ordinary human life

"Master, I'm going back first."

He Sihai took off his gloves and stuffed them in his pockets.

"The weather is too hot, should I ask the foreman to change the night shift for you? The night shift will be cooler, and Taozi will be more comfortable in the shed," Li Dalu said.

The evening shift was indeed cool, but He Sihai refused after thinking about it.

Because he plans to do something tonight.

In addition, there are so many mosquitoes at night, Taozi must not be able to stand it.

"Oh." Li Dalu sighed.

He wanted to say that this is not a problem, but after thinking about it, he swallowed it back.

Then he took out a wad of money from his pocket, "This is for you."

"Master, what are you doing? I can't ask for your money." He Sihai hurriedly declined.

"What good things are you thinking about? This is the wages for the 11 days before resuming work. I asked the foreman to pay them in advance." Li Dalu scolded with a smile.

"Hey, Master, I was just about to tell you about this." He Sihai happily accepted it.

He earns 180 yuan a day, and 1980 yuan for eleven days. In addition, he still has about [-] yuan in his pocket. This month, he doesn't have to worry about it. It's enough for him and Taozi to live on.

"Father." Seeing He Sihai come back.

Taozi let out a weak cry, holding the little fat chicken toy in her arms.

As for the little rabbit doll, she put it aside.

Because the bunny doll is made of wool, it hugs the heat.

And the reason why she was weak was also because of the heat.

"Let's go, go home with Dad." He Sihai hugged her up.

Then pick up her things on the table.

"Aunt Yao, let's go back first."

"Okay, take your time on the way. Bye, Tao Zi. Come over tomorrow. Grandma will make jelly for you. Why is it so hot in this damn weather?"

"Peach, say goodbye to grandma."

"Goodbye, grandma." Tao Zi weakly shook her little hand.

"Goodbye."

He Sihai walked out of the shed holding Tao Zi.

Yao Cuixiang looked at their backs as they went away, sighed, then turned around and went about her business.

Seeing Taozi's appearance, He Sihai also felt distressed.

When passing by a small supermarket by the roadside, He Sihai went in and bought her a bottle of milk, the cold one.

"Ha~"

Tao Zi took a sip, the cold milk slid down her throat, she made a happy voice, and came back to life full of blood.

"Dad drink."

Tao Zi handed the milk to He Sihai's mouth.

"I don't like to drink, you can drink."

"Good kids can't be picky eaters. Why don't you eat this or that? That's wrong." Tao Zi said seriously.

Every time He Sihai refused, Tao Zi regarded him as a picky eater.

"Okay, Dad is not picky eaters, can I drink it?"

He Sihai moved to the mouth of the bottle and pretended to take a sip.

Taozi was immediately happy.

"what?"

He Sihai suddenly saw the "old things" collector sitting on the curb resting in front of him, and greeted him happily.

"Master, long time no see."

"Hey~ It's you kid, yes, why haven't I seen you these days?" The uncle still remembered He Sihai.

"Didn't the ancient tomb be discovered at the construction site a few days ago, so the work stopped. I went back to my hometown, and I just came back."

"I heard about it, and it killed people."

"That's right, I met the uncle again on the first day I went to work today, we are really destined." He Sihai approached.

"You boy, you speak nicely, this is..."

The uncle looked at Taozi in He Sihai's arms.

"This is... this is my daughter Tao Zi, Tao Zi is called Grandpa."

"Hello grandpa."

"Hey, it's good for you, I didn't expect you to have married a wife?" The uncle hurriedly responded with a look of surprise.

"It's a long story..." He Sihai didn't explain much.

Then he put Taozi down and sat down on the curb.

"Master, I want to ask you something?"

"Inquire with me? What can I know as an old man?" The uncle was a little wary.

It's okay to chat casually when we meet, but seeing He Sihai's enthusiasm makes people very worried, after all, they just met by chance.

"Do you make money by collecting second-hand goods? How much can you make in a month?" He Sihai asked.

"I don't have much money, I just eat a living."

The uncle is even more vigilant, so he started to inquire about his money?

This guy can't be a bad guy, can he?

"Master, don't get me wrong, I mainly want to follow you." He Sihai said.

"What did you say? Do you want to do it with me? Collect the trash?" Hearing this, the uncle opened his eyes wide with surprise.

"Yeah, I can't help it either..."

He Sihai chatted with him slowly, and Tao Zi sat beside him holding the milk and drinking it obediently.

Under the cool shade of the trees, the breeze blows away the heat of summer, brings a touch of coolness, and also takes away the heat of peaches.

"Hey, you two are also hard-working children, but collecting trash really doesn't make money, and it's also hard work, but you really can't do anything with a child..."

The uncle was moved to tears by He Sihai's words, and he was heartbroken.

In fact, he himself is not a hard-working person, otherwise, who would want to come out to collect trash.

"Master, after chatting for so long, I still don't know your last name, what's your name?" He Sihai said.

"My surname is Deng, and my name is Deng Dazhong. You can call me Old Deng."

"My name is He Sihai, and this is Taozi."

The two introduced each other, and they got closer invisibly.

He Sihai took the opportunity to ask at this time: "Uncle Deng, are there many old books collected?"

"There are a lot, especially a lot, with the most tutorial materials, old textbooks and so on." Old Deng said.

"Uncle Deng, what you said just now makes sense. Not to mention the hard work of taking the children to collect the trash, you can't make much money. I thought about it. I'll try to set up a second-hand bookstall first. It's easier and it can also make money Taozi is learning something. Don’t worry, Mr. Deng, I’ll give you the money.” He Sihai patted his chest with a sincere face.

"Don't say such things, how much is a piece of junk worth? You can take as much as you want." Old Deng said.

"Thank you, I don't want yours. I want to ask you, where do you sell your junk? Are there more books and more types over there?" He Sihai asked immediately.

"They are all sold to the Jinqiao Waste Recycling Station in Beicheng. The waste collectors sell almost all of them there, but it's a little far away. It's on the side of the highway. As for the books, there must be a lot of them, like a hill." Old Deng naturally knew everything.

"Then, Uncle Deng, are you going to Jinqiao now?"

"That's right, go to Jinqiao and sell the scraps on the car." Old Deng nodded.

"Then can I go and see with Uncle Deng?" He Sihai said immediately.

"Of course, I'll take you there now." Lao Deng was also a cheerful person, and immediately stood up and said.

"Thank you."

He Sihai also looked excited, stood up quickly, then picked up Tao Zi, and ran to the side of the road to buy a bottle of mineral water.

"Uncle Deng, you drink water, you and Tao Zi sit in the back, and I will ride the car." He Sihai said.

"The young man is really nice." Uncle Deng was not polite, and took it directly.

However, he expressed doubts about He Sihai riding a bicycle.

"You guys sit down."

He Sihai let Taozi sit still, then pedaled three rounds, and rushed out steadily.

Deng Dazhong heaved a sigh of relief, and sat in the back enjoying the rare leisure.

Chapter 22

"Wow, it's so big here." Tao Zi stood at the door of the waste recycling station with a look of surprise.

By this time the sun had set and the whole world had turned orange.

The breeze is blowing, which has cooled down a lot.

"Xiao He, this is you." Lao Deng gave He Sihai a thumbs up.

In the past, when he rode here, he was so tired that he was sweating all over, and he would rest all the way.

But He Sihai didn't stop all the way, not to mention his fast speed, he didn't have much breathlessness, and his physical strength was amazing.

"Uncle Deng, I am young and in good health." He Sihai said with a simple smile.

Deng Dazhong is even more satisfied with He Sihai, he is really a good guy.

He took the handle of the car from He Sihai's hand and pushed it in by himself.

He Sihai hurriedly pushed from behind to help.

Taozi learns from others.

Um, um, I have to work hard.

"Taozi is so powerful, she pushed the car up in no time." He Sihai praised.

"Ha, I'm a strong man." Tao Zi said proudly.

"Well, it must be that you ate a lot of food at noon today, and you will eat a little more in the future, so keep it up." He Sihai took the opportunity to say.

Peaches are too thin.

"Okay, I want to be like my father and eat a lot."

Uh……

Forget it, if she is like He Sihai, she will become a fat ball in less than a month.

The area of ​​the Jinqiao Waste Recycling Station is quite large.

Many local waste products in Hezhou will be sold here, and then they will be sorted and transported to recycling factories for secondary processing.

The waste station is divided into several piles, and waste paper products, scrap metal, waste electronics, etc. are piled everywhere.

Some have been sorted, some have not been sorted, it is really piled up like a mountain.

"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang, I'm here, is anyone there?" Lao Deng shouted loudly.

A very familiar look.

"Uncle Deng, don't yell, don't yell, I'm here." A person came out of the tiled house of the scrap station.

He is also in his 50s. He is tall and thick. He is wearing a black vest and has a large tattoo on his chest. He doesn't look like a good person.

The image has nothing to do with Xiao Zhang in Deng Dazhong's mouth, and it is almost the same as Lao Zhang.