ordinary human life

So there are 36 actions in total.

He Sihai tried them one by one, and found that each posture was quite comfortable.

After finishing it all at once, it is like killing a chicken after finishing it, the muscles and bones are opened, and the whole body is relaxed.

The tiredness of the day seemed to be much easier.

So early the next morning, he went to the construction site full of energy.

He Sihai had a master named Li Dalu, a mason, and He Sihai followed him to learn how to build walls.

With Li Dalu taking care of him, it is considered good on the construction site. He is usually responsible for carrying ash buckets and mixing cement for Li Dalu and several wall cutters...

He Sihai, a newcomer, had blisters all over his hands after a day, and his exposed skin peeled off layer by layer.

But even so, He Sihai never thought of giving up, because he needed money, for a salary of 180 a day.

There are very few people of He Sihai's age on the construction site. According to Li Dalu, there used to be many, but in recent years there are fewer and fewer people, because young people are afraid of suffering.

When He Sihai came to the construction site, Li Dalu was sitting on a concrete pile having breakfast.

A bag of big meat buns, Li Dalu basically eats one bite at a time, and all the workers can eat it.

"Sihai, have you had breakfast?" Li Dalu asked.

"Master, I have eaten, you don't have to worry about me."

He Sihai rubbed his stomach, smacked his mouth, and smiled honestly.

He did eat it. On the way here, he ate a rice ball without any food, because it was cheap, only two yuan.

"Ah~"

Li Dalu sighed, and handed the bag to He Sihai.

"Eat it, young body is capital, don't waste it, you will regret it later."

"Thank you, master." He Sihai was not polite, and grabbed two with one hand.

Li Dalu didn't care, but took out a piece of paper from under his buttocks and handed it to He Sihai.

"What is this?" He Sihai took it curiously.

"Sihai, you are not suitable for the work on the construction site. The automobile factory in the development zone is recruiting people. Go and try."

It turned out to be a job offer.

"I won't go." He Sihai glanced at him and refused directly.

"Why?"

"Because the salary is too low, only 2000 yuan a month."

And He Sihai's current salary is 180 a day and 5400 a month, which is too big a gap.

"This is the internship period. After three months to become a regular, you can also get four to five thousand a month, and four insurances and one housing fund. This is much better than at the construction site."

"If I don't go, it will take three months. Whether I can become a full-time employee or not is still the same thing."

Watching He Sihai gobble up two big buns, Li Dalu handed him the last one in the bag.

At this time, people in twos and threes came to work, and the whole construction site became noisy.

Carry the ash bucket, pass the ash bucket...

Such mechanical repetitive work makes people mechanical and thoughtless.

He Sihai knew that if he continued like this, his life would be over. If he wanted to change, he had to go out, but he had no money and no skills...

"I found something." Suddenly, I heard the voice of a worker shouting.

This sound seemed to have a magical power, and the construction site, which was originally roaring with machinery, suddenly became quiet, and everyone put down what they were doing and joined in.

Some are purely curious, some want to make a fortune, some are purely for fun, the work on the construction site is really boring...

He Sihai is no exception.

"The tomb has been dug." Before He Sihai approached, he heard the workers talking about it.

"Do you want to notify the Cultural Relics Bureau?"

"Should have called a reporter, this is big news."

"You are all stupid, maybe there is a baby down there."

All the workers fell silent.

Those who work on the construction site are poor, have little education, and have a weak sense of law. As long as they don't kill people, they don't think it's a big deal.

What's more, things buried in the soil are first come, first served, which is justified.

He Sihai walked over and took a look, only to see a semi-curved gray brick vault under the pit.

This is a large tomb.

A movie line popped up in He Sihai's mind.

Then I laughed myself.

But if there are really antiques, if you get one or two out, don't you have to work so hard?

"What are you all doing here, go to work, go to work, don't delay things, do you still want money?" At this time, a fat middle-aged man wearing a hard hat came and turned everyone back. rush.

He is the contractor here.

Naturally, everyone did not offend him, and returned to their work one after another.

And the place where the cemetery was dug was quickly surrounded by fences.

But the next work, although it seems to be normal, but He Sihai still found that everyone's eyes looked there from time to time.

But these are not related to He Sihai's business. After work, he refused Master's invitation to drink with him, and went back to the rental house as usual.

"Young man, young man, do you still want the book? The uncle has specially saved it for you today." A voice suddenly interrupted He Sihai's thoughts.

He Sihai looked back, and it turned out that he was the uncle who collected the tatters yesterday.

So he quickly showed a simple and honest smile, scratched the back of his head, and said coyly: "Yes, thank you, sir."

"Why are you being polite to the uncle, who hasn't come here." The uncle smiled and parked the three rounds on the side of the road.

"Master, today's harvest is also full." He Sihai praised without any trace.

The uncle was really pleased when he heard this.

"Look, these are specially reserved for you by the old man." The old man who collected the rags took some colorful magazines from the three-way car.

"Thank you, sir." He Sihai hurriedly took it.

Then he said, "Master, shall I pick a few more? Of course I'll give you money."

"Okay, I think you're a good guy, no matter how big or small, I'll sell it to you for fifty cents a piece." The old man who collected the trash said straightforwardly.

But He Sihai curled his lips secretly, because these books were collected at most at fifty cents a catty.

But he didn't say much, but carefully selected it.

A book of basic music theory.

An English dictionary.

There are also a few men's clothing.

The total was only five yuan, and the few books that the uncle gave were confiscated.

He Sihai was naturally the same as yesterday, holding the book and coming to yesterday's position.

But as soon as he sat down, before he even opened the book, he saw a pair of long white legs standing in front of him.

He Sihai looked up...

Such a "fierce" woman.

But judging from his appearance, he should still be a student. Are all students so overnourished now?

"Student, do you want to buy a book?"

As long as they are guests, regardless of gender, beauty or ugliness, He Sihai treats them equally.

"Are you also the one who sold Uncle Huang here yesterday?"

I saw the girl in front of me with one hand on her waist and a magazine in the other, waving it in the air and asking aggressively.

The girl's skin was extremely white, full of collagen, as if it could be broken by blowing a bullet, and her cheeks were flushed with excitement at this moment.

"Student, don't talk nonsense? What is Uncle Huang? This is a regular publication allowed by the state. They are already high school students. How can they slander others casually?" He Sihai asked sullenly.

No matter how good-looking she is, it's absolutely impossible to cut off his money.

"You are obviously Uncle Huang. Look, how revealing are the women on here?" The girl excitedly flipped through the magazine in her hand.

"Where is it exposed? You don't wear a swimsuit when you go to the beach to swim? Can this be called exposure? If this is considered exposure, classmate, you are also wearing revealing clothes?" He Sihai looked at the other party up and down, and said with a smile.

Because of the hot weather, the girl was wearing a pair of denim shorts on her lower body and a short-sleeved monkey T-shirt on her upper body.

"You...you rascal."

Where is the girl He Sihai's opponent, she took a small step back in fear.

But I didn't know what to think of, and I mustered up the courage to walk up again.

"You rascal, I want to call the police and arrest you." The girl said angrily.

"Where am I a hooligan? I am a hooligan just by looking at you? Or am I a hooligan selling magazines? Who is afraid of anyone? Come on, come on, call the police, and I will wait here." He Sihai sat back on his buttocks and put his hands back on The books are spread out.

"You...you..." The girl stammered.

"What are you, are you stuttering? If you don't buy it, don't stand in my way and affect my business." He Sihai said directly.

"You...you...you will be punished." The girl blushed and said angrily.

He Sihai suddenly felt that this girl was very interesting. After you talked for a long time, he said this ruthless sentence, which shows that the girl's family education must be very good.

But he will not have any thoughts of pity and pity because of this: "Yes, I have already suffered retribution. I met you, so go, don't affect my business."

"This place is not yours, I'll just stand here." The girl said angrily.

He Sihai was a little dumbfounded when he heard the words, if she didn't leave, He Sihai really had no choice but to stand here with such a beautiful girl, those little boys were thin-skinned, they would definitely not buy their books in front of her.

"Tang Xiaowan, what are you doing here if you don't go to self-study?" Suddenly a voice next to her asked.

"Ms. Liu..." Tang Xiaowan saw Teacher Liu, tears welled up in her eyes, her face full of grievances.

He Sihai could only say "Damn it", this girl looks like a little white rabbit, but unexpectedly she is a black belly.

"What's the matter, did someone bully you?" Teacher Liu pulled Tang Xiaowan to ask, but stared at He Sihai.

The teacher Liu in Tang Xiaowan's mouth is wearing a black pleated skirt, a white lace shirt, and short and medium hair, elegant and elegant.

"Teacher Liu."

Tang Xiaowan yelled again in grievance, then glanced at He Sihai, tears streaming down her fair cheeks.

"What are you doing? How dare you bully the students at the school gate?" Teacher Liu raised her eyebrows when she saw it, and scolded He Sihai loudly.

But He Sihai saw Tang Xiaowan behind Mr. Liu and showed him a smug smile.

"It's such a fucking dog." He Sihai cursed.

"Why are you so full of foul language?" Teacher Liu asked Xiumei loudly.

"I'm a bitch, it's none of your business?"

He Sihai was very irritable. It seemed that the business could not be done today, and the five yuan capital was all in his hands.

"You are really unqualified, Xiaowan, tell me what happened, and I will call the police right now." Teacher Liu turned to Tang Xiaowan and asked.

And Tang Xiaowan turned into an aggrieved look.

"He sells Uncle Huang here, and Zhao Xinshui's books are bought here."

Tang Xiaowan handed the magazine in her hand to Teacher Liu, and continued, "If I don't let him sell it here, he will scold me."

Sure enough, beautiful women are not fuel-efficient lamps.

He Sihai cursed secretly in his heart, and began to pack up the things in front of him. He knew that the business would definitely fail today.

Because many people have gathered around, especially some male students, who want to show off in front of beautiful students and teachers.