decimal point.
"Hey!" I involuntarily exclaimed, and my old face became hot and blushing, not because I underestimated the price of the wedding dress, but because I overestimated my ability.
I had to go without food or drink for at least a year before my future wife could keep the wedding dress I was wearing forever.
"It's better to rent it. It's not worth buying it. You can only wear it once. It costs money and takes up space. Only a fool would do that." She bit her finger and muttered sourly.
"That's right, idiot." I also echoed casually.
But when I turned my head to look at her, I clearly saw her index finger gently sharpening on the glass of the window, and her eyes greedily and enviously looked at every detail of the wedding dress, just like a child salivating at a red apple.
So, I have a dream, if we get married, I must buy the wedding dress she likes and hang it in the exquisitely decorated closet at home. Green years, especially the grand event with white wedding dress, red carpet and flower arch.
Finally one day, I decided to resign from the supervision company and leave this comfortable but mediocre life.
One of the reasons is that the supervisor uncle who worked with me was beaten.
The original blueprint design should embed a steel cage with a length of at least [-] centimeters before pouring the concrete, but the construction unit cut corners and only inserted a few [-]-centimeter steel bars into the mortar, hoping that the mortar would solidify and get away with it.Unexpectedly, the old supervisor was a little arrogant, angry that he was being treated as a fool, so he pulled out the steel bars in a rage and issued a rectification notice.
"The bearing capacity of these steel bars is already sufficient, why waste them?" The project manager of the construction party came to the door.
"The design requirements are like this, why is it your turn to make your own decisions?" The old supervisor was also reluctant.
"This is the tacit consent of the owner's representative. We take their money and do things for them. If you have any objections, you can go to the owner."
The old supervisor broke his temper again and said, "Don't use the owner to pressure me. As long as they don't give us a design change notice, then as a supervisor, I can only use the current drawings as the only valid basis."
"The drawings are dead, but the people are alive. Now that the concrete has solidified, and the embedded steel bars can't be pulled out, it's better to just let it go and ask the owner to issue a change order to you later. It's fine."
In fact, this kind of thing is commonplace in engineering. The relationship between the owner, the supervisor and the construction unit is sometimes quite chaotic, requiring both strict rules and subtle tacit understanding.But the old supervisor still couldn't accept the other party's way of killing first and playing later, and paranoidly believed that this was a premeditated plan. It was completely that the owner and the construction party trampled on his personality and humiliated his IQ.
He said bluntly: "The concrete is solidified, then chip it away."
Several times of deliberation failed, and finally the construction unit finally jumped. People who usually call themselves brothers stopped the supervisor, pressed the frail old man into the yellow sand and beat him up.In the end, they threw down a sentence: "You rubbish bastards are shameless and need to be beaten. I only threw some bones to you because you are the lackeys of the owner. You are really kicking your nose!" On your face?"
The old supervisor was actually not injured, but he was a decent person. After walking around the dusty construction site, his leather shoes were still as shiny as new. This time he was in such a mess, and the psychological trauma could not be healed for a while.The thing about him being beaten was spread as a joke, and even when I was present, the workers did not shy away from suspicion and described it with embellishments.
I'm just a data officer, and I rarely do things that offend others. They didn't embarrass me, but I was still really hurt: I can't be a lackey who picks up other people's leftovers in this life.
The second reason is that Ling Yiyao graduated from a bachelor's degree and was admitted to the school as a graduate student.
At this time, it will be time to talk about marriage in a few years, and my sense of urgency has become more or less strong, hoping to make more money before she graduates, at least to congratulate her with a "white wedding dress, black wedding dress" dresses, arches of flowers" dream.
So, I set off to return to Nanjing, and the three-year cohabitation life officially began.
(End of this chapter)
I thought about it for a few days, and finally decided to graduate. I said: "You go to school obediently, and you will go to graduate school in the future. I will go out to explore the world first. When you graduate, I will just marry you!"
At that time, I thought I was thinking about the future rationally and clearly: I entered the society to work early to make money, and when Ling Yiyao graduated from graduate school four years later, I just accumulated a relatively solid material foundation and built a stable and warm home for her.
I still don’t know whether my original decision was correct. Sometimes I firmly believe that it is a man’s responsibility, but once I drink too much, the causal connection will be very far away. In the final analysis, it is because I did not study hard that it will cause the two to forget each other. ending.
My first job was as a data clerk in a supervision company. The salary was [-] yuan during the probationary period, and [-] yuan after I became a regular.At that time, the prices were fairly stable, the cost of living was not high, and housing prices had not yet become a heart disease for ordinary people. I was once proud of myself.At that time, I liked to hear people say "jobs are hard to find", because only when I heard such words, I felt that I was not a loser, or even a winner.
Working in a supervision company should be very easy, but it does not refer to hard-working data clerks like us.During the day, I was busy running around, holding the computer to process various documents.Sometimes the supervisors are busy playing cards, and they casually say "you go and see the scene", and I have to temporarily act as the on-site supervisor.It was a provincial road project, and I was wandering outside alone wearing a blue hard hat, and I couldn't find a few shade trees in a radius of several miles.After baking in the scorching sun for more than ten minutes, I finally walked into the pergola where the woodworkers made concrete molds, to avoid the sun for a while, and let my feet in the safety shoes breathe.
"Where is it not in compliance with the specification?" The carpenter's face suddenly darkened.
"No." I was a little at a loss.
"Then what are you looking at here?"
I suddenly realized that the workers in the construction unit usually don’t like supervisors, one is because they feel oppressive, and the other is that supervisors are not a good thing in their eyes.On the surface, the bosses of the engineering team nodded and bowed to the supervisors, but in private they condoned and even encouraged the workers to treat the supervisors badly. Finally, they said "Why are you angry with the workers", and we had to suffer a lot.
"I'm just hiding from the sun for a while," I said.
The rebar workers laughed disdainfully: "If it's too hot, go back to the air-conditioned room in your supervisor's office and hide. What the hell are you watching here?"
I had nothing to say, so I had no choice but to leave the arbor in despair, and continued to walk aimlessly under the scorching sun, vaguely hearing their triumphant laughs.I am a rookie just out of school, just a small data officer, not even a supervisor, and no one will help me out if I am humiliated.When it comes to quarreling, I can't scold well; when it comes to fighting, I am not their opponent; when it comes to income, the salary of carpenters is double that of ordinary college students-I am like a weak person here.
After a day of work, I am exhausted physically and mentally.In the evening Ling Yiyao called to chat with me, I was so tired that I just wanted to sleep soundly and hide in my dream to relive the dream of the proud son of heaven.Ling Yiyao was in a wonderful mood. She and her roommate went to play in the newly opened swimming pool nearby. There were only a few people in the huge pool, and it took her more than two hours to climb up.
"The pool is very clean. I heard that the water was just changed yesterday. It is very clear. However, it was a bit messy when I first entered the water. I accidentally choked on a few small mouthfuls. It smells like bleach." She described it with great interest.
In the past, every pronunciation of her made me feel extremely cute, but now she seemed a little chattery.I lay face down on the bed with my phone next to my ear, trying to stay awake while listening.
"What about you? Do you like swimming? It's so cool in the pool in summer!"
I said in a daze, "What are you swimming for? I didn't even take a shower."
She suddenly became inexplicably surprised: "You don't take a bath in summer? It stinks! It's so dirty!"
How can I explain it?I said that I was too tired to move, and even lifting my finger would consume [-]% of my internal energy, and half of my mind had already stepped on the threshold of Duke Zhou’s house. It’s not my body, but my soul that’s talking to her now?She's still in school and doesn't understand what it's like to be so overworked, she just thinks it's good for me to rush me to take a shower.
I interrupted: "I'm going to bed first, let's talk tomorrow, and you should go to bed earlier."
Ling Yiyao was stunned for a moment, his voice suddenly became cold, and he said, "Are you concerned about me, or are you bored with me?"
I said, "I'm just tired."
She sneered and hung up the phone. My ears finally calmed down, and I could only hear the yelling of playing cards and gambling in the next room.I lay on the bed for a while, but I couldn't fall asleep. Thinking back to the conversation just now and her "hehe", I woke up suddenly: After dating for three years, this is the first time I have been so rebellious!
I anxiously called back, but fortunately she did not refuse or ignore her. As soon as the call was connected, I apologized piously: "I am guilty, I surrender myself, and I beg the organization to treat me leniently."
"Aren't you tired? Go to bed early." Her tone was very flat, "I'm tired too."
She obviously held a grudge.
Ling Yiyao has a very stubborn personality, she doesn't turn her back easily, but once she does, it's really hard to make up.The cold war she set off lasted for a full week, and the phone calls were answered, but it was very cold, so cold that people felt that she had moved on overnight.
"Little aunt, what can I do to forgive me?" I wish I could kneel down on the phone.
"Am I angry?" She remained calm.
This kind of dire straits made me suffer so much, I said hello every morning and knelt down every night, and tried my best to reshape the sunny image of "happy work, happy life".Fortunately, she wasn't a messy girl either. She thought that she was almost punished, so she called and asked, "Do you know that you are wrong?"
I said: "A thousand cuts, death is not a pity."
"Then will you do it again in the future?"
I hurriedly swear to God that I would never dare to perfuse her, the little Buddha, in my life, so she mercifully let me live.
However, the end of the Cold War does not mean the disappearance of our conflicts. In her world, there are only studies and love, and I have begun to bear pressure from various aspects, especially worries about the future.I am an ordinary country boy, without the protection of my parents and ancestors, let alone the support of high-ranking officials. Leaving school means complete independence.I am soft-spoken and have little knowledge. I don't know how to live. I can only hang on to a job day by day.
What will I do to marry Ling Yiyao in the future?I often have this anxiety.
There was a foreman surnamed Ding who was illiterate and could not even write his own name, so he had to ask his wife, who cooks on the construction site, to sign documents for him.He laughed at me and said: "The Goujiaoban characters you have learned can be sold for tens of thousands of dollars if you take them apart and sell them stroke by stroke?"
I can only laugh helplessly.
If those words could be taken apart and sold for money, I would have sold them long ago.
At that time, I was a poor guy with no big ambitions. The job I envied most in my life was a director. If I didn’t do anything, people would give me cigarettes and wine stuffed with red envelopes. This was my ideal in my life.After working as a data officer for more than half a year, he felt quite good about himself. He ate and drank with the supervisor, smoked and drank a lot. Although he sometimes had to be a grandson, he always had the opportunity to be a grandfather.
Ling Yiyao and I dated once a month on average. When we were in a hurry, we would take a two-hour car ride there, we would have lunch together, and then go shopping casually, and we had to separate at dusk.I reported the good news and not the bad news in front of her, bragging about any small achievement to death, winning bonuses, receiving small gifts, getting praise, and playing awe-inspiring, while she listened carefully with her cheeks resting, as if I Is a stalwart unrivaled hero.
On the first Valentine's Day after graduating from university, I went to play with her in downtown Nantong, and gave her a half-person-high bear doll as a holiday gift, 45 yuan.She happily placed it in her bedroom, but when her uncle's child went to her house to play, he fell in love with the teddy bear, cried and made fuss, and finally hugged it back arrogantly.
As a loving cousin, Ling Yiyao was embarrassed to say that she couldn't bear to give it. The next day, she took a two-hour car ride back to the small shop, bought a bear doll that was exactly the same, and went straight to her uncle's house. The one that was sent was replaced.
I asked: "The two are exactly the same, why change?"
She said: "I named this one, how can two be the same?"
This simple sentence warmed my heart. I have a creamy heart in front of Ling Yiyao.
The love at that time was as cheap as the grass seeds in the wilderness in late autumn, which can be scattered all over the ground with a light shake.Occasionally, these grass seeds bloom a few delicate flowers in the warm sun, which becomes an argument for long live youth, but when the wind and rain hit, they are just a piece of residue.
Ling Yiyao was so absorbed in the postgraduate entrance examination that he couldn't sleep or eat, and often lost things.She went to the ATM to withdraw money, but her soul wandered away. She took the money and left, but her campus card was left in it, and the scholarship she had saved for several years was stolen by others.She asked her family for more than 1000 yuan to plug the hole, but she felt very guilty in her heart, because the family was already quite struggling due to her mother's bronchitis operation.
"I will never throw anything away again! If I throw it again, I'll jump into the river!" She swore a poisonous oath to herself.
"Is this to play 'Carving a Boat and Seeking a Sword', Yaoyao?"
"go to hell!"
However, the opportunity to cut a boat and seek a sword soon came.
She soaked in the school library and read books all day, only to find that she had lost her mobile phone when she returned to the dormitory, "again".During the winter vacation of her senior year, she spent a lot of effort to get that mobile phone from home, and then lost it after using it for a short time. She was embarrassed to speak again anyway.
I checked the bank and found that my deposit was only more than 200 yuan, which could only last until the salary payment date of this month, and it was not enough to buy a mobile phone.I was overwhelmed by this frustration, so I borrowed 1000 yuan from Zishi, planning to take Ling Yiyao to buy a mobile phone and use it for a while.
Ling Yiyao was not happy: "Why should I spend your money?"
"Aren't they all the same?" I said.
Ling Yiyao shook his head and said, "I usually only contact you anyway. I can buy an IC card and use the dormitory phone to call you. You should return the money first, and buy it for me when you make a lot of money later."
Her consumption concept is very conservative, and she has some simple and simple principles: she will not overdraw if she is killed; she will not have two creditors at the same time; borrowing money can only be used to save the emergency, not the poor.
If there is a girl like this, what can a husband ask for?
But where is that "big money"?
That day, Ling Yiyao and I wandered to Nanjing Xinjiekou.Passing by the outside of a bridal dress shop, she put her small face on the glass window facing the street, looked at a slender and elegant wedding dress with great envy, and said, "This is so beautiful! When we get married in the future, we will rent this wedding dress for a walk." How about the red carpet? The white wedding dress, the red carpet, and the arch of flowers, how beautiful it is!"
I said in embarrassment: "If you rent it, you can just buy it and keep it for collection! What a big deal!"
Ling Yiyao glanced at the price tag and said in a low voice, "This is really not a small matter..."
I also squatted down and took a look. At the beginning of "3", there are five digits in front of the decimal point.
"Hey!" I involuntarily exclaimed, and my old face became hot and blushing, not because I underestimated the price of the wedding dress, but because I overestimated my ability.
I had to go without food or drink for at least a year before my future wife could keep the wedding dress I was wearing forever.
"It's better to rent it. It's not worth buying it. You can only wear it once. It costs money and takes up space. Only a fool would do that." She bit her finger and muttered sourly.
"That's right, idiot." I also echoed casually.
But when I turned my head to look at her, I clearly saw her index finger gently sharpening on the glass of the window, and her eyes greedily and enviously looked at every detail of the wedding dress, just like a child salivating at a red apple.
So, I have a dream, if we get married, I must buy the wedding dress she likes and hang it in the exquisitely decorated closet at home. Green years, especially the grand event with white wedding dress, red carpet and flower arch.
Finally one day, I decided to resign from the supervision company and leave this comfortable but mediocre life.
One of the reasons is that the supervisor uncle who worked with me was beaten.
The original blueprint design should embed a steel cage with a length of at least [-] centimeters before pouring the concrete, but the construction unit cut corners and only inserted a few [-]-centimeter steel bars into the mortar, hoping that the mortar would solidify and get away with it.Unexpectedly, the old supervisor was a little arrogant, angry that he was being treated as a fool, so he pulled out the steel bars in a rage and issued a rectification notice.
"The bearing capacity of these steel bars is already sufficient, why waste them?" The project manager of the construction party came to the door.
"The design requirements are like this, why is it your turn to make your own decisions?" The old supervisor was also reluctant.
"This is the tacit consent of the owner's representative. We take their money and do things for them. If you have any objections, you can go to the owner."
The old supervisor broke his temper again and said, "Don't use the owner to pressure me. As long as they don't give us a design change notice, then as a supervisor, I can only use the current drawings as the only valid basis."
"The drawings are dead, but the people are alive. Now that the concrete has solidified, and the embedded steel bars can't be pulled out, it's better to just let it go and ask the owner to issue a change order to you later. It's fine."
In fact, this kind of thing is commonplace in engineering. The relationship between the owner, the supervisor and the construction unit is sometimes quite chaotic, requiring both strict rules and subtle tacit understanding.But the old supervisor still couldn't accept the other party's way of killing first and playing later, and paranoidly believed that this was a premeditated plan. It was completely that the owner and the construction party trampled on his personality and humiliated his IQ.
He said bluntly: "The concrete is solidified, then chip it away."
Several times of deliberation failed, and finally the construction unit finally jumped. People who usually call themselves brothers stopped the supervisor, pressed the frail old man into the yellow sand and beat him up.In the end, they threw down a sentence: "You rubbish bastards are shameless and need to be beaten. I only threw some bones to you because you are the lackeys of the owner. You are really kicking your nose!" On your face?"
The old supervisor was actually not injured, but he was a decent person. After walking around the dusty construction site, his leather shoes were still as shiny as new. This time he was in such a mess, and the psychological trauma could not be healed for a while.The thing about him being beaten was spread as a joke, and even when I was present, the workers did not shy away from suspicion and described it with embellishments.
I'm just a data officer, and I rarely do things that offend others. They didn't embarrass me, but I was still really hurt: I can't be a lackey who picks up other people's leftovers in this life.
The second reason is that Ling Yiyao graduated from a bachelor's degree and was admitted to the school as a graduate student.
At this time, it will be time to talk about marriage in a few years, and my sense of urgency has become more or less strong, hoping to make more money before she graduates, at least to congratulate her with a "white wedding dress, black wedding dress" dresses, arches of flowers" dream.
So, I set off to return to Nanjing, and the three-year cohabitation life officially began.
(End of this chapter)
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