Reborn in 90, I am a migrant worker in crushing mines

"Don't want my money?" Tian Ling threw the thick five books in front of Zhang Tiejun: "You don't feel too heavy to carry such five thick books to work." Where are you going

?" "Fine, no one has no money, where else can you go?"

"Your dad didn't find you someone? I have earned a lot of money, and I have to cover my mask over there, and my life is over when I get silicosis. "

Silicosis is an occupational disease in the mine, a disease that inhales iron dust and ironizes the lungs, which is incurable and irreversible, and it is basically wasted, and can only wait for death, and it is suffocation that the lungs are ironized and cannot breathe.

After the silicosis patient died, he was sent to be cremated, and a large black iron lung was struck in a pile of white ashes.

The company has silicosis quotas every year, and only so many will be approved in a fixed year, but the strange thing is that most of the sick people are leading cadres at all levels, and there are very few front-line workers.

The front-line workers who can be diagnosed are all retired old workers, and leading cadres are diagnosed at a young age. It can also be seen from this that the work of leading cadres is indeed not easy.

And it's also a strange thing that the game of disease can still be quoted. It's weirder than the number of deaths per year, and it's weirder than silicosis not being exposed to dust.

"I can't stay there for a few years," Zhang Tiejun stretched out his hand to hold Tian Ling's feet: "Now I can't move for the time being, at most two or three years, and it's not a big deal to pay more attention to it."

"Well, don't be careless anyway, Zhu Bajie's mask has to be worn at any time, that kind of ordinary mask is useless. That's right. Tian Ling's feet were placed in Zhang Tiejun's hand, and he turned over and went to open the drawer under the bookcase: "There seems to be filter paper in my house, so I'll give it to you." "

Where do you get the filter cloth?" "Cloth, paper, are all talking about a kind of thing, that is, a kind of textile, a bit similar to non-woven fabrics but more fine.

"My dad brought it back, and it was useless to keep it there. Your factory is always not timely, and this thing has to be changed every day. "

In fact, the filter paper of the mask of the miners can be kept at three days, and the filter paper is not enough, and the hair is often broken, and I don't know why, anyway, this is the situation, and everyone Xi is used to it.

And some workers don't care about this at all, Zhu Bajie doesn't wear it, and when he enters the factory, he just covers an ordinary mezzanine mask, which is quite brave and fearless.

Anyway, Zhang Tiejun definitely didn't dare, he couldn't wait to cover two layers of Zhu Bajie, that is, he couldn't wear it.

Zhang Tiejun pursed his lips, took the filter paper and looked at it and put it in his pocket. Her dad got it back, her dad was a worker in a machine repair factory, and the Zhu Bajie mask that made a fart over there, this is what she brought over.

She's in rough pieces, and Xiaohui is with them. However, coarse dust is much better than fine dust, and the danger is not as great as that of fine dust. After all, it is a large piece of ore that is broken, or semi-underground, and it can't get much ash.

When the shredded equipment turned, it was impossible to see people on the other side. Unless the dust removal equipment is inspected from above, it is usually not allowed to start, but it is put on a good look.

Every day, the floating dust in the fine crushing production workshop has to be more than a finger thick, and it is the kind of special and delicate floating dust that can be carried up when walking. After all, you can suck it into your lungs through a mask.

When the above is going to check the production dust removal situation, it will be notified a few days in advance.

Then we started to clean the workshop clean, clean and spotless, start the dust removal equipment, wait for the leader to come in and take a look at it with satisfaction, and say a few words that the company always considers for the workers, and everyone should work hard to repay them.

Then everyone was grateful for Dade's applause and cheers, and the leaders left the workshop with satisfaction to go to which hotel to drink, and the dust removal equipment began to produce as soon as it was turned off. It is a fact that the operation of dust removal equipment will affect production efficiency, and the impact is not small.

In fact, the biggest threat to workers here is not dust, this thing can be resisted with masks.

The biggest threat to workers is transmission equipment. The workshop is full of transmission equipment, all the equipment.

The equipment of the whole workshop is not protected by any protection, it is bare, so that the work efficiency is the highest, and the workers will work in the transmission device pile with the farthest distance between the front and back and the left and right will not exceed one meter, and the nearest is only twenty or thirty centimeters.

let's put it this way, but if the clothes on the body have a strip of

cloth or hair, or gloves or something accidentally put on the transmission, then there is no way, the whole person will be hanged in an instant, and no one can break free.

The safety manual repeatedly emphasizes that it is not allowed to dress openly, that female workers are not allowed to have long hair, and that the thick book-like regulations are all about the experience of exchanging human lives.

There was once a female worker who took off her hat on the side of the belt, and a few strands of hair were blown by the wind onto the belt rollers, and the whole person was dragged up. Fortunately, there were people around, and the three big men dragged her out, and finally tore her scalp open before dragging the person down.

Like the shredding workshop, there is only one person in a post, some are still underground, no one knows what happened, and it is useless to shout.

The annual number of deaths is really no joke.

In fact, most of the national workers who fled were not afraid of silicosis, but because they were afraid of disappearing silently.

When the tiger is still napping, no one can keep his vigilance 365 days a year. Once people are familiar with and adapt to an environment, they will slack off, sleep sweetly like more than 200 decibels, and they will not be nervous in dangerous places.

"Remember to change it every day, don't worry about it. Tian Ling looked at Zhang Tiejun's eyes and admonished.

"Hmm. "This is really concerned about himself, he can feel it, Zhang Tiejun is still very grateful in his heart, this girl is not in vain. Picked up her little feet and put them to her mouth and kissed them.

"Oops~~" Tian Ling's face turned even redder, and her body trembled for a moment: "Don't do it like this, it feels too strange, don't you stink?"

"It doesn't stink." I can't touch the smelly place. "

“...... Why are you so annoying today? Can't do that to me...... That's it.

"What's the matter? I didn't think about it, what do you want?" Zhang Tiejun reached out and pinched her earlobe, and then went to her mouth and kissed her gently: "Return, tomorrow the first day of work, I have to go to bed early today." "

It's annoying. Tian Ling hummed there with a red face and whispered, and looked at Zhang Tiejun smartly: "Don't wait until you finish reading it and send it together, send one back after reading it, or you will spend money in vain." "

OK. Zhang Tiejun agreed with a smile and picked up five books: "Then I'll go, remember to go to the city on the day of September 1st." "

Hmm. Be careful at work.

Zhang Tiejun came out to the master bedroom and said hello: "Uncle Tian, Aunt Tian, let's go." "

Hey, okay, go slowly. Uncle Tian waved his hand: "Be careful at work, wear a mask."

Zhang Tiejun agreed to open the door and went downstairs, Tian Yan sent it to the door, and stood there watching him go down.

People are such a thing, who likes and who doesn't like it is really impossible to decide by yourself, even if you know that it is impossible, you can't control it at all.

In fact, thinking about people's lives is quite boring, I don't know what tomorrow will be, I don't know what the future will be, I don't know who I will like me, and I don't know who I will like. The only thing I know is that I will die in the future.

"Oh my mother, are you going to work or what are you going to do?

Zhang's mother laughed when she saw Zhang Tiejun coming back with a full set of Lu Ding Ji.

"Go to work, what else are you doing? I don't want to play poker or chess with them.

"Look. Zhang's mother pouted: "Two yuan a day and five, seventy or eighty a month, I sent it to Lao Tian's family, and I don't know what you want to do in this class." Will you be able to get your salary back then?"

"You haven't counted the lunch boxes yet." Dad Zhang reminded him on the side.

"That's right, I have to bring a lunch box every day, just two yuan a day, and another sixty yuan.

"Then I don't go to work, I don't read, I don't eat?

"Regardless of you. Zhang's mother turned around and ignored Zhang Tiejun: "I'm too lazy to care about you."

"Go to bed early, don't be late for the first shift tomorrow." Tomorrow, right? What kind of post can I get assigned?"

"Belt, what else can you do when you just go to work? The crusher and sieve can't do it." "

The clothes and trouser legs are neat, work and grow in spirit, do you hear?"

"I know, promise not to take risks, I would rather work than work." After

cleaning up and washing, Zhang Tiejun went to bed. I walked a lot during the day today, and I was tired, so I fell asleep after lying down for a while.

Number Sixteen. On Monday, it's foggy, don't take anything else.

Seven. The breeze in the morning was still a little cold, and Zhang Tiejun walked on the way to work with a lunch box pocket, clothes bag and boots. Along the way, there were workers carrying lunch boxes.

There are a lot of people who go to work in the morning, and the Changbai shift of the production class B and each workshop section is a morning meeting at one time, and the factory road is shaking all the heads from a distance.

The smell of fried fritters wafted in the air outside, and the breakfast shops and restaurants were busy.

The roadside shops have also been opened, and in the morning this wave can sell some cigarettes, lighters, toilet paper, biscuits, bread and so on, which is a lot of income.

The hair salon hasn't opened yet, and it is estimated that Gu Chunfen is lying in it reading a book, but there is no time to go in and serve her this morning.

It was only when he walked to the third factory that Zhang Tiejun saw a few people in the same team, but Zhang Tiejun knew them, and they didn't know Zhang Tiejun at this time.

"New to the fourth class?"

"Well, it was divided yesterday.

"No

, I gave out towels and soap yesterday, and I didn't even give me a helmet."

"You have to wear a hard hat, but if you don't wear it, you're going to die." I

didn't know it either, so I said a few words casually, and everyone climbed the slope together to the small building of the workshop.

The workers of the third shift after work are coming back one after another, one by one with black faces like ghosts and washed with sweat, and the windows of the bathhouse are steaming.

the steamer door is open, and the people in the fourth shift are washing rice and filling water to put the lunch box in.

Zhang Tiejun saw Wang Yugang, and Xu Da was also there.

Everyone was washing rice, adding water to the vegetable box, and chatting about the idle day.